"Dad, even if he buys our stuff, he doesn't need to be so polite, right?" Tie Aijun said to his father angrily as he stood at the door and watched Yang Dongxu and his group leave.
Thinking about how he thought the other party was here to return something and wanted to shut them out, he couldn't help but blush.
"You know nothing, but... forget it, knowing these things won't do you any good. You just need to know that when you meet that old man in the future, you can nod and bow down as a senior. What's more, you are a guest at the door, so you can sell more things with a smiling face. We won't suffer." Tie Fugui glared at his son.
My son is good at everything, but he is a bit short-sighted and likes to take advantage. He has many twists and turns in his belly but he is a person with no independent opinion. This made Tie Fugui feel a little disappointed and wondered whether he should find a wife for his son.
It's too late to think about a good education for such a grown-up person. Get married quickly and have a grandchild, and maybe their Tie family can become more prosperous. In the past, no matchmaker came to visit because their family's reputation was not good. But now there are many educated youths coming back from the city, and they have no jobs and are about to starve. Now it might be a good opportunity to look for a good daughter-in-law.
"Dad, do you think they really bought those coffee tables, tables and chairs for their own use?" Tie Aijun asked, not knowing that his father had given up on him.
"What the hell? Why does an old Taoist priest put these things in his house? Most likely, he saw that the world is peaceful and wants to get some good stuff first." Tie Fugui twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, his eyes twinkling. With a shrewd light.
"Then our family..."
"What about our family? We donated our property before liberation, and our tail was cut off again in the era of great chaos. We were not sent to labor reform. The fact that we can still have such a small courtyard is the blessing of our ancestors. .
There is a gatekeeper on your lips, so don't worry about it. Go to work for me tomorrow. You are messing around and can't stay in the factory this time. I'll break your legs when you come back. "Tie Fugui glared at his son fiercely.
Following the cart, he saw the huanghuali furniture on the cart rising and falling due to the uneven ground. Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel bursts of pain in his body. It was a big huanghuali table. Ah, how much would it cost if one piece was broken off.
After being worried all the way, I finally arrived home and asked the cart driver to help carry the big table and a few stools into the small courtyard. Yang Dongxu began to walk up and down around the group of people and chairs to check, for fear of bumping into them somewhere.
"Looking at your potential, isn't it just a set of tables and chairs in the dining room that are as valuable as yours?" Old Man Xuan rolled his eyes at Yang Dongxu, looked at the tables and chairs and nodded.
Yes, they are all good items. Although the age is not as good as the previous set of coffee tables, the workmanship is fine and the materials used are sufficient. It is worth buying this set for 12 yuan.
"These are all treasures." Yang Dongxu wiped the dust on the table with his sleeves, then sat on a chair to feel it, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
In fact, this hardwood thing is not very comfortable to make, but the cultural heritage is here. After sitting on it, Yang Dongxu instantly felt that his personality had been improved wirelessly. What he made was not the chair but his status. This kind of spiritual enjoyment was not comparable to those comfortable sofas and the like.
"Old man Xuan, that family is not simple." After twisting his leather drum a few times on the chair, Yang Dongxu leaned on the back of the chair and looked at old man Xuan next to him with raised eyebrows.
"It's strange that all the members of the family are old foxes and can be simple. Their ancestors opened a pawn shop. In the Republic of China, in addition to pawn shops, they also ran banks. How can a simple person do this business?" Old Man Xuan curled his lips, not showing any concern for Tie just now. Rich and polite.
"A pawnshop and banker?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment: "Then their home wasn't ransacked?"
"Otherwise, how can we say that their family is an old fox? Before liberation, Tie Fugui's father, that old iron head, was also a figure in Sijiu City and had good friends with the upper echelons of the National Army.
Later, the Nationalist Army was defeated and the Communist Army won. The old man gritted his teeth and donated all his family property. So he saved the lives of the whole family and got a job as an official for a few days.
Unfortunately, he was in poor health and died within a few years. In the era of chaos, the current Tie Fugui is also a ruthless person. Before anyone could cut off his tail, he donated the property he had built over the past few years and built bridges and paved roads for his neighbors.
As a result, many rich people were knocked down and thrown into the valley for labor reform. Their families moved to the small courtyard where they live now and closed their lives. The big courtyard where they lived before was voluntarily handed over. "Old man Xuan's tone was a bit strange, as if he was disdainful, but also with a little admiration.
"He is a person, but his family property has been handed over to them twice..." Yang Dongxu nodded, thinking of Tie Fugui who had a flattering smile on his face and was wearing a big coat. He really didn't see that the other person was such a person. A shrewd and decisive person.
