Su Yehao had a drink last night and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He went out and drank a bowl of soy milk and a tray of steamed buns for breakfast.
It was early seven o'clock in the morning, and the temperature was just comfortable.
At this point in time, people are going to work, and bicycles come one after another.
Due to the motorcycle ban, driving is inconvenient, so people living in the alleys mainly rely on it to get around. Some people also walk to the bus station and then take the bus.
After leaving the breakfast shop.
Nong Qingying held Su Yehao's arm and asked quietly: "What were the two old men sitting behind just now arguing about?"
"When discussing whether it is cost-effective to renovate the old city, one suggested expanding the outer ring to build a new city, retaining the old alleys, and not making the mistake of demolishing the city wall again. The other said that the old houses are uncomfortable to live in, and it is troublesome to go to the toilet in the middle of the night."
Su Yehao lowered his voice and said with emotion: "The people who can live in this place are not ordinary people, but they underestimate these neighbors..."
Nong Qingying grew up in the port city and was not interested in these things.
At this time, she smelled the fragrance of flowers. She looked around and was surprised to find a very thick rose planted in front of a house in the alley. It had turned into a tree. The tree full of roses looked particularly special under the sunlight.
Attractive.
I led Su Yehao to take a closer look, and it was indeed very beautiful.
An old aunt was sitting at the door eating. After seeing the two of them, she said with a smile: "This rose is quite old. Someone else planted it in 1968. Isn't it beautiful?"
"It's so beautiful. I've never seen such a big tree before."
"Yes, we just attract bees, and every two or three years someone in the yard will be stung." The old aunt held a bowl with white porridge and duck eggs in it, which looked very healthy.
Nong Qingying's Mandarin skills were so poor that she directly said to Su Yehao: "It's very suitable to plant in your yard. Ask her if she can sell it."
After Su Yehao looked at the rose again, he thought it would be okay to ask, so he asked with a smile: "Auntie, do you want to sell this flower? My family also lives nearby, three or four hundred meters away, and there is something missing in the garden.
view."
"...Whether I want to sell it or not...I have to ask my neighbors. There are four families living in the yard, and I can't say it is mine. Can you first tell me how much I can pay for it?"
When the old aunt heard that she wanted to buy it, her attitude immediately became serious.
Su Yehao touched his chin, and after thinking for a moment, he made an offer and said, "It's mainly because my girlfriend and I like it. How about 20,000 yuan? It looks quite rare. The price shouldn't be low."
He actually doesn't know anything about the market price.
It is difficult to find such an old rose, but I guess you can find it if you think about it. But I happened to come across it today. If you can get it with a little money, you won't bother to bother.
Taking advantage of living in Sijiu City these days, maybe I can transplant it directly back to my own courtyard.
The old aunt was immediately moved. She continued to hold the bowl, look at the flowers, and then at Su Yehao and Nong Qingying. Although the rose bloomed beautifully, it cost a total of 20,000 yuan. Even if four families split it equally, they would still get 5,000 yuan.
, which is equivalent to half a year’s salary of her son.
After leaving the words "Just a moment", the old aunt walked into the yard and started shouting, calling the neighbors to negotiate together.
No matter how beautiful the rose is, it is still just a rose.
There was a middle-aged man named Yao, who was called "Yao Ke". He didn't know where he worked. He was not in a hurry to go to work for the time being and took the lead in negotiating with Su Yehao.
Knowing that it would be easy for everyone to talk about this kind of thing, Su Yehao waited patiently for a moment, and happened to receive a call from the appraiser of the Christie's auction house in Hong Kong. He took the opportunity to interject:
"Everyone, I live nearby. When I went out to have breakfast, I saw this beautiful flower, so I mentioned that I wanted to buy it. I have something to do later, and I don't necessarily stay in Sijiu City for how long. I may leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
If I want to go to the United States, should I sell it or not? Can I give you an accurate answer now? If not, just forget it, so as not to embarrass you."
The middle-aged man surnamed Yao immediately raised his hand and said in a local dialect: "Wait a minute! Don't worry, little brother. You don't look like a dealer selling flowers, birds, fish and insects. What are you doing?"
Are you a foreigner who just moved here after buying a yard and just moving around?"
"Yes, I'm really not a dealer. I came from the gambling city to discuss business and bought a house along Houhai North Street. Unless I meet someone like me who likes flowers again, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it for such a high price."
It was early in the morning, and the invited experts had just arrived at Hong Kong City International Airport and had to wait until noon to arrive.
Su Yehao had nothing to do and was not in a hurry. He patiently chatted with the people in the small courtyard about business, just like the gourd he bought yesterday. It didn't matter whether it was expensive or not. It was rare to come across something he liked, and that was the most important thing.
Perhaps the offer of 20,000 yuan per mouth was too refreshing, and he lived in a wealthy area near Prince Chun's Mansion.
The people in the small courtyard thought they had an opportunity. An ordinary-looking aunt came over and said, "The rose in our courtyard is more than forty years old. I'm afraid I can't get it for 20,000 yuan."
Let’s go, it will cost at least 30,000 yuan.”
Another middle-aged man immediately waved his hand and said: "What thirty thousand yuan, how to divide it among the four families? Thirty-six thousand yuan, there is no need to talk about one cent less!"
Su Yehao was speechless.
This rose is beautiful, but this person is very careless.
He immediately waved his hands, smiled cheerfully, and said: "Then let's not talk about it, I can't afford to offend him, let's go."
It didn't matter whether he bought it or not, but suddenly he lost interest and Su Yehao just left.
While chatting with Nong Qingying on the road, he didn't take the matter of buying flowers to heart. That's not how business is done. If the deal can be made, the deal will be made. If the price is not right, then it will be rejected.
He is quite calm.
The people in this small courtyard began to feel uneasy.
For a long time after Su Yehao left, they were still talking about this old rose that they didn't pay much attention to. Some people thought it must be a treasure, and they didn't worry about no one buying it. They immediately went to the flower and bird market to find the flower seller to find out the price.
There are also people who are annoyed that the couple is talking too much. For example, the old aunt who was eating porridge just now was thinking about the five thousand yuan she almost got. She whispered that people are not enough and snakes swallow elephants. It is not a hundred-year-old tree, no matter how expensive it is, it is still worth it.
How much and so on.
Su Yehao returned to the courtyard, and together with Chu Jun who came to visit him, he first went to the Forbidden City to meet with experts, and by the way, he also planned to go to Liulichang to pick out a few more rare things...
Some businesses are just business, and some businesses can be regarded as hobbies. At about ten o'clock, Su Yehao received a call from his father. Father Su was also very interested in antiques and made an appointment to meet at Liulichang and take a look around.
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at the same time.
The couple who shouted "Thirty thousand" and "Thirty-six thousand" closed the grocery store today and ran to the nearby flower and bird market to find a flower seller.
After seeing Old Rose, the other party only said that it was worth two to three thousand yuan at most, which was not common in Sijiu City and more in the south.
As soon as the news came out, the people in the courtyard suddenly became unbalanced, and there was a huge quarrel at noon that day.
The little section chief surnamed Yao sighed for a long time and didn't even eat lunch. He took the initiative to run to Houhai Beiyan Street to find Su Yehao and tell him to agree to sell...