Chapter 85 A box of antiques

Style: Romance Author: Just free timeWords: 1993Update Time: 24/01/18 09:32:51
The old donkey-tou disapprovingly smoked Li Laifu's Chinese cigarette and said: "What the hell do you know? I have spent all my money to buy these things. Now that I am older, I want to stop eating them. If I don't fucking eat them, I won't be able to eat them anymore." You can’t take things into the soil.”

The old donkey head looked at the things in the house and said with emotion: I have collected these things for more than 20 years, and I have been fucking poor for more than 20 years. "

The old donkey head looked at Li Laifu and said: "You kid smokes Chinese cigarettes? You can also eat Shanlihong...? And you can also hang out in the ghost market? You kid won't let me down, right?"

Li Laifu also became serious. This group of people is the so-called Lao Jianghu, and each one of them is a monkey.

Li Laifu pointed at Fang Zun of Ge Kiln and asked, "How do you change it?"

The old donkey took one look and said with a smile: "I know you don't understand either, nor do you understand the price, but I won't bluff you. The cultural relics store also charges 300 yuan. Of course, the cultural relics store only charges 50 yuan. Let’s calculate it as 300 yuan!”

Oh shit! In the past, people used to talk about picking up and picking up leaks, but how come it has become a normal business for him? This is a bit unscientific.

Li Laifu can also understand. This is what these people do. Is it their fault? That's thinking too much.

The old donkey head then shook his head and said: "But? I won't sell it for money now. I will exchange it for food first and have a full stomach. Then we can talk about money."

Li Laifu sat up straight and said, "Then you have to think clearly. Now the price of grain is not determined by money, especially fine grains?"

As long as there is food these days, the price can be called casually. After all, there is no unit of measurement? If you don't eat food, you will starve to death. How do you calculate the money? In times of famine, if you use money to measure food, you are wrong.

The old donkey head said with a look of disgust: "How can I know things that you, a little kid, know?"

The old donkey stretched out three fingers and Li Laifu jumped up and cursed: "You damn old man, what's wrong with you? 300 kilograms of grain? Give it to me? Come on! I'll give you 300 yuan, and you give me 300 yuan." A pound of fine grain, 50 pounds of fine grain is pretty good. You just said you wouldn’t fool me, but now you want to fool me. You old man is very bad..."

The old donkey head was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "I am only 50 pounds if I am 50 pounds, right? Alas!"

Li Laifu was dumbfounded. He stood there looking at the old donkey head. Why did he feel something was wrong? Asked: "Old man, tell the truth, you just..."

The old donkey-tou said with a painful look on his face: "You are too smart, I want 300 kilograms, so you can pay me back 150 kilograms. Your bargaining is too great. My family is all hungry." Belly! Forget it! Just a little less, let’s make friends.”

This wicked old man's family is hungry, so he still needs to exchange for fine food...?

Li Laifu sat on the chair and sighed, saying, "You old man, you don't have to act anymore. I'm still too young and I was anxious just now."

The old donkey-tou said with a smile on his face: "No way, no way! You are a very good boy..."

Li Laifu rolled his eyes and said, "You wicked old man, why were you laughing when you said I was semen?"

"Businessmen, businessmen are used to it," the old donkey head continued to quibble.

Then Li Laifu used another 50 kilograms of white flour and replaced six items as if ordering his troops. This time he would not let the old man take advantage of him.

They are all six pieces of exquisite porcelain, and Lao Donkey Tou has the same taste as him, not high-quality ones.

Li Laifu stood up and was about to get the noodles, but suddenly turned around and asked, "Old Donkey Tou, you don't know how to switch, do you?"

The old donkey head glared at him and said: "None of us who set up stalls dared to sell fake goods. Two or three of them died in the past few years and they have stopped. You can give out 100 flour, but you can't give out five kilograms." Bangzi noodles? Are you going to Pigeon City to hire someone to kill someone? So you can rest assured."

Li Laifu walked outside. In his heart, the old man was really right. There is no ban on guns these days, and the crime detection rate? That's about it.

20 minutes later, Li Laifu came in carrying a flour bag, and the old donkey head hurriedly greeted him.

The old donkey opened his mouth and took a look and cursed: "You bastard, you have such good flour, why do you use such a dirty bag?"

These flour bags were the ones he bought at the supply and marketing cooperative last time. Li Laifu clapped his hands, patted his shoulders a few more times, and said, "Don't worry about being cheap and selling well, but you still think the flour bags are dirty. How many people these days can come up with 100?" Kilograms of flour?”

Li Laifu patted his schoolbag and said, "I've finished exchanging the food, and I've also brought the money."

The old donkey pinched his white face and said with a smile: "You can take a look at it, and I will give you a quote for whatever you want."

Li Laifu quoted a price every time he took an old donkey head. Antiques are really cheap these days, and they are not like the novels he read in his previous life. How many cents, how many dollars? But they are still in their 20s and 30s. This is Lao Donutou’s collection. It may be cheaper outside, but the only expensive thing is the porcelain.

Old Donkey Tou saw Li Laifu's doubts and said with a smile: "Porcelain from ancient times to the present? There is no emperor who doesn't like it. The price is naturally more expensive than other things."

The famous Xuande furnace in later generations cost me only 10 yuan each. These are ten of the good-quality ones collected by Laolvutou, and they are all rounded.

However, there is also a problem with the porcelain here. Almost all of them are from the Qing Dynasty. Among the five famous kilns, there is only one Ge kiln, but all of them are official kilns.

When Li Laifu had sold more than 100 pieces, Lao Donkey Tou quit and shouted: "I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore."

Most of what Li Laifu bought were miscellaneous items. It wasn't like he didn't want to buy porcelain, but he didn't have enough money. The rhinoceros horn cup only cost 30 yuan a piece. Ivory carving? It’s only forty yuan. If you don’t buy it, who will?

I spent 3,800 yuan to buy a lot of things, and Li Laifu gave me the money.

The old donkey head looked at the pile of money and was not happy at all and said: "You are so cruel!"

The old donkey pulled a broken box from the yard and couldn't bear to put it in it! Even Li Laifu could tell that the old man was in pain.

Li Laifu comforted him: "Old man, don't be sad. You can't take these things into the soil."

"Go away! Is there anyone who can comfort people like you?"

Li Laifu wrapped the box, then turned around and said, "Don't talk nonsense when the flour is out!"

"Go away, if I didn't have the ability to keep secrets, I would still be alive today," the old donkey said, waving his hands like he was shooing away flies.

The door to the hospital was really big with double doors. Li Laifu walked out of the door with a large box weighing more than 100 kilograms. Instead of walking towards Guijie Street, he continued walking deeper into the alley. He stepped on it better when he took the flour just now. , this alley is not a dead end.

Go to a dark corner and put the box directly into the space.

Li Laifu found a corner and squatted in a corner while smoking a cigarette, thinking to himself, how could he get all the good things in Lao Donutou's room?