"Mom, tomorrow is Saturday. I saw on the Internet that there is a raw stone fair on Sangong Street. Why don't we go take a look?" In the Tianlu Villa District, Yibao stuck close to Yun Qianran. They felt that they had not gone out to play with their mother for a long time.
"Okay." Yun Qianran agreed immediately.
She knew Sangong Street, a famous antique street in Ancheng. If she went there, she could see if she could find some good treasures.
The next day, Yun Qianran brought her sons Yun Yi and Yun Jin to the place two hours before the Raw Stone Meeting.
"It's so lively." Yibao sighed. It turns out that the antique streets in China are indeed interesting.
"Brother, come here, let's go over there and take a look." He took Yun Jin's hand and walked to the nearest stall.
"Uncle, how much is this pendant?" Yibao picked up a crystal clear full-moon shaped necklace.
The stall owner heard the soft childish voice and replied without even looking up, "Five hundred thousand."
Yun Qianran, who was following behind, twitched her lips. It was a hundred thousand times profit.
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Yibao frowned and asked thoughtfully, "It's too expensive. Will you sell it for fifty yuan?"
"Sell!" The stall owner directly took out the QR code for payment. It was not bad to make forty-five.
Yibao readily scanned the code to pay, "I'm giving it to you, brother."
Jinbao played with the round-moon-shaped necklace, a look of joy on his face, "Thank you, brother."
Yibao nodded calmly, and searched the stall in front of him again, "Uncle, how much is this knife?"
He picked up a rusty bronze knife in the corner and looked it up and down. It was well-made and looked like it had been soaked in special potion for at least three days before being buried in the ground.
"This knife is not cheap, five million!" The stall owner still didn't look up, but his tone became much more serious.
Behind him, Yun Qianran crossed her hands in front of her chest, looking as if she was enjoying the show.
Something that is not worth even fifty cents, five million, she really wants to see how much her son will give this time.
"Five dollars!" Yibao raised five fingers and said bluntly, "It's your hard work in digging the pit and burying it."
brush!
The stall owner looked up for the first time, his gaze lingered on Yibao for a moment, then he looked at Yun Qianran behind him.
"Is this lady here to cause trouble?"
He didn't believe that a five-year-old kid could see so many things, so the only possibility was that Yun Qianran told the kid.
Unexpectedly, Yun Qianran met his questioning gaze and simply shook her head, "I'm not interested in your place."
All in all, the goods were worth less than 100,000 yuan, so her son just picked up a bargain.
"Five dollars, will you sell it to me?" Yibao didn't pay any attention, or he didn't take the threat in the stall owner's eyes seriously at all.
Since he dared to come here to buy things, he must have understood the rules here.
As long as the transactions are normal and reasonable, these street vendors have no right to do anything to them.
"Not for sale. Come on, go play somewhere else." The stall owner snatched the bronze knife and threw it back to his stall.
Yun Yi had a smile on her face. "If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Why are you so angry?"
His eyes wandered, and he picked up a broken porcelain bowl at his feet, "How much is this?"
"Fifty thousand." The stall owner casually called out a price. He could see that this kid was just relying on his luck.
After all, he still remembered the time when Yun Qianran and her two sons walked in from outside Sangong Street. In such a short time, it was impossible for Yun Qianran to recognize all his goods and pass them on to the two little kids.
"Ten dollars, will you sell it to me? Although it has a small hole on it, if you take it back and spray some paint on it, it can also be made into a nice handicraft." This time, Yibao chose to offer his own price.
"Kid, you are innocent today, right?" The stall owner was filled with deep anger.
"What do you mean by pure heart? Aren't we discussing business?" Yibao blinked.
"Ten dollars to pay a beggar, and this is an ancient bowl from three hundred years ago!" The stall owner snatched the broken porcelain bowl and placed it in front of him carefully.
"So amazing? How about I give you some extra?" Yi Bao's eyes widened and he murmured, "It's something from three hundred years ago. Even if it's one dollar a year, it's worth three hundred dollars."
His eyes were full of desire, "300 yuan, boss, will you sell it to me?"
The stall owner held his forehead with his hand. Does this kid really not understand, or is he pretending not to understand?
He raised his hands and showed ten fingers, "One hundred thousand, one cent less, no deal."
"Well, then forget it. With 100,000 yuan we can buy 10,000 small bowls and break them into pieces to make handicrafts." Yibao shook his head indifferently.
He lowered his head and continued to scan the stalls. As he scanned, he came to the neighboring stall. "Uncle, how much is this big vase? It's so big. It will look beautiful when I put flowers in it."
Yibao was holding a piece of blue and white porcelain in his hand and asked the price with a smile on his face.
The smile on the stall owner's face froze before it even spread. How could he be happy when he was being treated like a fool?
