The richest man starts from the treasure hunt in the container

Chapter 195 No one is a fool!

Thun was a little dumbfounded!

What do you mean?
If the price is wrong, you can negotiate the price. Why do you have to leave if you disagree?

He was ashamed to keep someone, so he immediately looked at George and beckoned him to help.

George hurriedly said:
"Zhu, aren't you dissatisfied with Mr. Toun's quotation? He has always been very fair..."

"Do not."

While packing up his things, Zhu Yu said:

"This morning, I was already offered an offer."

He put these things away, and said to George:
"The quotation others gave me was five times that of Mr. Thun, who claims to be fair! I came to see him for your sake, but I didn't expect..."

After hearing Zhu Yu's words, George was both happy and angry!
Happily, Zhu Yu gave him enough face, saying that he only came here for his sake.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that Zhu Yu hopes to get more offers from others for comparison.

And angry, does this Toon take others for fools?
He had already told Thun in advance that this Zhu Yu is very capable, and it is best to establish a good relationship so that he can take the initiative in purchasing collectibles in the future.

Is this Toon a fool?
Or does he think everyone else is a fool!
Thun is also very wronged!

In this line of work, who doesn't want to pick up a leak or something?

If the other party didn't see through it, wouldn't it be a profit?
Bargaining, if there is a negotiation, there is a repayment!
Hearing Zhu Yu's words, he couldn't help shouting:
"Impossible! Five times the price, that person doesn't make any money at all!"

Both Zhu Yu and George looked at him with bad eyes!
Obviously, these words show that Thun really knows the prices of those gold and silver coins.

And he really planned to treat Zhu Yu as a fool.

Zhu Yu waved at George:
"Goodbye, Mr. George."

After finishing speaking, leave.

It's better not to deal with such people.

George hurriedly chased him out and explained for a while, saying that he didn't know either.

Zhu Yu expressed his understanding and left.

After thinking about the uselessness of keeping these things in his hands, Zhu Yu drove to Smith's shopping mall.

Smith was helping someone identify a flag. When he saw Zhu Yu, he smiled at him, then pointed to the chair next to him, and asked Zhu Yu to wait.

Zhu Yu's eyes fell on the flag that the guest wanted to appraise.

Because the words "Flying Tigers" are written in Chinese characters on it!

Flying Tigers flag!
How did this thing get here?
Seeing that Zhu Yu was interested, Smith told him the origin of the flag.

The bearded man who brought the flag for identification was received from someone else.

The original owner of the flag was an old man. It is said that he bought a house and found it in a grocery warehouse.

The old man didn't think the flag was useful, but he felt that the workmanship was pretty good, so he kept it and occasionally propped it up with a stick.

The bearded man was a neighbor of the old man. He saw it one day. He knew the origin of the Flying Tigers and knew these Chinese characters, so he bought it for a hundred dollars.

"Is this true?" Zhu Yu took a closer look, and found that the flag was made of silk, and it was about the same size and shape as the pennants he usually saw.

In addition to the three Chinese characters of Flying Tigers embroidered on it, there is also a string of English names.

"As far as I know, this is true." Smith explained, "When the China Aid Volunteer Air Force fought in Huaxia, for a period of time, every team member had a team flag embroidered by a Chinese person. One side.

It should be that the Flying Tigers at that time stayed at home after returning, and then moved and forgot to take it away, or lost it. "

Zhu Yu knew about that period of history, so he suddenly asked the bearded man:

"How much do you plan to sell it for?"

The bearded man could see that Zhu Yu wanted to buy it, but he still looked at Smith first.

Zhu Yu's actions were a bit reckless, which can be regarded as cutting off.

But Smith understood Zhu Yu's thoughts, smiled and said to the bearded man:

"You bid, his purchase is the same as mine."

"I think he should be worth three thousand dollars."

"I'll buy it for a thousand dollars." Zhu Yu was interested in the commemorative significance of the flag, and he didn't intend to be taken advantage of.

"Deal!" The bearded man said sharply.

Zhu Yu was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that the bearded man really opened his mouth like a lion!
But a thousand dollars was nothing to Zhu Yu, he paid the money happily, and the bearded man left excitedly. Smith called the other tellers over, and he took Zhu Yu to the inner room.

