When the white guest was looking east and west.

Bai Zong's eyes were sharp, and he saw the old hat standing on the other side of the Dao Yazi and beckoning to this side.

Hurriedly pulled Bai Ke and walked over.

The old hat grinned and threw his hand at the two of them.

Bai Ke lowered his voice: "Are these all antiques?"

The old hat nodded silently.

Bai Ke looked around, in addition to the old farmers in line, there were more than a dozen people similar to the old hat.

They looked at Bai Zong and Bai Ke intently, probably because they were a little jealous of the two outsiders.

After a while, two people came over and muttered to the old hat.

The old hat accompanied the smiling face, and a few people muttered for a while, and the old hat pointed at Bai Zong and Bai Ke, his face was a little embarrassed.

Bai Ke immediately guessed most of them.

Any industry has its own rules, and it is not okay for outsiders to enter casually.

Or if you come in, you have to follow the rules.

The old hat came over in a daze, and before he could speak, Bai Ke lowered his voice and said, "Don't you let us raise the price casually?"

The old hat looked at Bai Zong and smiled: "You little brother, you are simply a god." ”

Bai Zong looked helpless.

Bai Ke smiled: "Each industry has its own rules." This is your livelihood, we don't fight with you, we take what you don't want. ”

The old hat was embarrassed: "It's not that serious, you can slightly higher the price than the mothers, just don't be too outrageous." ”

"Let's see when the time comes, I'm just playing. ”

At this time, there were already antiquities dealers chasing large baskets and began to talk to the farmers.

Most of these peasants came from the outskirts of Beijing, and some even came from the north of the river.

Their large baskets are also mostly filled with porcelain, and they came here to sell them to antiquities shops.

Such actions are legal, regardless of whether they are farmers or workers.

But prices in antiquities shops are kept low.

A 200-piece large porcelain vase cultural relics store will also take away one or twenty yuan.

If the condition is not good, one piece or two, love to sell or not.

Therefore, these antiquities dealers who chased the big baskets tried to talk to the farmers to see if they could buy them at a higher price than the antiquities shops.

Perhaps some dealers of cultural relics have cheated the peasants, and many peasants still reject them.

Or the kind of farmers who came out for the first time, they were also nervous, and they only believed in Guo Jia, not the dealers in cultural relics.

But there are always some farmers who are experienced, and there are always some traders who are more sincere.

In the blink of an eye, several deals were negotiated, and both parties paid money with one hand and took the goods with the other.

Bai Ke watched from the sidelines, and his eyes were greedy.

Although he doesn't know how to do it, Bai Ke really likes it when he looks at those colorful bottles and cans.

Look at the old hat also looking around there, looking shrunken.

Bai Ke hurriedly called Bai Zong to him and muttered a few words.

Bai Zong walked to the old hat and secretly stuffed him with 200 yuan, and said in a low voice: "My brother let you buy whatever you want." ”

The old hat looked back at the white guest and nodded happily.

Although the white customer asked the old hat to buy it casually, the old hat was still very cautious.

Whispering to the peasants, playing with the porcelain.

It wasn't until the door of the antiquities shop opened and the peasants began to rush in that the old hat came back with a pile of bottles and cans.

He also introduced to Bai Zong and Bai Ke one by one: "Look at this Rui beast pattern bottle, it's dirty, right, you look at this color, this pattern, the Han Dynasty." There are also these plates, gold powder Fulu Suxi, look at this colored glaze, look at this quality, and this 200 pieces ......"

Bai Ke nodded, looked at the cultural relics store, and then looked at the vendors who were still gathered around, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Everyone has already sold things to the store, what are you waiting for?"

The old hat smiled: "This is a great time to test the mothers' eyesight." ”

"What do you mean?"

It turns out that the cultural relics store is extremely strict in acquiring cultural relics, and if there is a slight flaw, or it does not meet their aesthetic standards, they will either refuse to accept it, or they will give you a piece of eight cents, and they will not sell it.

That's when the old hat and their chance to come along.

Sure enough, when the old peasants came out of the cultural relics store one after another with baskets, the dealers came up one after another, talking, inspecting the goods, and bargaining fiercely.

The old hat soon joined in.

Bai Ke looked at it from afar, and the old peasants were all gray and pitiful, like a flock of slaughtered lambs.

Because at this time, the old farmer basically has no room for counteroffer.

The farthest of them came from Bear County, which was called the Millennium Plan a few years later.

It is estimated that we will have to leave in the first half of the night.

Tired and tired to carry a basket of porcelain, who wants to carry it back.

After some slaughter, the old peasants pushed the empty baskets and left.

The hawkers were content to play with their loot.

Only a young farmer pushing a cart was at a loss.

