Chapter Seventy-Eight: You Input, I Output



The moment Yun's father saw this thing, he knew it was from the Republican era. Only abacuses from the Republican era liked to be decorated, and this one was clearly made by a wealthy family: "Shushu, this abacus is worth at least 210,000 or 220,000 yuan. It's a family heirloom of your friend."

"Ah, well, her grandmother collected a lot of good things when she was young. She wanted to sell a few things to improve her family's quality of life. Knowing that you are an expert, she specifically asked me to do it."

My brother-in-law said, "Shushu, those bottles of wine from before, were they also from your friend?"

"Yes, I also brought two bottles for Dad." Yun Shudai hurriedly took the bag next to the shoe cabinet, which contained two well-packaged bottles of 70-year-old Moutai.

Startled, Mr. Yun exclaimed, "Haha, this wine must cost tens of thousands!"

"Um."

"It's a pity I don't drink."

"If Dad doesn't drink it, just keep it."

He Lianzhi no longer cares about wine, but he has taken a fancy to this abacus. It would be great to put it in the hotel as a prized possession: "Shushu, how about your brother-in-law accepts this abacus?"

"Brother-in-law, you want it? Okay, here you go."

He Lianzhi chuckled: "Okay, I'll have your sister transfer the money to you in a bit."

"Sis, just transfer 150,000 to me."

Yun Shuran glared at her and said, "This thing belongs to your friend. How can you give us such a discount without her consent? Do you think she'll be happy about it? Let's stick to the price Dad said. I'm not short of money."

"Sister, my friend has entrusted me with this matter entirely, so I can make the decision."

Mr. Yun laughed and said, "Then let's negotiate a discount. Two hundred thousand will do. If it weren't for your brother-in-law wanting it, I would also like to collect it."

Yun Shudai smiled and said, "Dad, my friend has a lot of old items. What do you want? I'll go to her place and find some for you another day."

"Those old things over there, get Dad a few packs of cigarettes when you have some. But there are probably very few collectibles now, and the key is that they're not easy to collect."

Yes, I'll ask about it another day.

He Lianzhi laughed and said, "Shushu, get a few boxes for your brother-in-law too, and have your sister transfer you more money."

"good."

...

After leaving the coffee shop, Song Tengyuan contacted his cousin: "Brother, can you lend me some money?"

Song Zitu was at work when he received a call from his cousin asking to borrow money. He thought something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I saw an old abacus belonging to the people today and want to take it back, but I don't have enough money."

How much do you want?

"One hundred thousand."

Song Zitu raised an eyebrow and said, "So much? You haven't been fooled, have you?"

"No, I learned these skills from my grandfather since I was a child, and they weren't learned for nothing. Besides, I've been in this line of work for several years now, so I really know that stuff is a good thing."

"Okay, send me the picture and I'll take a look."

"Brother, you know about this?"

"My boss understands."

After sending the photo to Song Zitu, Song Tengyuan took out his phone while delivering lunch to his boss at noon and showed the abacus to his boss: "Boss, can you help me see how much this abacus is worth?"

Bai Muyin took the phone, examined it carefully, and looked up, asking, "Where did this come from?"

“My cousin is a blogger who posts about the past. He recently encountered this, and I'm worried he might be being scammed, so I'm asking you to take a look.”

"Is the item in his hands?"

"He's not here. He doesn't have enough money and is asking me to borrow some."

“Tell him I want this, and I’ll give him 230,000.”

"Ah, boss, this... okay."

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List