Hello, I'm He Yuzhu

Chapter 24 Trust Store
Insomnia.

He Yuzhu found himself suffering from insomnia, and he didn't know if it was because the transaction was successful and he had money in his hand, or because he would be able to realize the three turns and one ring immediately, or because he had slept enough in the first half of the night, anyway, he just couldn't sleep, and his heart seemed to grow grass generally.

By chance, in the second half of the night, he had a whim and wanted to go out for a walk. He was so full of energy!However, he accidentally discovered that Xu Damao, who was riding a bicycle and carrying a projector, watched him draw the S route at a slow speed, and He Yuzhu had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Touching a brick, he suddenly threw it towards Xu Damao's car rim. At the same time, he turned around and climbed up the courtyard wall, and jumped into the courtyard, only to hear a "bang" behind him.

Then came Xu Damao's heart-piercing shouts and curses in anger. He Yuzhu, who had hidden his achievements and fame, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and tiptoed back to his home, lying on the bed for fun.

"Xu Damao, let's see if you survive this time. A projector worth thousands of dollars will pay you a bastard. Even if you are not fired, you will be punished and sent to the workshop."

He Yuzhu fell asleep with a smug smile. Not long after he slept, comrades from the police were ushered in in the courtyard, and they went door-to-door for questioning. sleep.

After sleeping until [-]:[-] in the morning, after a brief wash-up, he rode his bicycle to his apprentice Ma Hua’s house. He was going to ask Ma Hua to return the bicycle for him. By the way, he asked for leave. He was going to go shopping today. Only then did I realize that I had come to the door empty-handed, and thinking about the hardships of Mahua’s family, I packed twenty catties of flour and one catty of pork in the space as gifts.

Of course, my loyal little apprentice can't give stick noodles.

"Master, what happened to you at the door early in the morning?"

He Yuzhu stood outside the door, didn't intend to enter the house at all, looked at Ma Hua, who was clinging to his eyes, and said, "I'll give you two tasks, return the car to Liu Lan, and ask me for a leave by the way, just say I have something to do at home, not necessarily I can go to work."

"I know, Master!"

He Yuzhu handed the bicycle to Ma Hua, and handed him the noodle bag and pork together: "Here it is, don't talk nonsense!"

Leaving Ma Hua a handsome back, He Yuzhu went out and went straight to the state-owned store. The bicycle he was thinking about, two generations of people, thought that he could see through life. , he was excited.

Ma Hua returned to the house with tears in his eyes, thinking that his family hadn’t eaten meat for several months, his mother was sick, and his younger siblings were malnourished, so he cut some minced meat and prepared to make a meal of minced meat pimple soup for his family.

"Boss, who's here? Why don't you come in and sit down!" The old lady lying on the bed came from the back room and asked.

"Mom, it's my master who came to see you, but he left without entering the house for urgent matters!" Ma Hua smiled and wept, with a warm heart.

"You child, you are not sensible. No matter how urgent your master's business is, you still have to invite him into the house for a drink of hot water. This is etiquette!"

Ma Hua sniffed, his voice hoarse: "Mother, it's okay, the master will not talk about this, the master brought you twenty catties of flour and one catty of pork, and I will make you a bowl of pimple soup!"

As soon as they heard that there was meat and eating pimple soup, the bedridden brothers and sisters rushed to the kitchen one by one, shouting, "Brother, I want to eat pimple soup!"

"Brother..."

"Brother, I want pimple soup too."

"Okay, okay!" Ma Hua rubbed the heads of his brothers and sisters: "There are all of them, go wash your face and get ready to eat."

"Hey!"

Mrs. Mahua sighed, and said earnestly, "Boss, your master is a good person. You have to listen to his master and respect him well, you know? Otherwise, mother will not recognize you."

Ma Hua acted swiftly, and the pimple soup was already in the pot. I wanted my old mother to solemnly promise: "Mother, don't worry, I will be filial to the master. The master also said to find a chance to ask the director to give me a job and become a regular."

On the other hand, He Yuzhu came to the state-run shopping mall, but he found that there was a trust store next to the state-run shopping mall, and bicycles were stored there. There was no rush, and he could buy it at any time. When he saw the legendary trust store, he was naturally curious. I went to have a real look.

Entering the door, the not-so-big room is filled with various goods. There is an elderly master in front of the counter. Inside the counter, on the shelves against the wall, even the walls are hung with various items for consignment. .

There are many kinds of items, including calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, hand-cranked gramophones, top-wearing flower feathers and court clothes, but his knowledge is shallow and he doesn't know the goods at all. For example, it is no different from Bai Jian, who told him not to know how to tell the authenticity of antiques.

Although trust stores are expensive, there is a reason why they are expensive. At least there are experienced masters to watch them, and there are basically no fakes. If you go to Liulichang and Ghost Market to pick up leaks, the final cost may be higher than trust stores.

