"Three hundred yuan is a great value for the money. Not a penny less." The old lady said firmly.
Although Huang Yuelan had not had time to count how much money she had earned today, she could roughly estimate that the money she brought was definitely less than three hundred yuan.
"What a pity! I don't have that much money today. I can only wait until later." Huang Yuelan felt a little regretful. After all, if she came again next week, it would still be questionable whether the dagger would be there. It might have been bought by someone else.
However, the old lady didn't want to let Huang Yuelan go easily. After all, it was not easy to meet a client after waiting for a whole night.
Antiques are not only worthless nowadays, but also dangerous items. No one wants to put these time bombs in their home. If they are discovered by others, you will definitely be in big trouble.
Some people voluntarily destroyed the treasures passed down from their ancestors, while others secretly hid them for fear that others would find out.
The old lady has been here for several days, and only two people have asked about the price.
The man yesterday only offered fifty dollars and wouldn't give a dollar more. The old lady felt that it was no different from robbery, so she didn't sell it even though she needed the money urgently.
If she let Huang Yuelan go today, she didn't know when she would meet the next customer. Besides, she saw that Huang Yuelan's business was pretty good and the money must be more than 50 yuan.
The customer can wait, but the grandson’s illness cannot wait. The sooner the treatment is given, the better.
"How much money do you have? My grandson urgently needs money for medical treatment. A little less is fine," said the old lady.
Huang Yuelan took out all the money in her pocket. After counting, there was a total of 227 yuan, plus some tickets.
"Grandma, I have 227 yuan here, plus some food coupons and non-staple food coupons." Huang Yuelan replied.
The old lady thought that more than two hundred yuan would definitely be enough to pay for the medical treatment, which was much better than the fifty yuan she had given before.
Besides, there are not many people who can take out two or three hundred yuan at once, and even fewer people who can take out two or three hundred yuan to buy antiques.
"Since you really like this thing, I will sell it to you today. Maybe this is a fate destined by God. More than two hundred yuan is fine, and you can give me some food coupons to pay for it." The old lady felt that more than two hundred yuan would definitely be enough for medical treatment, and these coupons could also be used to buy food. It was the best of both worlds, which was much better than the three hundred yuan she had originally planned to ask for.
Huang Yuelan was very happy to learn that the old lady was willing to sell it to her at a low price.
Huang Yueqiang watched from the side, but he had some thoughts in his mind.
What are these antiques for? They are not enough to eat or wear. With the good public security now, people do not pick up things on the road. They do not need daggers for self-defense. If they keep them at home, they may be reported. Why buy these dangerous items?
Although he didn't agree with his sister's approach in his heart, he didn't stop her. He felt that his sister always had her own reasons for doing things and would not buy this thing for no reason.
"Thank you so much, grandma." Huang Yuelan handed the money and food coupons to the grandma, and the grandma handed the antique dagger to Huang Yuelan.
The two people settled the matter and were both happy.
On the way back to the guesthouse, Huang Yueqiang asked to clear up the doubts in his heart: "Sister, why do we have to buy a dagger with the money we have worked so hard to earn? It can't be eaten as food, nor can it be worn as clothes. The most important thing is that it will be difficult to sell it if we want to use the money in the future."
Huang Yuelan thought: Of course you don’t know, these antiques will only be valuable after a few decades.
"Although it can't be exchanged for food and drink right now, you have to believe your sister. Decades later, this dagger can be exchanged for a luxury car or even a mansion, with a value ranging from hundreds of thousands to tens of millions." Huang Yuelan said to her brother.
Huang Yueqiang: "Sister, who knows what it will be like in a few decades? Let alone tens of millions, hundreds of thousands, I dare not imagine it, but, sister, I believe you."
Whether all this will come true can only be verified by time.
At the moment, what my sister said seems like a fairy tale, not realistic at all. If I tell others about it, they will say that my sister is dreaming.
Nowadays, let alone assets of tens of thousands, those with assets over a thousand are considered wealthy people in the village.
With assets numbering in the hundreds of thousands, I wouldn't even dare to think about it, let alone dream about it.
However, after so many years of experience, Huang Yueqiang summed up a truth: his sister would not harm him, and what his sister said was very trustworthy.
"It cannot be realized now, but we must look at the problem from the perspective of development. There is a saying that goes: gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times. Our country will surely develop better and better, and at that time antiques will be particularly valuable." Huang Yuelan explained.
Huang Yueqiang seemed to understand, but his sister's words were the truth, and he nodded quickly: "Sister is right, the country will definitely get better and better, and these things will definitely become more and more valuable."
If it is true as my sister said, then their family will really live a good life in the future.
Arriving at the door of the guesthouse, the front desk stopped Huang Yuelan and said, "Wait a moment, you two."
Huang Yuelan stopped and the other party handed her a thermos of hot water.
"This is freshly boiled hot water. Bring it up. You can drink it if you are thirsty at night."
"Thank you." Huang Yuelan thought that the service attitude of this guesthouse was really good. They even prepared hot water.
After all, being a receptionist in a guesthouse is still a very good position right now, and it's almost like a stable job. No matter how well or badly you do your job, you will get paid so much money every month. Therefore, many receptionists have a very bad service attitude. It's good enough if they don't give you the cold shoulder, let alone boil hot water for you.
There are several guest houses in the city, and there are several nearby.
Seeing how enthusiastic the waiter was, Huang Yuelan decided to visit again next time.
After returning to the room, Huang Yuelan bolted the door from the inside, and came under the light bulb and took out the knife she had just bought.
Just now there were no lights at the night market and it was pitch black, so I couldn’t see clearly. Now I can see more clearly under the low-wattage bulbs.
The patterns on this scabbard are very delicate, and it is inlaid with some pearls and gems.
At first glance, you can tell that these pearls and gems are priceless.
Looking at the forging craftsmanship and the carvings on it, it is clear that the first owner of this dagger must have been a wealthy and powerful person. If not a royal relative, he must have been an important official in the court. Ordinary people would not even have the chance to see it, let alone own it.
"Sister, this dagger is so beautiful! It's like a work of art." Huang Yueqiang couldn't help but sigh after seeing it from the side.
Huang Yuelan pulled out the dagger and held it in her hand to admire it carefully. At this moment, a hair happened to fall on the knife and the hair broke into two pieces at once.
As expected, this dagger is a precious sword.
The legendary sword or knife can cut through iron like mud.
Huang Yuelan looked around the room. Although there were some iron objects, they all belonged to the guesthouse and could not be damaged.
Huang Yuelan suddenly thought of the enamel pot she brought with her. Although the surface was porcelain, the inside was indeed made of iron.
After taking it out, Huang Yuelan used the dagger to cut the handle of the jar.
With a slight touch, the handle of the enamel pot fell off.
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