Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

Wen Liyan didn't understand what Jiang Mu was doing to show off his skills, he just started to wander off the street with Jiang Mu.

He didn't know what was worth seeing in those messes on the stalls, but since she was so happy, just stroll around and let her relax.

Jiang Mu swayed slowly, looking at the stalls one by one, looking for a target.

In the end, I stopped under the booth where one person was comparing. A blue cloth was full of tattered books, all kinds of big money, gray jade, and a few things that I didn’t know were inkstones or wood products. Two large blue-and-white porcelain jars were placed at both ends of the stall.

There were two men standing in front of the stall. The stall owner was recommending a small bowl of blue-and-white porcelain to the two of them. The stall owner's introduction was full of passion, but Jiang Mu was attracted by a small gray bottle.

The small bottle was not big, she turned her hands upside down, she wiped it with her hands, and she could barely see some of the original porcelain color, but if you discerned carefully, you could still distinguish the patterns hidden under the dusty pulp. Jiang Mu was a little excited, secretly looking forward to it.

She turned over the small bottle and wanted to see the signature. This kind of thing basically has signatures and signatures, which are an important sign to identify old objects.

But, unfortunately, the bottom of this small bottle is also gray, and I can't see any signatures. She wiped it hard, frowning to tell the difference, but it still doesn't work.

Wen Liyan watched her pay attention to the small bottle for a long time, and also squatted down, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Mu returned to his senses and nodded, "It feels very interesting."

"Boss, how much is this small bottle?" Jiang Mu asked.

The stall owner just said that he was a little tired. He took the thermos and poured half a cup of water into the large enamel cup. He didn't know what tea was put in it. When the wind blew, there was some tea fragrance in the gloomy climate.

"This is a good thing. It's an old thing I received from the countryside. Things from the Kangxi period are very valuable. Depending on how old you are, it's only 10 yuan."

Jiang Muxing's eyes widened, and she put down the small bottle in her palm, "It's just such a gray bottle, it's going to be a big unity? It's scary."

When the stall owner saw Jiang Mu put down the small bottle, he immediately said, "This is not a small bottle, this is the snuff bottle used by Lord Kangxi! If you buy it now, you can make a lot of money if you change it."

"Since you can make a lot of money, why don't you sell it yourself, boss, and still put it here?" Jiang Mu said directly, "Let's go, the bosses here are all liars."

"Hahahaha!" The stall owner from the adjacent stall laughed, "Did you hear that, the little girl said that you are lying! Girl, come to see me, tell me what you like, I will never lie to you."

When Jiang Mu's eyes lit up, he turned around and forgot the small bottle he was interested in just now, and walked towards the stall next to him.

"Hey hey hey! Don't go, girl." The stall owner immediately stopped people, joking, this has not been opened for a whole day, and business has finally come to the door, how can you just give up.

Jiang Mu stopped and turned around again.

"Girl, don't be in such a hurry, everything is negotiable." Seeing that the stall owner was stopped, he was relieved. He bent down and picked up the small bottle that Jiang Mu had just put in its place, and said with a smile, "Girl, this is The thing is called a snuff bottle. It is a good thing used by the emperors of the Qing Dynasty. It has been handed down for hundreds of years. If you really like it, my uncle will sell it to you for 8 yuan."

Jiang Mu: "One piece."

The stall owner didn't swallow the tea in one breath, and coughed directly, his face turned red, "Where can you talk about business like this, how can you lower the price so hard?"

Jiang Mu pretended to be naive, "I'm still a student, and I don't know how to talk about business."

"5 yuan, it can't be any lower," said the stall owner.

"One yuan, it can't be any higher." Jiang Mu followed suit.

The nearby stall owner was watching the play, thinking that the two of them were very funny, and laughed out loud.

The stall owner gritted his teeth, "One piece is definitely not enough, this is a snuff bottle from the Qing Dynasty, and it can't be less than 5 pieces."

"Oh." Jiang Mu turned around again and walked towards the stall next to him.

"Wait! Wait!" The stall owner pulled her back again, gritted her teeth, and stretched out four fingers, "4 yuan!"

Jiang Mu, however, was not satisfied, so he snapped two of his fingers and raised a smile, "Let's make a compromise, 2 yuan."

The stall owner took a deep breath. He had never met anyone who bargained for such a price. "I'll just open it for 2 yuan and take it away." Anyway, this item was also a free gift from the last time I received it. , can sell a little is a little, enough for today's meal!

As soon as Jiang Mu took out her pocket, she remembered that her money had just been deposited in the passbook in the bank, and now there is not a penny in her pocket.

Standing beside him, Wen Liyan, who never spoke, took out two banknotes and handed them over.

Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief and was very fortunate, "Fortunately, I have you."

Wen Liyan smiled and fell in love with the feeling of helping her pay, "see if there is anything else you like, I'll bring the money."