Seeing the old master with eyes, smoking a cigarette and sorting out the accounts, He Yuzhu rolled his eyes, made up his mind, and went out to buy a big front door.

Turning around and going back to the trust store, he put the money in front of the old master, showing a harmless smile: "Master, the kid is ignorant, please help me to introduce it, open your eyes!"

The old master is also a second person, he smiled, put a big front door under his hands, and said, "Boy, he is a sensible baby."

"Old man, I am in a good mood today, so I will give pointers to you, a younger generation!"

Randomly, he took out a long piece of wood from the counter and introduced: "The gavel wood in the Yongchang period of the Tang Dynasty!"

He Yuzhu picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was engraved with a lifelike flying dragon pattern, and the four characters of Caoxian County Government were engraved on the front. Some couldn't put it down and asked: "Master, what's the price?"

The old master stretched out a slap: "The seller consigns for 5 yuan!"

"Master, invoice, I want this thing!" He Yuzhu took out five yuan and handed it to the master.

"Come on, you!"

"Men, put away the ticket, put away the things, let's continue!" With the money to do things, the master continued to introduce him to other things.

"Look at this painting of wild geese, the real work of Qian Weicheng, the number one scholar in the reign of Emperor Qianlong! Look here, it's stamped with the seal of Lord Qianlong."

Although I don't know how much this painting is worth in later generations, the minimum starting price is tens of millions. In fact, he still made a mistake. The auction price of this painting was more than 1 million.

"Master, price?"

"The seller is consigning 180!" After finishing speaking, the master waited for him to make a decision.

He Yuzhu secretly thought: 180 a year's wages for an ordinary worker can even buy a house in Forty-Nine City!Sure enough, antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times are really not something ordinary people can afford to collect.

"Master, let's issue a ticket!"

After paying the money, the master made an invoice, and he got another authentic painting by Qian Weicheng. The master also thoughtfully handed over the cowhide painting tube to him.

"Master, let's continue!"

The old master secretly said: "I have met my master, you are so young and generous, you are arrogant enough!"

Teacher: "Wang Meng of the Yuan Dynasty, Autumn Mountain and Xiao Temple, 200 yuan!"

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

Teacher: "Die Hua Ling and fourth-grade Yunyan court clothes, 20 yuan a set."

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

Teacher: "During the Han Dynasty, the dragon and the tiger with the Daji pattern cost money, 30 yuan."

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

Master craftsman: "Enamel colors made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty..."

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

Teacher: "In the Song Dynasty, in the second year of the Kaiyuan period, Lei Xiao cut the phoenix piano..."

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

Teacher: "Qing Dynasty, Renzong Jiaqing Tongbao 50 yuan."

He Yuzhu: "Open!"

Teacher: "In the 24th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, AH Province made Guangxu Yuanbao Kuping seven coins and two cents silver coins and five yuan."

He Yuzhu: "Invoicing!"

"Man, there is nothing else worth collecting and playing with!"

The master craftsman finished the work of the tool man.And he kindly gave him a sack to store the treasures he bought, otherwise he really couldn't take them away with just his hands.

For a while, He Yuzhu spent [-] oceans, but he didn't feel bad at all. The value of the items exchanged for [-] yuan would be worth more than [-] million yuan in a few decades.

"Master, where is the hand-cranked phonograph?"

The old master took down the phonograph from the shelf: "A hand-cranked phonograph made in the Soviet Union, 60 yuan, with two vinyl records."

Hand-cranked phonograph, this thing is more expensive than antiques, but there is no entertainment, and listening to music at home is also a pastime. up.

"Call the ticket, I'm quite rare for this thing!"

The teacher shook his head, "Young people like these, the romanticism in form."

Carrying a sack, holding a gramophone, and two vinyl records, one from the period of the Republic of China and one from the Soviet Union, when he was about to leave, he looked at the ashes-eaten bicycle at the base of the wall and considered whether to buy a second-hand bicycle .

The old master misunderstood him and thought he saw it, so he gave him a thumbs up and gave him a thumbs up: "Young man, you have a good eye, the British Hamburg brand bicycle, foreign goods, have been here for a year, and there is no one who knows the goods. "

He Yuzhu suddenly remembered his previous life, a piece of news, the British Hamburg brand bicycles are worth 50 yuan each.

Looking at a straight-beam car for men and a curved-beam car for women, I was a little moved.

"Master, how much is this?"

"One hundred and fifty one, man, although it is more expensive than a new domestic bicycle, it is definitely worth the money! Take it out and compare it with Hongqi and Feige, and you will understand!"

He Yuzhu just hesitated for a moment, then gave up, not to mention the value of 50 in the future, even 100 million is not worth it, 300 yuan for two cars is enough for him to do a lot of things, even collecting antiques is more valuable than it.

Well, the main wish is that he doesn't want to ride second-hand.

(End of this chapter)