Chen Ran became irritated thinking about this, and when he came to Zhang Jinhai, he barely returned to normal: "You came so early?"
Zhang Jinhai naturally knew how to answer without embarrassing the other party: "I've just arrived too. The taxi is here, let's get in."
When Zhang Jinhai waited for the taxi to stop in front of him, he opened the rear door and asked Chen Ran to get in and close the rear door. He opened the front passenger door, closed the door with a bang and said to the taxi driver:
"Master, please go to the antique market."
After the two arrived at the antique market, Chen Dongran seemed to be interested in everything. He picked up this one to look at, and that one to ask questions. It was obvious that he was really happy.
When he saw two Jianyan Tongbao coins, Zhang Jinhai carefully identified them and confirmed that they were genuine. He asked the stall owner: "How much do these two coins cost?"
The stall owner replied: "2 yuan a piece."
Zhang Jinhai smiled and said: "Why don't you go and grab it? It's so expensive. I'll buy it for you cheaper."
The street stall owner didn't know much about the goods. Anyway, it was collected from others, so it's enough to make a little profit: "It's only 1 yuan a piece. It's good luck to do business early in the morning. Take it if you want."
Zhang Jinhai took out two banknotes with 'Female Tractor Driver' printed on them and handed them over: "Here are two dollars for you. These two are mine now. Please wrap them up for me. Thank you."
The stall owner quickly took the goods and said, "Boss, it's me who thanks you. Thank you for taking care of my business."
Zhang Jinhai took the two packaged Jianyan Tongbao and handed them to Chen Dongran and said: "These are for you.
Don’t look at the fact that it’s not very valuable now. Don’t sell it before 2022, and you’ll get almost 20,000 yuan by then.”
Chen Dongran looked very happy and said: "Is it true? What if I can't sell it for that much money? Will you pay me the difference?"
Zhang Jinhai glanced at her innocent and bright face and said: "As long as you can still get it at that time, if there is a difference in price, I will definitely make it up to you."
"Remember what you said, don't be shameless when the time comes." Chen Dongran naturally reached out and pulled Zhang Jinhai to the second floor: "I heard that the things upstairs will be better."
Zhang Jinhai followed him up to the second floor. Most of the things he saw were scraps of scrap metal. No valuable items could be seen. When he turned to a stall at the corner, Zhang Jinhai felt his eyes light up.
Surprisingly, the smallest Jinhou Su Zhong was discovered here. In the memory of Zhang Jinhai’s previous life, a total of 16 pieces of Jinhou Su Zhong were unearthed from the Jinhou Cemetery in Zhaobei Village, Woqu County, Xishan Province in 1992. 14 of them were sold by tomb thieves to cultural relic dealers in Hongkong.
It was later recovered by the country and collected in the Shanghai Museum.
The bells of Jinhou Su can be divided into two groups, with eight pieces in each group. They are arranged in order of size and arranged into two rows of chime bells with harmonious scales and rhythms. A total of 355 words of inscriptions are engraved on the bells, which record in detail the story of Jinhou Su’s personal expedition to the Dongyi tribe with King Li of Zhou.
His time and achievements are not recorded in history books, so it is an important supplement to the historical materials of the Western Zhou Dynasty and has indescribable historical value.
So this must be a very important cultural relic. Zhang Jinhai stepped forward and had a seemingly unintentional exchange with the stall owner: "Boss, how much does this small cylinder cost?"
The stall owner stretched out his palm and made a five-character sign. Zhang Jinhai thought that this was troublesome. In fact, any counter-offer for such a valuable cultural relic should be acceptable. The most important thing is that this is a set, and I have only seen one now. Still.
You have to find a way to hook the others out.
Zhang Jinhai didn't understand the trading methods of cultural relics, so he imitated the stall owner and pretended to be an expert. He extended his finger and made a "1" gesture in return: "It's hard to make money these days, and the money is also very valuable. Boss, don't think about huge profits, just make a little profit."
That’s it.”
