128 years without waste paper

"I said what are you anxious about, isn't it just a kang table? If you want, at the price you just said, let's..."

"Grandpa Zheng, do you want to sell this kang table?"

Before Zheng Lei's words were finished, he was interrupted by Ji Nian, he walked to the kang table, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, raised his head and asked with a shocked expression: "Grandpa Zheng, can this kang table not be sold?" If you are short of money, then I will honor you for being older, and this kang table will be kept. ”

The man in the sun hat was furious.

Zheng Lei couldn't help but be stunned.

"Xiao Nian, how can I ask for your money, you are still a student now, let's keep your pocket money and spend it slowly, what did you mean by what you said just now? Have you taken a fancy to this kang table? ”

"Grandpa Zheng, if I'm not mistaken, Chen Xiao and I played cards and chess on this kang table at the beginning, right? I still remember that there are still two of us engraved names on the table, this is here, Ji Nian, Chen Xiao, after so many years, they are really still there. Ji Nian stroked the notch on the table and said with a smile.

Speaking of this, there is a period of history, I believe many people still remember reading Mr. Lu Xun's article, including the inscription of the word "early" on the table of the Sanwei Book House, reminding themselves that they should not be late for reading.

Ji Nian and Chen Xiao, the peers who grew up with bare buttocks, carved their names on this kang table in order to emulate Mr. Lu Xun.

"You baby still remember this." Zheng Lei's face showed a kind smile.

"How can you not remember? Back then, you beat the two of us up for this. Ji Nian touched his head and said with a sneer.

Zheng Lei looked up to the sky and laughed, at this time he was like a child, happy when he thought of those things before. Ji Nian, who was still wearing open crotch pants back then, has now grown up, and he can't accept old age.

"So Grandpa Zheng, if you want to sell this kang table, then sell it to me, I will keep it as a souvenir, this is the best memory of childhood."

"The best memory? It's a big deal, isn't it just a kang table, if you want it, I'll give it to you. I also felt that it was useless to keep it and take up space, so I just let him in and have a look at the old goods. Okay, if you want, I'll give it to you, move away. Zheng Lei waved his hand indifferently and said.

"It's not going to work."

The man in the sun hat is anxious and paralyzed, I finally finalized the deal here, you kid just came in and wanted to pick up the ready-made, dream! This kang table is a good thing, and I can't just let you ruin things. In his heart, he thought that Ji Nian would ask for this kang table purely for the sake of childhood memories, so he didn't think much about it at all.

"Uncle, let's say okay, you can't talk and don't count, in this way, I'll give you two hundred, this is the sky-high price I can give you, are you sure you want to give it away instead of selling it?" The man in the sun hat took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and stuffed them to Zheng Lei without saying anything.

"You collect the money, I'll move the kang table."

"What are you doing..."Zheng Lei was caught off guard and was almost pushed on his heels.

"You put it down for me!"

Ji Nian stepped forward and pressed the kang table down, staring at the man in the sun hat with fierce eyes and scolding coldly, "What's the matter with you?" Didn't you hear what Grandpa Zheng just said? He's going to give me this kang table, put away your stinky money, and get out of here immediately!"

"You?"

The sun hat man's eyes stabbed at Ji Nian like a knife, and his slightly thin body was rippling with mania at this moment, and he didn't mean to start fighting immediately.

And the moment the other party's breath was revealed, Ji Nian became more and more sure of the guess in his heart that this guy was a shoveler!

When it comes to shoveling land, some people may be a little unfamiliar, but I believe that they have more or less heard about this kind of person on the news. What is called shoveling land, simply put, is to pour antiques, specifically at a low price to collect, high price to sell.

This kind of person does not open a store himself, but specializes in going to the countryside to receive goods, or making a living as a tomb robber. After getting something, you can resell it and make a good profit by going in and out.

In layman's terms, shoveling land is a cultural relics dealer who is active at the bottom.

When it comes to cultural relics dealers, as we all know, they are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the first class of people have physical stores, open their doors to do business, and do hundreds of thousands of millions of transactions, that is, the most widely circulated "three years without opening, open for three years"; The second class is those who have no money to open a physical store, but have the vision to understand the market, and obtain treasures from shoveling land, or directly pick up leaks, and then sell them again; The third class is to shovel land, no money and no culture, so you can only walk the streets and alleys to collect some old goods and buy and sell.

Of course, this is talking about the past, with the development of the times, to now those who do shovel land trading have also practiced a sharp eye, as long as it is something they like, it is well documented, and it can definitely be sold at a high price.

Cao Heima is a shoveler, he has always believed in the theory of "no waste paper for a hundred years", and he bought a lot of old goods at home, some of which can be sold at a good price.

It stands to reason that he should have made a fortune a long time ago, but it's a pity who made him like lust and gambling all his life, and in the end, not only did his wife break up, he lived miserably, and he also owed a lot of debts.

Because of the livelihood force, Cao Heima can only play with his life in the shoveling of the ground, and now the duck that is about to reach his beak, how can he watch it fly away?

