The young man was dumbfounded. He covered his aching butt and said aggrievedly,"Isn't 100 million enough to buy a table? I just watched the live broadcast. That old man was even using the Jiuqu yellow rosewood as firewood. It's obvious that he doesn't know what's good for him.”
"Maybe 100 million will really buy it.”
"Besides, what kind of roadside cabbage can sell for 100 million yuan…"
So he had a plan in his heart.
The old man was stunned for a moment and shook his head with a bitter smile. He did not hit his grandson again and said earnestly,"My dear grandson, you've had too little experience and haven't met a true expert.”
How could a family that could casually display Jiuqu yellow rosewood and ten-thousand-year-old iron pear Yin heavy wood at home be ordinary?
If he wanted to scam a fool at a low price, he was not buying anything. He was insulting the other party and making enemies!
This was the path to disaster!
Nian Junting could only lower his head and accept the advice." I understand, Grandpa. Are we still buying?”
He covered his butt and asked carefully.
"Buy! But this time, I'll say it, and you can type it."
The tablet was broken, so the grandfather and grandson went back to their room to turn on the computer and log into the live broadcast room of Yearning.
"Hello, program team of 'Yearning,' we're from Beijing's Zhi Bao Zhai. Please help me contact the old gentleman who appeared on camera. If I may be so bold as to relay, we're willing to pay 100 million yuan to purchase the leftover bits and pieces of the old gentleman's Eight Immortals Table.”
"One piece is enough. There's no limit to the size. If you're willing to part with it, just give it to me. If he wasn't willing to part with it, he wouldn't force it.”
This time, it was a 10,000 yuan pinned bullet comment that could last for a full minute.
Hence, the live broadcast room exploded again.
"F * ck! 100 million, just a piece of scrap, and there was no limit to the size?”
"This world is too crazy…"
"I know that the chair is made of Jiuqu yellow rosewood. What's the meaning of this table?”
"Forgive my poor eyesight, but I really didn't see through it this time.”
"It looks like a stone table. What kind of stone table can be sold for 100 million yuan? And it's just scraps. Even jade and jade are not that valuable…"
"I'll offer 1 billion. If you sell it, pretend I didn't say anything.”
"I make stone furniture. Brother, let me give you a piece of advice. A marble dining table is only a few hundred thousand yuan at most.”
Faced with yet another question that was beyond the scope, many of the audience members still chose not to believe it based on their instincts.
However, a few bullet comments popped up immediately.
"Is it Mr. Tang Chuan from the Treasure House in Beijing?”
"So it's the Treasure House who made a move. No wonder!”
"I don't understand this table either, but if it's Master Tang Chuan, then it's definitely believable.”
Some of the industry veterans said.
Faced with everyone's doubts and questions from his peers, a new bullet screen with a price of 10,000 yuan quickly appeared.
"That's me."
It was a very short reply.
"Since it's Old Master Tang, his eyesight must be excellent. I have to study this table again.”
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
A true expert was someone who could convince everyone in the industry once their name was announced.
This was Tang Chuan's status in the antique world!
"He's actually a top-notch master? Is this table really that valuable?"
Although the ordinary audience was still skeptical, they no longer doubted the authenticity of the 100 million acquisition of a leftover material.
The news from the live broadcast room was immediately reported to the studio by the program team of Yearning.
"Oh, someone offered 100 million to buy the scraps of my table?”
When Zhang Hao heard that, he looked troubled.
"This is a little difficult."
"Those scraps…"
"I used them all in our Zhang family's mausoleum as a table stone for the coffin.”
These words were broadcasted through the live broadcast.
Therefore,
The entire live broadcast room instantly fell silent…
The other party had offered a high price of 100 million just to buy a piece of leftover treasure, but the old man had actually used it as a substitute…
Coffin board?
There was a sadness called 'poverty' that grew endlessly in the hearts of the audience.
Compared to the old man, those rich people who bought luxury bags, watches, jewelry, luxury cars, and so on were all trash!
"I suddenly feel like robbing tombs…"
"I don't have high requirements. Just let me pick up a piece of leftover material for the coffin!”
"I suddenly feel that the coffin has become cute.”
"Nonsense, who would have hundreds of millions under their coffins…"
"Imposingness!"
" I'm looking for a job. I have three years of experience in managing mausoleums…"
Tang Chuan from Zhi Bao Zhai could only shake his head regretfully when he heard Zhang Hao's words.”
However, he could only regretfully extinguish the thought of buying a piece of ten-thousand-year-old iron-pear yin heavy wood for collection.
As for the eight-square table, he didn't even dare to think about it…
It was already past two o'clock in the morning.
"Alright, it's already so late. It's time to rest. Girl, you and Grandpa will stay on the second floor. Those young men will stay on the first floor.”Zhang Hao casually ordered.
"Okay, great-grandfather."
The younger sister waved at the camera and helped Zhang Hao up the stairs.
Little Chef Huang and the others were also sleepy. They found the guest room on the first floor and spread out the bedding they had brought over before sleeping in their own rooms.
There were three guest rooms on the first floor. This time, the four men didn't have to squeeze into one room.
That night, everyone slept exceptionally soundly…
……
However…
The Internet was not divided into day and night. When the people in the mushroom house were resting, countless Short videos edited by the audience were spreading crazily on the Internet...
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