Chapter 17

"How do you have .....," Duan Liangyu asked in surprise.

This time, Zhao Yong couldn't help it, and gave him a kick in the air, kicking him back with the second half of the sentence.

"What so much nonsense! Just tell me how much you want! Zhao Yongdao.

"Oh, I want ....." Duan Liangyu thought about the remaining money in his hand, "I want 50 catties." "That's all his cash.

"You can also exchange things." Zhao Yong added, in the end, he has been a good friend for many years.

However, he suddenly thought of a question, turned his head and asked Feng Hua, "Is anything okay?" Or is it just cigarettes and alcohol? ”

"I also have to look at the goods, and if I take it back for something worthless, I will be scolded." Feng Hua blinked and said with a smile.

"I understand, I understand!" Zhao Yong was happy and pulled Feng Hua to see the goods.

This is Duan Liangyu's home, a small courtyard house, with a main house, a wing room, a firewood room, the patio is not large, and the soil is exposed, and it seems that he usually grows some vegetables by himself.

And now the main house and the wing room are full of Zhao Yong's goods.

In the main house there are two Phoenix bicycles, one 28 and one 26, two sewing machines, a pile of tobacco and alcohol, a few coarse cloths, flower cloths, wool, and even a few sweets and snacks.

Fenghua bought all of them at 90% of the current black market price. She is here to do "trading" now, not to shop, she originally wanted to lower the price again and pretend to be some, but thinking of Zhao Yong's dedication to money, he can ink for 1 hour for 1 yuan!

She doesn't have time right now, and she has to catch the 8 a.m. car back in a while! Good people have been contacted over there to pick her up, if she can't catch the car, Fang Yuan will be more worried if she knows.

In the warehouse is a pile of second-hand goods that are half-used and not new. Pots and pans, tables, chairs, benches, sofas, and even a big fishing net!

There is a large river passing by not far from here, and it is not surprising that there are fishing nets.

Feng Hua's eyes lit up, but he still pretended not to care and teased: "Brother Zhao, are you still collecting rags?" "She's not called a comrade anymore.

Zhao Yong was a little sneering: "Hehehe, don't look at these old things, these are also good things!" ”

Feng Hua's fingers slowly swiped over a desk, and said casually: "Rosewood, it is indeed a good thing." ”

Zhao Yong swallowed back what he was going to say, yes, he forgot what his identity was, how could he not know these mahogany furniture, he wouldn't want to get an axe.

Feng Hua looked at this set of desks and chairs, typical Ming and Qing dynasty style, it is an old object, I like it very much, the key is that it is valuable!

The surviving mahogany furniture is basically left over from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In particular, rosewood, with a growth cycle of 500 years, is not produced in China, and was brought back by Zheng He when he went to the West for the second time, and was used to press ships at first, and was later discovered by royal craftsmen and made into furniture, which was only used by the nobles of the imperial palace.

Later, it slowly became popular among the people, and it was a symbol of identity and status, and it has always been very expensive. When Fenghua was reborn, the price of rosewood furniture was about 40-1 million tons. Such a beautifully made old object, plus the value of antiques, is even more expensive.

And because of the high density of rosewood, the long and large bookcase in front of Feng Hua is estimated to be half a ton smaller.

"What's the price of this desk?" Feng Hua asked.

This price is not easy to set, Zhao Yong is from an ordinary worker's family, where do you know what mahogany and black wood, he really received it according to the rags......

It was Duan Liangyu who saw it and gave him popular science, so he wiped it and put it in the wing, otherwise he would have thrown it in the firewood room. Last winter was too cold and there wasn't enough firewood to burn, so he almost didn't approve the fire.

Zhao Yong looked at Duan Liangyu and hoped that he would give him a suggestion.

Duan Liangyu was also very embarrassed, if this was put aside, it would be worth one hundred and eighty oceans, but now, no one wants one hundred and eighty yuan, ten yuan and eight yuan are enough!

People who know the goods either don't want it, or they don't have the money, how good is it for people who don't know the goods to buy a brand new desk for two or three dollars, who spends a lot of money to buy an old thing?

At this time, only a very few people still have the consciousness of collecting and antiques.

Even Duan Liangyu himself only felt that it was a pity that this table was on fire, but it was also a table, but it was much better than the poplar and willow tables with two or three pieces outside.

"You... Look at it and give it some...."Duan Liangyu said.

Zhao Yong......

Feng Huaqu knocked on the table: "10 yuan, bring a chair." "She can't just give this thing a sky-high price now because it will be worth a lot in a few decades, that would be a fool.

Besides, 10 yuan is also sky-high for the current value of this thing.

"Done!" Duan Liangyu said immediately.

Zhao Yong habitually wanted to raise the price, but when he thought that the table and a bunch of rags were collected by him for 2 yuan, they were already very righteous, so he shut up.

"And that's it! Look at this cabinet, serious huanghuali, but also mahogany, this wood still has a fragrance, girls use the best! Zhao Yong pointed to a cabinet with a height of one meter and five meters and a width of one meter and two meters by the wall.

Duan Liangyu opened her mouth and secretly glanced at Feng Hua, only to see that the little girl really had a little embarrassment on her face.

"Okay, okay, you know a lot! Did I say that in the first place? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! Duan Liangyu yelled at Zhao Yong.

The aroma of this huanghuali is special, it has an aphrodisiac and emotional effect, it is really embarrassing to say this to a little girl so aggressively, the key is that this little girl still understands.

Zhao Yong was stunned, didn't you swear to me that this was a good thing? Especially this fragrance is the most valuable?

"Ahem, 10 pieces." Feng Hua said calmly. This is indeed a good thing, it is twice as expensive as rosewood, and the effect is magical, so it is just right to keep it for her to use after she gets married......

"Deal!" Zhao Yongdao. It was sold to him by a friend of his, and because it was beautifully carved and intact, he gave a large price of 3 yuan for his friend's face.

The big thing left in the room is a sofa, leather spring, modern production. Feng Hua is a little disdainful, this kind of thing has no collection value, as long as she has a ticket, she can buy a new one, she doesn't want the old one.

The most valuable of the remaining small items should be those iron pots. Because of the "smashing pots and selling iron" in the past two years, the current pots are still very valuable.

Although Feng Hua doesn't need it, there is a pot in her space, and Mrs. Cai's house also has a pot, but she is here to do "trading", and she doesn't want to be valuable, just being tattered doesn't fit her identity.

The last 20 yuan of this pot is a deal, but it is not cheap.

"You collect all the fishing nets?" Feng Hua asked casually as he looked at the fishing net in the corner.

"My friend put me here, sell it, sell it on my behalf."

"How much?"

"This is a fence, big, and it is nylon, get acquainted, as long as 50 yuan, a friend set, it is also a real price, and I am not good at reducing the price for you." Sell other people's things, and he won't have to work so hard.

"Done." Feng Hua Road. Of course, she didn't buy fishing nets for fishing, her small height was not as high as the purse seine was erected, and she couldn't put it in the water, and even if she put it in, she wouldn't know who she would go to tomorrow......

She serves other purposes.

After picking out the large items, the rest are scattered small things, Feng Hua pretended to be careless, but in fact, everything was carefully scanned, and he made sure that there was nothing good, so he said to Zhao Yong: "That's all." ”