This old fellow is here again. Zhou Yang actually didn't really like to name a price, or rather, no one likes to take the initiative to name a price.
But today was different from yesterday; today he brought the items to their door. If he didn't name a price, it would seem a bit impolite.
"Old Mr. Huang, these two items are perfectly preserved. According to market prices, this jewelry box alone would be worth 200,000, no exaggeration."
"After all, this item dates back to the Qianlong era. I wouldn't say there are none like it on the market, but one as well-preserved as mine is probably extremely rare."
"And then there's this snuff bottle; it must be worth at least seventy or eighty thousand. So, what do you think of this: 250,000 for both items!"
"If Old Mr. Huang thinks this is acceptable, I'll make sure to bring any other good items to your attention first in the future!"
Zhou Yang's words were quite skillful.
First, for these two items, the price he mentioned was the highest market price, meaning the total value was around 270,000 or 280,000. So, asking for 250,000 now was not a low price.
But it was definitely not the highest either.
As the saying goes, gold has a price, but jade is priceless. Antiques are also priceless. If you like an item, it's valuable; if you don't, it's just a wooden box.
Furthermore, the last sentence was the most crucial: if there are good items next time…
In other words, if the price you offer isn't satisfactory, then I won't bring you good items next time.
Huang Jicheng was over 60, almost 70.
His granddaughter was already 22, so how could he not understand the meaning behind Zhou Yang's words?
To be honest, 250,000 for these two items wasn't expensive, but it certainly wasn't cheap. This point was handled perfectly.
If it weren't for Zhou Yang's last sentence, Huang Jicheng would definitely have haggled and tried to lower the price.
Even if he was rich, who doesn't hope to buy things for less?
But now, he couldn't easily lower the price, because the other party had already spoken to this extent. To press for a lower price now would make him seem impolite.
"Alright, let's go with what you said!"
"Little brother…"
Huang Jicheng hadn't finished speaking when Zhou Yang interrupted him.
"You can just call me Zhou Yang. I wouldn't dare accept the title 'little brother.'"
Huang Jicheng nodded. He was becoming more and more interested in this Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Yang, tell me honestly, are these items family heirlooms, or did you acquire them through a lucky find?"
"Of course, if it's inconvenient for you to say, you don't have to!"
After Huang Jicheng finished speaking, he just looked at Zhou Yang.
"Then I won't say, because it's inconvenient for me to say!"
Huang Jicheng: ……
Huang Jicheng had considered that this guy might have other reasons, and even if he refused, he would be more tactful.
He didn't expect this guy to be so direct, without any reservations.
"Pfft~"
Huang Siyu, who had been eavesdropping nearby, accidentally burst out laughing.
"Sorry, you're really amusing!"
Huang Siyu's pretty face flushed slightly, and she quickly explained.
Zhou Yang was briefly lost in thought. This girl was truly beautiful.
"Since it's inconvenient, then let's leave it at that. It's still the same account number as before, right? I'll transfer the money to you!"
Zhou Yang really wanted to stay longer. In fact, he just wanted to look at Huang Siyu for a bit longer.
After all, Zhou Yang had been single for 25 years. Even if he had dated girlfriends before, it was just holding hands and a few kisses.
His 'famine' was already very severe; he was even captivated by Fang Jie, let alone the beautiful Huang Siyu.
However, Zhou Yang truly couldn't stay here much longer. He still had a valuable treasure on him, and he also needed to go back and share this money with Fang Jie.
Zhou Yang wasn't greedy; he only wanted his own portion.
For example, if these two items were sold under normal circumstances, they would fetch at most about 100,000 yuan.
So, he would give a bit more, giving Fang Jie 150,000, and earning 100,000 for his hard work and processing fees, plus the wear and tear on his mouth. It seemed fair.
The most crucial thing was that he earned this money with a clear conscience, without any psychological burden.
"I'm Huang Siyu. Welcome to visit again next time!"
When leaving, Huang Siyu escorted Zhou Yang outside. At the very end, Huang Siyu even introduced herself.
Zhou Yang checked his phone for the payment notification and balance. The previous 1.6 million, minus 10,000, left 1.59 million.
Now with an additional 250,000, it was 1.84 million, plus a few thousand yuan he had on him.
So, after transferring 150,000 to Fang Jie, he would have just under 1.7 million left. It seemed making money was really easy.
Oh yeah!
He hailed a taxi and returned directly to Fang Jie's home. Originally, he had planned to go treasure hunting at the stalls, but now he wasn't in the mood.
Because he still had another item to check. After all, that tea cup was damaged before, and he didn't know if it had been repaired yet.
"Fang Jie, good news!"
As soon as Zhou Yang arrived at Fang Jie's house, he shouted.
Fang Jie was tidying up in her room when she heard Zhou Yang's voice.
"Good your mother's head!"
"Shouting like that for no reason, you scared me!"
Fang Jie always spoke like that, and Zhou Yang didn't mind.
"Fang Jie, I sold the items!"
Fang Jie was stunned. She didn't react immediately, or rather, she had forgotten about those two antiques.
After all, she had only half-believed what Zhou Yang said before, as Zhou Yang was just a half-baked apprentice.
So whether what he said could be taken seriously was another matter. A wooden box worth 100,000?
Seeing Fang Jie in a daze, Zhou Yang didn't waste any more words. He directly picked up his phone and transferred 150,000 to Fang Jie.
"Check your messages!"
Fang Jie seemed to understand something at this point, and with the recent SMS notification on her phone, she picked it up to check, her mouth wide open.
At least a hot dog and two eggs could fit in it.
"Zhou Yang, this…"
Fang Jie was at a loss for words.
It wasn't that Fang Jie had no money. In fact, this woman was quite wealthy. Although this area was considered the old city, this large courtyard house was all hers.
With all the floors and rooms, she could collect at least ten to twenty thousand yuan in rent each month, plus her previous savings.
She must have at least a million or so in the bank. The main thing was that this 150,000 came as such a surprise.