"Ah, that's right. When her grandmother was young, she collected a lot of good things. She wanted to sell a few things to make her family's quality of life better. Knowing that you are an old expert, she specially entrusted it to me."

The brother-in-law asked, "Shushu, were those bottles of wine from before also from your friend?"

"Well, I also brought two bottles for Dad." Yun Shudai hurriedly took the bag next to the shoe cabinet, which contained two well-packaged 1970-year-old Moutai.

Father Yun was so shocked that he exclaimed, "Haha, this wine must cost tens of thousands."

"Um."

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

"Dad keeps it if he doesn't drink it."

He Lianzhi was not interested in wine anymore, but he liked the abacus. It would be a good choice if it was placed in the hotel as a treasure. "Shushu, how about giving this abacus to my brother-in-law?"

"Brother-in-law, you want it. Okay, I'll give it to you."

He Lianzhi laughed: "Okay, I'll ask your sister to transfer the money to you later."

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

Yun Shuran glared at her and said, "This thing belongs to your friend. How can she feel comfortable if you give us such a big discount without her consent? Let's just go with the price Dad said. I don't mind this little money."

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

Father Yun smiled and said, "Then give me a discount, just 200,000 yuan. If your brother-in-law doesn't want it, Dad would also like to collect it."

Yun Shudai smiled and said, "Dad, my friend has a lot of old stuff. If you want something, I'll go to her place and find it for you someday."

"It's an old item over there. I'll get a few boxes for Dad when I have cigarettes. But there should be very few collectors now. The key is that it's not easy to collect."

"Yes, I'll ask some other day."

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

"Okay." After Song Tengyuan came out of the coffee shop, he contacted his cousin: "Brother, lend me some money."

Song Zitu was at work at the moment. When he received a call from his cousin asking for money, he thought something had happened and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I saw an old national abacus today and wanted to take it back, but I don't have enough money."

"How much?"

"One hundred thousand."

Song Zitu raised his eyebrows and said, "With so many, you won't be fooled, will you?"

"No, I learned the skills from my grandfather when I was a child. It's not in vain. Besides, I have been in this business for several years. I really know that the thing is a good thing."

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

"Brother, do you understand this?"

“My boss understands.”

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

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

"My cousin is a blogger of the era. He recently met someone like that. I'm afraid he's been scammed, so I want you to help take a look."

"Is the thing in his hand?"

"No, he doesn't have enough money and is asking me to borrow it."

"Tell him I want this thing and I'll give him 230,000 yuan."

"Ah. That's good, boss."

(End of this chapter)