"Little boy, this is blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty." Unlike the casual attitude of the stall owner next door, he came up and announced the value of his own things.
"Uncle, don't think that we are easy to fool just because we are young. Uncle, look at this big vase. Is it exactly the same as the one on Taobao?
They only sell for 300 each on Taobao. Since I see your uncle is working hard to set up the stall, I will give you 500 each. Your uncle will not lose out."
The stall owner's eyebrows twitched. They really were exactly the same. It was hard to fool kids nowadays.
He twisted his fingers and whispered, "Eight hundred and eight, for a lucky start, and a lucky number!"
"Six hundred!" Yibao also added a proper amount.
"Eight hundred. Seeing the little kid reminds me of my two little grandchildren. I'll give you the change." The stall owner looks as if you're getting a great bargain.
"Six hundred and six, this number is also auspicious." Yibao was slightly unhappy and made a gesture as if he was going to put the vase down.
Seeing his action, the stall owner quickly agreed, "Deal!"
He took out the payment code and waved it at Yibao, "Payment and goods are settled."
"Thank you, uncle." Yibao scanned the code to pay, then left with the vase.
"Brother, wait for me." Jinbao hurriedly chased after him.
"I can't wait any longer. My brother can't hold the baby anymore. Let's find a place to buy a bag to put the baby in." Yibao's voice came from afar.
When the two babies talked, laughter broke out in the surrounding streets.
The stall owner who sold the vase to Yibao took out another identical one from the snakeskin pocket behind him.
"Brother, brother." Jinbao hurried and finally stopped Yibao in an empty street.
"Mom." Yibao held up the vase and presented it to Yun Qianran like a treasure, "For Mom."
“This Yuan Dynasty official kiln blue and white porcelain, judging by its quality, must be worth at least one million and six hundred thousand. Baby, we’ve picked up a big bargain this time!” Yun Qianran’s eyes were full of admiration.
She wondered why her son would be interested in a street stall selling goods worth less than 100,000 yuan, and it turned out that his target had always been the stall next door!
“Hehehe.” Yibao grinned foolishly, “I see there are quite a few good things on those stalls.”
It’s a pity. I don’t know if anyone noticed that he was in such a hurry. Otherwise, he could have gone back and bought more.
"Little money-grubber." Yun Qianran went to a street shop and bought a cloth bag, threw it to him and said, "Put it in it yourself, and go to the Raw Stone Conference first."
"Okay, Mom." Yibao filled the vase and followed her.
Jinbao was still studying her necklace, "Brother, how much is this worth?"
"Fifty dollars." He patted Jinbao's shoulder. "The necklace has a price, but the friendship is priceless. This is a gift from my brother to you."
"Ah?" Jinbao pouted, it seemed that his necklace was really worthless.
But my brother is right, after all, it was a gift from him to me.
Jinbao carefully put away the necklace and hid it in his own small safe when he returned home.
"It's such a lively event, I don't know if my dad will come." Yibao sighed as he looked at the lively crowd around him.
Zhuang Tingyun?
Yun Qianran's eyes flashed. Compared to this guy, she was more curious about whether Chu Qingqing would come.
As a jewelry company, there was no reason for her to miss such a raw stone event.
But if she really meets Chu Qingqing, she will have to play with her.
"Mom!" Suddenly, a soft and tender voice came into their ears from a distance.
Following the voice, a petite figure with wavy hair appeared.
"Mom, Xiaonuan knew you would come here." Zhuang Xiaonuan tilted her neck and looked at her with her cute big eyes blinking.
Yun Qianran glanced at her two sons, "What did you just say?"
Yibao and Jinbao shuddered, "No, mom, this has absolutely nothing to do with us."
He saw such big news about the Raw Stone Club on the Internet, and he didn't believe that their father didn't see it.
Besides, my mother works in a jewelry company, so she would definitely come. My father would definitely think of it, so it is not normal for them to meet.
"snort!"
Yun Qianran glanced at them, leaned over and hugged Xiao Nuan in her arms, "I'll trust you one last time."
In the crowd in the distance, Zhuang Tingyun, who saw this scene, walked out with a smile, "Madam is really here. I said that Madam would definitely not miss such a grand event."
Zhuang Tingyun smiled and said, "Madam, do you want to buy some rough stones? I know a place where the goods are of very high quality."
Yun Qianran frowned slightly, while Yibao and the others exclaimed, "Really? Dad, take us there quickly."
"Okay, come with dad." Zhuang Tingyun glanced at him with a smile, but as soon as he glanced away, his attention was attracted by the blue and white porcelain.
"The blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty official kiln is of really good quality."
Zhuang Tingyun did not hide his admiration in his tone, "Did you pick it up yourself?"