Absolutely not!

"Little brother, the kang table is not yours, can you call the shots? Besides, I bought it with money, and you snatched it from other people's hands like this, don't you think it's a bit vexatious? Cao Hei raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was not good.

"Joke, you're robbing, right?" Ji Nian said disdainfully.

"You..."

Cao Hei Maqiang held back the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice to Zheng Lei: "Old man, you have to think about it, you can't get a penny if you give him the table, but if you sell it to me, at least two hundred yuan." With 200 bucks, you can smoke tobacco for a long time, right? ”

"I said you're really interesting, who told you that I would ask for Grandpa Zheng's things for nothing."

Ji Nian took out his wallet directly from his pocket, took out all the money in it, about two thousand, and stuffed it to Zheng Lei, "Grandpa Zheng, this is all my filial piety to you, you must accept it, don't be polite to me." ”

Two thousand! What a stupid hat! When Cao Heima saw this pile of money, the first thought that came to mind was this.

Zheng Lei was taken aback, grabbed the money and hurriedly pushed it back, "Xiao Nian, I can't help it, what are you doing, isn't it just a broken table?" If you like it, you can take it away, there is no shortage of tables like this in our village, and every household has it. If the children knew that I sold you 2,000 yuan for a broken table, they would have to stare at me. ”

"Grandpa Zheng, we'll talk about this later." Ji Nian turned to look at Cao Heima, stepped forward and said, "I'm going to order this kang table, Grandpa Zheng won't sell it to you, hurry up." ”

"Little brother, are you doing the same thing?" Cao Heima's eyes tightened, and he asked in a low voice.

"What is this line of work, I just like this kang table." Ji Nian is a trick to see the tricks.

Cao Heima stared at Ji Nian tightly, but he was not sure whether the other party was lying or really ignorant, he held a sullen breath in his heart, glared at the kang table fiercely, and said with a smile at Ji Nian: "Boy, do you know who I am?" My name is Cao Heima, and I am known as the old ghost. As long as it's something that my old ghost has a crush on, no one has ever dared to grab it. You're the first, I don't care if you're pretending to be stupid or really don't know, anyway, I remember it. The mountains don't turn around, let's see! ”

Putting aside the cruel words, Cao Heima could only walk out of the compound unwillingly in the end.

When Cao Heima left, Ji Nian folded the money and handed it to Zheng Lei again, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Zheng, you don't need me to say, you probably guessed what that guy did, right?" ”

"In the jargon of the antiques world, it's shoveling, you don't understand this, as long as you know that this guy is in the business of buying low and selling high. This kang table of yours is really not hidden, it is worth at least twenty or thirty thousand. If you can enter the auction house, the price is difficult to say. Since you want to sell, I'll buy it, these two thousand yuan is a deposit, and I'll send you another 20,000 yuan later. ”

At this moment, Zheng Lei was dumbfounded, and the dry tobacco pouch fell directly to the ground unsteadily, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Nian, grandpa has never read, don't talk big to me, is what you said true?" Don't be pitiful grandpa, so make up this reason to give grandpa money to spend. In that case, your Grandpa Qian must not ask for it. ”

"Grandpa Zheng, I didn't lie to you, this is also true. I can tell that this kang table is because I have learned some knowledge about antique appraisal outside. The price I quote will not deviate, of course, if you collect it for another two years, it may be able to increase a lot. Ji Nian hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Still collecting? I don't even know if I can survive this year, Xiao Nian, I believe in you, you can say as much as you want. Zheng Lei hurriedly said.

"Okay, then Grandpa Zheng, I'll go home and get you the money."

"No hurry, no hurry." Although Zheng Lei said that he was not in a hurry, the look on his face had already betrayed himself, it was more than 20,000 yuan, not 22,000 yuan.

Of course, Ji Nian saw through Zheng Lei's psychology at a glance, and immediately went home to get the money. It's all from a village, and he didn't think about making Zheng Lei's money at all, even if the other party went out to ask someone for the price, at most he would give this price.

As for how much it can be sold in the future, the ups and downs of this price are completely uncertain, and if you come across someone who likes the kang table, it is definitely a high price.

Brothers, settle accounts. In this kind of money exchange, Ji Nian has always been simple and clear.

Ji Nian quickly took the money and handed over to Zheng Lei in person.

And Zheng Lei didn't know what kind of psychology it was, so he took advantage of Ji Nian's efforts to go home to get the money, called several respected old people and several middle-aged people with considerable status in the village, and wrote a sales contract in front of them.

Although Zheng Lei meant that there would be someone in the province who would trouble Ji Nian in the future, Ji Nian was not an ignorant teenager, and he immediately knew the true intentions of the other party, which was nothing more than worrying that he was young and vigorous, and if he found out that he bought the wrong one, he would regret it.

But it doesn't matter, since Zheng Lei is willing to do this, Ji Nian will definitely not refuse.