Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Chapter 575 Simple Mood Fluctuations
"Boss, how much are these whistles?"

On Saturday morning, Wu Yuansheng was strolling in Tai'an Antique City and saw a stall selling porcelain, which sold whistles in the shapes of roosters, pigeons, snails, etc.

Considering that Children's Day is coming in a few days, he plans to buy some gifts for Wu Qi and Wu Ming.

In the past, when he had whistles like this, he would sell them for money. Now that he is not short of money, he has started to buy some things instead.

The stalls selling porcelain all sell modern items, with few old wares.

Even these whistles are new.

"Will you buy all of them? If you do, I'll give you 6 yuan for all 200."

The stall owner looked at him, thought for a moment and then said.

"Buy them all! I'll give you 100 yuan for all of them. A whistle like this only costs a few yuan online. A good one only costs about or yuan. If you can sell it, I'll take it. If not, I'll buy it online!"

Now when he goes to the antique market, he has started to use his mobile phone to search for similar items before buying something.

The use of "high technology" can avoid many unnecessary "loopholes". By checking the prices, you will have an idea of ​​the prices yourself. While picking up bargains, you can also avoid being cheated.

After saying that, he used his mobile phone to surf the Internet and searched for whistles of similar types, which cost anywhere from a few yuan to more than ten or twenty yuan each.

"Look at the prices of these whistles!"

As he spoke, he handed the phone to the stall owner to look at for a while.

"100 is 100, take it!"

After knowing the price of similar whistles online, the boss agreed.

He scanned the code, paid the money, packed up the whistle, and left the stall.

The main advantage of buying them at street stalls is that you don’t have to waste time. You can just take them home, disinfect them, and then use them.

(Wu Yuansheng knew that the sound of a whistle is different if you blow it hollow or fill it with water.

Children are curious about new toys.

On Children's Day, I would give Wu Qi and Wu Ming such gifts. I think they would both be very happy.
"Boss Wu, don't you like photos? I have acquired some photos. Do you want some?"

When he walked to the stall of Mr. Li who was selling used books, his wife saw him and greeted him.

"Really? Then let me see!"

This is not the first time I have bought their photos. I have bought at least forty or fifty of them from her in the past few years.

Soon, Boss Li’s wife took out a yellow cloth bag, which looked like it contained something.

She opened the cloth bag and dumped all the items inside onto the ground.

There is an old photo album and some scattered photos.

The scattered ones all look black and white.

Wu Yuansheng first took the photo album in his hand and started looking at it.

Turning to the first page, there is a family photo with the date written on it: Spring Festival 1955.

The year is relatively early.

There are seven people in the photo, two elderly people and five people who should be the elderly people’s sons.

The old man’s sons, the oldest looks to be around 40 years old, and the youngest is about or years old.

The two elders sat in the front and their five sons stood behind them.

Judging from the person's clothes and temperament, he is obviously from a wealthy family and has a high status.

Turning the pages to the back, there are group photos of one of their sons and daughters-in-law, and photos of them at major scenic spots in Beijing.

Looking at the portraits of great men and their quotations on the photos, the photos at the back are also very old, basically before the 70s.

He turned a few more pages and suddenly saw a photo of an old man in a coffin. It was the father of the five sons in the previous family photo.

This caused his mood to fluctuate instantly.

People! No matter what, you will eventually come to this step.

There were many wreaths sent by people around the portrait, and there were also people looking at the remains. It was obvious that these people were people of status.

And judging from the photo, this old man must have been a cadre, and a high-ranking one at that. His official position was at least at the department level.

Flipping through the pages, there are some photos of him being laid to rest in his coffin, with people paying their respects to his remains. Among them are photos of his wife and family members bidding him farewell with sorrow.

There is a close-up photo of the "coffin", and you can see the "medal" placed on the surface.

Finally, even the old man was "carried to the mountain" by an old farm vehicle, and there are photos of his burial.

(I wonder if the medal was buried with the old man.)
In addition to this old man's photo, there is also a "posthumous photo" of his wife. That one was made later, and the photo is not in black and white, but in color.

The funeral was not as large as before.

I have never encountered this kind of situation when I purchased photos before, most of them were ordinary photos.

After looking at the photos in the album, he began to look at the scattered photos.

There are more photos in these than in the album.

There are also photos of scenic spots, train stations, and bus stations in Beijing and other places.

The child’s hundred-day photo, one-year-old photo, and teenage photo.

Photos of the old man’s hometown.

A few graduation photos from the 1970s and 1980s, etc.

Looking further ahead, he also saw several "photos of great men" from the 1960s and 1970s.

“How much are these photos?”

After reading it, Wu Yuansheng asked Boss Li’s wife, after all, Boss Li was not the head of the family.

"Give me 300 yuan. I'm sure there are 150 of them, some of which are pictures of scenic spots with portraits of great men. They are rare."

"300 yuan is a bit expensive. I'll give you 200 yuan. Those portraits really affect people's mood. Most people won't buy them after seeing them."

I just want to pay some price.

But what he said is also the actual situation. Not many people would like such "posthumous photos", especially ordinary people who come here to visit.

Of course, if he really couldn't pay it back, he still planned to buy it for 300 yuan.

(For those who have lived a second life, they have already seen through life and death. “Being in a coffin and resting in peace” is everyone’s final destination.

It was just a simple mood swing, but he kept his inner peace.)
"Well, 200 is 200, take it!"

Boss Li’s wife thought about it briefly and agreed.

After paying the money, Wu Yuansheng reassembled the photos and then went to other people’s stalls with them.

He certainly wouldn't waste time looking at those stalls selling fake "handicrafts".

In the following time, he only looked at the stalls of familiar people selling first-line items and those stalls that often went to demolition areas or some old communities to set up stalls to buy items.

Wu Yuansheng didn’t find what he needed among the first-line items, coins, and sundry items on the street stalls.

At the stalls of people selling second-hand goods from the demolished areas, he bought four stacks of "XX County Cooperative Share Certificates" and two bottles of "Jinzhi Yuye" old wine.

There were four stacks of "stock certificates", each stack containing nearly a hundred pieces, sealed like banknotes.

These are from the 100s, with stamps on the front and denominations of 50 yuan, 10 yuan, and yuan.

When the market was good in the past, any one of them could be sold for 30 or 50 yuan.

Now a stack is only 30, and there is a discount if you add four stacks together. He paid a total of 100 yuan.

He buys this kind of thing casually. Although it is from a small place, it is also a kind of collection.

Two bottles of "Jinzhi Yuye" old liquor, sealed in a large plastic box, are from the 20s and belong to the "Wuliangye" distillery series. It is almost years old now.

I shook the bottle in my hand and it looked very nice.

I used my mobile phone to check the information about the wine online, and the price at that time was more than 300 yuan a bottle.

(The 300 yuan back then is at least 1000 yuan now.)
He spent 1200 yuan on these two bottles of wine.

That’s basically what we gained this morning.

After buying things, he went to chat with an acquaintance at the stall for a while, and around ten o'clock, he went home.

(End of this chapter)