After Xia Riming went through the coin incident, he had palpitations, and there was already a shadow in his heart, and when he visited the antique market again, he completely lost the interest he had just now. He hadn't heard of these bureaus in the antique market before, and even he had talked to Yu Lifei about this kind of thing last time. But when it was really my turn to be in the game, I understood the truth of the authorities' confusion. If it weren't for Yu Lifei today, I'm afraid he would be in trouble.

"Brother Xia, do you want to eat something?" Yu Lifei saw that Xia Riming was depressed and proposed to go to breakfast. It's just a false alarm, and it's a good case to be free from any burden.

"It's fine. Li Fei, thank you just now. Xia Riming said gratefully, after returning the coin book to the stall owner, he left immediately, and no longer thought about the ten-yuan Yongzheng Tongbao. At first, he thought he had hit a leak, but after he sobered up, he realized that it was just the stall owner's bait. But he just remembered the disappointed look in the stall owner's eyes, and his heart was also very happy.

"You're my master, what's the point of helping you do something?" Yu Lifei said humbly. Although today is Xia Riming's accident, he has also grown wise, and when he encounters this kind of thing in the future, he will have to pay attention to it. There are very few pies in the sky, but there are many traps in the sky.

"Let's go, Master invites you today." Xia Riming lightly punched Lifei in the chest and said with a smile. He found that since Yu Li flew to the security department, his luck seemed to have improved, and he might be able to really pick up a leak today.

"Brother Xia, go over there and have a look." Yu Lifei wanted to accompany Xia Riming to the rice noodle shop in front, but when he was about to leave the antique market, he suddenly saw the stall owner who bought "Nanyue Old Manuscript" last time. Yu Lifei remembered that this person had a nickname, called "straw sandals".

Li Xuanmo, the famous name of straw sandals, saw Yu Lifei from afar, and immediately recognized it at a glance, it was really Yu Lifei who impressed him too deeply. Last time, his Song engraving book "Nanyue Old Manuscript" was only sold to Yu Lifei for fifty yuan, and after listening to Su Dahai's explanation, he regretted it for a while.

But soon he figured it out, what he missed was his eyesight, what he did was business, and what he enjoyed was fun. As long as you make money, why care about the real price of the object. And after his stall came out of the Song carving, his business here was very good. Even if there were some things that were difficult to get rid of before, it was easy to get rid of them.

Some time ago, he shoveled the goods below, but they were in short supply at all, and some stall owners moved their minds and handed over their goods to Li Xuanmo to sell. It's really easy to sit back and enjoy it, and you can make a lot of money. But other people's goods are uneven, the first two days of business was really good, but after that, there were fewer people coming to his stall. Naturally, others would not let him sell things again, so the straw sandals had to continue to receive the goods by themselves, but the business was really poor.

If he said that he regretted it, Li Xuanmo regretted that he was blinded by greed. In the world of antiques, credibility is very important, and no amount of money can buy it, which is the foundation of his life. If he doesn't know whether the things he received are true or false, then it is reasonable. But it's obviously some new imitations, but he still has to sell for a genuine price, and others naturally have thoughts about him. Although he didn't come to the door, his reputation was poor.

"Boss, I haven't seen you for a long time, I received a lot of good things yesterday, I can pick them at will, and the price is negotiable." Li Xuanmo said enthusiastically, if Yu Lifei can pick another thing with a big door in him, even if it is sold cheaply, it can help him restore his reputation, right?

"What are you all about? Window grilles, door panels, and a bunch of torn paper, hey, this is RMB, right? Xia Riming squatted down and saw that there were not many things on the straw sandal stall, and wanted to build momentum for Yu Lifei.

"This is 50 yuan in the 80s, and now the coins are very hot, and these are still very collectible." Li Xuanmo didn't care about Xia Riming, he only focused on what Yu Lifei would buy.

"How much?" Xia Riming has a certain understanding of coins, and he knows that this kind of eighty-year-old is still worth a little money, and if he encounters someone who specializes in collecting coins, it is also possible to make some money.

"Six hundred." Li Xuanmo said that he almost didn't know anything about ancient books, calligraphy and painting because of his limited reading. Therefore, when receiving the goods, the price is also kept as low as possible, and some are even given away for free. Otherwise, the "Nanyue Old Manuscript" that was in good condition last time would not have been sold to Yu Lifei by him for fifty yuan. In fact, the book was also collected by the scrap recycling station at the beginning, and it only cost a penny. When he got it, it was only about ten yuan, so fifty yuan was given to Yu Lifei, which could be regarded as making enough profits.

"It's too expensive." Xia Riming shook his head, his monthly salary was only enough to buy one, and there were more than a dozen on the ground, that was a set, if he bought it, he would really be poor.

"If you want them all, count it as five hundred." Li Xuanmo said that the price of coins is more transparent, and it cost him more than three hundred to collect them. For other things, people in the countryside may not know the price of Ludao, but everyone knows that money is valuable.

"Where's the silver dollar?" Xia Riming said that the price of 500 pieces was also unacceptable to him. Instead, he turned his interest to the few silver dollars that lay on the ground. Although the silver dollar is a product of modern times, there have been counterfeiters in history, and even now, fakes are rampant.

