Taoyuan Village Little Shennong

Chapter 77 The First Batch of Antiques

Although Zhang Yun was taken aback, he still didn't show anything on the surface.

After absorbing the spiritual energy, he moved his hand away as usual, pretending to miss it, and picked up the thing again.

This is an inkstone, but it has only been cleaned and not scrubbed. The surface is gray and white, with ink stains faintly visible.

"The old man is still a literati!" Zhang Yun praised.

Zhang Ronghui had seen these things at home many times, so he didn't need to pay attention to them. He was paying attention to Zhang Yun's expression the whole time.

I didn't see Zhang Yun's change just now, but Zhang Yun moved his hand over and came back again. It was still the first item, which made him guess whether it had some origin.

"Probably not, our village has never produced a scholar. The culture is not good! It was only in your group that you were admitted to university." Zhang Ronghui was a little bit embarrassed.

Zhang Yun put down the inkstone: "It may be used by teachers and accountants in the past. It would be great if there is still a writing brush account book."

"Brushes, ledgers...they are all rotten now." Zhang Ronghui was noncommittal. This is an ancestral home in the countryside, and it's not a scholarly family, so how can it be well preserved.

Zhang Yun smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if you die, if you put together a set, you can make up stories. We are not famous here, who knows how the situation was before? Just like I don't know the situation of the old man, Uncle Hui, you Say what you say."

Zhang Ronghui patted him on the shoulder: "I have you! You are very good at doing business. What about the sketch? A piece of sawdust can be said to be the toothpick that Lafayette used back then, hahaha... Let me look for it!"

He felt that this idea was feasible, so he immediately found it in the box.

Zhang Yun also discovered that the ones placed on the cabinet shelves were those that Zhang Ronghui thought were more valuable, and those that were relatively well preserved.There are also some broken and worthless ones, which are stuffed in the box.

When he was rummaging through the boxes, Zhang Yun also touched the other items on display and received some energy, but the biggest one was the inkstone.

"Let's see if there is any... haha, it's possible to make up a story." Zhang Ronghui has already laid out all of them.

Zhang Yun took a closer look and found that there were also some bowls and bowls here, but they were all broken to the left half.There are also a few dilapidated and incomplete texts, I don't know if they are books or ledgers.

"Haha, these few are too broken. No one will believe that Zhu Chongba started a bowl."

Zhang Yun picked it up one by one and looked at it, all the passes were lost, and there was no energy.

Those few texts were also picked up one by one to read, but the damp and rot, moth-eaten rat bites, etc., were completely out of shape, and they could not be seen. No wonder they were collected in the discarded pile.

When he saw the last book, Zhang Yun felt a wave of aura sucked in from his hand again!

This time it was called turbulent, much stronger than the previous inkstone!
This is antiquity!

It's just a text, and it's incomplete like this, obviously it's not a matter of material, it should be the value of the book, or something of great Confucianism with great energy.

Zhang Ronghui kept looking at Zhang Yun's expression, seeing that he quickly put down all of them, only the last one read a little longer, and quickly asked: "How about this one?"

Zhang Yun sighed: "I don't understand it very well, but I think this should be a book with a background, but it's too dilapidated."

Zhang Ronghui also smiled wryly. If he grasped harder, he was afraid that it would fall apart. It was indeed difficult to make up a story.

"It's okay, I'll take it all, make up a good story, and see if I can make a move."

Zhang Ronghui was disappointed after hearing this for a while: "Are you only looking at the inkstone and this thing?"

He didn't make a move, not only because he was not short of money, but also because he thought it might be very valuable.But Zhang Yun looked all the way over, and seemed to have no interest.

Zhang Yun thought for a while: "Uncle Hui, do you have a psychological price?"

"How many are these?" Zhang Ronghui was even more disappointed, and asked him to offer a price, so he didn't want to give any money?
He has kept it well for so long, so of course he doesn't want to sell it cheaply.Today I am looking for Zhang Yun with great interest, because Zhang Yun has just made a fortune and can sell it for a good price.

"You were the first to come to me, and you also taught me the depth of antiques. I am very touched. I only bought one or two after visiting for a long time. Is it reasonable? Of course they are all of them!"

Zhang Yun pointed: "All, half, or part are fine. You quote a psychological price, as long as I can accept it, I will never bargain."

Zhang Ronghui felt very comfortable listening to these words, and gave him great benefits and convenience for his first customer, and the initiative was in his hands.

"After all, it is an old item. If it is really sold, I will be very reluctant, and I will never get it back."

Zhang Ronghui sighed and looked around: "But I've called you here, and it's not good to be reluctant to sell it. Then let's take half of it. You can choose whatever you want, no matter the size, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less."

If Zhang Yun can sell at a high price, the price will definitely increase to buy the other half.Even if it can't be sold, this half can be kept for later.

Zhang Yun nodded: "You said the price."

Zhang Ronghui was hoping that Zhang Yun would find out that there was a good treasure in it and offer him a high price.But judging from the process just now, there is nothing that Zhang Yun can fancy.

Letting him pack now is actually taking care of his first guest.He didn't dare to ask a high price, and he was unwilling to set the price too low. He hesitated for a moment and said a number.

"Fifty thousand... Do you think it's okay?"

He noticed that Zhang Yun's face changed, it seemed that it was not worth the price...

Half of them are only a dozen or twenty. Zhang Ronghui once showed them to those who go to the villages to collect old things, and they would not give them a few tens of dollars. Now the average price is more than 2000.

"How about... ten thousand?"

Zhang Yun felt that it was not worth the money. What he was willing to pay for was mainly the inkstone and the book, but the inkstone might still be worth a little, and the book was broken into that state, so it couldn't be sold for a price.

It is equal to compensation, and the rest is nothing more than to cover up these two things.

Zhang Yun ha ha, he hasn't bargained yet, Zhang Ronghui dropped 80% from himself, it shows how guilty he is!To put it bluntly, the village chief still wanted to take advantage of him!
But he doesn't care, what he wants is spiritual energy, which is the biggest gain, collecting ancient relics is just a cover, buying more and buying less is just to recover a little cost.

"To be honest, [-] is too exaggerated... But Uncle Hui, you say [-], and I'm embarrassed. How about it, I'll give you [-]. If I can sell it for a good price, I'll give you a little more. How about it?"

[-] is Zhang Ronghui's test. Of course, the higher the better, [-] is the lowest bottom line. No matter how cheap it is, I would rather keep it.

Zhang Yun took the initiative to increase it to [-], and promised to sell it at a good price to return the money, even if it was just a bad check, Zhang Ronghui was very satisfied.

"Okay! Deal!" Zhang Ronghui pointed, "Choose one, I'll wrap it up later, and take you home with a tricycle."

"Whatever, you decide." Zhang Yun didn't care.

"Okay, these are too tattered, I definitely can't count them. This book is too tattered and I can't give it away. I will keep this inkstone and try to make up a story. Pick the good ones for you!"

Zhang Ronghui's cool words made Zhang Yun dumbfounded, whoever I like, just keep you?

(End of this chapter)