Seeing that Meng Zitao seemed hesitant and didn't know what to say, Zheng Anzhi asked with a smile: "Then let's change the question, some people say that picking up leaks is immoral behavior, what do you think?"

Meng Zitao thought for a moment and said carefully: "I think that if both the buyer and the seller agree with the price, it should not be considered immoral. I think the reason why they think this way may be that they think that in this world, there are only those who buy the wrong thing, and there is no wrong one who sells, and that as long as there are no accidents, businessmen should make money, and the risk can only fall on the consumer. ”

As the old saying goes, art is priceless, and the value of a work of art is different in everyone's eyes. ”

"For example, a blue and white jar in the Kangxi period is worth 100,000 yuan in the eyes of the seller, and 300,000 or 400,000 yuan in the eyes of the buyer. After negotiation between the two parties, the transaction was finally sold for 400,000 yuan. However, someone is willing to buy this blue and white jar from the buyer for 600,000 yuan, so is the buyer picking it up, is this an immoral act?"

"Besides, every real antique has an indispensable nature, and in the long run, its value must be on the rise, and if the value is in line with the market price, then I think that in fact, when everyone buys an antique, they are picking up leaks. ”

"Therefore, I think that the phrase 'picking up leaks is immoral' is completely false, and it is not necessarily a moral act to offer an antique for 50,000 yuan and I to pay for 60,000 yuan, right? I think he should go to the hospital to check his brain and see if it's broken. ”

Zheng Anzhi laughed: "Then what do you think." Do you get this Arhat bowl as a normal deal?"

may be afraid that there is a problem with Meng Zitao's answer. Wang Zhixuan couldn't help but say: "Of course it's a normal transaction, if Xiao Meng didn't want to help his grandson, it would be impossible to have such a high price." And if there was no accident, Xiao Meng would definitely have lost. ”

Meng Zitao was a little embarrassed to hear it, he was not that great, if he hadn't discovered that there was a problem with the Luohan bowl in advance, he would not have been able to give such a high price.

Zheng Anzhi smiled: "Then I'll ask another question, if the seller is not the couple, Xiao Meng." Wouldn't you have hesitated just now?"

Meng Zitao shook his head: "That's definitely not going to happen." ”

Zheng Anzhi smiled: "Then can you talk about it again, what do you think about picking up leaks?"

Meng Zitao pondered for a moment, and then said: "Now think about it, picking up leaks and morality does have something to do with it, if it's just an ordinary transaction, it has nothing to do with morality, as long as the two parties are fair trades, then there is no problem at all." But if the seller is in difficulty, from a moral point of view. Can help. ”

Another thing that Mencius didn't say was that this gang must be appropriate, as the old saying goes, poor people must have something to hate. It's not too categorical to say that, but in some ways, it does make sense.

Even if you don't mention Qian Dexiang. Meng Zitao had experienced this kind of thing before. At that time, he was still living in an old house. Next door lives an elderly couple surnamed Wu, whose children are all working in other places. The family is not well-off.

Once, Uncle Wu fell ill, and his small savings were almost spent, and it is said that even the money to buy rice was almost gone.

It just so happened that Meng Shuliang bought a lot of steamed buns that day, and seeing that the couple was pitiful, he asked Meng Zitao to send a few steamed buns over.

Aunt Wu looked very happy to take the steamed buns, but when Meng Zitao turned around and was about to leave, he vaguely heard Aunt Wu muttering with some dissatisfaction: "It's just a solid steamed bun!"

Hearing this, Meng Zitao didn't know what to say, and he really wanted to go back and get the steamed buns back.

Therefore, not all seemingly pitiful people are really pitiful people, some people are wolf-hearted, and being kind to this kind of person is just to find anger for themselves.

Zheng Anzhi also knew such a truth, but Meng Zitao did not say it, so as not to make people feel verbose.

Zheng Anzhi smiled and nodded, but changed to another topic, and he didn't know whether he agreed with Meng Zitao's statement or disagreed, which made Meng Zitao very worried.

Normally, Zheng Anzhi has to take a nap, and the three of them sat for a while, looked at the time and saw that it was not early, and then said goodbye.

After getting into the car, Meng Zitao couldn't wait to ask, "Uncle Wang, what did Elder Zheng think of what I said just now?"

Wang Zhixuan said with a smile: "You kid is really a fan of the authorities, if Elder Zheng has an opinion on you, then he will show you the information?"

Meng Zitao glanced at the large stack of materials next to him, and smirked: "I'm concerned about it." ”

Wang Zhixuan smiled: "Don't smirk, go back and take a good look, don't come next time, if you fail, then no one will be able to save you." ”

"Rest assured, I'm not going to drag my feet on this. "Meng Zitao said very confidently, this is normal, although he can't do it now, but read it two or three times, he will definitely be able to remember, as long as he is not lazy, there is no possibility of failing.

