Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 31 Bronze Marquis (for further reading)

Early the next morning, just after dawn, He Xiao woke up again.

In this day and age, there is no entertainment at night. There is not even a TV or radio in his room, and he doesn't know what to do if he doesn't sleep.

But it's healthy.

He dug out a pair of black shorts and a white shirt from the small suitcase, and he took them and put them on.

Holding the small enamel basin, He Xiao walked to the yard, and He Xiao saw Qin Huairu who was making breakfast at a glance.

Qin Huairu also saw He Xiao, but she lost the enthusiasm of yesterday, as if she hadn't seen anyone, she didn't even say hello, let alone have breakfast together.

He Xiao was at ease.

After washing up, he went back to his room.

He took a wad of money from a small suitcase, put it in his pocket, and walked out again.

This time he didn’t want to ride the little Suzuki.

I came to the courtyard and stretched my legs, warmed up my body, and then trotted out of the courtyard.

He didn't stop on the road, and ran towards Tangen Xiaoshi.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

It was a little cold in the morning, and he ran for a long time before his body gradually warmed up.

All the way to the south, when he reached Zhushikou East Street, he followed the road and turned east again.

After running for less than a kilometer, he turned a corner and ran south along Qi Nian Street. Tangenerxiao City was at the end of the road.

This section of the road is about three kilometers. When he ran over, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was exactly 10 minutes.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Panting heavily, sweat dripped down his face, he wiped it off, a little dissatisfied.

Although he is not weak, his body is not strong either.

After wiping off his sweat, he walked slowly along the road for 3 minutes and arrived at the entrance of Tangenxiao City.

Looking around, there are quite a few people in the market today.

He found a breakfast stand, bought two big meat buns, and walked around while eating.

It was the same bookstall. When he passed by, he took a special look at it.

The old newspapers on the stall were missing, and it seemed that he really bought them all.

Glancing at the stall again, he became interested in the comic books on the side.

Picking up a book at random, he flipped through it, but he didn't expect the illustrations inside to be quite exquisite.

"Comrade, how did you sell this copy of Daiyu's Burial of Flowers?"

"Sanmao."

Less than the price of two big meat buns, which is not expensive, He Xiao took out [-] cents and handed it over quickly.

Holding the comic book, he continued to walk forward.

When he arrived at the place where he bought the snuff bottle last time, he deliberately looked around, but he didn't see the previous person.

It seemed that the stall owner was not lying. He really only had those ten snuff bottles left.

It's a pity to say that, He Xiao felt that he came a bit late and didn't get all of them.

"Hey, this must be from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period, right? Hey, it has an inscription on it, so I cherish it. Look at this style, it must be used by the princes."

"It's a good thing, it's really a good thing, it's not easy to meet, look at this copper rust, it's all traces of history..."

He Xiao was taken aback for a while by a moderate voice, but the voice was somewhat familiar.

Turning around to look, hey, I met Ma Weidu again, he was squatting in front of a booth, looking at things.

Ma Weidu turned his back to him, He Xiao didn't see what he was holding, but hearing the voice, it must be better than the wooden bed last time.

What a coincidence, even He Xiao was a little embarrassed, he suddenly jumped for joy for some reason.

"He Xiao, He Xiao, you can't keep cutting off people, it's so outrageous."

He secretly warned himself, and he got up and walked over there.

Instead of going directly, he walked to the stall next door.

Turning his head and glancing over there, he saw clearly what Ma Weidu was holding in his hand, a bronze jersey, just like the one shown on TV.

"Lu... Hey, this is a Marquis, right? Marquis Lu? Hey, it's really used by princes. Why does this prince look like the one from the Western Zhou Dynasty? Oh, this is even earlier than the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period."

Ma Weidu saw the two inscriptions on it clearly, and was very surprised.

"Lu Hou?"

He Xiao was also taken aback. If this thing is real, it is really a proper national treasure.

"Well……"

However, the Marquis of the Western Zhou Dynasty, can this be bought or sold?Not to mention the Western Zhou Dynasty, in his previous life, he heard that bronze wares could not be traded, and buying and selling was illegal.

amount……

Maybe there is no such law now, but He Xiao's interest has greatly diminished.

What's the point of buying an antique that you can't sell later?He is not a collector.

Buy it back and put it in your hand. If it gets bumped, he will become a sinner. Forget it, he is a loyal person, let it be left to the old horse.

Withdrawing his mind, He Xiao looked at the bottles and cans in front of his stall, and suddenly became interested.

"Comrade, what are the jars you are selling for?"

"Grasshopper jar, for raising grasshoppers."

He Xiao was quite surprised when he heard this.

There are many kinds of grasshopper jars on the stall, some are made of gourds, bamboo, wood, and porcelain jars. This is the first time he has seen them, and they are quite interesting.

"What? 5000 yuan, it's so expensive, why are you robbing it?"

He Xiao was about to pick up a grasshopper jar to have a look, when he heard a loud yell from the old horse beside him.

Turning around, Ma Weidu was negotiating with the stall owner for a price, but judging by the stall owner's appearance, it was hard for Lao Ma to negotiate the price.

A bronze Marquis was asking for five thousand, and He Xiao didn't know whether to say it was expensive or cheap.

Well, if this thing can be transported to Xiangjiang and sold to a rich man in Xiangjiang, maybe it can be sold for tens of millions, millions in the 80s.

But in the mainland, 5000 yuan, half a ten thousand yuan household, is really a bit expensive.

"No, your price is too expensive, I can give you a thousand at most."

"One thousand? You can say it. I think you are a knowledgeable person. Would you mind paying a thousand for a bronze noble used by princes?"

"Three thousand, at most three thousand, nothing more."

The stall owner was a thin man, he frowned, thought for a while, and then reluctantly nodded.

"Okay, three thousand is three thousand. If I hadn't been in a hurry to use the money, I wouldn't have sold it to you. You really made a lot of money."

"I don't have that much money in my hand right now. You can keep this thing for me for a few days, and I'll scrape together the money..."

The skinny stall owner suddenly became anxious, "Wait a few days? Are you kidding me? Fuck off, what price will you pay if you can't afford it?"

Ma Weidu felt a pain in his heart, he glanced left and right, he happened to see He Xiao who was watching the excitement, and ran over immediately.

"Little brother, do you still recognize me?"

He Xiao was happy, and he nodded quickly.

"Little brother, I met a good thing, but I don't have the money at hand. I know you are also a rich owner. See if we can pool the money and buy it together."

"Joint buy?"

He Xiao was taken aback for a moment, why did he suddenly feel something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)