"Yes, Dad. These were all bought by my brother. He spent six hundred and sixty dollars on them, which is a very auspicious number." Jinbao described them vividly.
Zhuang Tingyun burst out laughing. This little guy actually knows how to trick people.
"Then come with dad quickly, you will definitely like that place." Zhuang Tingyun had a big smile on his face.
The raw stone will be in a corner, an extremely inconspicuous edge location.
A young man in ordinary clothes, even wearing a straw hat, came to meet Zhuang Tingyun, "Mr. Ting, why are you so happy today?"
"Something happy must have happened." Zhuang Tingyun replied skillfully.
"The thing that would make Master Ting happy is..." The young man looked at Yun Qianran and the three babies beside him.
It's strange. In the past, Zhuang Tingyun always came alone, or at most brought his daughter with him, but today there were three more people coming at once.
"You don't understand." Zhuang Tingyun found that he was looking at Yun Qianran, and his mood instantly turned bad.
He stood in front of Yun Qianran calmly, pointed at a pile of raw stones on the ground and said, "Introduce them."
The young man's mouth twitched. He couldn't even take a look? Was Mr. Ting serious this time?
He quickly turned his eyes away, "It's guaranteed to be old material from old pits. The price ranges from five thousand to one million, depending on the size."
"Five thousand?" Yun Qianran was surprised that there were such cheap raw stones at the raw stone fair.
"Miss, do you want to try?" The young man picked up the rough stone in front of him, which was the size of an adult's fist, and gave it to her. "Five thousand yuan, if you make a profit, it's yours, if you lose, I'll compensate you."
She is Mr. Ting’s woman, and no matter whether Mr. Ting is serious about it or not, he must give her enough face.
Yun Qianran's eyes flashed, "Yibao, give me the money."
"Okay, Mom." Yibao carefully put down the blue and white porcelain and took out his mobile phone to pay.
The young man was surprised. This lady was no ordinary lady. She could let a child hold this Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain without worrying about it getting bumped or damaged.
Yun Qianran put Zhuang Xiaonuan down, took the raw stone and rubbed it in her palm, "Can we open it here?"
"Of course." The young man took out the machine and asked, "How do you want to operate it, Miss?"
"Wipe it." Yun Qianran thought. If her feeling was correct, something would appear under the three millimeters of stone skin at most.
"Okay." The young man prepared clean water and sandpaper and started working.
After about three minutes of rustling friction sound, a little bit of crystal appeared in their eyes.
"It's actually glass-type. Miss has good taste." The young man flattered her and continued to increase his strength, and soon the entire raw stone was polished out.
"Twenty thousand dollars, miss, will you sell it to me?" The young man looked at the glass seed in his hand and thought it would be no problem to sell it for hundreds of thousands if he casually forged it.
"You ask Mr. Ting. If he nods, I will sell it." Yun Qianran did not refuse.
The young man hurriedly returned the glass jadeite in his hand to her, "Miss, keep it."
Yun Qianran chuckled and handed it to Zhuang Xiaonuan, "This is for you, baby. Mom will make you a few pairs of jewelry later."
"Okay, thank you, Mom." She hugged Yun Qianran's neck and kissed her.
The young man was dumbfounded. What did he hear, Mom?
This woman is actually the mother of Mr. Ting’s daughter!
No wonder, no wonder Mr. Ting brought her to his stall.
"Miss, please take another look. These are all good products and the prices are absolutely fair. You can choose any one you like." The young man began to sell.
Yun Qianran glanced at it casually and said, "I want them all. How much?"
The young man looked at her deeply, "Miss, you are kidding me, right?"
He looked at the pile of raw stones behind him and quickly calculated in his mind, "My pile of goods has a cost of five million. If Miss wants all of them, take six million."
"Okay." Yun Qianran took out her cell phone and prepared to pay.
Seeing this, Zhuang Tingyun paid six million before her and said, "My money belongs to the Madam, don't be polite to me."
Yun Qianran stopped when she was about to pay. What was this? It was fine if she owed him a sleep, but here was another six million?
"Oh my, who is this? Why does he look so much like the brilliant Master Lia?"
"Master Lia is here, why don't you go inside? Don't you have money to buy something better at the small stall outside?"
Suddenly, a disturbing voice drew Yun Qianran's attention away.
She frowned and turned around, and when she saw the scene behind her clearly, she was shocked again. What the hell, how did these two guys get together?
As far as she could see, Chu Qingqing followed Yun Shenghui like a little bird, and the two of them approached her step by step from a far distance.
Among them, every time Chu Qingqing took a step, she looked at Yun Shenghui beside her with loving eyes. If people didn't know, most of them would think that Yun Shenghui was her lover.
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