Shen Zhishu laughed again, "Grandpa, I don't know how to appraise treasures, so I can't say how much it is worth. There are so many things here, and it's hard to tell whether they are real or fake. Maybe some shopkeepers don't know what the things they sell are, so they usually give buyers a psychological price. If it is a valuable genuine item, the buyer will buy it back at a low price and then resell it at a high price, and make a fortune."
Old man Shen seemed to understand, but he got the message that real antiques are very valuable and can be bought back for collection.
Maybe it can become a family heirloom. Didn't some wealthy families in ancient times have one or two such items?
The Shen family used to be extremely poor and had no heirlooms. Old man Shen remembered that when his parents died, they left behind a shabby house, three acres of land, a pig and a few chickens. These couldn't be considered treasures in any way, right?
So he thought he could look for so-called antiques here. If he was lucky enough to buy a real one, he could pass it down. The older it is, the more valuable it is!
Thinking of this, Old Man Shen became interested. "It sounds interesting. Why don't we go over and take a look? Who knows, we might be able to buy something that will appreciate in value."
The family walked for a while and found that the street was really full of these things. It could be called an antique street. Every store and stall had all kinds of bottles and jars and strange stones, as well as a lot of black old furniture, and even some selling stationery.
When I got closer, I saw that they were not selling stationery, but some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The owner said that these were also antiques.
"Aren't these a brush and paper? They're really antiques!" Old man Shen muttered.
The boss was a local, very hospitable, and spoke fluent Mandarin. At the moment, his shop was not busy, so he just started chatting with the old couple.
"Of course this is an antique, from the Ming and Qing dynasties! Old man, do you know the Wenchang Temple nearby?"
Old Mrs. Shen nodded, "I know. Our family went to visit yesterday."
"Really? Did you know that Wenchang Temple has a history of several hundred years? In the past, this was the place for the imperial examinations, which were similar to the current college entrance examinations, specifically for selecting talents! Just imagine, so many candidates had to eat and live here, and also had to buy some pens, ink, paper, and inkstones. They were all educated people, and there were so many people, so over time many shops opened here. So many shops here are century-old shops, including mine!"
The boss became more and more excited as he spoke, with a hint of pride between his eyebrows, "This shop of mine has been passed down from my grandfather's grandfather for many years. There are many good products, and I will never cheat anyone!"
"Oh, so that's it!" Old man Shen suddenly realized, "If you hadn't told us, we wouldn't have known about it. No wonder some shops out there have the words 'century-old shop' written on them."
Seeing that the family was dressed in fancy clothes and the younger generations were all very good-looking, they looked very elegant, more elegant than many wealthy bosses, and not like the children of ordinary families. The boss was interested in doing business with them, so he greeted them more enthusiastically, "It's too hot now, why don't you come in and sit down? How about a cup of tea? I have good tea here, I'll make you a pot! If you are interested, I can tell you about this antique!"
"That's great, but will it disturb your business?"
"No, no! Selling antiques is a lonely thing in itself. After all, many people don't understand antiques and just look at them and leave. It's hard to meet someone who understands antiques, so it won't affect my business, don't worry."
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