After speaking, Zhu Zhiping buckled the first box, pushed the first three boxes aside, and placed the last box in the middle of the table.

Everyone got up and looked at the box curiously, even Liang Jun was no exception, but he just stood in his position and didn't get closer.

The box slowly opened, and Guan He took a light breath: "Chicken cup?".

Zhu Zhiping looked smug and nodded: "A genuine folk kiln, this is a rare thing." "

Liang Jun was a little stunned, because he saw that Zhu Zhiping was carefully held out of the wooden box, whether it was a teacup or a wine glass.

Huang Bin asked in a deep voice: "Boss Zhu, how much do you plan to sell this treasure?" He didn't ask about the quality, didn't look at the authenticity, and directly inquired about the price for a reason, because this kind of thing is a chicken cup, as long as it is stained with the word Chenghua, it will definitely not be cheap, don't look at it is just a wine cup, maybe the Shoushan stone, lacquer screen, and porcelain bottle that I saw earlier are not as valuable as it combined! Even Huang Bin, who is rich and rich, has to consider the budget.

Zhu Zhiping smiled slightly, and slowly stretched out a palm: "This number." "

Guan He asked tentatively, "Fifty?"

Zhu Zhiping nodded slowly, Liang Jun's eyes stared at the wine cup, his mood was indescribable, just such a thing, it actually dared to be worth 500,000? I'm afraid that if you use pure gold to make an exact one, you won't need 500,000!

In the antique collecting world, the chicken cup is definitely famous, and it is often auctioned for tens of millions of yuan, which makes collectors crazy.

In the past few years, a chicken cup and jar was auctioned for a sky-high price of 230 million yuan, creating a world record for Chinese art auctions, and this record was held for five full years, until it was later broken by a collection of paintings and calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty.

Mr. Leung's knowledge of the cup is limited to its high price, but he has no idea why it is so valuable.

Zhu Zhiping pulled down the light so that Huang Bin and Guan He could observe the cup more closely. The two of them held magnifying glasses and circled the wine cup, observing intently.

Guan He asked while observing: "Boss Zhu, where did this object come from?"

Zhu Zhiping said unhurriedly: "This is something that I collect from a friend. His family had some difficulties and needed to sell some of their collectibles. This cup was his collection many years ago, and if he wasn't short of money now, he wouldn't have taken it out and sold it. "

For collectors, the provenance and provenance of the collection is very important. A good history can make a collection valuable, while a collection of unknown provenance has relatively limited room for appreciation. The origin and provenance of this chicken cup are relatively ordinary, but its value of 500,000 is also consistent with this origin.

"It looks like it's a treasure. After a long period of observation, Guan He began to comment: "The carcass of Minyao porcelain is thin, delicate to the touch, and the degree of porcelain is high, and the glaze is thick. This chicken cup is very much in line with the characteristics of Chenghua porcelain. What's even more remarkable is that it is so well preserved that there is no damage to it except for an inconspicuous flaw. Although the cyan official kiln is slightly lighter, this pomegranate is vividly painted, and the standard is comparable to that of the official kiln. "

Liang Jun now gradually understands some of the truths in antique collection.

When bargaining, you can't belittle someone else's collection at will, let alone make the seller feel that they don't know anything about the collection.

Antiques are like the children of collectors, and it is rude to belittle other people's children. Of course, if it's a leak on the stall or a layman, that's a different story.

Listening to Guan He's evaluation, Huang Bin also nodded frequently: "It is indeed a fine product." "

Zhu Zhiping responded with a smile: "That's right, this is a rare boutique." "

How is it, Lao Guan, what do you think of this cup in my hand?

It's an old thing. Seki nodded affirmatively, and continued: However, the price may be a little higher.

Don't rush into the price yet. Zhu Zhiping smiled and waved his hand: You take a closer look. I have some other stuff as well.

As he spoke, Zhu Zhiping took out a stack of paper and a few photos from the wooden box.

Guan He picked it up and took a closer look, and couldn't help but admire Zhu Zhiping for being thoughtful.

On the paper are the signatures of some of the most accomplished connoisseurs of the cup, and the photograph shows several famous artists with the cup.

Zhu Zhiping still has that smiling expression: Now, what do you think of the value of this cup?

Guan He nodded, with these materials, it undoubtedly added a lot of value to this chicken cup.

Moreover, with the credibility of Jubaolou, it is impossible for them to pass off the counterfeit as the original.

Therefore, there is no doubt about the authenticity of this cup.

In this way, there is much less room for bargaining, but the appreciation space of this wine cup has also become correspondingly larger, which can be regarded as a gain and a loss.

Mr. Huang, what do you think of this wine cup? Guan He's task is halfway completed, and Huang Bin is in charge next.

Huang Bin pondered for a moment, the price of this wine cup was indeed beyond his budget.

However, considering that the old man who does longevity likes the things in the cup, this chicken cup is a wine cup, and it must be worth spending more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan for this.

For Huang Bin, a wealthy man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan is not a large amount, and the money has to be used on the blade, how can he be reluctant?

After making up his mind, Huang Bin put down the magnifying glass with an indifferent expression, looked up and asked Zhu Zhiping: Boss Zhu, I plan to buy this item, can you give the lowest price? Zhu Zhiping thought for a while and said: Four hundred and fifty thousand, you are a friend of Lao Guan, I will give you another ten thousand, forty-four, no less.

Huang Bin sat steadily, and said with a smile: Boss Zhu, I bought this thing to give to an elder to celebrate his birthday, will the number of 440,000 be unlucky?

The number forty-four, homophonic and "everything is good", meaning auspicious. And giving this kind of gift is undoubtedly a good choice, but some people think that it is a dead body, so they ......

Zhu Zhiping was stunned for a moment, and immediately apologized repeatedly: "I'm very sorry, Boss Huang, I was wrong." I'm willing to lower it for you by another 10,000, what do you think?".

"It's still a little more expensive. Huang Bin looked at Zhu Zhiping and said confidently: "Boss Zhu, I bet that you can sell me this thing for 390,000 yuan." "

"This ......" Zhu Zhiping hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"That's right. Huang Bin smiled with satisfaction: "Boss Zhu, let's make a friend, I will come again." "

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