Thun was dumbfounded!

What does it mean?

If the price is not right, you can bargain, why do you have to leave if you don't agree?

He was too embarrassed to keep anyone, so he immediately looked at George and motioned for him to help.

George hurriedly spoke:

"Zhu, are you dissatisfied with Mr. Yien's offer? He's always been fair......"

"Nope."

Zhu Yu said while packing up his things:

"This morning, someone already gave me an offer."

He packed up his things, and then said to George:

"I was offered five times as much as the supposedly fair Mr. Thun! I came to see him for the sake of your face, but I didn't expect ......"

George listened to Zhu Yu's words, happy and angry!

Happily, Zhu Yu gave him enough face, saying that he came here for the sake of his face.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that Zhu Yu wants to get more offers for comparison.

And the anger is, does this Thun take others for fools?

He had already told Thun in advance that this Zhu Yu was very capable, and it was best to have a good relationship, so that he could take the initiative in buying collectibles in the future.

Is this Thun a fool?

Or does he think everyone else is a fool!

Thun is also wronged!

Who doesn't want to pick up a leak or something?

If the other party doesn't see through it, won't it be earned?

Bargaining, talking about it!

He listened to Zhu Yu's words and couldn't help but shout:

"Impossible! Five times the price, that person doesn't make money at all! ”

Zhu Yu and George both looked at him, their eyes were not good!

Obviously, this shows that Thun really knows the price of those gold and silver coins.

And he really intends to treat Zhu Yu as a fool.

Zhu Yu waved his hand at George:

"Good-bye, Mr. George."

After saying that, he left.

It's better to deal less with such people.

George hurried after him, explaining for a while, saying that he didn't know either.

Zhu Yu said he understood, and then left.

After thinking about it, it was useless to keep these things in his hands, so Zhu Yu drove to Smith's mall.

Smith was helping someone identify a flag, and when he saw Zhu Yu, he smiled at him, and then pointed to the chair next to him, asking Zhu Yu to wait.

Zhu Yu's gaze fell on the flag that the guest wanted to identify.

Because the three words "Flying Tigers" are written on it in Chinese characters!

Flying Tigers flag!

How did this thing get here?

Seeing that Zhu Yu was interested, Smith told him the origin of the flag.

The bearded man who came with the flag for identification was received from someone else.

The original owner of the flag was an old man who was said to have bought a house and found it in a grocery warehouse.

The old man didn't think the flag was of any use, but he felt that the workmanship was good, so he kept it, occasionally holding it up with a stick.

This bearded man was the old man's neighbor, and one day he saw it, and he knew the origin of the Flying Tigers, and he also knew these Chinese characters, so he bought them for a hundred dollars.

"Is this true?" Zhu Yu took a closer look and found that the flag was made of silk, which was about the same size and appearance as the pennant he usually saw.

In addition to the three Chinese characters embroidered on it, there is also a string of English names.

"As I understand it, it's true." Smith explained, "At that time, when the Chinese Aid Volunteer Air Force was fighting in China, for a period of time, each member of the team had a Chinese person embroider a team flag for them, and this was one of them.

It should have been that after the Flying Tigers came back, they stayed at home, and then moved and forgot to take them with them, or lost them. ”

Zhu Yu knew that history, and he suddenly asked the bearded man:

"How much are you going to sell?"

The bearded man could see that Zhu Yu wanted to buy it, but he still looked at Smith first.

Zhu Yu's actions were a bit reckless, which could be regarded as a truncated beard.

But Smith understood Zhu Yu's thoughts, and said to the bearded man with a smile:

"You bid, he buys the same as I buy."

"I think he's worth three thousand dollars."

"For a thousand dollars, I'll buy it." Zhu Yu took a fancy to the commemorative significance of this flag, and he didn't intend to be the wrongdoer.

"Deal!" The bearded man said sharply.

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this beard to be really a lion's mouth!

However, a thousand dollars is nothing to Zhu Yu, he paid happily, the bearded man left in a hurry, Smith beckoned the other tellers over, and he took Zhu Yu to the inner room.

"That flag, if you find the right collector, five thousand dollars should be a fair price." Smith said casually.