"That flag, if you find a suitable collector, five thousand dollars should be a fair price." Smith said casually.

"I plan to keep it for myself." Zhu Yu explained, folded the flag carefully, and put it in the backpack.

Smith smiled and didn't speak anymore, but asked:
"This time you come..."

Zhu Yu took out the gold coins, silver coins and those materials from his backpack and placed them on the table.

Smith showed joy, and first said to Zhu Yu:
"I will definitely give you a fair price!"

Although he had not known Zhu Yu for a long time, he knew that Zhu Yu could come up with good things that surprised him every once in a while.

Therefore, Zhu Yu has long been treated as a high-quality big customer, and the price offered is also very reasonable.

Because he knew that Zhu Yu would sell a lot of things every time, even if he only made a small profit each time, the accumulation would be a huge sum!

Zhu Yu poured out all the gold coins and silver coins. After Smith finished counting, he reported Zhu Yu an integer of 600 million US dollars.

Zhu Yu nodded in agreement, it was indeed more than five times higher than the price offered by Thun!
"These documents and letters," Smith weighed the stack of documents, but put them down again:
"I'm not an expert in this field. Although I know that these things must be more expensive, I don't know exactly to what extent."

He touched his chin, thought for a while and said:
"Well, let me introduce you to an expert who collects these things and a history professor from New York University. He should give you a satisfactory price."

Upon hearing that it was a professor, Zhu Yu was a little puzzled:
"Can he afford it?"

How much money can a university professor make?

In Zhu Yu's eyes, university professors are often middle-class, but not many are too rich.

After all, after earning money, it is not easy to engage in learning.

Smith explained:
"This professor of history has a relatively solid family background. He often engages in historical research and archaeological discoveries, and the school will allocate funds to him. In addition, he is also responsible for appraising and collecting some cultural relics, earning a lot of money!"

Zhu Yu suddenly realized.

He thought of some people in China who were engaged in research projects.

Can't say, can't say!

Since the other party has money, let's get in touch.

Zhu Yu took the contact information given by Smith and left the mall.

What he found this time, he didn't completely sell out.

I kept some gold coins and silver coins, and it would be nice to give them as small gifts in the future.

He called Ran Jie first to make sure he was in the warehouse, then went to pull him up, and then went back to the old villa.

Cathy asked Zhu Yu about some rumors on the Internet with concern, especially whether the exhumation of the bones had any effect on him, and she also burned ginger water to remove Yin Qi from Zhu Yu.

After half forcing Zhu Yu and Ran Jie to take a bath, they felt relieved.

The two came out and looked at each other with a smile. This feeling of being cared for was very much like a nagging mother at home.

It was annoying when I was at home, but when I left home and went to a foreign country, I felt it again, and the feeling was quite deep.

Then there is a solid lunch.

Cathy knew that Zhu Yu's Ran Jie was both big-bellied, so the food they prepared was large, full of calories and nutritious.

During the meal, Zhu Yu asked Cathy:
"What do you Americans think of history?"

While eating, Cathy answered in thought:

"I'm actually not very clear. Because I've followed Mr. Ojiang for so long, sometimes my thinking has become Chinese.

But I think that quite a few people don't care much about history, they only care about the present life. "

Zhu Yu nodded.

After dinner, Zhu Yu and Ran Jie went out. In the car, Zhu Yu gave Ran Jie a check.

"One hundred thousand, boss, you are generous enough!" Ran Jie smiled.

"You also have the credit for digging out the treasure this time, and the share is not much, which means."

"That's enough." Ran Jie smiled, and collected the check, thinking that the family's debts could be almost paid off.

"My comrades-in-arms have already set off." Ran Jie said, "The application sent by the freight yard is very useful, and they will be released directly there."

"That's ok, come here, you talk to them first, and then meet up. Usually I'm in the warehouse when I have nothing to do, and I'll call someone if I have something to do."

Zhu Yu felt that it would be good for him to connect with Ran Jie alone, and let Ran Jie be responsible for the others.

"Okay." Ran Jie hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

Although I usually feel a little inferior, but I usually go to the warehouse, so the difference is not big.

As long as you really do something and the boss is not stingy, that's fine.

