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Chen Weiche thought to himself that 50,000 is only 50,000, and the price is OK, although he doesn't know the specific value.

Just as I was about to ask you whether you want cash or transfer money, a thick and anxious voice sounded on the side: "I'll pay 100,000 yuan, old man, you can sell it to me!"

Chen Weiche narrowed his eyes and looked at it. It was the fat man who despised him the most before. He looked impatient, as if the big bad wolf met the little white rabbit who was alone. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the inkstone hotly from time to time, and his saliva was almost flowing out!

Someone next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Fatty Gan, what are you doing? It's not the rule of our industry to grab goods in the middle!"

Someone immediately agreed: "That's right, after all, I'll wait until the price is negotiated, and you'll take over it after you don't want it."

The fat man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Rules are all played by experts." This means that Chen Weiche and the old seller are both laymen. What rules should he tell them? He only tells the strong, but he tells the weak. Those who tell the rules are idiots. You guys are jealous when you see me grabbing goods?

When he thought about this, his eyes looked fiercely and glanced at the people around him, with no lack of threats. He thought to himself, who dared to grab goods from me, Gan Fatty, and don't say that my surname is Gan would not talk about friendship in the future?!

The buyers around him knew that this fat man was so mean, he didn't want to argue with him, and they kept silent and just watched the fun.

"Old man, do you want to say something? 100,000 yuan!" The fat man shouted with a strong voice, with burning eyes, eagerness and greed.

This inkstone is so intact, and there are also inscriptions from celebrities. As the saying goes, inkstones are of great value. Although they are not used by celebrities, they are handled by celebrities at least. They are objects from the Ming Dynasty. They are definitely more than this price. If you take them outside and find a good opportunity to make a move, it will not be a problem to increase it dozens of times. If it is identified, the handwriting on it is indeed Xu Wei's original work, and I am afraid it will be dozens of times more.

Fatty is willing to be accustomed to antiques for more than ten years. Although he has had leak detection, he has never been so lucky. When he looked at the inkstone from the corner of his eyes, he secretly swears in his heart that he would take down the inkstone no matter what. As for the rules, go shit. Rules are all told to the strong. This young man and that old man are both local buns and deserve to be slaughtered.

Chen Weiche glanced at the fat man, and the fat man hummed twice, thinking to himself, I just want to bully you clearly? In the antique industry, I am a rich man at least, what can you do to me?

The seller smiled, but was a little moved. After all, he expected it to be worth only 50,000 yuan, so the lion was waiting for the buyer to bargain. The result was good. The fat man was willing to pay 100,000 yuan, which was doubled. The old man farmed at home and earned less than 100,000 yuan in ten years. No matter how stupid the old man was, he knew that his inkstone was a treasure, so he was hesitant immediately. This was the cleverness of a simple farmer, and it was normal for human beings to wait for the price.

Chen Weiche observed his expression and knew that the fat man didn't look like a child caregiver. This inkstone must be far more than 100,000 yuan. This time he really got a big bargain. He thought the price didn't matter. The key was that the things were good. My father could like them. He immediately increased the price: "Old man, I'll pay 150,000 yuan!"

The fat man Liu Ma immediately said, "I will pay 200,000 yuan, old man, sell it to me!" As he said that, he squatted down and reached out to Chen Weiche to grab the inkstone.

Chen Weiche's hand flashed slightly, but he was not caught by the fat man. He shouted unhappily: "What are you doing? Why are you so unqualified?"

The fat man said: "You can't see me?"

"Sorry, I'll come first!" Chen Weiche glared at the fat man with annoyance, stood up with the inkstone, and smiled at the seller, "Old man, let's do this, I'll pay 300,000 yuan, and you can sell it to me. After all, I'm the first to ask for the price."

This was sincere, and the old man didn't want to do that unkind thing, so he nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll sell it to you, the young man!"

The fat man was anxious and shouted, "Old man, I will pay 400,000 yuan, will you sell it?"

The old man looked at Chen Weiche, then looked at Fatty Gun. He saw that one was handsome, with open, sincere, humble and polite behavior, while the other was fat and pig-headed, without respecting others at all. He spoke the old man and kept silent, without taking the word "you". After thinking about it, he shook his head.

Fatty Gun shouted again: "It's a loss to sell it to him for 300,000 yuan. I'll pay 500,000 yuan, the highest price, it's a full 200,000 yuan. You can build a small villa when you go home!"

