There were other customers looking at things nearby, and the stall owner no longer had the heart to make people laugh. He said, "Let's not argue. Take the ten yuan. If it's okay, it's okay. If not, please take another look."
Du Ruo took the black bowl and glanced at the stall next to her with hesitation. She handed over ten yuan and said, "Okay, how about you give me that small mirror too?"
The stall owner smiled and gave Du Ruo a meaningful look. "Sister, please stop joking. This mirror of mine is indeed not the one used by Yang Guifei. It is a genuine ancient bronze mirror. If you want to buy a mirror to match a bowl, I might give it to you."
Du Ruo was shocked. She suddenly remembered the story of the cat bowl. My goodness, those who can set up stalls here are not ordinary people. Who is thinking who is a fool?
The stall owner neatly wrapped the bowl, grabbed a plastic bag, and handed it to Du Ruo with a smile: "Big sister, please take it. Thank you for taking care of my business. See you next time."
Du Ruo took the plastic bag depressedly, holding it carelessly in her hand, and glanced at the bronze mirror reluctantly. She said, "Okay."
Du Ruo turned around and continued walking forward. After a few steps, he smiled broadly. "A black gold glaze bowl from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. Ten yuan. Not bad, not bad. It's worth the trip today."
Black gold glaze is a precious high-temperature colored glaze that was first created during the reign of Emperor Kangxi and truly matured during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng. This bowl has a uniform glaze color and is probably a genuine product from the Yongzheng period.
Thinking of the red line that kept jumping on the stall owner's head, Du Ruo smiled.
Du Ruo held the bowl in her arms and looked at the horizontal lines on these people's heads with interest.
The horizontal line jumps sometimes violently and sometimes weakly. Du Ruo judges that it must be related to the value of the object.
After looking around, she was a little surprised.
Many of the buyers in front of the stall have lost money.
It was only the late 1980s, and already half of the items on this stall were fakes. Oh my god, no wonder some people lost their fortunes collecting antiques. The waters here are really deep.
Suddenly, she found that there were two people in front of her, and the horizontal lines above their heads did not fluctuate at all, which was quite strange.
Du Ruo walked forward calmly. In front of the stall squatted a middle-aged woman with patched clothes on her body, which was rare in the provincial capital.
Especially now, it has been more than ten years since the reform and opening up, and there are many people wearing old clothes, and it is common to see clothes with one or two patches.
Especially for children's pants, whether they are scratched or not, they will usually have a patch on the knees. Usually, it is the grandmother or grandmother in the family who is willing to do this.
But it is not common to see a sister-in-law like this one, who is of this age and whose clothes are made of washed-out fabrics and have several patches on them.
Then she said, "My husband broke his leg and needs money for surgery urgently. How can we rural people afford so much money? These are really old things in our family. Can you give us a few more?"
The stall owner said, "Sister-in-law, it's not that I don't have sympathy, but let me be frank, the people who come here nowadays are really all kinds of people.
The day before yesterday, Old Wu from the stall next door made a move because he felt sorry for the man who was starving with his child, and he ended up in trouble.
The elder sister-in-law said anxiously: "Brother, I am telling the truth. Why don't you come with me to the hospital?"
The stall owner said, "Sister-in-law, I'm just doing a small business, not charity. My family is so poor that we can barely afford to eat. We're all miserable people. I can only give you 500 yuan for this thing, but you want 1,000 yuan. We can't reach an agreement."
The sister-in-law said, "My mother-in-law said this is a family heirloom, how can it not be valuable?"
The stall owner said, "Sister-in-law, this bronze wine jar of yours is genuine. It's from the Shang Dynasty, so it must be thousands of years old. But I'm a small business, so I can only offer 500 yuan for it."
The sister-in-law eagerly picked up a piece of jade and said, "Isn't this valuable? My mother-in-law said it's made of jade."
The stall owner sighed and said, "Sister-in-law, this is a genuine ancient jade. You said the owner of that shop didn't want to buy it, but he was trying to lower your price. I would like to buy it, but I don't have that much money.
This is a good thing, please don't sell it cheaply. Whoever picks it up will be rich. But I only have 500 yuan in my pocket, how about I lend it to you first?"
The sister-in-law had no choice but to say, "My husband's leg will cost more than 2,000 yuan to heal.
If I could sell this for a thousand yuan, I'd go home and sell all the houses and land in my hometown, and then I'd be able to borrow less. The five hundred yuan you gave me is too little. When will I be able to pay off this debt?"
The stall owner said, "I'm poor too. If I were, I'd be helping you. I have no other choice. I have an 80-year-old mother at home who's paralyzed on the kang."
Du Ruo stepped forward and said, "Sister-in-law, can I see your things?"
The sister-in-law immediately stood up and rubbed her hands on her clothes unconsciously. She said, "Big sister, look."
Du Ruo casually rummaged through her small pocket and found only three things: a jade ornament, a wine jar, and a small copper hook.
Du Ruo glanced at the top of her head. This time there was a fluctuation, which was interesting.
Du Ruo said, "These are all made of copper, not worth much. But this jade one is worth two cents. Since the stall owner offered 500 yuan, I will offer 800 yuan. I have never seen jade like this before. I will buy it home and study it."
The sister-in-law and the stall owner looked at each other with a smile in their eyes. The woman was dressed very beautifully and it was obvious that she was not short of money. But her taste was a complete fool.
Gold, copper, jade? Is this antique worth looking at like that?
The sister-in-law said, "Sister, my husband is waiting for help, can you add some more?"
Du Ruo hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Then I don't want it. The jade is only worth a little money, but I don't think it's worth eight hundred yuan. The jade pendant that was bigger than this one on the stall just now was only two hundred yuan."
When the sister-in-law saw that she really turned around and left, she suddenly became a little anxious. It is not easy to meet a big fish, let alone a female comrade with a little brain, which is even more difficult to meet.
She stretched out her hands to stop Du Ruo and said, "Eight hundred yuan is eight hundred yuan. If it doesn't work, I'll go back to the countryside and borrow some from my relatives."
Du Ruo hesitated a little, looked back, and seemed to want to change his mind.
The stall owner said, "Lady, this is not how you do things. Do you understand the rules of the Antique Street? We were just discussing business, and you butted in. You were wrong in the first place.
Now you want to go back on your word, how can that be? You set the price, so you have to accept it.
Besides, this sister-in-law is not having a good time either, she has a sick family member. I see you are not short of money, so just consider it as a good deed.”
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