Jiang Mu put the newly acquired snuff bottle in his backpack, his eyes were shining, he walked and continued to watch. "

"I'll take the bag, you can focus on it." Without waiting for Jiang Mu's consent, Wen Liyan took the backpack from her and straddled it on his arm.

Jiang Mu blinked, very relieved, knowing that he helped girls carry bags, straight men's cancer is not incurable, it seems that it is possible to find a girlfriend.

Seeing her smile, Wen Liyan was very happy. It turned out that she liked to be helped to carry her bag, and he decided to carry all the schoolbags for her to go to school in the future.

When the two arrived at the booth next door where they had talked earlier, Jiang Mu glanced at it. The booth was basically filled with dishes, mostly porcelain. Some of them were bright in color and complete in appearance, and some had broken porcelain. Up there are old and broken, true and false, false and true, if you want to get good goods, it really depends on your eyesight.

However, in this day and age, there are a lot of genuine goods.

"Girl, what do you fancy, tell uncle, uncle will give you a preferential price." The stall owner smiled kindly.

Jiang Mu squatted down, looked at this, and fiddled with that. She didn't seem to be in high interest, but when she got started, she carefully distinguished the feeling, and only when it felt right would she read it carefully.

The feeling of getting started with porcelain is very important. Jiang Mu used to follow the old professor and often got started with all kinds of antiques. Feel.

"How is it? Are you interested?" the stall owner asked while smoking a cigarette.

Jiang Mu sighed, "Our family has no shortage of bowls for eating, plates for vegetables, and a teapot for drinking tea, but we don't need a teacup. These things are useless."

When the stall owner heard it, he couldn't help laughing and crying, "Girl, what I buy here are all old objects, all antiques, not dishes for eating. You can't treat these objects according to this."

Jiang Mu rested his chin in one hand, "I don't understand antiques either."

"Then why did you just buy that snuff bottle?" The stall owner continued to guide.

"I haven't seen it before, I think it's very interesting." Jiang Mu said casually.

The stall owner paused and looked at his belongings. She must have seen dishes and dishes. He picked up a large object, a porcelain jar about 20 centimeters high.

"This is the famous plain three-color, from the Qing Dynasty, with exquisite and vivid drawings, with yellow painted butterflies, green painted bamboo, and white painted bird's belly, painted on the bottom of the mouth.

Jiang Mu took it and stroked the bottle with her fingers. The familiar touch made her tremble. She tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart.

"Girl, how is it? Haven't seen it before?"

Jiang Mu nodded.

The stall owner was happy, "How do you feel? Do you want to buy it back?"

Jiang Mu casually turned the bottle around and looked at the bottom of the bottle. It was clean and had no words. It shouldn't be. How could it not have a year number? This must be real, not a fake.

Jiang Mu looked at the inside of the bottle, the sunlight was not very good, and the light was not enough. It was Jiang Mu's eyesight, and he could only see a vague trace. It would be nice to have a flashlight.

The stall owner saw that she was looking seriously, her smile brightened, and the fan in her hand fanned more diligently, "How is it? It's a good thing, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"How much? Our family just lacks a vase." Jiang Mu asked.

The stall owner immediately extended a slap.

"50? Is this too expensive?" Jiang Mu was so frightened that he immediately put down the vase.

The stall owner almost didn't come up in one breath, and was choked to death by this, "50 yuan, 500 yuan!"

Jiang Muxing rolled her eyes and waved her hands again and again, "It's too expensive, forget it, 500 yuan is enough for our family's living expenses for half a year."

"Girl, I think we are destined, so I'll give you a little cheaper, 400 yuan, how about it?"

"Do you think I'm someone with 400 yuan?" Jiang Mu continued to observe other things on the booth.

The stall owner said with a smile, "I just saw that you came out of Boss Chen's pawn shop. You just finished pawning, how could you have no money?"

Jiang Muxing squinted slightly, this person stared at her early in the morning.

"100."

The stall owner immediately felt the frustration of the stall owner just now, "This can't be, this can't, absolutely can't, 350, this is the lowest price!"

"No! 350 yuan is too much! I think 100 yuan is just right."

"100 yuan is just right? How can this be just right??" The stall owner felt a little tired, "Girl, do you really want it?"

"My family lacks a vase." Jiang Mu repeated.

The stall owner was about to cry, "Then how much do you want to give."

Jiang Mu: "100 yuan."

The stall owner: "..."

Now it was the other stall owners' turn to laugh at him.

The stall owner sighed, "300 yuan, it can't be any lower."

Jiang Mu: "I bought it for 200 yuan."

The stall owner gritted his teeth, "Deal."

Wen Liyan paid directly without any objection.

Jiang Mu's face was full of smiles, his almond eyes were slightly curved, and he was very happy.

When the other stall owners saw it, they made 200 yuan in just a few minutes. They were a little jealous, and their eyes were shining when they looked at Jiang Mu.

"Girl, come and see my booth! See if you like it, uncle will give you a discount!"

"Come and see me!"

"I have a rare item, it's definitely something you haven't seen before, girl."

