"Okay, you don't have to follow me anymore. Just put your little bowl away and give it to Lin Zhong when he comes back."
Lin Fan said to Zhou Li after putting the box on the bicycle.
Zhou Li nodded.
But before leaving, he still hesitated to speak.
Lin Fan could tell that he had something to say: "If you have anything to ask, just ask, I'm leaving."
Zhou Li then scratched his head and asked in disbelief: "Is this broken bowl really worth something?"
It turns out this is still the problem.
Lin Fan was speechless.
People nowadays have little awareness of the protection of antiques and cultural relics, and it is useless to talk to them.
You see, I have told Zhou Li once, but he still keeps asking over and over again, just not believing me.
"Let me tell you this one last time. This thing is indeed worthless now, but it will be valuable in ten or twenty years. Of course, if you don't have the patience to wait for so long, you can sell these things.
As for how much you can sell it for, it all depends on whether the person you sell it to wants it or not."
"If you don't want it, you might not be able to sell it for five yuan. If someone wants it, you might be able to sell it for dozens of yuan. In short, this thing is really useless now."
This time, Zhou Li finally understood.
This is completely a buyer’s market!
Now there are fewer people who want to buy and more people who want to sell.
As long as it can be exchanged for a little money, it can be sold.
But thinking of this, Zhou Li admired Lin Fan a little more.
As expected of an intellectual, he can endure loneliness.
He has to wait for more than ten or twenty years for something, but he is still willing to pay so much money to buy it... But maybe he likes it?
Zhou Li didn't understand, so he could only take the porcelain bowl, and Lin Fan gave him the money and left.
This money is the money I agreed to pay for selling the news.
...
Lin Fan, who had gained a lot, pushed his bicycle into the yard. A man happened to come back from outside and saw this scene. He also saw the box tied to the back seat of the bicycle.
This person is none other than Xu Damao.
"Such a big box, it definitely doesn't contain anything good."
Xu Damao thought in his heart.
He and Lou Xiao'e divorced before, and Lin Fan was involved in it. Moreover, one night before the divorce, Lou Xiao'e also took a large bag of things from home to the yard.
But after the divorce, when he was sorting out Lou Xiaoe's things, he didn't find this black bag.
While chatting with people in the yard, he was intentionally or unintentionally scanning for information about the black bag that Lou Xiao'e brought back that night, and wanted to know if Lou Xiao'e had taken the bag when she left.
After searching carefully for a week, no one in the yard saw Lou Xiao'e taking the package away from the yard.
After all, everyone was aware of the slightest movement in such a large yard, and Lou Xiaoe was obviously struggling to hold the bag.
If she had taken it out from the yard, everyone would have known about it.
During the inquiry, no one in the courtyard found that Lou Xiaoe had ever gone out at night.
After all, if you go out at night, everyone will definitely see it when you come back during the day.
To put it all together, someone will definitely find that Lou Xiaoe went out at night.
but none.
So the package of things must be in the yard. Xu Damao suspected that those things were gold bars, antiques and the like that Lou Xiao'e took from home.
These were feudal dross, and Lin Fan actually accepted them.
And now everyone has basically forgotten about Lou Xiao'e, except for occasionally talking about her.
So Lin Fan no longer had any scruples and brought back the things Lou Xiaoe had given him when he left.
"Yes, that must be the case. This guy Lin Fan must have collected Lou Xiao'e's things. There might be some bad things in that box. Let's see how you, Lin Fan, can still quibble, huh!"
Thinking of this, Xu Damao snorted proudly. He felt that he had caught Lin Fan's hand.
The current environment is getting more and more serious. I didn't expect that Lin Fan would dare to take these things from home. It seems that it's my turn, Xu Damao, to make a contribution.
...
After carrying the box into the house, Lin Xiaomu saw it, so he asked curiously: "Brother Fan, what good stuff is in here?"
Lin Fan smiled, took out the items inside, and gave Lin Xiaomu a look.
Lin Xiaomu looked at it and nodded: "Yes, this thing is pretty good-looking. It's probably quite expensive. It costs a few dollars, right?"
Lin Fan smiled and said nothing, but it was normal. This was the general value of antiques in this era.
Except for some special ones, the price will be higher, and the general price ranges from a few yuan to several hundred yuan.
Of course.
Lin Xiaomu didn't expect these to be antiques, but thought they were bottles and jars that Lin Fan bought from some porcelain store and used for decoration at home.
She knew that Lin Fan liked these things, and she still had some at home, which Lin Fan had recently bought from outside.
She doesn't care. In her opinion, it's not worth much money anyway. Her man will make money, so it's nothing to spend this little money.
but.
Lin Fan did not correct Lin Xiaomu's thoughts.
We are not from the same generation, and even if we say it ourselves, they will not be able to understand it.
After putting these two antiques into his cabinet, Lin Fan found that the space in the cabinet seemed a bit insufficient.
This is not possible. You have to find a place to put these things. It is still a bit unstable at home.
These are porcelains, which are fragile. If someone accidentally breaks them in the future, they won't have anywhere to cry.
etc.
Lin Fan immediately remembered that Xu Damao had met with Deputy Director Li to plot something last time, and he didn't want to forget these two people.
I was pushing my bicycle, and people in the yard saw it. This was a bit blatant.
"It's floating, it's floating!!"
Lin Fan immediately regretted it. He had given Xu Damao an excuse to attack him.
"No, I have to move these things immediately."
Lin Fan immediately decided to move these things as soon as possible, and within the next two days, otherwise, if Xu Damao heard some news after he came back, he would be in trouble.
Lin Fan made the books in the cabinet moisture-proof and put the porcelain he just took out back into the box. He planned to move these things to the courtyard house he bought tonight.
Because that courtyard house is a single courtyard, no one lives in it, and it has a cellar, so these things can be temporarily stored in it.
He also made the entrance to the cellar invisible to ordinary people, just like a dark room.
Lin Xiaomu looked on with some curiosity as Lin Fan handled these things, but she didn't ask any questions.
She's not interested in these things, so if Brother Fan wants to mess with it, just go ahead and mess with it.
In the early morning, Lin Fan quietly packed up his things, tied them to the back seat of his bicycle, and moved the things away quietly.
The next day, when Lin Xiaomu got up, he found that the box Lin Fan brought back yesterday was missing, so he asked: "Brother Fan, where are the things you brought back yesterday?"
Lin Fan replied: "I took them all away last night. I thought about it yesterday and found that it is a bit dangerous to keep these things at home. It is better to keep them outside."
"oh."
Lin Xiaomu didn't quite understand, so he simply didn't ask.