What's more, everything you do is basically above the bottom line, so you can rest assured.

Zhu Yu took Ran Jie to find the professor Smith mentioned.

Entering the campus of New York University, Zhu Yu dragged a blonde beauty to inquire, and then found the professor's office.

This professor is quite prestigious, and he occupies a large office all by himself.

Smith called ahead of time, so Zhu Yu went in smoothly.

The old man is called Carl Phillips, very straightforward:
"Take it out, let me see."

Zhu Yu took out a few sheets of paper from the sealed bag and handed them over.

"This kind of thing is not preserved like this." Phillips said, frowning. "It's easy to damage."

"Understood." Zhu Yu nodded receptively.I sold it to you when I thought it was suitable, and how to keep it is up to you.

Phillips put on his gloves, took the paper carefully, put it on the professional equipment first, and then began to read it.

After studying for half an hour, he nodded and said:

"It's true. It is indeed a product of that era. And the content here is very novel, which can provide some new evidence for the history of the civil war we are studying now."

After speaking, he asked Zhu Yu:

"how many?"

"Page 35." Zhu Yu said.

"So, how about $70 per page, $[-]?"

He looked at Zhu Yu and said:
"The price is already very fair."

"Deal." Zhu Yu himself had no idea, but this price was obviously much higher than that offered by Thun.

Basically, it is a no-cost transaction, and it is enough to earn this price.

Phillips didn't expect Zhu Yu to be so forthright, he froze for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Young man, not bad!"

The two sides traded quickly, Zhu Yu and Ran Jie left the office, on the way back, Ran Jie asked:

"Boss, these letters should be very important, right? Even in our country, materials from 200 years ago are very expensive, right?"

"It is more precious than things that have been in the country for more than 200 years." Zhu Yu said according to his own thoughts, "Our country values ​​history, so unless there is a large-scale ban on writing or a literal prison, historical records will not be cut off.

Of course, even if the official history is covered up, some unofficial history will appear.

However, the old Americans don't pay much attention to history, or most countries abroad don't pay much attention to history.Because of this, it is embarrassing for their country to study history.Because there is too little data.

In recent years, things have been better. If you live farther away, it is more difficult to find information.And all kinds of things, too subjective. "

Ran Jie basically understood what Zhu Yu meant.

"However, these few letters and materials are at best a proof of the historical situation at that time, and they cannot completely change the history. We still need circumstantial evidence and the like. It is not bad to sell these money."

Before Zhu Yu finished speaking, he received a phone call.

Old John calling.

After hearing what Old John told, Zhu Yu had a strange expression on his face.

There really are such sanctimonious people these days.

It's not naive, it's hypocrisy!
Seeing that Zhu Yu's expression was not right, Ran Jie hurriedly asked:
"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Hehe, I met a fool." Zhu Yu explained, and then said to Old John:

"Ignore him. If he wants to ask again, just say that I have sold those things. What does the history here have to do with me? I only know how to make money."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yu said to Ran Jie with a mocking smile:
"A friend of Old John found out about this matter from the Internet, and also knew from Old John that I had a relationship with Old John, so he asked Old John to tell me to donate these documents for research on the history of Old America. .

He also said that doing so would make my image more positive and benefit my future development.In addition, as a beautiful Chinese, this is an obligation - bullshit, I don't plan to change my nationality! "

Ran Jie was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

"It turns out there are moral kidnappings here too!"

"Normal. There are people everywhere who first kidnap themselves and then kidnap others. If they really want to affect the interests of these people, they have to be anxious first."

"Yes, it's the same as the story about me having a car and my head lying to me."

"There are also those guys who clamored to abolish the death penalty, it really didn't fall on them..."

The two of them answered one by one, and suddenly found that the three views formed by each other in China were quite close.

Although the angry youth, although dissatisfied, but did not lose that heart.

After sending Ran Jie back to the rented house, Zhu Yu joked:

"It's cool to be an employee. Let the boss be your driver every day. I think you need to get your driver's license as soon as possible and buy a second-hand car."

Ran Jie smiled, knowing that Zhu Yu was joking.

Not long after Zhu Yu returned to the villa, she received a call from Joanna.

It turned out that her friend had seen Zhu Yu at school.

(End of this chapter)