Chapter 913: Provincial City Thrift Market 3
The old man looked at Zhao Xiulan a few more times, thinking that this girl was really not simple, and she even knew that it was tempting to take good things.
But she guessed right, he was really tempted.
His grandson hasn't eaten meat for a long time, and he hasn't bought it, Zhao Xiulan is now saying that there is meat, where can he hold it.
The old man stared at Zhao Xiulan and said, "Girl, do you really have meat?" Got fine grains? ”
"Yes!"
"Okay, you come with me, I still have a lot of things at home, you see if you can look at it."
As the old man spoke, he temporarily closed the door of the thrift market and led Zhao Xiulan to a small courtyard not far away.
Zhao Xiulan followed, and when she arrived at the old man's courtyard, she was immediately frightened by the things inside.
Because there are so many too good babies.
It is estimated that this old man is also knowledgeable, and he has been in the thrift market for so many years, and he has made a lot of good things back.
Seeing Zhao Xiulan's expression, the old man knew that Zhao Xiulan was a knowledgeable person, and said to Zhao Xiulan, "These are all small things, those cabinets and tables, which are not easy to move home, I have sold them all, and it is estimated that a lot of illiterate goods are wasted."
I've collected all these things that don't take up much space and got them back, you see, if you see any. ”
Zhao Xiulan took a fancy to an inkstone, a few paintings and calligraphy, a few porcelain, and a purple clay pot.
Although the others are all old objects, they are not bad, but if you choose from these things, Zhao Xiulan will definitely have to pick the most valuable ones.
The old man obviously saw that Zhao Xiulan's eyesight was good, so he said with a smile, "Girl, your eyes are very vicious, and you have picked up all the good things I have here." Lazy people listen to books
But it's not in the way, anyway, I can't keep so many good things alone, since you know the goods, you can take it, as long as you keep it well. ”
Zhao Xiulan was not polite, and asked the old man, "Uncle, how much grain do you want to exchange for these things?" ”
"You can give as much as you want.
Anyway, don't be less than five catties of meat, my grandson is greedy and wants him to eat a good meal. ”
Zhao Xiulan thought that the old man wanted how much food, but she didn't expect the requirements to be so low.
Zhao Xiulan couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Uncle, these things of yours are so valuable, and you sold them to me so cheaply?" ”
"Or else? How much more do you want me to have? You little girl, it's really strange, isn't it good to sell it to you cheaply? Do you want to be more expensive? How strange! ”
Zhao Xiulan smiled, "Uncle, aren't you afraid that you will suffer?" ”
"What's the loss? It's good to be able to buy someone like you who knows the goods, otherwise these things are piled up in my house, and when they can't go down, no one may be willing to buy them, then I might as well sell them to you, so I can earn a few catties of meat to eat! ”
What the old man said is not unreasonable, although these things are precious, but there are too few people who know the goods, and it is difficult to sell them.
For the unliterate, these things are worthless garbage.
"That's okay, uncle, in this way, I'll give you five catties of fresh pork, and then give you ten catties of bacon, ten catties of sausages, ten catties of ham, thirty catties of rice, twenty catties of flour, and twenty catties of dried noodles.
Plus 30 eggs, 2 preserved chickens, 2 preserved ducks, and 20 salted duck eggs, what do you think? ”
It's not that Zhao Xiulan is generous, but these things of the old man are really valuable, and they are worth so many things.