"Well, forget it, let's just go with the price you said!"
As expected, the man finally gritted his teeth and accepted the price. He felt that the box was so exquisite and most likely a treasure from the palace, so he would make a good deal if he bought it.
"I'll give you a five-dollar deposit first, and I'll give you the rest of the money after I find a car!" After saying that, the man counted out five dollars and handed it over.
The stall owner, who looked like a prince, didn't even raise his eyelids. He pointed at the wooden box at his feet with his fan and said, "Throw it in there, and go find a car. I can close the stall as I please!"
Hearing this, the man said no more and hurried to find a car.
After he left, Chen Jun weighed the copper coin in his hand and said, "One dollar, boss, you made a lot of money from the wooden boxes last week, so I'll give you a little less, okay?"
Um??
When Prince Beile heard this, he quickly looked in the direction the man had gone, and was relieved to see that the other party had not heard him.
"What about last week? Don't talk nonsense, kid."
He didn't expect Chen Jun to be so powerful that he could see through the inside of the wooden box even in the dark.
Worried that Chen Jun would ruin his good fortune, Prince Beile waved his hand quickly: "One dollar is one dollar, let you take advantage of it."
Pay and leave.
Chen Jun didn't stop for long and happily stuffed a few copper coins into his pocket.
As for the man who was cheated, Chen Jun didn't interfere. In the antique business, making money or losing money depends entirely on one's ability, and one has to admit it if he made a mistake.
After walking a few dozen meters further in, Chen Jun discovered that the deeper he went into the black market, the more talented people there were.
There are a whole row of half-human-high porcelain vases, which look quite intimidating, but there is a 99% chance that these big ones are ordinary goods.
Moreover, porcelain does not become valuable just by being stored for a long time; it is the porcelain itself that has value.
The most easily understood example is the porcelain produced by folk kilns and official kilns. The quality is very different. The porcelain produced by official kilns is for the rich and powerful, while the porcelain produced by folk kilns is for ordinary people.
There is a big difference between the two, and the prices are definitely different. The longer they are stored, the bigger the price difference will be.
Ignoring the row of large porcelain bottles, Chen Jun discovered something quite interesting.
A Maitreya Buddha carved from wood.
But the posture of this Maitreya Buddha is somewhat different from the usual ones, and he looks very leisurely.
After squatting down and taking a closer look, Chen Jun looked up at the stall owner.
The stall owner said nothing, but just held out his palm and raised it upwards, meaning that you can just look around.
Seeing this, Chen Jun picked up the Maitreya Buddha directly, but his eyes glanced towards the niche where the Maitreya Buddha was placed.
The material is actually ebony!
Not only are the materials valuable, but they are also very old, dating back to the Ming Dynasty.
Wow, it’s a treasure.
"Boss, how much is this Maitreya Buddha?"
"I bought it for 50 cents and I'm selling it for one dollar. No bargaining allowed." The boss was an honest man and told the boss his cost directly.
Be frank and don't bargain.
It was the first time that Chen Jun encountered such a boss in the black market. He smiled and replied, "One dollar is enough. I won't bargain, but you have to give me this shrine."
"Two Buddhist shrines."
Obviously, the boss also thinks that this Buddhist shrine is a good thing, and the price is on the wood-carved Maitreya Buddha paper.
"no problem!"
Chen Jun didn't bargain and just counted out three dollars and handed it over.
"Well, have a nice trip!" The boss took the money and bowed to Chen Jun.
Chen Jun took the Buddhist shrine away, walked a few steps, and looked at the shrine carefully, confirming that it was an old item.
Although I don’t know how much it can be sold for, I’m sure I’ll make a profit.
Just after putting the things into the warehouse, Chen Jun heard a commotion not far away. He could vaguely hear someone shouting something like "Hurry up, the red armbands are coming" or something like that.
Crash~~~
The originally quiet park suddenly became bustling with activity. The stall owners quickly packed up their things and started to run away.
In less than a minute, he had already run away.
Good job!
These stall owners react very quickly and you can tell at first glance that they are experienced people who often come to the black market.
Naturally, Chen Jun did not stay either. He trotted out of the park and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.
I just didn't expect that the courtyard house at this point would be so lively.
Pushing his bicycle into the yard, Chen Jun found that there were many people standing in the central courtyard. Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were all there, and even Lin Yao came to watch the fun.
In the middle, stood two police officers in uniform.
"Silly Zhu, what's going on? Why are you here at the police station in the middle of the night?" Chen Jun glanced at Qin Huairu who was standing opposite the police station and asked casually, "Did Jia Dongxu hang himself?"
"Hang...hanged?" Sha Zhu was obviously choked by Chen Jun's words, and then he lowered his voice to explain: "It seems that he came because of the human traffickers. He said he wanted to take Jia Dongxu away to find out the situation."
"But Jia Dongxu lost another leg today. Not only did he refuse to cooperate, he even threw things around in the house. Qin Huairu was worried that Jia Dongxu would be upset, so she asked him to come to the courtyard."
Understand the situation?
It’s the middle of the night, I’m afraid it’s not that easy to understand the situation.
Chen Jun narrowed his eyes and looked towards the door of the Jia family.
"Comrade, you have seen my husband's condition. If you need to know anything, you can ask me, or wait until he is more stable before asking." Qin Huairu said with an embarrassed look: "He had a broken leg before, and now the traffickers broke his only good leg. It's hard for him to accept it for a while."
The police waved their hands and said, "Jia Dongxu's leg was not broken by the traffickers, but by the children in the house."
"What?" Qin Huairu thought there was something wrong with her ears.
Was Jia Dongxu's heart broken by those little mutes shivering in the corner?
So possible!
She was also present when Jia Dongxu was rescued during the day. How could those little mutes have the courage to hit Jia Dongxu's legs?
Qin Huairu even felt that Jia Dongxu could scare a few timid mutes to tears just by yelling in the house.
"Then why did they smash my husband's legs? Public security comrades, you have to take charge of this matter for my husband and make them pay compensation!" Qin Huairu couldn't help feeling happy at the same time as she was puzzled.
Normally, if you hit someone, you have to pay some money. If you break a leg, you should at least pay a hundred or eighty yuan, right?
Unexpectedly, the leading police officer shook his head seriously and said, "There is no compensation at the moment, but according to them, Jia Dongxu has cooperated with the traffickers and wants to abduct all the children in your courtyard. He has even informed the two girls in the middle courtyard and the back courtyard of their routes to school."
"If you hadn't interrupted their plan, the traffickers would have taken action tomorrow morning."
"We came here this time to find Jia Dongxu to verify the true situation. If your leg is broken, we can arrange a car. Anyway, we must go to the institute tonight."
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