"I'm going to collect it myself." Zhu Yu explained, folded the flag carefully, and then put it in the backpack.

Smith smiled and didn't say anything more, but asked:

"You're here to ...... this time"

Zhu Yu took out the gold and silver coins and those materials from his backpack and placed them on the table.

Smith showed joy and said to Zhu Yu first:

"I'll be sure to give you a fair price!"

Although he hadn't known Zhu Yu for a long time, he knew that Zhu Yu would be able to come up with something good that surprised him every once in a while.

Therefore, Zhu Yu has long been treated as a high-quality customer, and the price is very fair.

Because he knew that Zhu Yu would have a lot of things for sale every time, even if they only made a little money each, it would accumulate a lot of money!

The gold and silver coins Zhu Yu poured out, and after Smith finished counting, he reported a whole number of six million dollars to Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu nodded in agreement, it was indeed more than five times higher than the price given by that Thun!

"These documents, and letters," Smith said, as he flipped through the pile of documents, but put them down again:

"I'm not an expert in this area, and although I know that these things must be more expensive, I don't know to what extent."

He touched his chin, thought for a moment and said:

"Well, I'll introduce you to an expert in collecting these things, a professor of history at New York University, who should be able to give you a satisfactory price."

Hearing that it was a professor, Zhu Yu was a little puzzled:

"Can he afford it?"

How much money can a college professor have?

In Zhu Yu's eyes, university professors are often middle-class, but there are probably not many who are too rich.

After all, if you make money, it will be difficult to learn.

Smith explains:

"This history professor has a relatively solid background. He often engaged in some historical research and archaeological discoveries, and the school would give him a grant. In addition, he is also responsible for the appraisal and collection of some cultural relics, and he earns a lot! ”

Zhu Yu suddenly realized.

He thought of some people in China who were engaged in research projects.

Don't say it, don't say it!

Since the other party has money, let's get in touch.

Zhu Yu took the contact information given by Smith and left the mall.

What he found this time, he didn't completely sell out.

Some gold and silver coins have been left, and it is good to give them as small gifts in the future.

I called Ran Jie first and made sure that he was in the freight yard, so I went over to pull him up, and then went back to the old villa.

Cathy asked Zhu Yu with concern about some rumors on the Internet, especially about whether the matter of digging up the bones had an impact on him, and burned ginger water to remove Zhu Yu's yin qi.

Semi-forced Zhu Yu and Ran Jie to take a bath before they could be relieved.

The two of them came out and smiled at each other, this feeling of being cared for was like a nagging mother at home.

It's annoying when I'm at home, but when I leave home and go to another country, I feel it again, and I feel it quite deeply.

Then it's a sturdy lunch.

Cathy knew that Zhu Yu's Ran Jie were both pot-bellied men, so the food prepared was large, full of calories, and nutritious.

During the meal, Zhu Yu asked Cathy:

"What do you Americans think about history?"

Cathy replied as she pondered as she ate:

"I'm not particularly clear. Because I've been following Mr. Oe for so long, sometimes my thinking has become Chinese.

But I think that quite a few people don't care much about history, they only care about the present. ”

Zhu Yu nodded.

After eating, Zhu Yu and Ran Jie went out, and in the car, Zhu Yu gave Ran Jie a check.

"One hundred thousand, boss, you are generous enough!" Ran Jie smiled.

"You also have credit for digging up the treasure this time, and you don't get much of it, which means it."

"Enough." Ran Jie smiled, put the check away, and calculated that the family's debts could almost be repaid.

"Those comrades of mine have already set off." Ran Jie said, "The application sent by the freight yard here is very useful, and the person is released directly there." ”

"Okay, wait here, you talk to them first, and then we will meet. Usually it's in the yard when it's okay, and I'll call someone if there's something. ”

Zhu Yu felt that it would be good for him to connect with Ran Jie alone, and the others would still be handed over to Ran Jie to be responsible.

"Okay." Ran Jie hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything more.

Although I usually feel a little condescending, I usually go to the freight yard, so there is not much difference.

As long as you really do something, and this boss is not stingy, that's fine.

Besides, everything you do is basically above the bottom line, and you can rest assured.

Zhu Yu took Ran Jie to find the professor Smith said.