"Three hundred." Li Xuanmo said that there are dozens of kinds of silver dollars, and many of them are very precious. But he doesn't have such an eyesight, so he can only deal with it according to the normal market. And he noticed that Yu Lifei didn't care much about the things on his stall, so he picked up something casually, looked at it for a while, and then gently put it down.

"Is a hundred okay?" Summer asked.

"I can't collect one hundred, if you sincerely ask for it, two hundred and eight, this is the lowest price." Li Xuanmo listened to Xia Riming's tone, and knew that Lu Dao had not yet entered the industry. It's normal for your own silver dollar to be thirty or fifty yuan cheaper, but if it's one or two hundred yuan cheaper, it's obviously a fake.

"Two hundred and fifty-one, I'll buy two." Xia Riming gritted his teeth and said.

"Five hundred and five minimum." Li Xuanmo did not let go, the silver dollar was much easier to sell than other antiques, and almost everyone knew that even if the price was not cheap, after a few years, he would still be able to make some money.

"Boss, you let too little, five hundred and two lines?" Xia Riming felt that he was most suitable to buy coins, and if someone went to him to see it in the future, and it turned out that there was not even something real, wouldn't it be a joke? Besides, if you always don't make a move, you're a pseudo-collector.

"Okay." Li Xuanmo didn't hesitate any longer, he has always followed the principle of fast in and fast out, and he is not very fond of antiques, just a tool to make a living, so he rarely keeps goods. As long as it's not particularly good, the price is about the same, and even if you add a little money, you can sell it. Sometimes it is not good to buy, and it is also out at a loss.

Xia Riming paid very happily and carefully picked two silver dollars that he thought were in the best condition. But Xia Riming didn't consult Yu Lifei's opinion, there were still good things in these silver dollars. It's just that Xia Riming didn't understand, and Li Xuanmo didn't see it, but Yu Lifei just relied on his own feelings. And Yu Lifei also understands some of the rules of the antique industry, Xia Riming and Li Xuanmo are trading, and he can only watch and can't say anything on the side.

"Lifei, are you leaving?" Xia Riming saw Yu Lifei squatting there, looked at a pen holder with interest, and asked.

"Wait a minute. Boss, how much is this? What Yu Lifei saw was indeed a pen holder, which was heavy and had a thick wall. He still knows a little about the four treasures of the study, and understands that this pen holder is not simple.

"You are really a connoisseur, I only received this big red sandalwood pen holder yesterday, and someone had already bid fifteen thousand last night, but I didn't make a move. If you want it, give 20,000 and you'll be done. Li Xuanmo said that he is quite kind, but he is not very clear about the market of antiques.

This thick-walled rosewood pen holder was collected by him for 460 yuan, and he contacted an antique dealer last night and saw the goods, and he quoted 15,000 at that time, but the antique dealer did not agree immediately, perhaps because he wanted to stretch him and make him cheaper. Now Yu Lifei also took a fancy to this red sandalwood pen holder, which greatly increased Li Xuanmo's confidence, and he raised the price to 20,000 at once.

"Twenty thousand!!" Xia Riming exclaimed beside him, seeing Li Xuanmo looking at him angrily, he immediately understood that he had broken the rules, held his mouth and went to the side, and let Li Xuanmo communicate with Yu Lifei alone.

"I do like this stuff very much, but 20,000 yuan is too expensive." Yu Lifei shook his head gently, he wanted to equip the old man with a set of things for the study, and now that he has inkstone and ink, if he has a pen holder, it will naturally be excellent.

"Eighteen thousand." Li Xuanmo saw that Yu Lifei was leaving, gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm going to give this thing away, I can think about it for fifteen thousand." Yu Lifei stopped and said slowly. It's impossible to pick up leaks every day in the antique market. But this big red sandalwood pen holder, he held it in his hand, and it felt very good. And this is for the old man, even if it is more expensive, there is no problem. Besides, he is not short of this money now. Coupled with Yan Liqiang's 100,000 last night, he now has a net worth of nearly 200,000.

"Okay, you're happy, I'm happy." Li Xuanmo felt that Yu Lifei didn't care very much about this red sandalwood pen holder, and he felt that this price was already a market price, if Yu Lifei had money, he could go to the store to buy a good one.

"Boss, I spent fifteen thousand, you have to give me a start, right?" Yu Lifei took the red sandalwood pen holder in his hand, looked at it carefully again, and asked.

"Okay, you can pick two more." Li Xuanmo felt that what Yu Lifei said was also reasonable, and the pen holder he collected for 466 was sold for 15,000 as soon as he changed hands, and his heart was already happy.

Yu Lifei didn't pick anything very valuable, and took a silver dollar from the pile of silver dollars that Xia Riming just now. In addition, I took a book and enshrined a hand-painted piece of folding, narrow and long, five or six pages connected, framed on thick cardboard, typical of the Ming Dynasty style. In addition to this red sandalwood pen holder, there are only these two things on Li Xuanmo's stall, which give Yu Lifei the strongest feeling.

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