A few hawkers were still laughing at him: "This stupid boy, seven or five years old porcelain can also be used as a cultural relic?"

Seventy-five years? Bai Ke's brain turned, I damn it, it won't be seven five hundred and one, right?

In the previous life, white customers were not fond of collecting.

But I still have some impressions of some famous things.

For example, seven five zero one, that is, the legendary Mao porcelain.

Although this batch of porcelain is not very old, the workmanship is extremely exquisite, and there are very few surviving porcelain.

Only in the era of the planned economy can such a thing be made regardless of the cost.

Bai Ke hurriedly approached.

The young peasant also blushed and explained to others: "It was given by an old cadre in my village, and their family returned to the city after implementing the policy, so they were too lazy to take it away, so they left it for me, saying that they could exchange it for a good price." I'm still thinking about getting some money for my mother's illness......"

This peasant is the same age as Bai Zong, and his face is still plush, and it is the first time he has entered the city.

A few vendors were rambling to make suggestions.

One of the vendors said, "Why don't you go to the grocery store and see if they accept it?" ”

Another vendor said, "Grocery stores, five cents a penny is good." ”

Another vendor said, "Actually, these things are all beautiful, and you can't buy them in grocery stores." If it's rare, it's not bad to buy it home and use it yourself. ”

The vendor next to him retorted: "Who uses this thing, it's not real at all." ”

The white guest casually pulled a few times of the porcelain in the basket.

It seems that it may really be Mao porcelain.

The distinctive feature of porcelain is plum blossoms.

Bowls, plates, saucers, tea sets, wine utensils and other porcelain are all painted with plum blossoms.

But Bai Ke was still not at ease, so he deliberately said to himself: "Is it really seven or five years?"

An elderly vendor next to him nodded firmly: "That's right, only the batch of 7501 has such workmanship and glaze." ”

There are about 30 pieces of porcelain in this big basket, and if you sell them to a grocery store for five cents, you can only sell them for five cents a piece.

But 30 years later, any piece of porcelain can be sold for one or two million.

"Twenty dollars! Even the big basket will be given to me. Bai Ke said ruthlessly.

The little brother was stunned.

"If you don't want to sell it, forget it. ”

"Sell, sell, sell, I want to sell. ”

Bai Zong immediately took out a few big unity sheets, and whispered in Bai Ke's ear: "If you don't give him fifty, it's pitiful." ”

Bai Ke knew that the old brother was kind-hearted and could not see anyone suffer.

But white customers can't break the rules.

He took out two Great Unity cards from Bai Zong's hand and handed them to the little brother.

The little brother took it with both hands.

The vendor on the side shouted: "Don't hurry up and thank the two masters! Just your basket of things, the mothers are not happy to accept five yuan." ”

The little brother almost knelt down, and bowed again: "Thank you, second master!

This made Bai Zong even more uncomfortable, and he shook his hand to the side.

The old hat pushes the bike.

It just so happened that he also had a big basket containing all kinds of big bottles that he had just gotten in exchange.

In addition, the basket bought by Bai Ke happened to be set up on the left and right, and the three of them rushed back together.

Bai Zong and Bai Ke have been in Kyoto for several days, and it is time to go to the Anguo Medicinal Material Market.

It was a bit inconvenient to walk back and forth with these porcelain, so I simply left it at the old hat's house and took it away when I came back from Anguo.

The brothers stayed in Anguo for another two days and talked with two or three Chinese herbal medicine sellers.

They all have a strong demand for Chinese medicinal materials in Bashu, and they are interested in helping Baike to establish a planting base in their hometown.

After Bai Zong and Bai Ke worked out the varieties and prices of various Chinese medicinal materials with them, they sent them to the third brother-in-law in the form of a telegram.

This Anguo is the largest Chinese herbal medicine market in the north, with not only a variety of Chinese herbal medicines, but also a variety of Chinese herbal medicine seeds.

The brothers selected a few kinds of medicinal herb seeds suitable for their hometown to grow and shipped them back to the south.

After Anguo was busy, Bai Zong and Bai Ke returned to Kyoto.

The old hat had already packed all their porcelain and helped them pack it into their bags.

"Don't worry, as long as there are no major bumps, I promise to bring you all back with you. ”

Bai Ke asked the old hat to help him find a more authentic courtyard.

"Just keep an eye on it, let's buy a few sets if there are a few sets. ”

The old hat smiled: "The two young masters are really rich people, don't worry, we will help you find it at any time." ”

On the way back, Bai Ke originally wanted to take a detour to see Zhuoma.

But with these things on your back, it's inconvenient to go anywhere.

Besides, the white guest is about to start school.

I had to hurry home.