Chapter 105 It is illegal to buy and sell cultural relics
"You two, please come with me."
The two of them followed the boss and entered a quiet room inside.
"My surname is Zeng, what are your surnames?"
Cheng Jiuhe stretched out his hand to hold Boss Zeng's hand: "My surname is Cheng, and this is my roommate."
"What kind of medicine are you selling?" Boss Zeng looked at Mengyu.
Mengyu directly took out the wooden box containing Ganoderma lucidum and placed it on the table: "Boss, please take a look at the goods first."
Boss Zeng quickly picked up the wooden box and opened it. A refreshing fragrance came out. He took a breath and felt refreshed.
Boss Zeng's face immediately turned red, he was excited.
This is a wild Ganoderma lucidum, which is auburn in color because it grows at the roots of the tree on the cliff. Its diameter is not large, only about 25cm, and its weight is only about one and a half kilograms.
After looking at it for ten minutes, he put down the wooden box and looked at the two of them: "Are you planning to sell this Ganoderma to our store?"
Mengyu nodded: "It depends on what price you pay."
Cheng Jiuhe had a dark feeling in his heart. This sister was smart. She could take the initiative without negotiating the price.
"I'll give you this price!" Boss Zeng stretched out two fingers and made a horoscope sign.
"Eight thousand?" Mengyu thought for a moment. In later generations, Ganoderma lucidum that was of such good quality and had grown for thousands of years could be sold for millions.
She raised her head and looked at Boss Zeng: "You should be able to tell that this Ganoderma lucidum is at least three thousand years old. Moreover, this is not an ordinary forest mushroom, but a mushroom that grows from the roots of the trees on the cliff. It has a stronger effect on the soul than ordinary Ganoderma lucidum.
Stronger.
In addition, although the environment in which it was generated is harsh, its condition is still very good. You will also be able to collect it as a work of art."
Boss Zeng didn't expect that this girl was so good at talking.
"Ten thousand." Cheng Jiuhe said, "If you don't need it, we will sell it to Jimin Hall. I believe they will take it for ten thousand."
Cheng Jiuhe said this because he knew that Jimin Hall and Yuchundang were competitors.
How could Boss Zeng let this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum fall into the hands of his enemies?
He smiled bitterly: "You are really good at business, just ten thousand for ten thousand!"
In this way, a Ganoderma plant in Mengyu's hand was sold for 10,000 yuan. There was also a larger one in her space. She decided to keep that one for herself.
He asked for 10,000 yuan in cash and put it in his backpack.
Mengyu finally felt at ease, she was rich again!
When the car passed by the flower and bird market, Mengyu suddenly asked to go visit the flower and bird market.
Because she had heard that in the 1980s, there was no antique market, but some people were selling "old things" in some flower and bird markets, so she wanted to try her luck.
Cheng Jiuhe thought that girls would like flowers and plants, so they would naturally satisfy his sister's request. He parked the car and the two of them entered the flower and bird market.
However, after visiting the flower and bird market, she didn't see any "used items" for sale. Except for some plant seeds, she didn't buy any used items.
Seeing Mengyu's depressed look, Cheng Jiuhe felt strange: "Little sister, what did you want to buy at the flower and bird market?"
Mengyu let out a sigh of relief: "I thought there were antiques for sale in the flower and bird market."
Cheng Jiuhe was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Mengyu rolled her eyes at this newly recognized brother: Is it that funny?
Cheng Jiuhe finally realized that his sister was unhappy, and quickly took Mengyu's hand: "Little sister, don't be angry, brother will take you to find antiques."
Mengyu became happy again when she heard this: "Do you know where I can buy antiques?"
Cheng Jiuhe looked around, and glared at someone when he saw someone paying attention. When no one was paying attention, he pulled Mengyu aside to a slightly secluded place: "Little sister, you can't sell these antiques randomly, sell cultural relics, then