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Seeing that Fang Yong agreed so readily, the stall vendor was a little difficult, he had to bring these porcelains from other places, and he didn't know any knowledge of antiques at all. Just thinking about fooling some elegant people in these rural towns, who knew that he would encounter such a difficult master.

Although he didn't know the bottom of his heart, the stall vendor did not show his timidity, and said with the appearance of an expert: "Have you seen this blue and white jar, this is the Yuan blue and white of the high-grade official kiln; This four-cornered amphora is a Doucai porcelain from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty; These two pisces bowls were handed down from my relatives and are said to have been used by the Empress Dowager Cixi. ……”

Good guy, let this stall vendor say that his porcelain is very promising. If he said so, let alone five hundred yuan a piece, even five million yuan a piece, there will be people scrambling to buy it.

"Boss, thank you for telling me the story, I'd better look at something else!" Listening to what the stall vendor said so much, he didn't have anything to do with the porcelain he said, so Fang Yong said.

"Well, I said, young man, why don't you want it? I'm not suing you and me for these antiques! Isn't it too expensive? If it's a high price, let's talk about it later. The stall vendor said with a frown.

"Boss, tell you the truth! The porcelain you are talking about has nothing to do with the age you are talking about. Let's just say that your pair of Empress Dowager Cixi once used the bowl, you look at the bottom of the bowl, that is the four words "forever protect Changchun", if this Bao is the grass prefix of the "Bao", then it's okay to say. In terms of font writing, this base is the writing style of modern people. From the content of the bottom paragraph, your pair of porcelain bowls is contrary to the rules of ancient porcelain. If the Empress Dowager Cixi can really use this bowl, she will have to live at least a hundred years old. Fang Yong said with a smile.

Fang Yong's words once again stopped the stall vendors, and he thought in his heart: I was still thinking of making a lot of money. I didn't expect this guy to be a connoisseur.

After hearing this, the stall vendor smiled awkwardly and said, "Then you can look at something else." ”

In fact, when Fang Yong was teaching the stall vendors about money literacy, he noticed the places where old books and letterheads were stacked. Because he found that there were a few older letters and a few comic books here. Although it may not be very valuable, it is more collectible than the few pieces of porcelain recommended by the vendors.

Fang Yong nodded, came to the second-hand book area, picked out four comic books in relatively good condition, and then asked the vendor, "Boss, how did you sell this?" ”

Heard Fang Yong's question. Although the vendor of this stall was still worried about Fang Yong's revelation of his old background just now, the lesson just now made him not dare to ask for a price.

"Thirty yuan a book, if you have four copies, count you as a hundred yuan, and I won't sell it if it's less." The stall vendor said angrily.

"Okay, I'll buy it for a hundred dollars!" Fang Yong said briskly.

The stall vendor didn't expect Fang Yong to agree to the price so happily, and he regretted it a little in his heart, he had known to raise the price a little more. But what is said is like water that has been spilled, and it cannot be recovered. He said stupidly, "Okay." I'll find you a bag to put it in. ”

Taking the convenience bag handed over by the stall vendor, Fang Yong put the four comic books in. Then I rummaged through the used book stalls.

Suddenly, Fang Yong found that the letters in this used bookstall were actually from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Suddenly, Fang Yong's interest came.

Gently open one of the letters. Fang Yong saw that this was a letter from home. It was written to the old father of the family by the son of a five-pin Tongzhi (deputy prefect), and the general meaning is that the son said that he has now taken root in Shenyang. Let the old father who lives in his hometown come to Shenyang to enjoy happiness or something.

Fang Yong estimated the approximate price of the letter according to its condition, the value of the collection, and the current market demand, and the letter was about three or four hundred Huaxia coins.

Then Fang Yong looked through several other letters, and what made Fang Yong happy. There are actually six letterheads in this letter, and these letterheads are still blank Songzhu Zhai, which is now the predecessor of Rong Bao Zhai, the old letterhead printed.

These letterheads are all woodcut watermarks, with the words "Songzhuzhai" printed on them. The dimensions are about twenty-three centimeters long and thirteen centimeters wide. There are two letterheads engraved with plum blossoms, one is engraved with a big duck pear, written with several lines of cursive characters, one is two butterflies flying in the orchid, dancing as if they came to life, and two are letterheads with landscape paintings, which also have a full landscape charm.

The letterhead printed by Rong Bao Zhai is now rare, but I didn't expect to let myself run into it in this township market. I don't know how much this stall vendor will cost, but if the price is right, it would be good to buy it as a general collection, and it is said that a blank letterhead like this one has been sold for about 3,000 yuan in the antique market.

"Boss, how do you sell these letters?" Fang Yong grabbed the letter with six Rong Bao Zhai letterheads and asked the stall vendor.

In fact, the stall vendor had already thought of the asking price when Fang Yong looked through these letters, and he would have less of the four comic books just now, if this guy wanted to buy these letters, he would have to ask for the money he had earned just now.

"I see you just asked for my comic book, I'll give you a friendship price, 100 yuan a piece, what do you think?" The stall vendor said.

"Okay, I'll buy it!" Fang Yong still said the same sentence.

As soon as Fang Yong's words fell, the stall vendor's mouth opened wide, and he was full of regret in his heart, this time he sold at a loss again. If I knew that this guy was so happy, I would have asked him for two hundred dollars a piece. In fact, what this stall vendor didn't know was that even if he asked for two hundred yuan, Fang Yong would simply give him the money, after all, the blank letterhead printed by Rong Bao Zhai in the Qing Dynasty was now rare in the market.

Although the stall vendor regretted it a little in his heart, he still paid according to the price he negotiated with Fang Yong.

After the money and goods were cleared, Fang Yong and Zhang Yuting left the stall.

Although Zhang Yuting didn't say anything, when she saw Fang Yong's smile on her face, she knew that Fang Yong had missed it again this time.

The stall owner only recovered from his loss after Fang Yong left, thinking about the process from the beginning to the young man buying these things just now, the stall owner always felt that he had lost money.

Fortunately, he didn't know the market value of those blank letterheads of Rong Bao Zhai, otherwise, it is estimated that he would not have been able to sleep well in the past few days.

Fang Yong and Zhang Yuting had lunch at the market in Yiyi Town, and then drove towards the mountain peak in the northeast of Shenyang City, which isolated consciousness detection. (To be continued......)