After visiting many stalls in a row, but they found nothing valuable, many people couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling that the things in this antique market were too bad.

At this moment, they saw a player dressed as a farmer in front of them, fiddling with a farm implement.

"Farm tools are also collected?" many people were surprised.

In general, farm implements are practical, and there are few artistic things. Then, this kind of thing, in everyone's opinion, has no collection value.

"There is nothing wrong with the peasants' collection of farm tools!" Lu Daqiang said with his own logic.

"People don't have to be farmers when they dress like this. Andy said depressedly.

However, if the farmers all play collecting, then I really don't know how to say it.

"Of course, you can't judge the way he dresses, but if you look at his hands, feet, and skin, he must be a person who often does farm work, believe me. Lu Daqiang said very firmly.

His family has been farmers for generations, so he knows the farmers very well, and he knows very well what the skin and nails of people who often work in the fields are. Therefore, when he saw the middle-aged and elderly man in front of him, he was sure that it must be a farmer.

Hu Yang glanced at it twice and nodded: "Brother Lu is very meticulous in his observation! Nine times out of ten, he is a peasant or a peasant worker." ”

"It's amazing, farmers also play collecting. Ye Mei felt that the world was going crazy.

Hu Yang said with a smile: "The so-called national collection, do you really think it's just a casual talk? Everyone can play collection, but the gameplay is different, and the things collected are also different."

For example, the army of philately, including men, women and children, players of several ages, and play more professionally than many people, you must not imagine. ”

What they saw was indeed a farmer, but now he didn't have any farm work, and he just came out to work as a casual worker to earn some money.

In fact, Mr. Wang has been playing collecting for more than ten years. Many of the things he collects are related to agriculture, agriculture and agriculture. It's all familiar to me, and it's easy to understand.

By now, he has a collection of almost 300 agricultural tools of all kinds.

In fact, the people in the village could not understand his behavior, what was he doing when he went home with all those rags? Even his sons and daughters-in-law felt that they could not get along with their old man, so they separated and moved out.

Today, his home is like a small farm tool museum. This is his hard work for more than ten years, and he cares a lot, even though others can't understand it.

Wooden boxes and oil lamps in the late Qing Dynasty, wheels, horse lanterns, spinning wheels, and stone mills in the Republic of China, and plows, wheels, wheelbarrows, and donkey packers in the agricultural cooperative period, these "old objects" that have long since withdrawn from the stage of history have become "rare things" in the eyes of Mr. Wang. From looms, bellows, and windmills to fire sickles, shoehorns, and needlework baskets, all of which are the objects of his collection.

In his view, agricultural civilization has a long history, and despite the progress of the times and science and technology, those agricultural tools and daily necessities that once had historical commemorative value have gradually withdrawn from people's field of vision. But every piece of collection has irreplaceable value and significance.

In fact, his wish is to donate these collections to capable people in the future and open a museum, so that young people can learn more about the evolution of agricultural tools, care more about agriculture, and cherish food.

"Uncle, you really want it, fifty dollars, I really don't make your money. The young stall owner said helplessly.

The other party took a fancy to a cake mold on his stall, which was specially used to make moon cakes, wooden. Just put the flour, minced meat, etc., and pat it on the table, and the mooncake is ready.

"Fifty yuan is too expensive, and you don't need a new one!" "Twenty dollars!" impled Mr. Wang.

He came out to work as a casual worker, and he didn't earn more than 20 yuan an hour, only more than 10 yuan, and 50 yuan was also extremely precious to him, and he couldn't spend it casually.

"Big brother, it's not easy for you to see other people's uncles, you can get twenty yuan. Zhong Wenqiu couldn't help but speak.

"That's right, why don't you give someone twenty dollars, and we'll help buy one of your things?" Andy said.

When someone said that, the young stall owner relented: "Okay! Then I'll suffer a loss." The main thing is the carving of this cake print, you see, it is very well done. Fifty dollars, I didn't cheat the old man. ”

Mr. Wang took out 20 yuan and thanked the boss and Andy and others several times.

He liked this cake mold very much, and if the boss insisted on fifty yuan, he would still pay for it in the end. Now I don't need half the price, and I have thirty dollars left, how can I not be happy?

The audience in the live broadcast room, seeing this Mr. Wang saving thirty yuan, was happy to be like that, I have to say that some people are easily satisfied, and this kind of person is also happy.

Unlike them, usually a hundred or dozens of dollars is not the same thing, and it feels like eating one or two meals less, so there is no need to worry about it.

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a little ashamed. Many people think of their parents, who quarrel with others for a long time for those few dollars, and are reluctant to pay, and sometimes they feel ashamed. But to be honest, don't parents save that money for their children?

Sometimes, they don't want to save face for the sake of their children.

Hu Yang also said a fair word, and said with a smile: "Well, there is indeed no trick, this carving is more than fifty yuan." ”

This time, the young stall owner was comfortable.

"What do you like? I don't make too much money from everyone, just give me a bite to eat. The young stall owner laughed.

Since they have said so just now, Andy and Zhong Wenqiu will naturally not break their promises, even if this stall is full of fakes, they also mean to help, anyway, the other party will not open his mouth, right?

The two began to pick and choose, mainly focusing on things that they had eyes for.

And Hu Yang said to Mr. Wang: "Sir, is this cake mold sold for 50,000 yuan?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Wang and the stall owner both raised their heads suddenly, looked at Hu Yang, were very shocked, and looked at the cake mold again, feeling that they had missed something?

50,000 yuan made Mr. Wang struggle violently in his heart. That's a huge amount of money for him. However, he really liked this cake mold, and he was reluctant to do so, so he became entangled for a while.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Hu Yang smiled and said: "Forget it, that old man, you keep it well, this thing is less than 200,000, you don't want to sell it." It is made of yellow rosewood, which should be the stuff of a large family in the Qing Dynasty. ”

The stall owner immediately understood, saying that it was rosewood, and he immediately understood! He had finally heard of the name of this precious wood, and it could be said to be one of the most expensive pieces of wood in the world.

At this moment, he regretted dying, but he didn't regret taking the medicine, and everyone gave him money.