The old man did not hesitate this time and laughed: "I am content with the 300,000 old man. This inkstone is also about finding someone with destiny. Young man, let's go, help me transfer the money and transfer it to my grandson's account!"

Then, a staff member immediately came up and led Chen Weiche and the old man to a special office to transfer money.

The old man packed the rest of the things and stopped doing this business. With these 300,000 yuan, he was not too scared to sell his ancestral goods. He thought that an old inkstone was so valuable, so he would keep the other things for his descendants, so as not to be sold in a cheap way by himself! He was about to carry the bag and followed the staff with Chen Weiche.

The fat man was so angry that he cursed behind him: "Go, this old guy, stupid. I don't even want to give him money!"

The people around him were afraid of offending him, so they all left with a smile.

Chen Weiche didn't look back, too lazy to pay attention to the fat man, thinking to himself, the old man should also depend on people when selling things. If you open the old man, do the old man and keep talking about the word "politeness"? You do such a kind of unconventional thing that can snatch goods in the middle, it would be strange if the old man sells it to you!

Although the fat man was willing to grab the goods, which made him add 250,000 yuan, Chen Weiche also felt that it was nothing. After all, this kind of thing was also a matter of being honest. If you really want to buy someone’s inkstone for 50,000 yuan, you may be sad if you know the value in the future. Moreover, the old man has excellent character and has not reselled others because of his heavy profits. This is very rare in modern society. For this reason, Chen Weiche also felt that the 300,000 yuan spent was worth it.

But that fat man is so hateful!

When we arrived at the special transfer room, the staff member said to the old man: "That's right. According to our market regulations, each transaction will be charged a 10% commission. Your total price is 300,000 yuan, so you need to pay an additional 30,000 yuan to our market."

The old man was immediately unhappy. He got 300,000 yuan and paid 30,000 yuan. Then he would only have 270,000 yuan left? He immediately asked, "You still have to collect this money? Why didn't I know before?" He also entered the door in a confused manner. The fellow villager who had taken him hurriedly left for some reason, but he didn't explain it clearly to him.

The staff smiled and explained: "The site and safety are provided by our Qinchao Group. Isn't it? Labor, site rent, and operation risks all require costs, right? But don't worry, generally speaking, this cost is borne by the buyer!"

When the old man heard this, he felt relieved, but then he looked at Chen Weiche apologetically, meaning that I didn't know in advance?

Chen Weiche didn't care and said readily: "It's okay, I'll pay the commission!"

He knew that it was too normal for Qin Chao Group to collect commissions, otherwise Qin Fengchuan would be able to run this underground trading market if he was full? Moreover, as the staff said, according to the hidden rules, the commission fee is generally calculated on the buyer's head, which is necessary in China. For example, second-hand house purchases and sales, 20% of personal income tax will naturally be passed on to the buyer.

The old man was overjoyed, but there was still apology in his eyes, which made Chen Weiche feel more and more cute. Nowadays, such simple people are rare!

"Old man, tell me your bank account number and account name!" Chen Weiche said, and then the old man took out a wrinkled piece of paper from his pocket and said, "This is my grandson's bank account, with the name and account opening bank on it. Alas, he is now in college and almost has a tuition fee, so I had to sell my ancestral property!"

Chen Weiche smiled and said, "Your grandson is such a blessing. You have a good grandfather! I wonder what your grandson studied? Which university do you go to?"

When he mentioned his grandson, the old man became proud, his eyes full of joy and comfort, and he said, "You are studying medicine! You are at Qingshui Medical University!"

Chen Weiche said "Huh" and said, "It's a coincidence. I'm also from Qingshui Medical University, but I'm about to graduate and I'm internship in the hospital!"

The old man said happily: "That's a coincidence. My grandson is good at studying, but he will graduate for two years and he will start an internship next year! My grandson's name is He Jie, and it seems that he is from the clinical department. I can't figure out the old man."

Chen Weiche smiled and said, "I'll go back and check it out. It's really fate today!"

Just as I was about to swipe the card to transfer money, someone broke in, but it was Zhou Tianhong. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Doctor Chen, I heard that you have bought a good thing. I rushed over immediately when I heard the news!"

Chen Weiche smiled and said, "I bought an inkstone and planned to take it home for my dad during the Chinese New Year. I'm preparing to transfer the money!"

Zhou Tianhong asked, "How much is it?"

Chen Weiche said: "Three hundred thousand!"
Chapter completed!