"There are still things that were missed during the house search. If you hand them over voluntarily, you can't leave three melons and two dates? Do you know about Xiushui Street? That street belonged to their family back then, so just hiding some things would be enough for the future generations to eat and drink without worry." Old man Xuan looked at the tables and chairs in front of him with a somewhat emotional expression.
At that time, I was too tough-minded and too strong, and I didn't know the reason for taking a step back to gain a brighter future. As a result, I am now alone.
"So, do you think they still have good things?" Yang Dongxu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's for sure, otherwise what do you think he was doing by throwing that coffee table?" Old Man Xuan sneered.
"Come to explore the road?" Yang Dongxu frowned, and then seemed to understand.
"Do you think you are the only smart person in this world? Don't push me too hard in the future. Some people can trick you with just a little use of their brains." Old Man Xuan scolded Yang Dongxu.
Yang Dongxu grinned and did not refute. With his life experience and brain capacity as an otaku in his forties, he naturally knew that there were many pitfalls in this world that he could jump into, otherwise he would study so hard. What is it for?
However, with an eye for excellence in future generations, he can take many paths, and there is no need to follow the path that others have dug holes in. If I don’t follow you, the chance of falling into your trap will be much reduced, right?
"When will we go to their house again to find some good things?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but ask.
"Will this thing really be valuable in the future?" Old Man Xuan did not answer Yang Dongxu's question, but asked instead.
"It's necessary. After seven or eight years, no, as long as three or five years later, the value of this thing will rise slowly." Yang Dongxu assured him, patting his chest.
China only resumed diplomatic relations with the United States last year, and this year the topic of reform and opening up is constantly being heated up. Although Yang Dongxu is not very clear about when these old objects will appreciate in value.
However, when society develops in a few years, especially when Hong Kong businessmen temporarily eliminate their fear of the mainland and start to do business in the mainland in large numbers driven by profit, the prices of these things will definitely increase.
If mainlanders are still frightened because the era of great chaos has just passed, some ideas cannot be implemented. Hong Kong people don't have these scruples. After all, Hong Kong has not yet returned to the motherland at this time. If they find good things and hide them in Hong Kong, they will not be missing even if there is another chaos.
"In three to five years, I should be able to get some good stuff from him." Old Man Xuan stroked the goatee on his chin.
"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu looked confused.
"As I said, there are many people smarter than you in this world. With your far-sighted eyes, you can see that the peaceful days are coming. These old objects are no longer waste but treasures. Can people not see that?
My ancestors opened pawn shops, which can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty. Do you think that Tie Fugui is a gnawing old man waiting to die? If these old items start to rise sharply today, do you believe it or not that they will start competing with you for business without waiting until midnight tomorrow? "Old man Xuan glared at Yang Dongxu.
"Uh..." Yang Dongxu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. He really didn't realize this.
To be honest, Yang Dongxu is still a bit arrogant at heart. Although he is just an otaku, he has traveled through time. Although he doesn't talk about being ordinary and is very low-key, he really looks down on the businessmen of this era.
But Old Man Xuan undoubtedly taught him a lesson in the past few days. The businessmen of this era may not have the far-sightedness of a reborn person like him, but as a businessman, the instinctive sense of smell is particularly keen, and he has the courage and means.
Not long after Old Man Xuan released the news about collecting old things, Tie Fugui began to take out things for testing. And Tie Fugui is obviously not the only person with such a keen sense of smell and eyesight.
It only takes half a month for them to sell steamed buns here, and there are already people selling porridge and sesame seed cakes nearby. It is estimated that people selling steamed buns will also start selling steamed buns in a few days. If you have good sense and start collecting old items now, won't you allow others to follow suit?
"What should we do?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel a little anxious to understand what was going on here. He knew very well how domineering the Chinese people were in following the trend. Often the first person to eat crabs has not even swallowed the food in his mouth, and a group of people come around him.
"Why are you anxious? It's not the time to rush. Now that someone has begun to pay attention, we can't be anxious about this matter. We can only take it slowly. Besides, this is not something that can be rushed. Don't worry and leave it to me. But you Are you sure all the money will be used to buy these things?" Old Man Xuan frowned.
Tiefuguijing, Old Man Xuan is not stupid either. He has never been intimidated by anyone who wants to show off his strength. Not to mention that he has three to five years to buffer, even if it only takes half a year, he can still get enough for Yang Dongxu. nice one. It's just that old man Xuan felt a little uneasy after spending so much money here.
"It's necessary. It must be smashed in here. As long as it is an old object and the material is good enough, the fire stick must be bought back. Don't be afraid of spending money. Spending money now is equivalent to making money." Yang Dongxu began to cheer up Old Man Xuan.
"I know." Old Man Xuan nodded, but glanced at Yang Dongxu: "The girl has a share in these things."
