They were all old acquaintances. Li Manjun had long seen through Wan Rongming's excitement in his heart and asked directly:
"what's the situation?"
Speaking of these old objects, Wan Rongming forgot about the smell of the pigsty. He looked at Li Manjun and sighed: "I think you guys are going too far."
What surprised him even more was that they actually encountered something good. It was really bad luck.
"I'll tell you if you give me a cup." He started to sit down and raise the price.
Li Manjun picked up the pig food spoon next to the pig pen as a gesture to hit him, and Wan Rongming nimbly ran out for a few steps, laughing very cheaply.
"What are the rules in your business? It's popular to cut things off halfway, right?" Li Manjun asked in a bad temper.
However, the more Wan Rongming is like this, the higher the value of this tea set.
Otherwise, with Wan Rongming's eyes, ordinary objects would be indifferent to him.
Wan Rongming was not angry, and even advised her: "You'd better collect the whole set together. What I just said is true. Those four cups are just the right size for the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. The teapot is just a little bit off.
The objects from the late Qing Dynasty are still missing a cover and are not worth much. You can take them home and arrange flowers or do whatever you want, and use them as ornaments."
After saying that, he said helplessly: "I know you won't sell it to me, but I just have a problem. When I see a good item, I want to get it into my own hands."
"In this way, if you sell me the red plum, I promise to give you a fair price. For the remaining three, I will find a buyer for you without asking for your appraisal fee or middleman fee. You see, I have enough
Are you being kind?"
At first glance, it sounded really kind to her, and she was able to get the money for the four cups in the end.
The appraisal fees and brokerage fees were also spent in vain, which is very cost-effective when you think about it.
Li Manjun almost agreed.
Suddenly, the sound of pigs grunting came from the pigsty behind her, and she suddenly became excited and her mind was very clear.
Wan Rongming said that he had collected all the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. If the other three were sold to the same buyer first, and if the other party knew that there was another one that could collect all four dynasties, how could he find a way to get it?
What's more, the great thing about these four cups is that they have the same shape, making collectors ecstatic!
Wan Rongming is holding a plum in his hand. It is still the plum blossom among the Four Gentlemen. Isn’t he just asking any price?
For the price of this one, with a little manipulation, I'm afraid it can be worth all the previous three.
But what can she do if she sees through Wan Rongming's tricks?
Does she have a choice?
Only Wan Rongming has the time and energy to lay out this situation for the buyer.
Li Manjun can only tell herself, don't be too greedy.
Wan Rongming secretly observed Li Manjun's expression and admired her very much when he saw her understanding.
He really likes Li Manjun, a transparent person who doesn't try to get into trouble and is willing to give up benefits.
"What do you think is the appropriate price for me to offer?" Li Manjun asked, acquiescing to the plan proposed by Wan Rongming.
Wan Rongming breathed a sigh of relief, not wanting to smell the smell of pig shit, so he stood there and made two-two gestures.
Between two hundred and two thousand, it's up to her to decide.
One advantage of traveling to the countryside is that the owner doesn't know the value and can often find something missing.
Li Manjun walked out of the pig pen, took a deep breath of fresh air, and already had a plan in mind.
"By the way, how much cash did you bring?" Li Manjun suddenly turned around and asked.
Wan Rongming smiled, opened the zipper of his cotton jacket, took out a wallet and handed Li Manjun two thousand yuan in cash.
"Look, Big Brother is kind enough." She was afraid that she would not be prepared enough, so she had to carry cash with her at all times.
Li Manjun gave him a thumbs up, "I'm really impressed by you."
She returned the money to him and patted her waist. She had already brought the money with her, and it was all tied up in her belt.
Wan Rongming was stunned, and gave Li Manjun a thumbs up. Let’s just say, don’t accept it!
The two of them came prepared. How could the Zhou family resist it? After several trials, the price was settled on the auspicious number of 2088.
For the Zhou family, this was a huge sum of money, which allowed them to repair their house, raise a few more pigs, and send their two children to school.
"The blessings left by our ancestors are really full of blessings~" Zhou's daughter-in-law held the cash and checked the authenticity over and over again.
Li Manjun and the other three waited patiently, and at the same time, they padded the purchased tea sets with rags and straw to prevent bumps on the road.
After the Zhou family checked all the money and made sure it was correct, Li Manjun and the other three left with the tea set.
From a distance, you can still hear the happy voices of two children halfway up the mountain, talking about going to school, buying schoolbags, and stationery...
When we returned to Heather Town, around six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was already dark.
There was no shuttle bus back to the city. Li Manjun brought Wan Rongming to his home. When Li Dawei heard that Li Manjun said that he was an antique expert, he was so surprised that he insisted on taking out the worthless things at home and asking Wan Rongming to help.
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Wan Rongming felt helpless and funny, so he simply talked to him about the time when he went to the north to collect goods when he was young. What he said was bizarre, and how Wong Tai Sin blocked the way and the tomb keeper got a strange disease.
Li Jianguo sat next to his father, listening with fear and fascination. At night, Wan Rongming lived in the same room with him, and insisted on Wan Rongming continuing to talk to him. He was so frightened that he did not dare to get up in the middle of the night, and almost died from urination.
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The next day, I learned that Wan Rongming was going back to the city with his eldest sister, so he reluctantly sent him to the bus stop.
The Liu Yan siblings also came, and Li Manjun gave the two thousand yuan that he borrowed from Wan Rongming after he came back last night.
She agreed to give them a commission if they found old items, and the two thousand yuan was the commission.
She had already spent all the cash she had on her to buy tea sets yesterday, so she had to ask Wan Rongming to borrow some temporarily.
"Two thousand? That's so much!" Liu Yan was shocked. This was too much.
Li Manjun asked her to hold it with peace of mind, "You and Liu Cheng ran away several times before, and each time they were always empty-handed. If you really count, there isn't much left."
Only then did Liu Yan accept it and gave Li Manjun a large bag of salted peanuts. They were steaming hot and he got up early to cook them for her.
"Then let's go. If you have time, come to the city and we'll get together again." Li Manjun leaned out of the car window and waved to Liu Yan.
Li Jianjun also waved to his sister, stepped on the school bell and rushed into the school diagonally opposite the stop sign.
"The final exam is coming soon, study harder!" Li Manjun warned loudly.
Li Jianjun turned around and showed a grimace, "I know!"
Li Manjun raised his eyebrows and told people that this is what it feels like to study, it's very refreshing.
Back in Rongcheng, the two went straight to Wan Rongming's shop and settled the accounts in the house.
Wan Rongming gave Li Manjun 18,000 yuan and took away her red plum tea cup.
I don't have to pay back the two thousand I borrowed before. In total, I bought her a cup for twenty thousand yuan.
Li Manjun bought the remaining three in better boxes in his store and packed them up and took them home.
Wan Rongming asked Li Manjun to wait, borrowed a friend's camera, laid out the whole set of teapots, and took a few photos together.
