These three people, headed by Wei Tu, relied on their eyesight to walk through the streets and unearth antiques and jades from piles of junk goods. In the jargon, they were shoveling land.
The fat man's name was Ma Biao, and he was nicknamed Biaozi. He opened the black cloth bag and took out a small, dusty wooden stand.
"Brother Tu, give me Zhang Zhangyan."
Wei Tu took the things and looked at them carefully: "The material of this shelf is not bad, it is worth three or four hundred."
Hearing this, Tang Xiaosan and Biaozi were both happy, especially Xiaosan. He urged: "Biaozi, are there any good things in the bag?"
Biaozi quickly took out two more items.
"They're probably not worth much. They're just two small ornaments. I thought they were quite unique, so I took them back together."
Wei Tu glanced lightly, his expression changed drastically, and he raised his hand and gave him a blow.
"When you go out from now on, don't tell me that you know me. This is a small-leaf red sandalwood horse paperweight! Judging from the age, it must be over a hundred years old."
"Is this thing worth anything?"
Wei Tu gave another blow: "Nonsense!"
Tang Xiaosan and Biaozi looked at each other excitedly and said in unison: "How much is it worth?"
"Little two thousand."
"We've made it! We've made it! We've really made it this time! We're not in vain to please that old man!"
The three of them have been getting close to the gatekeeper, Uncle Liu, for the past few days, and today they specially prepared a table of good wine and food to treat the old man to dinner.
After three rounds of drinking, the three of them found an excuse to send the person out, and this happened.
Tang Xiaosan gave him a fist in excitement: "You can do it, kid! If it weren't for the brother and sister who were in the way just now, I would have gone to find you a long time ago. How about we go in and have a look?"
"Okay, just accept it as soon as you see fit. When Old Liu comes back, show him the thing and tell him that you two are very curious about this thing. Let him sell it to us. That's the way to go."
The caretaker is an ordinary old man, he definitely doesn't know the goods, and he probably can't see the clues.
Biaozi was the first to refuse and said, "I don't agree. If he sees something, our work will be in vain!"
Although Tang Xiaosan said nothing, he agreed in his heart.
"Taking it without asking is called stealing!" Wei Tu lowered his face and punched each other: "Come on!"
"Hey, you three are waiting for me here? Come on, let's continue drinking." Old Liu Tou came back.
Wei Tu snatched the object from Biaozi's hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, these two things are just for my brother to take home to practice calligraphy. Let's see how much they cost."
"Hey, we are still talking about money or not. If you like it, take it!"
When Xiaosan and Biaozi heard this, their expressions immediately turned from worry to joy. One on the left and the other on the right, they hooked up with the old man, and the four of them continued to exchange glasses with the food and wine.
At the same time, brother and sister Jiang Hao and Jiang Yun had already carried the desk into the house.
"It's so rare to see such a broken table! I wouldn't even give it to you for free! Did you smell it when they passed by?"
"What does it taste like?"
"What else can it taste like? It tastes poor!"
The neighbors were gloating and laughing, but the brother and sister had no time to pay attention to them.
The two of them worked together to carry the desk into the main room. Jiang Hao turned around and closed the door to make sure everything was safe, and even locked it specially.
"What are you two doing? Why are you locking the door in broad daylight? Oh! Where did this table come from?" Wang Mei was confused.
Jiang Yun made a shushing gesture towards her: "Mom, there is a treasure here, we will carry it back!
"It cost two yuan!" Jiang Hao emphasized, winking at his mother and making a gesture of counting money with a playful smile, which was full of implications.
Wang Mei was selectively blind, so she directly bypassed her son, walked to the table and looked carefully: "Daughter, where is the treasure hidden?"
Jiang Yun pointed to the big drawer in the middle: "It's hidden behind here."
"You brat! Why do you think you're an elder brother? Why are you standing around here? Do you want your sister to do it yourself?" Wang Mei glared at her son angrily.
Jiang Hao reacted: "Get out of the way, let me do it!" He suddenly exerted his strength.
"Click——"
With a sound of wood breaking, the drawer was forcibly pulled out. On the wooden board behind the drawer, there was an oil paper package stuck to it.
"Oh! It's really in stock! Bless the old god!" The excited Wang Mei bowed three times to the old god's board and urged: "Open it quickly and take a look!"
The oil paper bag has three layers inside and three outside. It is also wrapped in a piece of red velvet cloth. When you open the end of the cloth, you can see three small golden gold ingots. They are weighed in the hand and they are not light.
"Gold, worth 1,500 yuan"
Jiang Yun was overjoyed by the words that came to her mind. Gold is hard currency! Plus what she earned last time, it should be a little over two thousand!
Fortunately, she acted quickly and covered his mouth: "Brother! Keep your voice down!" Be careful that walls have ears.
At this moment, Wang Mei was also very excited. She picked up a gold ingot, put it in her mouth and bit it with her teeth: "It's real gold! Each one weighs one or two at least!"
The three gold ingots are all one or two weight. According to the current gold price, each one can be sold for almost 500.
Jiang Yun glanced at the oil paper bag on the table, and there was a faint white light inside.
"Brother, look, is there anything else inside?"
Jiang Hao checked carefully and found the treasure again: "Hey, I almost missed it."
As soon as he took the thing out, he couldn't help but admire: "This thing is so beautiful! But it doesn't look like jade or glass, so what is it?"
This is an ingenious little glass bottle. The bottle cap is inlaid with red gems. The surface is smooth, and all the painting patterns are painted from the inside of the bottle.
"Glass snuff bottle, worth 500"
Jiang Yun was stunned, she didn't expect such a small thing to be quite valuable: "This is a glazed snuff bottle!"
"What's the nose pot? Does this thing deserve to be called a pot?" He only knows kettles, oil pots and urinals. What can such a small bottle be filled with?
"This thing seems to have been used by rich people in ancient times. I heard a junior high school teacher mention it." We can't explain too much now. The more you say, the more likely it is that the truth will be exposed. So let's prevaricate it first.
Jiang Hao nodded: "It's a gadget from the ancients, it must be worth a lot of money, right?"
"Well, it should be quite valuable. How about we go to the pawn shop and ask?"
"OK"
Seeing that the two children were about to leave, Wang Mei quickly shouted: "Take these three together and sell them."
Jiang Yun thought for a while: "Mom, it would be too ostentatious to sell these gold ingots together. Let's sell the snuff bottles first. You can keep the rest and keep it for later."
"Xiaoyun is very considerate. Mom will keep it for you and buy you a dowry in the future."
"Mom! Hehe, what about me? Your son also needs a wife." Jiang Hao shamelessly came over and stood next to his mother.
"You brat! Stay close to your sister first. If our family didn't have Xiaoyun's skills, how could we live a good life!"
After saying that, Wang Mei emphasized: "You kid, remember, you have to stick to my little sister for everything, do you understand?"
"I know! Just be at ease!" Jiang Hao secretly swore in his heart that he must treat the girl better.
As soon as the brother and sister left, Wang Mei, who had put away her things, also carried the vegetable basket and went out.
As the old saying goes, everything must be balanced.
The old god gave me such a skill, but my daughter will probably lose her vitality. Xiaoyun's body bones are already weak, so as a mother, she must make some nutritious dishes for her child to replenish her body.
On the other side, the brother and sister had arrived at the door of the pawn shop, and the boy from before recognized Jiang Yun at a glance.
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Author's Little Theater:
Wei Tu, the family cook: "Make soup, cook and feed the little girl!"
Jiang Yun hooked her fingers and blinked: "All talk and no practice of fake moves..."