Chapter 159 Buying antiques is like buying cabbages
Let him be a money-grubber.
Zhu Suisui didn't care about this comment at all. She said bluntly: "Who doesn't love big groups? Those who have no desire for money are gods. I am an ordinary person who just likes the sound of banknotes."
She also looked at Wu Wenrou, "Wenrou, what do you think?"
"Sister Sui is right!" Wu Wenrou also loves money, otherwise why would a girl like her work as a bodyguard? Is it just to make money after having enough food?
Anyone who doesn't love money is definitely a hypocrite.
After hearing this, Yan Ziqing opened his mouth, then closed it again.
No matter what I say at this moment, it will be inappropriate.
After Zhu Suisui filled in the details, the three of them went out together.
Yan Ziqing had been here before. A few of them first took a hailed tricycle, and when they arrived at the station, they got off the car and found a fellow villager riding a tricycle nearby, and went all the way to their destination.
On the road.
Yan Ziqing then told him where he was going.
It turns out that there is a rather special place in Yicheng.
As mentioned earlier, She County under Yicheng has a long history. The treasures that were exiled aroused people's greed, so this place became a frequented destination for a group of backpackers. Over time, the development here gradually took shape.
There are a lot of good things.
Even some national treasures that appear on the market in the future may have come from here.
In the early years, a farmer discovered a cultural relic site when he was reclaiming land.
At that time, the country's policy on protecting cultural relics was not perfect, and the Cultural Relics Administration did not pay enough attention to it. Many treasures had been stolen before the experts arrived.
In fact, the farmers didn’t understand. They just thought that these things could be taken home for use. As for whether they were treasures or not, who cared about these things when they couldn’t even have enough to eat at that time?
After a while.
After it was passed around so many times, no one knew where it ended up.
The place we are going to is a place that was just established in the past two years and specializes in purchasing and selling cultural relics.
It is similar to the antique markets in Old Beijing, where the items are collected by people from the countryside who dig up the land. The difference is that there are more things and treasures here.
Yan Ziqing sometimes went to the countryside by himself, and sometimes went to antique markets like this one.
It was a bit inconvenient to go to the countryside with two female comrades, Zhu Suisui, so we just came here.
Waiting to the place.
The three got off the tricycle.
Looking at the scene before my eyes, it is even more spectacular than the old city, with more things, a larger area, and a more mixed crowd.
They were wearing big cotton jackets, with their hands in their pockets. Some of them were smoking. There were antiques displayed in front of them. In the cold winter moon, they were wearing dog-head hats. No one shouted, but if you liked something, you could just sit down.
Everyone buys or sells things secretly, and others will not deliberately interrupt, everything is done in private.
Seeing Zhu Suisui eager to try, Yan Ziqing thought for a moment and said, "Are you planning to stay with me, or should we separate?"
There is no reason for two people to pick up the spoils together.
It all depends on personal vision.
What if one of them takes a fancy to something and the other thinks it is not worth it? Should he say it or not?
If you tell it, and the other party is wrong, they will always complain in their heart. If you don't tell it, and the other party is wrong, they will still complain.
Zhu Suisui also knew about this situation. Thinking that Wu Wenrou was by his side, he was not worried about his own safety. "Let's separate. Stay in this area. Let's keep an eye on each other. If anything happens, I'll call you."
That's fine too.
Yan Ziqing nodded.
Then he shouldn't be too far away, at least he can make sure he can hear Zhu Sui's shouting.
The two separated.
Wu Wenrou knows nothing about this business. Her main responsibility is to protect Zhu Suisui's safety. There are too many people here, so she has to follow closely.
The two of them walked around from house to house.
Zhu Suisui looked at a few and collected some things along the way.
Whenever she came across one with red mist, she would pick it and buy it.
Wu Wenrou looked at her posture, somewhat stunned.
Even though she didn't understand the business, she had just seen other people buying things. The process was very slow and it took several repetitions before someone would be interested in something.
But Zhu Suisui is different. She buys things just like buying cabbage in the vegetable market.
Steady, accurate and ruthless, yet very casual.
He casually asked the price, then lowered the price of the item and stated his ideal price. After some back and forth, the two of them finally settled on Zhu Suisui adding another five or eight dollars to the price.
After this trip, I gained a lot.
I bought about seven or eight pieces.
Zhu Suisui thought that if he resold these things, he could make at least two to three thousand yuan in profit.
This place is indeed a good place.
Too many treasures.
However, the most valuable one is the red mist, and I didn’t see anything above the blue mist.
It's a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Zhu Suisui is not greedy and wins by quantity, which adds up to considerable profits.
After seven or eight items, it only cost me a little over a hundred yuan.
While strolling around, Zhu Suisui came to a stall.
An object caught her attention.
It's a calligraphy painting.
Zhu Suisui was surprised that the color of the calligraphy and painting was a very light green mist.
This is rare.
The soul bottle before had a thick red mist, but this calligraphy and painting has a light green mist.
So is this a new color, or is there something else going on?
In addition, there is another treasure in this stall which is blue mist, and the rest are mostly red mist.
This stall owner actually collected quite a few treasures.
Zhu Suisui took the small stool and sat down directly.
Hear the movement.
The stall owner, who had been keeping his head down, now raised his head.
He was dressed in bulky clothes and wrapped himself tightly, with a dog-head hat covering his entire head, and a mask on his face, which was covered tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
How to describe the eyes?
Her eyes were as translucent as black glass, and her peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, with thick eyelashes, which made her eyes look even more affectionate.
If one's mind is not strong enough, the stall owner's eyes will be numb when he looks at you.
However, Zhu Suisui did not look at it for long, but asked: "Boss, how do you sell this calligraphy and painting?"
She has seen too many good-looking people. She herself is good-looking enough, and there is also Lu Lanxu, who is also an existence that cannot be ignored. Zhu Suisui really doesn't need to be infatuated with a stranger.
This is not as good-looking as the antiques that can be sold for money.
After seeing Zhu Suisui clearly, the stall owner narrowed his eyes slightly, then tilted his head and said with a silly look: "I only exchange here, I don't sell."
Is this true?
Zhu Sui had never encountered this before, so it was naturally strange to hear about it now.
She was somewhat interested in the calligraphy and painting after all. She had a Song Dynasty Jun kiln porcelain with green mist in her hand, which was very valuable. The calligraphy and painting with light green mist must be good.
It would be fine if I hadn't seen it, but now that I have seen it, I am itching to the point of unbearable pain.
She thought for a moment and said, "What do you want?"
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