Entering the campus of New York University, Zhu Yu dragged a blonde beauty to inquire, and then found the office where the professor was.

This professor is quite a status, and he occupies a large office by himself.

Smith called in advance, so Zhu Yu entered the door smoothly.

The old man's name is Carl Phillips, and he is very straightforward:

"Get it out, I'll take a look."

Zhu Yu took out a few pieces of paper from the sealed bag and handed them over.

"That's not how this stuff is kept." Phillips frowned and said, "It's easy to get damaged." ”

"Got it." Zhu Yu nodded teachably. I thought it was right for me to sell it to you, and how to keep it was your business.

Phillips put on his gloves, carefully took the paper, placed it on professional equipment, and then began to look at it.

After studying for half an hour, he nodded and said:

"It's true. It is indeed a product of that era. Moreover, the content of this is very novel, and can provide some new evidence for the current study of the history of the Civil War. ”

After speaking, he asked Zhu Yu:

"How many?"

"Thirty-five pages." Zhu Yu said.

"So, how about twenty thousand dollars, seven hundred thousand dollars per page?"

He looked at Zhu Yu and said:

"The price is already fair."

"Deal." Zhu Yu himself has no bottom, but this price is obviously much higher than that given by Thun.

Basically, it is a business without capital, and it is already content to earn this price.

Phillips didn't expect Zhu Yu to be so straightforward, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Nice, young man!"

The transaction between the two sides was very fast, Zhu Yu and Ran Jie left the office, and on the way back, Ran Jie asked:

"Boss, these letters should be important, right? Materials from 200 years ago, even in our country, are very expensive, right? ”

"It is more precious than what is more than 200 years old in China." Zhu Yu said according to his own thoughts, "We attach importance to history in China, so unless there is a large-scale ban on writing or the implementation of literary prison, historical records will not be cut off."

Of course, even if the official history is covered up, some wild history will appear.

However, the United States does not pay much attention to history, or most foreign countries do not pay much attention to history. Because of this, it is more embarrassing for their country to want to study history. Because there is too little information.

In recent years, it has been better, and if it is far away, it is more difficult to find information. And it's varied, too subjective. ”

Ran Jie basically understood what Zhu Yu meant.

However, these letters and materials can at most prove the historical situation at that time, and cannot completely change history. You also need to have circumstantial evidence or something, and it's good to sell it for money. ”

Before Zhu Yu finished speaking, he received a phone call.

Old John called.

After listening to what Old John relayed, Zhu Yu's face was a little strange.

There are really such sanctimonious people these days.

It's either naivety or hypocrisy!

Seeing that Zhu Yu's face was wrong, Ran Jie hurriedly asked:

"Boss, what's the situation?"

"Hehe, I ran into a fool." Zhu Yu explained, and then said to Old John:

"Ignore him. When he asked again, he said I had already sold those things. What does this history matter to me? All I know is to make money. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhu Yu said to Ran Jie with a mocking smile:

"A friend of Old John learned about this from the Internet, and he knew from Old John that I had a relationship with Old John, so I asked Old John to tell me to donate these documents for the study of the history of Old John.

He also said that doing so will make my image more positive and good for my future development. In addition, as a beautiful countryman, this is an obligation -, Lao Tzu has no intention of changing his nationality! ”

Ran Jie was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"It turns out that there is also a moral kidnapping here!"

"Normal. Everywhere, there are people who first kidnap themselves and then kidnap others. If you really want to move the interests of these people, they themselves have to be anxious first. ”

"Yes, it's the same as if I really have a car and I really have a liar."

"And those who are clamoring for the abolition of the death penalty, that really didn't fall on their heads......"

The two of them said one after another, and suddenly found that the three views formed by each other in China were quite close.

Although he was angry, although he was dissatisfied, he did not lose that heart.

Sending Ran Jie back to the rental house, Zhu Yu joked:

"You're a good employee, let the boss be your driver every day. I think you need to get your driver's license and buy a used car as soon as possible. ”

Ran Jie smiled, and knew that Zhu Yu was joking.

Not long after Zhu Yu returned to the villa, he received a call from Joanna.

It turned out that her friend had seen Zhu Yu at school.