Chu Qianqian rode his bicycle to an alley near the street, released Da Zhuang and Hong Niu, tied the dog leash to the handlebars, and arrived outside the supply and marketing cooperative dozens of meters away from the street.
After locking the bicycle, I took the two hunting dogs to the street.
I said hello to the guard Sun, and Xue Hongmei surprisingly didn’t arrive early today.
He hurriedly said hello to Chen Daliang and Fang Xiaosheng, and then went to Chen Huaili's office to sign and go on patrol.
Because we had bicycles, the morning patrol only took an hour. We walked around the main street in the area and immediately went to the commissioned store.
Today happens to be the day that I have an appointment with Gong Changqing.
When he arrived at the commission store, he nodded to the anxious old man Gong, but Chu Xiangqian was not in a hurry to talk to him.
Instead, he went to the cabinet that sold second-hand tableware and gave the middle-aged female salesperson he had met before a hundred bucks.
I walked into the counter and squatted beside the piles of porcelain bowls and dinner plates to choose from.
When Gong Changqing saw this, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Ever since he found out that Chu Xiangqian had probably picked up some items at the second-hand tableware counter a few days ago, he had long made excuses to look at the second-hand dishes on the counter again during the past three days when he was at work.
But he didn't expect that Wan Qing and the dishes of the Republic of China, which were worthless in his eyes, were golden coupons in Chu Xiangqian's eyes.
Nowadays, no one may want these dishes for a few cents, but in the future, it will be common for them to cost tens or hundreds of thousands for good quality.
And as long as you can get antiques with gold coupons and bring them to the Novice Village warehouse, you can expand the aperture in the game.
Chu Xiangqian didn't look at them one by one this time, but secretly touched them with his hands, and touched them one after another.
The rising sound of 1 sounded in his mind, but he took out all the dishes alone.
I spent 1 yuan and 20 cents to buy 15 dishes.
The salesperson got two packs of cigarettes twice, and his attitude toward Chu Xiangqian was so enthusiastic.
Not only did she help him pack them with straw ropes, but she also said with a smile that she would help him pick another batch from the warehouse next time he came back.
Chu Qianqian was stunned. It seemed that the aunt had already guessed that she was here to pick up the leak.
Confused, he brought the bowl and plate to Gong Changqing, and saw the old man saying angrily, "It's just Wanqing, the bowl and plate of the Republic of China, that makes you so happy?"
Only then did Chu Xiangqian realize that he had already seen the dishes over there in the past three days with this old guy.
Chu Qianqian laughed, "It's not worth it now, but if you keep it for thirty or fifty years and give it to my grandson from time to time, that kid will definitely come to me diligently every day.
He is even more filial to me than my own son."
Gong Changqing thought for a while, Damn, that’s really true.
Thirty or fifty years later, Wanqing's dishes were hundreds of years old, and their prices had increased by a thousand or ten thousand times.
Just ten times, a hundred times, one is worth the salary of the first month of this year.
If Chu Xiangqian heard this, he would definitely laugh at Mr. Gong.
In his eyes, tens or hundreds of dollars are a lot of money, but he doesn't know that tens of thousands in the future will only be small amounts of money.
A house of more than ten square meters in a courtyard will cost several million in the future.
But considering the age of Old Man Gong, he probably won’t live to see that moment of service.
"Where are the things?"
Gong Changqing came back to his senses and hurriedly whispered, "The things are settled, but the seller thinks the meat you gave is too little and too dark."
"Love or not", Chu Xiangqian would be polite to others, and even sold it to a textile factory for only 9 cents a pound.
As for Shazhu’s one pound of pheasants, that’s also a high price.
Moreover, pheasants themselves are not as expensive as old hens.
But if it is sold to the elderly and young people behind Gong Changqing, it will definitely be a higher price.
Seeing that Chu was about to leave, Gong Changqing hurriedly pulled him, "Second Master Chu, those are Han jade and Yongle imperial blue and white cloud and dragon pattern plates, as well as begonia flower bowls from the Southern Song Dynasty to Yuan Dynasty official kilns.
Not to mention that in the old society, each piece cost thousands of dollars, but at the current price of two hundred and forty and fifty, it is an incredible treasure.
Not only did you cut the price by 70%, but you also doubled the price of the wolf jerky you sell, it’s really too cruel.
And if word of this gets out, other sellers won’t come to me if they have items to sell in the future.
Isn’t that also a loss for you!”
If this had been said in other years, Chu Xiangqian would really have to worry about it.
But there is no sign of the drought easing next year, and food and meat will be even more difficult to obtain.
Staring at Old Man Gong, he said, "The thing is in your hand. Let's go out and get the dried meat now. If the thing is not in your hand, we will pretend that we don't know each other from now on."
Gong Changqing saw that Chu Qianqian was unable to make any progress, and nodded helplessly, "Forget it, no matter how much you sell, it won't affect my share."
I looked around and called someone to help me watch for a while.
Gong Changqing took Chu Xiangqian out of the entrusted store, "You go get the dried meat, and we will meet at my house later."
After saying that, he reported where his home was and watched Chu Qianqian wander away on his bicycle.
An hour later, Chu Qianqian brought a hundred kilograms of dried wolf meat packed in cloth bags to the vicinity of Gong Changqing's house, and temporarily summoned the tits that had been staring at Liu Yifa in the east wing.
After flying around the area several times to make sure there was no problem, the titmouse went back and continued to stare at Liu Yifa.
He got on his bike and came to Gong Changqing’s house and knocked on the door.
I saw an old lady in her 50s opened the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Chu Xiangqian was stunned, "Is this Master Gong's house?"
When the old lady heard this, she nodded quickly and said, "Come in quickly."
Chu Xiangqian didn't listen to her words, and even took two steps back, "I'm looking for Master Gong Changqing. If he's not here, then I'll go to the entrustment store to find him."
Only then did the old lady realize that she had made the young man in front of her suspicious by not explaining clearly.
"Mr. Chu, don't get me wrong. My old palace head is looking at the three treasures in the house. It will be difficult for you to see them again in the future."
Only then did Chu Xiangqian feel relieved and entered the yard.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Gong looked poor, but he lived in a large second-indoor courtyard.
Entering the backyard, I saw Old Man Gong sitting in the main room, playing with the begonia flower bowl from the Southern Song Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty.
Seeing Chu Qianqian coming in with his wife, Gong Changqing reluctantly put down the flower bowl and sighed, "Just this bowl, if you put it there, would cost at least thirteen or four hundred oceans.
But now it’s sold for 72 yuan.”
Chu Xiangqian curled his lips, saying that he would not buy it even if he asked for 72 yuan.
But if you switch to wolf meat or pheasant meat, and the meat price is double, it will be different.
There is a saying that goes well, what you lack is expensive.
Anything that is not lacking is waste.
Anyway, I won’t go to the pigeon market to sell dried meat. Of course I will trade it with others for antiques.
And if you think about it carefully, 72 yuan is only 2 to 3 times the salary of ordinary people in this era.
But in the future, even if your monthly salary is 50,000 or 100,000, if you want to spend more than 10, 20 or 300,000 to buy a begonia flower bowl from Guanyao in the Southern Song Dynasty or Yuan Dynasty, that is just a dream.