The parents turned away from the shopkeeper. Because of the arrival of their goddaughter, they didn’t come to the station today, and they didn’t know where to take her to play.
At the station, except for Yu Dashan who was busy weighing the people who came to sell scraps, Brother Shui and Li Guoxiang were busy unloading the goods brought back by Chen Muyu.
The wood, furniture, and other sundries were sorted one by one, and Chen Muyu would make the unified selection later.
Fortunately, the site of the purchasing station is large enough and there is room for storage.
The youngest Wang was also there to help, but he was too old to carry large items, so he just joined in the fun.
"Old man!"
Chen Muyu stepped forward to say hello and called Mr. Wang into the back room.
"What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"
After entering the room and sitting down, he took a sip of the tea handed over by Chen Muyu. Young Wang looked at Chen Muyu with some confusion. Chen Muyu was obviously in trouble!
"I picked up something in Ganquan Village today. I can't understand it. Please help me understand it!"
In the past, Chen Muyu only thought that Wang Laoyao was just an ordinary scavenger, but judging from his recent contacts, Wang Laoyao is still quite discerning in the antique business, and he seems to be a real person who hides himself in the market.
.
Some time ago, the youngest Wang picked up a pair of blue and white porcelain vases and sold them for three million. It didn't seem to be an accident.
"Oh? What is it?" Wang Laoyao suddenly became interested.
After all, I am already in my seventies. Life is rare in seventy years. I have seen a lot of things, so my vision is naturally unique.
Chen Muyu didn't hesitate and took out a large amount of silver ingots from his crotch.
It was placed on the table in front of the youngest Wang with a clang.
This action.
It’s hard to describe in one word!
The youngest Wang was stunned for a long time before he set his sights on the ingot of silver and took out his reading glasses to take a closer look.
He held it with two hands and put a cushion on it.
It's really heavy. Just such a piece of silver must weigh at least three kilograms.
"How's it going, old man?"
Chen Muyu was not worried about the authenticity of this thing, because it must be real. He just wanted to know how much this ingot of silver was worth.
The price of silver is not high. According to the current silver price, it is only a few yuan per gram. At 5 yuan, such an ingot of silver cannot be sold for 10,000 yuan.
What Chen Muyu wants to know is its historical added value.
"Good stuff, why is there still sand on it? Did you get it from Ganquan Village?" After looking at it for a while, the youngest Wang took off his reading glasses.
Chen Muyu briefly told the story, avoiding the important and trivial. He only said that he accidentally fished it out from the bottom of the reservoir. As for the skeleton and the giant frog, he didn't mention a word about it.
"Not bad, not bad, Xiaoyu, your kindness is well rewarded!"
Wang Laoyao grinned, "This should be the 50-tael silver ingot made in Qingshan County during the reign of Emperor Guangxu. It cannot be fake..."
Chen Muyu said, of course he knew that this was a silver ingot made in Qingshan County during the reign of Emperor Guangxu. All he cared about was the value of the silver ingot. Chen Muyu didn't know much about this kind of thing.
In ancient times, one kilogram was sixteen taels. Calculated this way, a 50-tael silver ingot weighed about three kilograms.
"As far as I know, there are not many ingots made in Qingshan County during the reign of Guangxu. I heard that two years ago, someone went out from the shanty town of Dongcheng and the price was as little as 100,000 yuan!" Wang Laoyao said.
"Xiao Shiwan?"
Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, and it seemed pretty good, "How small is it?"
"It seems like there are around 200,000!"
Wang Laoyao gave a specific number, which was a bit vague, but it was still a rough idea. Chen Muyu had an idea in his mind.
"How much do you have, just this ingot?" Wang Laoyao put the silver back on the table and asked casually.
"Two lumps!" Chen Muyu chuckled.
"Okay, you have made a profit this time by acting bravely!" Wang Laoyao chewed his teeth, "So, in this dark cycle of cause and effect, good people should do more good deeds!"
…
One lump is 200,000, two lumps is 400,000!
The cost of demolishing the houses in Ganquan Village was recovered during this trip.
Not a loss!
Chen Muyu was in a good mood and showed the ring and pendant to Young Wang again.
After seeing it, the youngest Wang shook his head. It was pretty much what Chen Muyu had expected. The huanghuali wood for the pendant was not of high quality and the workmanship was rough. It weighed more than a dozen grams and could be worth a thousand.
And the lake green ring is even worse, worth a small thousand at most.
However, the old man also said that these two things should be some kind of tokens, so there is no way to calculate their true value. People who value it are naturally expensive, and people who don't value it are naturally the same.
There is no difference between ordinary literary games.
…
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the next day.
Tenghu came and waited outside Qingfeng Garden early in the morning, and it was still the same Land Rover.
The injury on this guy's face has long since healed, and he has returned to his original cold and arrogant temperament, the one who couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
Along the way, Teng Hu didn't say a few words to Chen Muyu, he just told Chen Muyu not to be afraid.
Afraid?
Chen Muyu smiled, what is there to be afraid of?
Is it possible that people from Youjia can be more terrifying than that toad in Meieryan Reservoir?
…
He went directly to Ganlin Village on the outskirts of Xicheng City. Qin Hong had a house here. Chen Muyu knew about it. He had been here once or twice when his grandfather was still alive.
This old man really knows how to enjoy life. He usually doesn't have anything important to do and usually stays in the village to take care of his health.
Chen Muyu felt that he couldn't understand this old man.
…
At this time, the backyard of the small courtyard.
Two old men stood there.
One is Qin Hong, and the other is wearing a long gown, dressed like an outsider.
"Junior brother, I really envy you. If I had known I should have followed you down the mountain to return to secular life. Now you are doing much better in your family business than me, senior brother. I can only guard a Taoist temple. Alas, it's hard to explain..."
The old man in a long gown played with the autumn chrysanthemums in the garden, shaking his head and sighing, but there was no regret at all on his face.
Qin Hong smiled bitterly, "Brother, please stop laughing at me. You still don't know how much I weigh? If I hadn't relied on Shao'eshan's reputation over the years, would I have been able to make this fortune?
I’m afraid I’ve been beaten and eaten long ago!”
The old man smiled and said nothing.
"I really didn't expect that, senior brother, you would actually come!" Qin Hong added. It was obvious that he respected the old man in front of him very much.
The old man leaned over and sniffed the flowers, "In this generation, including you, there are only three people alive. As a senior brother, I can't watch you being bullied, right? If you are a high-ranking person, why are you violating the law?
, I will definitely not help you, but we will be reasonable this time, so there is no need to be afraid!"
"Thank you so much, senior brother!"
Qin Hong's face showed a bit of joy. With this old man's words, he felt a little more confident, "I have sent someone to pick up Xiaoyu, and the people from Youjia will be here soon..."
"Okay, I just want to take a look at this young man in your family!" The old man nodded slightly, with a calm smile on his face, "But, junior brother, after this matter is resolved, you have to promise me something!"
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Qin Hong.
