Damn, what did I see?
Jiang Yulou rubbed his eyes and looked at the target again. That’s right, it’s true!
He hurried over and it turned out that his target was a pair of Taishi chairs placed in an empty space.
The main body of the Taishi chair is made of precious mahogany. After years of precipitation, the surface shows deep wood grains, like ancient scriptures, recording the vicissitudes of history. The armrests of the chair are wide and comfortable, and the curves are elegant, giving people a sense of peace of mind. The backrest is engraved with exquisite floral patterns, which are layered and lifelike.
Next to it stood a sign: Mahogany Chair, Forty-Five.
oops! A pair of mahogany chairs costing forty-five yuan! Although there is no date stamp, this pair of Taishi chairs with obvious traces of time are definitely not works in recent years. They are probably either Ming or Qing Dynasties.
These days, Chinese people don’t pay much attention to antiques. What they pursue are refrigerators, TVs, and bicycles. Those old items from our ancestors are sold in large quantities at low prices, or even thrown away as scrap.
Especially during special periods, some people were confiscated, but later the policy was implemented and some furniture and other items were returned. It is common for a lot of expensive hardwood furniture to be sold by the stupid son of a landlord for three melons and two dates, and then picked up by knowledgeable people for a few pennies.
Many people who made their fortune by tinkering with antiques earned their first pot of gold in this era.
As for the things sold in trust stores, except for gold, silver, jade and the like, which are not very reliable, other things are basically authentic.
Mahogany furniture is a valuable item. In later generations, even if it is made by modern craftsmen, it can still be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, not to mention that it is from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and they are all antiques.
Tang Yuewen didn't understand this and asked doubtfully: "Yulou...is there anything special about these two chairs?"
Jiang Yulou looked at the girl and explained in a low voice: "The mahogany Taishi chair is very valuable."
"Really? I have one at home too. It's better than these two and it's passed down from ancestors." Tang Yuewen said with a confused look.
She didn't understand. They were just two old chairs. What could be so good about them and why they were sold so expensively.
"Hey, you don't understand this." Jiang Yulou didn't explain. Instead, he fumbled with his hands and paid for it happily.
Jiang Yulou is in such a happy mood right now. If I had known there was such a good thing, I should have come here earlier to take a look.
Tang Yuewen asked: "Yulou, you haven't told me yet, why is this chair so expensive?"
Once he got the thing, he wasn't afraid that someone would snatch it from him, so he explained it a little bit. It is mainly explained from the aspects of raw materials and processes.
As for antiques, I don’t think they are necessary now, and I don’t even understand them.
A customer next to him couldn't help but said: "Brother knows so much."
Jiang Yulou smiled and said, "I have some hobbies."
The man asked again: "Is it okay if I touch it?"
"Okay."
That customer was definitely an expert. After touching it, he nodded repeatedly and said, "It's a good thing. It's genuine. My brother has a good eye and picked it up."
"Hehe." Jiang Yulou smiled and didn't answer.
The man shook his head and turned back three times after leaving, sighing as if he had great regrets.
Tang Yuewen frowned, "It's just a pair of chairs, what's the point?"
"If I had to watch the opportunity to pick up the leak pass before my eyes, I would be the same, no, it would be even more painful."
"Virtue!"
After Jiang Yulou discussed the home delivery service with the salesperson, he paid another amount of money, and then continued shopping with the girl.
"These imported high heels are only fifty yuan. They are the same brand as the ones I just saw in the mall, but the price is more than six times."
"There's also a record player. This is the first time I've seen it."
“Is there Teresa Teng’s tape here?”
Tang Yuewen is like a curious baby, interested in everything.
Jiang Yulou just followed her, grabbing her little hand and squeezing it from time to time. To him, that was the funniest thing.
"Why are there still flower sellers? Hey, what kind of flowers are those?"
Tang Yuewen poked the boy, and Jiang Yulou turned his attention away from the girl's hands and glanced at her, "Oh, this flower is called Clivia, don't you recognize it...Huh? Wait!"
Jiang Yulou also became somewhat interested at this time. When he walked over, he saw two pots of orchids placed in the middle of the counter. There were two plants in each pot. They were seedlings with a few thick, green leaves.
Isn't this Clivia?
"Comrade, how do you sell these flowers?" he shouted.
"..."
The salesperson looked at him sideways, wondering if this man was sick. Aren't there all the goods on display here? What's not for sale?
Then he looked at his clothes and saw that he was not a poor man, and then said: "Sell it, three yuan a pot."
"Three dollars a pot? Crazy!"
Tang Yuewen couldn't understand when the price of flowers became so high.
Just when she was still complaining in her heart, she saw Jiang Yulou pointing at two pots of flowers and saying: "I want both pots!"
So, Jiang Yulou spent six yuan to buy just two pots of flowers.
"Why did you buy it?"
"Isn't this my courtyard that looks too empty and I want to buy it as a bonsai?" Jiang Yulou opened his mouth.
Clivia is native to southern Africa and was first cultivated in Europe. Later it became a royal flower in the palace. After liberation, it spread among the people.
However, it stands to reason that the main production area of Clivia is in the Northeast. It may have been brought back by flower lovers from there.
For these two pots of seedlings, the buyer was probably financially strapped and had no choice but to pawn the flowers as well. Three dollars a pot seemed expensive, but he knew it.
It’s really not expensive at all!
He remembered that eight or so years ago in his previous life, a trend called "Orchid Fever" swept across, pulling orchids that were originally used for viewing and cultivating sentiments into a whole new field.
The skyrocketing price, from a few yuan per plant to hundreds of thousands of yuan per plant, demonstrates the market's craze for orchids.
Some people even advocated that the more peculiar the orchid's appearance and the rarer the species, the higher its price. In these hearsay discussions, uninformed people had the dream of getting rich overnight. As a result, men and women, old and young, gathered a large number of flowers. Friends are rushing to buy, dig orchids, and raise orchids. Its development speed is unprecedented;
During this period, the price of orchids not only did not fall, but skyrocketed. The more you bought, the more expensive they became. Orchids that originally cost more than a dozen yuan were bought by people when they increased to hundreds of yuan. Even the fertilizers and anthers for growing orchids were in short supply, and they were quickly snatched up. And Kong, to describe it as a smash hit is really not an exaggeration.
Due to the hype of merchants, the prices of various orchids have hit new highs repeatedly. The "King of Red Flowers" Chunlan was auctioned for 260,000 yuan per plant, and a pot of Chunlan with an unattractive appearance was sold for an outrageous price of 15 million.
Therefore, buying orchids now is definitely a real profit, and it is likely that he will earn more than writing novels.
If you don't touch it, that's fine. If you do, you can't let it go.