The stall owner waved his hand and said, "You are bargaining too hard. I won't sell until I sell."
Zhang Jinhai and Chen Dongran continued to walk forward. The stall owner stood up and sat down again, trying several times to keep Zhang Jinhai. The stall owner didn't actually know what this thing was. He only knew that the origin was a bit unclear.
It has been sitting on the stall for many days, and no one has taken any interest. Today, someone finally asked for the price, and it was cut down by 5 times. It was really disappointing.
Zhang Jinhai was no longer in the mood to look at other antiques. He took Chen Dongran downstairs to a remote place and told her that Jin Hou Su Zhong was in a group. Only one was seen so far, and there were many others who should be controlled by the people behind him. They must
You have to find a way to buy them all back. If you can't rob them, you have to rob them all.
After the two discussed the strategy, they went upstairs again. They pretended that they just happened to pass by the stall of Jinhou Suzhong again accidentally. However, this time they did not go directly to see Jinhou Suzhong, but to look at the copper coins and ceramic items.
The stall owner couldn't stand it any longer, so he took the initiative to pick up Jin Hou Su Zhong and asked Zhang Jinhai: "Young man, I think you are also a person who knows the goods. The price you paid back at first was too low. If I add more, I will give it to you."
Zhang Jinhai was very excited in his heart, but he had to hide it, otherwise he might pay a very heavy price. He pretended to have no interest and replied: "You can ask for a fixed price and just say the money. Take one if it suits you."
The stall owner used to hold out his hand and gesture with the word "5" meaning 500 yuan. Now that he was asked to make a quotation, he probably didn't understand the lingo, so he directly quoted the price: "Then I'll give you 450 yuan. If you give me the money, take it away."
When Zhang Jinhai heard this, he said, good guy, it turns out that the 5 he compared did not mean 5,000 yuan, but 500 yuan, and the 1 he compared meant 1,000 yuan. The price of 450 yuan happened to be between both parties of the transaction.
Within the range of psychological tolerance, it seems that the transaction can be completed immediately.
Zhang Jinhai took out the money and asked: "Is this the only one? Are there others? If so, the price is negotiable."
The stall owner took the 450 yuan into his hand, clapped it on his palm, and told Zhang Jinhai that if he wanted to know these questions, come early on Sunday, that is, tomorrow, when there would be fewer people and more time for communication.
.
Zhang Jinhai handed Jin Hou Su Zhong to Chen Dongran for safekeeping temporarily, and came to the antique market again as scheduled.
The stall owner invited Zhang Jinhai to the office at the back. There was a masked man sitting there. His voice was a little hoarse, and he obviously used a voice change method: "Young man, what is that thing you bought yesterday?
do you know?"
Zhang Jinhai definitely couldn't tell the other party which era it was from. If the other party knew that it was Su Zhong, Marquis of Jin, he would probably have offered a sky-high price of one million in that era, which would have resulted in the loss of valuable cultural relics as they were completely unaffordable.
I made up a seemingly reasonable reason: "I think it looks like a musical instrument. I am a musician, so I want to study the timbres produced by various instruments. This will be beneficial to my music creation."
The masked man said "Oh": "I'm very familiar with the music industry in Shanghai, but I've never seen a person like you before?"
Damn it, it can't be such a coincidence, the secret will be exposed soon. Zhang Jinhai calmly laughed at himself: "I have only been in Shanghai for a few days, and I just want to look for opportunities to develop in the metropolis. How can a standard newcomer?
I caught your eye so quickly, didn’t I?”
Seeing that the masked man couldn't come up with anything useful, it was better to get down to business that he had prepared for today: "The one you got is just the smallest one. There are also some big ones. How interested are you?"
Zhang Jinhai showed a calm and confident smile on his face and said humbly: "Interest must match your strength, otherwise everything is empty talk. It depends on whether your price can be better and within the range that I can afford.
.”
(Please recommend votes, monthly votes, and follow-up reading - just quickly read through the latest released chapters every day! Please, dear!)