Out of the store, Li Yingxue didn't look for it on the street, she walked every day, if there was a word for sale, she would have seen it a long time ago.

Out of the store to the alley, turn around, there are many houses in the courtyard, and they are all houses with ridges, relatively tight, living here mother will not be afraid, she can rest assured.

She is now a headless fly, wandering aimlessly, coming out of this alley, entering that alley, looking at the houses behind the store, and not finding anyone who posted the words "house for sale".

I walked back with some frustration, and saw a courtyard door open, and a man pushed a dilapidated bicycle out, and there was a jar on the back shelf of the car, with a white background and a blue pattern, which was not a modern object at first glance, like blue and white porcelain in the Ming and Qing dynasties, which was very collectible.

Li Yingxue's eyes lit up, this is an antique! Being caught on the rear frame like this, her heart hung up, and she was crushed to the ground and worthless.

"Big brother."

She hurried over, hoping to buy this ceramic bottle, which was not worth much now, and would be worth a thousand gold in the future.

Collecting antiques is a lucrative business, and she learned a little bit at the beginning.

But that's enough, because in the early eighties there were very few counterfeits, and these things were treated as worthless objects, and who bothered to make them?

The man wears a padded jacket of labor protection clothes, a dogskin hat on his head, and a scarf around his face, and can be said to be fully armed except for his eyes.

Seeing a strange little girl calling herself, he stopped and looked at Li Yingxue in surprise, wondering what she was shouting for?

"Little girl, I don't seem to know you."

Because of the scarf, he spoke a little muffled, Li Yingxue leaned over with a smile, and kept looking at the jar.

"Big brother, that's the case, I want to buy a jar, I want to buy it when I see you like it very much, you make a price, if it's not too expensive, I'll ask for it."

She didn't dare to give her the price, if it was too high, this person would think that his things were very valuable, but he would not sell them to her.

It's low, if he also knows the price of this vase, won't he be angry and not sell it to her?

The man glanced at the jar on the frame, this was what he was going to send pickles to his mother-in-law's house, how could the little girl take a fancy to this?

"This is not for sale, I want to send pickles to my mother-in-law's house, you can buy them in the market!"

After the man finished pushing the cart to leave, Li Yingxue opened her arms to block him from going, this is the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty! It is actually used to hold pickles, and there is wood in the violent heavens?

"Big brother, I'm a person who pays attention to eyesight, and today I fell in love with this jar, a hundred yuan, do you sell it? If not, it's two hundred dollars. ”

Two hundred dollars is a lot, and a jar is also about one dollar, and to the man's ears, this little girl is a madman.

"Little girl, this jar is not worth much, what I have in my hometown, if you like it, I will sell it to you, I still have it at home."

The man was afraid that Li Yingxue would regret it, so he took the jar off the back frame of the car, handed it to Li Yingxue, and waited for her to give the money.

"No, I don't have that much money in my pocket, can you go to the store with me to get it?"

Li Yingxue dug into her pocket, found that there were only a few dozen yuan, looked at the man with a blushing face, and invited him to go to the store to withdraw the money.

"Okay!"

In fact, a man with dozens of dollars thinks it is enough, but people are greedy, and he still wants the remaining more than 100 yuan.

Li Yingxue took the man back to the store and asked her mother for money to buy an altar, but Du Qiujuan heard that a jar cost 200 yuan, so she stopped doing it at that time.

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