It was at the beginning of last year that Fan Ping saw an old man dressed as a farmer in the market, walking around the market with a torn cotton jacket under his arm.

Fan Ping, as a dealer for many years, was like an eagle locking on a hare on an empty plain, and he immediately became interested in this person.

"Uncle, look at your dress, you are a great peasant proletariat!" Fan Ping said as he handed the old man a "Hilton" brand cigarette.

The old man usually smoked this cigarette, and he took the cigarette with a smile and talked to Fan Ping.

After going back and forth, the two became familiar with each other.

Subsequently, after Fan Ping brought the old man into his store to visit, the old man knew that this young man was not one of those small traders, so he explained the truth to Fan Ping.

It turned out that the old man was from Anfeng, because he didn't have much money in his hand, but the child saw that he had reached the age of building a house and marrying a daughter-in-law, so the old man could only buy a piece of land in a remote place in the village to build a house.

A few days ago, when I was building a house at home and laying the foundation, I dug up a treasure, so I wanted to sell it at a good price in the market.

After Fan Ping beckoned the man to close the door, he didn't speak.

The old man showed the treasure wrapped in a padded jacket and put it on the table.

It was a small clay pot, yellow-brown in color, and the body of the pot was no different from the pickle pot, but the lid of the clay pot was unique, and there were many small sculptures on the lid of this clay pot, such as temples, turtle steles, and unicorns.

When Fan Ping saw this, he immediately remembered the photo of the funeral clay pot of the Three Kingdoms period unearthed in Nanjing two years ago, which was almost the same as this one.

But a businessman is a businessman after all, and when it comes to farming, Fan Ping is not an opponent; If it comes to trading, the old man is definitely not the opponent of the young man in front of him.

The glint in Fan Ping's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said in a very flat tone: "This jar is just average!" Uncle, how much do you want to sell? ”

The old man was a little disappointed after hearing this, but he still said tentatively: "I want to build a decent house for my child, and then tell my child about family affairs, so you see, 20,000 yuan is okay?" ”

After listening to the old man's words, Fan Ping said with a smile: "Uncle, let's ignore the price of this thing first, I think it's better to talk about this thing first!" Uncle, you should also see that this thing is obviously a dead man's burial goods. It's thrown under the foundation of your new home, and you're still ready to continue building a house on it? Are you even going to use your children as a wedding room in the future? ”

Because people in the countryside still believe this, after listening to this passage, the old man's face turned white for a while, and he began to think about what to do with the half-built house.

The old man thought for a moment, and said in a panic: "What should I do then?" Half of the new house has been built, and the money to buy the land and build the house has been spent."

As soon as Fan Ping saw that the old man was on the road, he immediately struck while the iron was hot, and pretended to be serious and said: "Uncle, I won't tell you, I am looking for a cemetery for our family, but the cemetery has been checked strictly. Otherwise, your house is half built, you can finish the house quickly, and then the house will be mine, so that I can occupy this place first, and after a few years, I will tear down the house and turn it into a cemetery. ”

When the old man heard that this was the best of both worlds, he suddenly became energetic, and at this time he looked at Fan Ping as if he was looking at a life-saving relative, and said excitedly: "That...... This clay pot...... Add the ...... of the house Price......? ”

Fan Ping gritted his teeth and pretended to be ruthless: "Fifty thousand, it can't be more!" But the house had to be completed in two months! ”

The old man also gritted his teeth and replied excitedly: "Medium! ”。

In this way, a transaction was concluded under the "gritting teeth" of both parties.

Then the old man took the money, put down the clay pot and walked away.

At this time, the guy in the store came over and asked puzzledly: "Boss Fan, this jar is worth 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, why did you pay 50,000 yuan to buy a house?" Are you going to switch to real estate? ”

Fan Ping ignored him after hearing the sermon, just smiled and said nothing.

Where do the guys in this store know that in fact, Fan Ping and the old man buy cans secondly, mainly to buy a house, because this is exactly the same as the classic passage in "Trading".

It was a dealer, in a house saw an antique bowl, it happened that this bowl is the head of the household to feed the cat bowl, the dealer claimed that he likes cats, from the head of the house to buy a cat at a high price, the head of the house is overjoyed, the dealer asked to take the cat food bowl away when leaving, the head of the house readily agreed. On the other hand, if the dealer buys the bowl directly or at a high price, the transaction may not go so smoothly.

The clay pot belongs to the funerary goods of the Three Kingdoms period, and it is a kind of funerary goods placed around the tomb after it was closed.

This thing can be dug up under this house, and Fan Ping, with his years of experience, has already guessed that there must be a tomb of the Three Kingdoms period under the old uncle's new house.

So Fan Ping simply bought the house directly, and then, in the dead of night, what a pleasant thing it was for him to dig a hole in his yard!

Thinking of this, Fan Ping's heart was like a blossom of music, humming a song and lying on the leisure chair with his eyes closed......