Chapter 18 Selling Cultural Relics

Wu Song hugged his fists and said, "Little Brother Qin." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info I have a lot of trouble, thanks to the little brother's care. Tie Niu is not sensible and does not understand the hardships of his brothers. I, Wu Song, have made amends to you for him. ”

Qin Xiaoming waved his hand, "Li Kui is originally a muddy person, I won't bother with him." ”

"What! Boy, dare to say that the black master is a muddy person. Li Kui's madness said that he would commit it, and he turned his face and yelled ruthlessly: "Boy, are you really impatient?" ”

"Brother Tie Niu, shut up!" Wu Song scolded, with a momentum that was not angry but mighty. "Brother Qin, Wu knows your difficulties. However, these stinky shoes and rotten robes are discarded like shoes, but you are treasured like a treasure, which one is this singing? ”

At this moment, Qin Xiaoming was no longer hiding, and sighed: "To tell the truth, I, Qin Xiaoming, am very happy to be able to entertain everyone to stay here." I know you're all heroes, and I'd love to make friends with you. ”

"Xiao Ming, you still have vision! Know that we are all heroes. Li Kui's face changed faster than turning a book, and when he heard Qin Xiaoming's praise, he suddenly smiled.

Qin Xiaoming sighed and said, "As the saying goes, it's hard to move an inch without money. Food, clothing, housing and transportation for everyone is indeed a big burden. For so many years, I, Qin Xiaoming, have worked hard in the imperial capital, and I originally wanted to buy a house, even if it is smaller, it can be regarded as having a home, being able to shelter from the wind and rain, and have a home with the woman I love, and I no longer have the feeling of being under the fence. ”

remembered his ideals with Gao Fang, but now that he didn't buy the house, he broke up with Gao Fang. Qin Xiaoming suddenly became sad, and there was a crystal light flickering in his eyes.

"I ran into you big brother by mistake. I, Qin Xiaoming, have no regrets. Even if I give up all my wealth, I am willing. Qin Xiaoming shook his head, "However, I'm just an ordinary worker." Even if you spend all your money, you don't really have much money. The savings have long been spent, borrowing everywhere, and even my father's pension money has been misappropriated. The funds on hand can last for three days at most. You're going to get really hungry. ”

"To tell you the truth, I've kept the old clothes you took off here. The original intention was to treat these things as cultural relics and quietly sell them for some money. Unexpectedly, Li Kui's fire burned clean. Now there are only a few pieces left, and if there is any more mistakes, everyone can only drink the northwest wind. Qin Xiaoming explained his plans and plans.

"Relics?" Everyone was stunned, our stinky shoes were torn, why did they become cultural relics, how could these Adi, Li Ning or something be comfortable to wear.

"These things are more than 900 years old. There are not many things left in the world, and the so-called rare things are expensive, and the rarer things are, the more collectible they are. Qin Xiaoming patiently said to everyone: "Just like everyone's outfit, if you return to the Song Dynasty, you will become a rare treasure, and your value will naturally increase greatly." ”

Hearing this, Li Kui finally knew how wrong he was. He threw the axe on his waist on the ground: "Brother Qin, this time it is indeed my iron bull who is in trouble, come on, you can also sell these two axes." ”

People who really know know that if you want to buy real cultural relics, or if you want to sell the cultural relics in your hands at a high price, the 'ghost market' of Panjiayuan is definitely the best choice.

The reason why it's called a ghost market doesn't mean that there are ghosts and ghosts here. But at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, many of the children of the eunuchs were in the middle of the road, and many people took the treasures of the family out to exchange for some silver taels. These people love face and don't want people to find themselves in the dilemma of lack of money, so they look at the sky when it is dark, and so far they peddle treasures.

The collection of these dignitaries and nobles is absolutely genuine and valuable, and the hawkers make a lot of profits when they are sold. Before dawn, it is the intersection of yin and yang, one by one carrying a large number of lanterns of treasures, such as illusory, like ghosts, over time, the ghost market got its name.

Panjiayuan antique market is known as the "ghost market". Truly knowledgeable buyers rarely visit Panjiayuan Market in broad daylight.

On weekdays, the stalls during the day are empty, there is not much to buy and sell, occasionally buyers talk, and many hawkers love to ignore them, looking like a cold business.

In fact, the regular customers and vendors who often walk around Panjiayuan know that only two days on weekends are the best days to live. Because the "water" of the antique trade is too deep, if you want to exchange valuable old things in Panjiayuan, you must come to the "ghost market" on weekends. There are many connoisseurs on these two days a week, and there are many good collections. Naturally, the hawkers will be able to sell for a good price, and the buyers will naturally be able to find the real thing.

"There is a plan for shipping in the early morning, it is really a fake." The Panjiayuan antique market is mixed, and there are countless people who hide dragons and crouching tigers.

To be honest, don't look at Qin Xiaoming, who has worked hard in the imperial capital for many years, Panjiayuan's 'ghost market', he really hasn't been here.

Is it something that a working boy can afford?

The next day was Saturday, Qin Xiaoming took a taxi in the middle of the night and went straight to Panjiayuan.

When Qin Xiaoming set off, a group of Liangshan heroes were sleeping soundly, snoring loudly. More than 70 people went to other places to apply for identity registration, otherwise, the sound of snoring every day alone would not be inferior to the passing of planes over the airport.

Quietly opened the door pin, and suddenly, two people flashed out of the shadows.

Qin Xiaoming was startled, and then heard Wu Song's voice coming: "Brother Xiaoming, the black light is blind, and it is estimated that it is not safe outside." Let Wu and Suo Chao accompany him. ”

Wu Song's violent factor is quite strong. However, Ping Suri is calm, and he is not a troublemaker. Qin Xiaoming nodded, and the three of them quietly went out and disappeared into the night.

I took a taxi all the way to Panjiayuan Market, and it was rare that I did not encounter traffic jams.

It seems that the trip should go well. Qin Xiaoming gave himself a strong self-suggestion.

At this moment, the sky is already white. Looking up, the market is full of people, and the market has opened.

The three of them looked around curiously, and at this time, a middle-aged man who was obviously dressed as a peasant walked up to the front one by one, with a simple expression: "Big brother, do you want porcelain from the old kiln?" ”

Qin Xiaoming shook his head, patted the shoulder bag on his body, and signaled that he was also here to sell things.

"Yo ho, it turned out to be shipped." The man's eyes lit up: "What good goods are there, let my buddy take a look, if you match, I will give you a good price." ”

Qin Xiaoming finally understood, this person was the legendary second-way dealer, who seemed to have a simple expression, but in fact, he was a ghost.

This kind of person is the most crooked, and the only one who deals with them is to suffer. Qin Xiaoming shook his head and continued to walk towards the center of the market.