"Not just selling it, the two items add up to a total of one hundred thousand yuan. If you two want to buy it, I will tell you the origin of this object. If you don't want to buy it, please don't delay my business..."

The stall owner's look on Chang Xian's face suggested that he was a player. His face wasn't that ugly, and his words softened.

It's just that Chang Xian's classmate doesn't dress like Mr. Kuan. I wonder if he can afford it. After all, one hundred thousand yuan is considered a huge sum of money for ordinary people in 2004.

"Oh? Do you know the origin of this gourd? Please tell me first."

Chang Xian smiled when he heard this.

"This is Sanhe Liu's fire-painted cloud dragon gourd."

As the stall owner said this, he took the gourd handed over by Chang Xian and carefully placed it on the newspaper.

"What else? You haven't said who Sanhe Liu is yet. How come it's worth 100,000 yuan?"

Reporter Zheng Da was waiting to hear the story, now it’s gone?

Is this place also in a state of flux?

She visited so many stalls today, and each story was more ups and downs than the last. This was too simple and crude, right?

"This is Sanheliu's gourd. It's a good thing. If you don't understand it, don't buy it. Anyway, it's worth a hundred thousand. I won't sell it for even one cent less."

The stall owner was a little angry. In fact, he didn't know anything about antiques. He had only made some inquiries about them before, but he didn't know what they were about.

"Zhuzi, please speak up, why are you so angry? Miss, I'm sorry, don't be angry, my child has a short temper. If you have time, I will tell you..."

The aunt next to me was just staying aside. Seeing that the young man was in a bad mood, she immediately came over to apologize. She bit her lip as she spoke, as if she was a little thirsty.

"It's okay, it's okay. You drink water. Then tell us..."

Chang Xian happened to have a bottle of undrinkable water on hand, so he unscrewed it and handed it to the aunt.

The aunt was not polite either. She had something on her mind, so when she met someone, she just poured beans out of a bamboo tube and told her story.

…

This aunt's family is from Jixian County. Her husband is a good carpenter, and his family is not rich but he can still make a living.

The two sons in the family are also very successful. The eldest son has been working in the capital after graduating from high school. The second son has also been admitted to college this year. He is looking forward to his future.

It's just that the second son's college tuition has put the family a little short of money. The eldest son got married not long ago, and the family's small savings have been wiped out.

In order to earn some tuition for his son, the man went up the mountain to steal logging materials. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the forest rangers. In a hurry, he rolled down the mountain and broke his leg. Not only was he injured, but also

Being fined 5,000 yuan immediately plunged the family into misery.

These two things were originally the toys of her two sons when they were young. Now that her husband is lying in the hospital, and if there is no money for treatment, he may not be able to save one of his legs. The whole house is full of troubles, so he decided to focus on these two things.

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Speaking of these two things, they didn't originally belong to their family. They were taken by her man following the trend of that special era.

It is said that the person who was attacked was still a descendant of some Beizi.

I left home early this morning and rushed to Jinmen to see if I could sell it.

After arriving in Jinmen, after asking several people, they found out that this should be sold in the antique market. The mother and son asked from Shenyang Road to Gulou, and the highest price they paid was only 40,000 yuan.

They felt it was too low, so they planned to leave it for a while and go back as soon as possible to see if they could contact the auction house to sell it.

The aunt sighed as she spoke. The matter was not completed, and it cost dozens of yuan for a round trip ticket.

Seeing that Chang Xian was listening attentively, the aunt nodded from time to time and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you like this thing? Why don't I give you a discount..."

The aunt's voice became softer and softer, and the words behind her were almost inaudible. Although her son vowed to say how he was going to do it, after looking at the prices offered by the previous stores, she also felt that she could share her son's fierce appearance and inner lust.

"No, it can't be cheap, one hundred thousand is already very low!"

The young man over there was anxious, "Mom, you have to listen to me on this matter!"

Then he turned to Chang Xian and said: "That's the way it is, and that's the price. If you are happy, that's what we will do. If you're not happy, that's what we will do!"

Oops! I just came out of the Crosstalk Tea House and listened to another paragraph. It turns out that this place in Jinmen is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Seeing that Zheng Mang was about to speak again, Chang Xian asked her to calm down and asked with a smile: "One hundred thousand yuan? Two pieces together?"

"One hundred thousand yuan, two pieces at a time. It doesn't matter if you have one less, and you don't want one more."

The young stall owner's voice was louder and he paused, but his tone was firm.

"One hundred thousand yuan..."

After all, Chang Xian only had two knives and didn't know much about miscellaneous items. The price made him unsure, so he pondered in his mouth and calculated in his mind.

"I don't know if their story is true or false, and I don't know if their statement that the store offered them 40,000 yuan is true or false, but these two items are definitely true."

"Even if the cricket jar is not from this dynasty, at least it is from an official kiln before Qianlong. The blue and white ones after Daoguang definitely don't have that quality."

"Two items cost 100,000 yuan. No matter how much I lose, I won't lose anything. If it's really that cricket jar, I'll make a lot of money."

After secretly calculating in his mind, Chang Xian stretched out his hand to pick up the two items and said, "Yes, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, I want it."

"Xiao Xianzi, you really spent 100,000 yuan to buy this..."

Zheng Mang on the side couldn't help it anymore. She had also seen it just now. Just a broken gourd and a broken jar, how could it be worth 100,000?

Nowadays, housing prices in Tianjin are rising, and you can buy a house of 50 square meters for only 100,000 yuan.

Chang Xian patted Zheng Mang, indicating that he knew what he knew, and asked the stall: "Brother, I don't have so much cash on hand, can I transfer money?"

The young stall owner was in a daze, was this really sold?

One hundred thousand yuan?

Seeing the grasshopper gourd and cricket pot being taken away, there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes. After all, those were also memories of his childhood!

The aunt next to her saw her son in a daze and pinched him: "Zhuzhu, I'm asking you something!"

The stall owner reacted and finally grinned: "Okay, why not? I'll give you my account number."

Chang Xian gave the things to Zheng Mang. After transferring the money, he simply wrapped the things and put them in his backpack. He smiled and said: "Okay, buddy, please check..."

Thinking that they were from Jixian County and had to go back today, he asked again: "What arrangements do you two make? If we drive, do you want to take you to the station just in time..."

"No, no, I don't dare bother you. I know how to get there."

The young stall owner still seemed a little wary. The aunt over there thanked her profusely, but she didn't need them to give it to her.

"Okay, let's leave first. I wish the uncle at home a speedy recovery!"

Chang Xian nodded, looked at the pouting reporter Zheng Da next to him, and chuckled: "Let's go, sisters, let's go have a meal, please just ignore me."
Chapter completed!