However, Jiang Mu did not buy anything else. She had no money in her pocket. Although Wen Liyan had money on her body, it was estimated that it was not much. Besides, this was the first time she had found a leak since she was reborn. Whether it is the real product she thought, or try a little first, don't go too far.

The two did not go home and went directly to the hospital.

Seeing Jiang Mu and Wen Liyan leaving, the other stall owners didn't even look at their stalls. At the same time, they were envious of the stall owners who were selling goods.

"Old Yang, you've really made a good start today. It's 200 yuan at a time! Enough for you to eat and drink for a month!"

Lao Yang fanned his fan, smiled and cupped his hands, "Good luck, it's just good luck, someone asked yesterday, the other party asked for 100 yuan, but I just didn't sell it, but I didn't expect it to double today and sell it for 200 yuan ."

"Hmph, even cheating on the child's money! Are you too immoral?" Some people couldn't see it.

Lao Yang was unhappy, "How can you say that? That girl wants to buy it, I want to sell it, you love me, I owe the goods, how can this be considered a scam? I didn't force her to buy it?"

"That's right, the antique shop is the rule. You don't have any regrets. The comparison is knowledge, eyesight, and skill. This is the old street. Everyone eats this kind of food. What's wrong?" Someone spoke to Lao Yang.

"Yeah yeah!"

"But Lao Yang, you are indeed knowledgeable, hold your breath, just one night, 100 has become 200, my brother will serve you!"

The opposite and adjacent stall owners praised one after another, "There is indeed a vision!"

"No, it's too far-sighted! Waiting for one night will add 100 yuan! This is also very lucky!"

The compliments around him made Lao Yang feel at ease. Looking at the stall owner next door, he became more and more complacent, "It's not thanks to Lao Wu, it's the fortune he brought me!"

Lao Wu was so angry that he couldn't even drink tea, "I knew that girl was so rich, how could my snuff bottle cost thirty-five dollars, it's only two dollars! I'll make it for you. The wedding dress, let you make this money!"

Lao Yang laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He patted the wallet held at his waist and hummed a little song. He was so happy that the other stall owners rolled their eyes in anger.

"I said that you are old-fashioned, but we people don't even have 2 yuan."

"No, two dollars is money! Just your dusty, unrecognizable snuff bottle, if you want me to say, it's not worth a dime, and it's good to sell it for two dollars. already."

After hearing this, Lao Wu felt a lot better. After drinking a sip of tea, he felt at ease both physically and mentally. Sure enough, people, we still need to compare.

"That's right, at least your meal money came out today, right?" Lao Yang on the side said with a smile, his face was full of pride, and Lao Wu's mood just a little bit slumped again.

At this moment, a man in a Chinese tunic suit pulled a spirited old man and ran over, and hurriedly asked, "Old Yang, where are you with the plain tricolor?"

"sold."

Zhongshan was sweating profusely and shouted anxiously, "Sold it? Who did it sell to? How much did it cost?"

At this time, Lao Yang also felt that something was wrong, and he stopped fanning, with a serious face, "Lao Liu, what's the situation? Is this simple tricolor..."

Old Liu patted his thigh hard, feeling a little dejected, "Just for one night! Why was it sold?"

Lao Yang swallowed his saliva, "Is this plain tricolor really authentic?"

Lao Liu is very well-known in the antiques circle in the Shanghai market. He is an antique dealer. Usually, whoever wants to sell and buy what kind of goods basically contact him. If the transaction is successful, he will earn some hard work.

He also has this ability, and he just started this business.

After going back and forth, the more he sees, the more he understands. When he encounters a cheap price, he will also make a shot, and then change his hand to make a fortune.

There are those who punch holes, those who accompany the book, and those who succeed in picking up leaks and earn money.

Because he is getting more and more famous, and it has been a long time, everyone knows him, and if he wants to find out, it will be difficult.

As long as it is something he likes, it is absolutely impossible to buy it cheaply.

So, when he saw the plain tricolor yesterday, he just said that he was not sure, the price was 100 yuan, and the other party didn't sell it, so he didn't force it. First, he wasn't sure if it was the real product, but it just felt like it. , 100 yuan is already a lot, and he had no extra money on him at that time.

Today, he brought people here because he wanted the old senior to help Zhang Zhangyan. If it was true, he would buy it. How could he know that it was bought by others in just one night.

Lao Liu took a breath, "Who bought it? How much did it cost?"

"A fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl said she was missing a vase at home," said Lao Yang.

Old Liu's eyes lit up, "A girl? When did she go? Which direction did she go? What's her name?"

Lao Yang is also anxious, "How do I know? You tell me first, is that Su Sancai real?"

"I'm not sure, isn't this looking for a senior? First tell me what that girl looks like? Where did she go?" Lao Liu asked eagerly.

"I really don't know. Go and ask Boss Chen. I think Lao Sun brought it here to find Boss Chen. I guess he knows." No more than tens of thousands!

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