Chen Yong got up early and saw that the only thing worth a little money at home was this antique Western clock. The Western clock hand pointed exactly at 6 o'clock. He sorted out the coins last night until late at night before he rested.

Today I went to the provincial capital to sell coins and I had to take the train to the city train station.

My parents also got up. After washing up, Chen Yong said to his parents: "Dad, mom! I'm going to the provincial capital. Now I'm going to the train station. It's getting late. I'm going to leave. I may have to go there for a few days and come back after selling it!"

"Be careful on the road! Call the village department if you have any questions!"

Chen Yong responded and walked out with a bag of sacks on his back. He waited for bus No. 8 to the train station at the roadside bus stop. After a while, the bus arrived. He arrived at the train station in half an hour. In the ticket purchase hall, he bought the fastest train to live in the provincial capital. He left at 7:30 and took more than 100 kilometers to the provincial capital railway station in more than an hour.

Xiguan Antique City is located west of Xiguan Dianhe Road. Xiguan has always been a distribution center for antiques in eastern Guangdong Province and even in the southern region. It is now one of the four major antique markets in the country.

The Antique City is an antique antique professional street about one kilometer long, mainly engaged in ancient ceramics, famous calligraphy and paintings, four treasures of study, jade jade, ancient coins of all dynasties, and different types of artworks that intersect the old and the old.

Chen Yong got off the bus and walked towards the antique market.

At this time, the most famous Tianguang Ruins in the south had already dispersed. The shops on both sides of a long street had already opened, and various signs were hung on the doors, written in calligraphy such as regular script, running script, clerical script, seal script, etc.

The decorations in the store are also different, antique, with their own characteristics and highlights.

Chen Yong walked through several shops, all selling jade, art, etc. When he walked to a shop with Rongxing coins written on it, Chen Yong walked in.

This store is not big and only about 40 square meters. There should be another floor above the stairs. The decoration is simple Qing Dynasty style. The ancient shelves against the walls on both sides and the layout of some furniture are finished.

There is a cool air conditioning blowing towards the head above the entrance, which makes people feel energetic. On the left side of the entrance, there is a pot of very lush and rich bamboo, and on the right is a large fish-shaped vase.

This is a simple Feng Shui decoration that attracts wealth and treasures. Chen Yong was thinking in his heart, is this boss supposed to be simple?

I took a look around with my eyes. The ancient shelf is filled with various currencies, shell coins, knife coins, cloth coins, and strange shapes. It has everything.

There are four framed porcelain paintings hanging on the front, four screens for farming in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The signature is Wang Xiaotang, a famous porcelain maker in Jingdezhen in modern times.

There is a Kung Fu tea table more than two meters long under the four screens. Four antique chairs are placed on both sides of the tea table. Three people sit on the chairs, whispering softly while savoring the tea.

Chen Yong was about to walk in, but he saw a woman wearing makeup sitting on the boss's chair at the door. He looked at Chen Yong coldly with his eyes and said with a sneer.

"Our store is not ragged and can be collected, go, go!"

Chen Yong also looked at this woman coldly.

I saw that this woman was in her twenties, had a fat figure, was not tall, had heavy makeup, and her mouth was painted as red as a chicken butt. The smell of inferior perfume made people dizzy.

If the perfume smell is poisonous, it can make people on the entire antique street faint.

"Do you collect coins?" Chen Yong said coldly.

The woman immediately stood up and said with disdainful expression: "Look at how you dress more ragged than those who collect ragged rags, what good coins can you have? It's not that they collected rags!"

Chen Yong looked at himself and couldn't tell what color the short-sleeved clothes he was wearing. There were sweat stains, oil stains, mud stains, blood stains, etc. on the clothes to form a different color.

She wore half-sized shorts made of Yoro fabric.

My feet were wearing military-colored liberation shoes, and the shoes were washed white. There was a hole in the toe and the toes were exposed.

This is Chen Yong's best outfit. With Chen Yong carrying a sack, it makes people think it is a ragged person at a glance, which makes people laugh and cry.

Can you be reborn if you are reborn? Can't you be reborn to a richer family? Chen Yong sighed in his heart.

Chen Yong took out a string of coins from the sack, and deliberately rolled up the mouth of the sack, revealing a lot of coins in a row.

He put the coins in front of the woman and asked, "Does your store collect these coins?"

The woman took the coins and looked at them, then took them to the counter, opened a copy of the money, compared them with the coins, and compared them one by one.

I went to the front cabinet bucket and found a vernier caliper, measured the diameter of the coin, and measured the thickness of the coin.

The woman thought about it and then took a magnifying glass. The magnifying glass was single-eyed, and placed it in front of the coins with the right eye, looked left and right, looked up and down, and compared it with the money score. After watching it for more than twenty minutes, she nodded on her own, as if she had made some major decision.

Chen Yong had long been impatient and wanted to get the coins back and leave, but he hadn't finished reading it yet, so he was embarrassed to let someone take it back.

He could only stand there and no one poured a glass of water for Chen Yong. At least he would carry a chair for others to sit on. This is the way to entertain guests.

Chen Yong thought that the woman had finished watching, but he saw that the woman stood up and walked on the counter, as if she had gone to find something.

At this time, Chen Yong heard the people on the coffee table talking: "Professor Hou! You must help this time! We came from the west."

Another man in his fifties wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a bit scholarly temperament said: "Brother Zhang! It's not that I won't help you, I really have limited abilities!"

Brother Zhang is an old man in his sixties with a national face. He felt extraordinary at first glance, with a sad face and said anxiously: "Professor Hou! I'll give you money, you can offer a price!"

At this time, the woman also came back with the things. It turned out that she was going to get the weighing and wanted to untie the red rope one by one.

Chen Yong quickly stopped him: "It can't be unlocked! Do you want it? How much does it cost? Give it a price!"

The woman reluctantly put down the coins in her hand, pointed to a coin with her finger, and said slowly: "This Shunzhi Tongbao has a large amount of existence and is made by an ordinary money bureau. The price will not be very high, each one will be thirty."

He pointed at the other two and said, "These two Qianlong Tongbao and Jiaqing Tong are also ordinary versions!"

"One twenty."

"This Kangxi Tongbao is from Baoquan Bureau."

"At forty!"

"Yongzheng Tongbao is of good quality. Yongzheng Tongbao has a relatively short circulation time, a small amount of existence, and a relatively high price!"

"A sixty."

The woman seemed to be very knowledgeable about the coin and very recognized its valuation. Then she pressed it on the calculator for a long time before saying to Chen Yong: "The total number of these five coins is 170 yuan."

"Are you sure these five are only worth 170?" Chen Yong was so angry after hearing the woman's words that Chen Yong asked with a long mouth.

The woman smiled and looked at Chen Yong with some disdain and said, "How much more do you want?"

Chen Yong took the money string back and straightened the red rope.
Chapter completed!