After spending money to buy this Hetian jade ring, Xiang Nan immediately found an antique shop and said, "Boss, can we collect things here?"
"Okay, do you have any good stuff to sell?" The shop owner glanced at Xiang Nan and asked with a smile.
"How much can we sell this jade ring?" Xiang Nan took out the ring, put it on the counter, and asked the shopkeeper with a smile.
The shop owner picked up his finger, looked up and down, left and right, and looked at it carefully, "This is Qinghai jade material, not very valuable. If you let me take it, it will be three thousand at most."
"Boss, please take a closer look. Qinghai jade is dry, rough, slightly transparent, white to gray, with floc inside." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Hetian jade is warm, soft, delicate, white to bluish, and has a texture Evenly. These two are different!"
The shop owner was stunned. Unexpectedly, Xiang Nan looks young, but is actually a knowledgeable person.
"Young man, how much do you plan to sell it for?" he asked immediately.
"The current market price of Hetian jade is one thousand yuan per gram. This ring ring weighs at least 30 grams, and it is at least a hundred years old. I am afraid it was not worn by any dignitary." Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Let's see, the honest price, three How about ten thousand yuan?”
"Thirty thousand is not enough." The shop owner waved his hand and said, "Our store must make a profit. Let's do this. If you really want to sell, keep fifteen thousand."
"Twenty-five thousand. One person will give in." Xiang Nan thought for a while and said, "Boss, the jade market is so popular now, and rich people like to play with jade products.
Especially these gadgets worn by princes and nobles are even more popular. Twenty-five thousand is really a very affordable price. To be honest, if I were not short of money now, I would stay and play by myself. Such good Hetian jade material is rare. "
"You can really say, OK, twenty-three thousand! If you really want to sell it, just keep it." The shop owner hesitated for a moment and said.
Xiang Nan nodded.
Immediately hand over the money and deliver the goods.
…
After earning 18,000 yuan in one morning, Xiang Nan thought it was okay.
Having made money and gained motivation, he continued to work in the antique market.
However, he was not so lucky in the next few days.
I walked around the antique market and found few genuine items. Even if there was one, the price was so high that he had no chance of missing it.
"It's really unreliable to make a fortune by picking up missing children!" Xiang Nan had to say with emotion after walking in the antique market for a few days.
First of all, there are so many fake things in the antique market that it can be said that there are as many fake things as there are grains of sand in the Ganges. Gold, stone, jade, antique calligraphy and painting, jewelry, rare ancient books, and even copper coins are all fake. In comparison, there are only a handful of authentic ones, let alone rare ones.
Secondly, bosses are not fools. They have already sorted out the pallets on their hands, and they know exactly which ones are genuine and which ones are defective, so it is really difficult to pick up the missing items.
Of course, it’s not impossible to pick up the slack. Xiang Nan has been walking around for so many days, and he has often heard about people making money by picking up things. But the probability is really too low.
Just like in the news, there are always people who buy lottery tickets and win big prizes, but in fact, the probability of winning a lottery ticket is much smaller than being struck by lightning.
After realizing this, Xiang Nan no longer had a fever.
Instead of visiting the antique market every day and waiting for the chance, it would be better to complete more tasks, get more rewards, and maybe have a higher chance of getting rich.
…
Xiang Nan immediately went home and looked through the tasks.
I saw some new tasks added to the task bar, "Imerton hopes to live forever with Ansuna; Zhu Chuanwu hopes to marry Xian'er openly; Lin Pingzhi hopes to retire to the world with Yue Lingshan; Yuan Hua hopes to never give up Qiu Ya to others. ; Lin Chong hopes to protect his wife's life; Zhizunbao hopes to stay with Zixia forever..."
Xiang Nan calculated it carefully and felt that Yuan Hua's task was relatively easy to complete.
The world of "Swordsman" where Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan live is full of masters. Let alone let me go, the wind is clear, and the East is undefeated, let alone. Even second-tier characters such as Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Yu Canghai, and Mu Gaofeng have high martial arts skills.
Lin Pingzhi is related to the "Evil Sword Manual" and has been targeted by major forces since he was born.
Unless he has super high martial arts and defeats all these pretenders, it will be impossible to defend against them with open guns and hidden arrows. Traveling around the world, without even the ability to protect yourself, how can you return to seclusion safely?
The world of "Water Margin" where Lin Chong and Lady Lin live is a dark society where the government forces the people to rebel. Even if you escape Gao Yanei, there may still be Li Yanei and Zhang Yanei.
Therefore, if I want to keep my wife safe throughout her life, I am afraid that I have to rebel and become the emperor myself. Only in this way can I avoid future troubles forever. However, although the Northern Song Dynasty was weak, its broken ship still had three thousand nails. Zhang Shuye, Zhang Kai, Wang Huan, Han Cunbao, Zhou Ang, Li Cheng, and Wen Da are all famous generals with high martial arts skills.
Not to mention the rebels such as Fang La, Tian Hu, and Wang Qing, as well as the Liao Dynasty in the north, Xixia in the west, and the Jurchen and Mongolian tribes in the north.
It can be said that it was relatively difficult to rise up and unify the world in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
After much deliberation, Yuan Hua's task was relatively easy to complete.
…
Xiang Nan then watched "Charlotte" again. In addition to the movie version, he also watched the drama version. In addition, I also collected relevant information from 1997 to the present.
After knowing what he was doing, he officially took over Yuan Hua's task.
Then a door of light appeared out of thin air, Xiang Nan walked into the door with ease, and then felt dizzy...
"My name is Yuan Hua, and I am a student in Class 2, Grade 3, of Xihong City No. 7 Middle School. My father, Yuan Jianguo, is the district chief. The girl I like is named Qiu Ya, and she is my deskmate.
The time now is August 15, 1997, and there are still 328 days until the college entrance examination..."
A lot of memories poured into Xiang Nan's mind, and when he opened his eyes, he saw himself sitting in the classroom.
At the lecture table, teacher Wang, the head teacher, was explaining the poem "Remembering the King" by Xie Kejia, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"The willows of the palace are caressing the palace walls, and there is no one in the palace. The spring days are long. The swallows are still busy when they return. Remembering the king, the moon breaks and the dusk makes people heartbroken."
Beside her seat, Qiu Ya was listening to the lecture carefully and writing down notes in her notebook.
Xiang Nan glanced at her and thought she was even more beautiful than in the movie.
She has beautiful eyebrows, long flowing hair, skin as smooth as gelatin, and fingers like spring bamboo shoots. She is really beautiful. No wonder she is recognized as the school beauty.
However, Xiang Nan knew that behind her innocence, she was actually a mercenary, watery, vain, money-worshipping, and ruthless Green Tea.
Of course Yuan Hua is not a good person either. Yuan Hua, as his name suggests, is smooth and sophisticated, bullying good and afraid of evil. When his father was around, he used his power to bully others. When something happened to his father, he was completely ruined.
Speaking of which, they are a perfect match.
The fish looks for the fish, the shrimp looks for the shrimp, and the turtle looks for the big tortoise.
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Qiu Ya noticed Xiang Nan looking at her and immediately pretended to be proud.
"Classmate Yuan Hua, what are you looking at?" she asked shyly.
"I'm looking at you." Xiang Nan smiled.
"How bad are you~" Qiu Ya said coquettishly, then turned her head.
At this moment, the classroom door was knocked open with a bang, and a man wearing a white shirt and suit pants, with his head covered in water and three scratches on his neck, broke in.
