Dongzhimen Pigeon Market was located in a remote alley on Dongzhimen Street.
The alley was well-developed, and there was a forked alley every few dozen meters.
If someone with a red armband came, as long as they ran fast, they could easily escape.
Cao Feng, who was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket and a medical mask, walked into the alley. He could vaguely see people moving in the market. Some were holding lanterns, while others were holding flashlights. They walked through the market like ghosts at night, not making a single sound.
Seeing this, Cao Feng took out the flashlight he had prepared from the system storage space and began to stroll around the market.
After a while, Cao Feng walked around the entire market.
The market sold a variety of things.
Chicken, fish, meat, eggs, rice, flour, grain, and oil were all sold.
There were even people selling old clothes and shoes
He also saw a few villagers selling pine nuts, chestnuts, dried mushrooms, and other mountain products.
Of course, he also saw the antique stall that he wanted to see the most.
A few people dressed in different clothes set up stalls in various inconspicuous corners of the market, selling all kinds of bottles, jars, stones, and jade articles.
Cao Feng didn't take a close look at the antique stall.
Firstly, his current level of antique appraisal was not high. He could only roughly tell whether an antique was an antique or not and its approximate age.
As for the value of the antiques? How much was it worth? He couldn't tell.
Secondly, he knew that there were basically no real good goods in the stalls that mainly sold antiques.
Most of them were fakes and imitations, and a few were authentic, but they had no collectible value.
Therefore, he was looking for the kind of person who was honest and honest, and the kind of stall that didn't have many items to sell.
Only the antiques sold at this kind of stall could possibly have good goods.
When Cao Feng passed by a stall, he accidentally swept his flashlight across the area and saw a dark-skinned, white-haired old farmer in his fifties. He was wearing a flowery coat and was covered in patches. There were two porcelain bottles in front of him.
There were two porcelain bottles, one big and one small.
The large porcelain bottle was a blue and white porcelain bottle. It was more than 40 centimeters tall and had a maximum diameter of about 20 centimeters.
The small porcelain bottle was a white glazed plum blossom porcelain bottle. It was more than 30 centimeters tall and had a maximum diameter of about 10 centimeters.
He could not tell the value of the two porcelain bottles.
However, with his knowledge of antique appraisal, the two porcelain bottles should be old objects.
Therefore, Cao Feng wanted to practice and buy it.
However, to be cautious, he still needed to take a closer look.
Hence, Cao Feng came to the old farmer and asked,""Uncle, can I take a look at these two porcelain bottles?”
"Sure, but you have to be careful. Porcelain bottles are expensive.”
"Is it expensive? Uncle, do you know what these two porcelain bottles are?”Cao Feng asked as he picked up the porcelain bottle and examined it.
There was no signature on the bottom of the large porcelain bottle, but from the color of the glaze and the workmanship, it was at least an item from the Ming Dynasty.
The small porcelain bottle had an inscription at the bottom. After carefully identifying it, the inscription was 'Made in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty'.
Looking at the inscription of the small porcelain bottle, then checking the porcelain bottle's glaze color and workmanship, if there were no accidents, this was a real Ming Yongle white glazed plum blossom porcelain bottle.
In his memory of the antique auction before he transmigrated, a Ming Yongle white glazed plum blossom porcelain bottle was sold for 6.5 million yuan in 2013.
In 2021, the auction price climbed to 12 million yuan.
Cao Feng came to a conclusion. There was only one word in his mind: buy.
He was going out to get lucky!
There was also a large blue and white porcelain vase.
Although he was not a blue-and-white porcelain vase, he believed that the old farmer could take out two porcelain vases at the same time. He believed that its value would not be lower than the small porcelain vase, or even higher.
The old farmer's answer also confirmed his guess.
"I don't know the names of these two porcelain bottles, but these two porcelain bottles have been passed down from my ancestors. If it weren't for the fact that it's going to be the new year soon and I want to get some meat for my family, I wouldn't have taken them out to sell.”
"Is that so?"
"Uncle, how much are these two porcelain bottles?”
"Young man, I see that you are also someone who understands goods.”
"How about this, you give me 50 yuan for the big porcelain bottle and 30 yuan for the small one?”
"Uncle, it's too expensive.”
"Also, I don't know much about goods. I just saw that the two porcelain bottles looked good, so I wanted to buy them back as decorations.”
In fact, Cao Feng wanted to buy the two porcelain bottles with 80 yuan immediately.
80 yuan to buy two porcelain bottles worth at least 20 million yuan in the future.
250,000 times the profits.
It was worth it.
However, his current salary was only 72 yuan a month.
Using more than a month's salary to buy two porcelain bottles, it was obvious that the old farmer treated him as a sucker.
Therefore, he still needed to bargain with the old farmer.
"Young man, name a price. If I think it's suitable, I'll sell it to you.”The old farmer thought for a moment and said to Cao Feng.
He had indeed taken Cao Feng for a fool.
Although Cao Feng's clothes were a little shabby and he was wearing a mask, he could tell from the aura Cao Feng exuded and the tone of his voice that Cao Feng was a cultured person and rich.
Since such a person was interested in his two porcelain bottles, his porcelain bottles must be worth a lot of money.
Therefore, he raised the price to what he thought was a high price.
"30 yuan. Uncle, if you think it's suitable, sell it to me. If it's not suitable, I'll turn around and leave.”Cao Feng pretended to ponder for a moment.
The old farmer must have set up his stall here for some time. There must have been people who came to see it before him and bid.
Therefore, if he lowered the price too low, the old farmer would definitely not sell the porcelain bottle to him.
If the price was too high, he would be treated as a sucker.
That was why he offered 30 yuan.
This price was what he thought was a moderate price.
"Alright, pay up! I'll sell it to you." The old farmer said straightforwardly.
Just as Cao Feng had guessed, there were a few people who wanted to buy the porcelain bottle, but they did not bid high.
The highest price was only 20 yuan.
Now, Cao Feng offered 30 yuan and made it sound so certain.
If he didn't sell it, he might not be able to find someone who could pay more than Cao Feng.
Seeing that the old farmer had agreed to sell the two porcelain bottles to him, Cao Feng did not hesitate.
He took out three ten-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to the old farmer.
Then, he picked up the two porcelain bottles and left.
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