Wang Zhixuan said: "Don't be careless, just remembering that is nothing, Zheng Lao's requirement is to learn and apply." ”

Meng Zitao nodded solemnly: "I will remember." ”

Wang Zhixuan was more relieved about Meng Zitao, and then said: "By the way, Zhang Lao called me yesterday and said that your Hongwu glaze is red, and it is estimated that it will take a while to complete the repair." ”

Originally, in order to Hongwu glaze red, Meng Zitao planned to go to the porcelain capital, but near the end of the year, Zhang Lao was very busy, even if he took it, there was not much time to repair, and then it happened that a friend of Wang Zhixuan wanted to go to the porcelain capital, so he asked him to bring things over.

Meng Zitao said: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. ”

"Well, I'll contact you when I'm ready......"

…………

The next day, Lao Yang came to the store, and everyone set off together.

This time, the place they were going to was two or three hours' drive from the city, but the car was in good condition and the road was unimpeded.

Nearly three hours later, the car stopped in front of a decent looking house, and at this time, the door was still open, and Mencius noticed that a middle-aged woman was talking loudly to an old man in the hall, who was bowing his head with a sad face, and a middle-aged man next to him was persuading the woman.

The people inside all noticed the car, and the middle-aged woman stopped talking, and glanced at Meng Zitao, who had just gotten out of the car, a little strangely, looking a little puzzled.

The old man next to him, when he saw Lao Yang, who got out of the car later, his eyes lit up, and his expression was a little excited.

Lao Yang explained as he walked: "This is when his son got married, it was newly renovated, so it looks good, but the things at home can basically be sold." ”

Meng Zitao expressed his understanding and said, "What's the matter with those two people?"

Lao Yang replied: "I guess he came here to ask for money, the reason why he sold things last time was also because he wanted to repay his debts." ”

Because he had also experienced the experience of borrowing money and being gossiped about by others, Mencius heard this, and his feelings for the middle-aged woman dropped greatly.

Seeing Meng Zitao and them coming, the old man hurriedly greeted him, holding Lao Yang's hand tightly with both hands: "Mr. Yang, has that thing been auctioned off?"

"Well, this is the buyer, Mr. Meng, who heard about the situation of your family and wanted to come and visit. Lao Yang introduced Meng Zitao with a smile.

When the old man heard that Meng Zitao was the owner of the money, he hurriedly expressed his gratitude excitedly, and Meng Zitao smiled and said that he was not welcome.

Lao Yang asked, "Brother Jin (the old man's name is Jin Fashun), who are those two?"

Jin Fashun said with a wry smile: "My nephew and his daughter-in-law borrowed some money before, and I heard that I sold the ancestral things, and I have to come back several times a day these days." It's great that you can come today, otherwise she will be disturbed. It doesn't matter if I'm there, my hill really can't stand it. ”

"Since it's your relative, why are you still doing so much?" asked Lao Yang with a frown.

"Hey!" blonde Shun sighed, without further explanation.

However, Meng Zitao understood a little, it was probably the money that Jin Fashun's nephew lent him, and now that he heard that he might have money, of course he would come over to ask for it.

Seeing Meng Zitao and the others just talking, but they didn't go back, the middle-aged woman couldn't wait any longer, walked quickly to them, and asked with a smile: "Second uncle, these are the bosses of the antique business you said earlier, right?"

"We do do in the antique business, do you have any antiques to transfer?" Lao Yang asked lightly.

The middle-aged woman smiled: "I just want to ask, how much did my second uncle's antiques sell?"

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" replied Lao Yang a little unceremoniously.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she wanted to get angry, but when she saw the army of tigers and bears next to her, she didn't dare to do so, and laughed dryly: "Of course this has something to do with it, if the price you give is good, of course I will consider it." ”

Meng Zitao shook his head: "It's inconvenient for us to disclose this matter, if you want to know, ask Uncle Jin yourself." ”

"Second uncle, how much did the thing sell?" asked the middle-aged woman.

The old man said with some excitement and trembling: "Ten ...... 100,000!"

Considering the situation in the old man's house, Meng Zitao didn't tell the old man the truth when the middle-aged woman came over, but even so, it still scared the old man, because he originally thought that forty or fifty thousand at most would be good, but he doubled it directly.

The middle-aged woman was also startled and asked, "I said second uncle, did you really only sell a bowl and a thing to feed the birds?"

Lao Yang pointed and said: "It's called a bird food jar, not a thing to feed birds, and it is a precious cultural relic that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is normal to sell it for 100,000 yuan." (To be continued.) )

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