Jiang Xia looked at the ancient book in front of him, still unsure whether it was real or fake. He shifted his gaze away and glanced at the antique objects placed next to it, pointing at one of them.
"This thing looks pretty good, 倲志, these things of yours are not from a bad source, are they?"
Jiang Xia pointed to an ancient bronze bowl, the size of a palm, which looked a bit like an ancient drinking bowl. There was also a piece of broken jade half the size of a palm placed next to it. The carvings on the jade bowl looked very good, but it was very old.
"These are my family's heirlooms. We hid them away at the time to avoid them being destroyed. Now I have no choice but to sell them. If you like them, I can give you a discount." The man's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Xia's words and he spoke quickly.
These days, what everyone cares about is having enough food and drink. He has put these things here for a few days, but no one has even taken a look at them. Now that a sucker has finally come to him, he can't let him get away.
He had dug these things out while he was collecting grass for pigs in the mountains a few days ago.
He had not read many books and did not recognize any characters. He found these things in the way even when he was using them to scoop water from his home.
"One, one ten bucks." The man spoke and looked at Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia was dressed like a city dweller. Nowadays, city dwellers are all rich. It is said that one can earn thirty or forty bucks a month.
Jiang Xia frowned slightly when he heard the price quoted by the other party.
"Ten dollars." Lu Yuanting spoke from the side. His face was stern and he stared at the things on the stall with a calm voice.
"These things of yours are not antiques. The style of this wine glass and jade cup seem to be from the Qing Dynasty, which was only more than ten years ago. If they were antiques, every household would be able to take out decades-old items." Lu Yuanting said.
"Yeah, Mr. Zhi, ten dollars, how about this together? Think about it carefully. These days, apart from foreigners who are curious, few people will buy this. We are not a big place like Haicheng, and basically no foreigners come here." Jiang Xia followed Lu Yuanting's words.
After listening to Jiang Xia and Lu Yuanting's conversation, the vendor relaxed, as he felt that ten dollars was a good profit.
If they can't sell it, they'll tear it up and paste it on the windows, or they'll use the cups and whatever to put a candle on.
"Okay." The vendor said and handed the item to Jiang Xia.
There were no plastic bags those days, so the things were just put into a net bag and Jiang Xia carried it.
Jiang Xia took the Mountain Doctor's Book in his hand, ready to go back and take a closer look to see if it was the same book he had read in his previous life.
The two men left the hawker's stall, and Jiang Xia looked at Lu Yuanting.
"Lu Yuanting, do you also know about antiques?" Jiang Xia was quite curious.
"I don't understand." Lu Yuanting lowered his eyes and looked at the person standing next to him, watching the other person's mood change visibly. After buying something he liked and wanted, his eyes lit up with obvious joy, and the corners of his pink mouth also raised a little.
Her voice is brisk and soft.
Lu Yuanting looked at the old things in Jiang Xia's arms.
Unexpectedly, he is easy to please and satisfy.
"Then why do you say this is something from the Qing Dynasty?" Jiang Xia was surprised when he heard Lu Yuanting's answer.
"Jiang Xiazhi, in your heart I am a serious, rigid man who can't adapt and can't even tell a lie?" Lu Yuanting looked at Jiang Xia's surprised expression and spoke.
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