Tomb Raiders: Inverted Dou Going to the Tomb, the Eye of the Queen

Hu Bayi came out from the house.

I saw the fat man crying with a clay pot in his arms.

It was so sad to see that.

Those who didn't know thought that the fat man was crying while holding his old father's ashes.

"Old Hu, you finally came out."

"We have lost a lot this time!"

With a mournful face, the fat man handed over the pot in his hand.

Hu Bayi was puzzled, and he didn't know why he took the pot.

The loss was heavy, he knew.

After all, Niu Xinshan was taken a step ahead by the archaeological team.

But you were sad last night, and you're going to be sad again this morning?

And what does he mean by giving a clay pot?

The fat man explained quickly.

Hu Bayi was also surprised at this time.

He didn't expect that the clay pot in his hand was an antique.

And there are more than 1000 years of history, that is, the pottery pots of the Tang Dynasty.

But looking at the damage of these clay pots like this, it is estimated that they are not worth much.

"My God, how much are these green-glazed clay pots worth?"

Hu Bayi knew that these clay pots should be worthless when he saw the fat man's expression.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be this kind of expression, and it wouldn't be crying so sadly.

"By the way, my god, how much is this clay pot worth?"

Fatty is excited when he hears about money.

Just now he heard that the clay pot is still worth some money if it is intact.

Seeing that all the clay pots are incomplete, that's why I'm so sad.

Hu Bayi looked at the fat man in surprise.

I thought the fat man was so sad because he knew the price.

Who knows that the fat man doesn't know the price yet.

"The little heaven said, if this clay pot is intact, we can make a small fortune."

"Now that these pots are broken like this, can you still make a fortune?"

"Ugh!"

The fat man sighed deeply.

"So that's why you're crying ghosts and howling like wolves."

"But have you ever thought about a question?"

"Perhaps the small fortune in the mouth of the little heaven is the big fortune in our hearts?"

"Little Tianye said it's not worth a few dollars, but it's worth a lot to us?"

Hu Bayi knows that the values ​​​​of the two parties are different.

After all, a living condition is superior, and there is never a shortage of money.

Another kind of life is difficult, almost can not afford to eat.

Values ​​are definitely different.

"Hey, Hu, you said that so much that you were in tears."

"It seems so."

The fat man was stunned when he heard these words.

One was rich and the other was poor.

The money mentioned should be different.

Fatty withdrew his frustration, and hope rekindled in his heart.

The two looked at Feng Tian, ​​wanting to see what he had to say.

After all, he is a professional.

He has the absolute right to speak in this regard.

Chapter 23 Weeping with Joy, Thank You Boss

"The price to take back may range from a few thousand to a maximum of [-]."

"The damage is too serious, otherwise the price will be higher."

"After taking it back, there are many complicated processes such as repairing and cleaning."

"The ones that changed hands were almost ten to twenty thousand, and the better ones were estimated to be forty to fifty thousand."

"The earning is still too little, and some are not worth it."

Feng Tian knew that once an antique changed hands, the profit would be ten times or tens of times.

Even hundreds of times the profit is not uncommon.

These broken clay pots don't even make ten times the profit these days.

It can only be said that it is not very cost-effective. After all, the journey is long and it is all hard work.

The road is rough and uneven, and one bad one can easily be broken.

More damage is a loss.

All factors are considered in it is the price.

The villagers in the village are simple and honest, and they are all acquaintances of the two fat men.

Otherwise, if you just give a few hundred yuan, you can collect a lot, so you can earn more.

But this is a bit ignorant of conscience, this is not Feng Tian's style.

So he said a real price.

There is one thing to say, the market price is real.

In this way, there is an explanation to Lao Hu and the two enthusiastic villagers.

Otherwise, when Lao Hu and the two get familiar with the price in the future, they will think that he cheated the folks in the village.

This is not conducive to future cooperation between the two parties.

He would not be greedy for such a small amount of money.

"This... is this the so-called worthless?"

Fatty and Hu Ba looked at each other.

It took the fat man a long time to squeeze out such a sentence.

He thought that what Xiaotian said was not worth a few hundred dollars.

I didn't expect it to be tens of thousands of dollars.

The price to take back ranges from tens of thousands to ten thousand.

It was sold for [-] to [-], [-] to [-], which has been doubled several times.

This price is already very satisfying for him.

But Little Heaven is worthless.

This is because the values ​​of the two sides are different, and this is the pattern.

Standing at different heights, the things you think and see are different.

The fat man looked at the seven or eight jars on the ground and muttered to himself.

"According to the average recovered price of 5000 yuan."

"Excluding all kinds of expenses, one earns an average of 2 yuan, and eight of them here are 16 yuan!"

"Plus other people's houses still have a lot of jars like this, so it's worth hundreds of thousands of dollars this time?"

The fat man was very excited.

He knew that not only the old branch secretary in the village had such jars.

He has lived here for many years and has been to every house.

In the past, he wondered why so many people used this jar to store pickles.

So I am more impressed with these jars.

Now I didn't expect these jars to be so valuable.

"Old Hu, I can't go to Niuxin Mountain this time, but this is also a windfall."

The fat man was so excited that he danced and danced, a little incoherent.

He had never seen so much money.

This time, you can make so much money when you come out.

Hu Bayi looked at the jar in his hand in a daze.

Antiques are really broad and profound.

Didn't expect these jars to be so valuable.

Although this is not worth mentioning to Xiaotian.

But it was pretty good for them.

It's a good idea to bring the little one with you.

If it weren't for Xiao Tianye's rich experience.

Then they're going to miss the pots.

These clay pots are very important to them or to the folks in the village.

The folks can make some money by selling the pots, and their lives are much easier.

They take it away, and they can make some money by reselling it, a win-win situation.

All this is because of the little God.

Otherwise they would have missed the pots.

These clay pots will only be buried in this mountain.

It is not impossible to be broken by a mistake at some point.

After all, in the hearts of the folks, these are just jars for pickles.

"My God, can these prices be raised a little bit?"

"If you follow Fatty's algorithm just now."

"Five thousand back, this price is a bit low."

"After all, the villagers are not outsiders."

"For outsiders, even 100 yuan is fine."

"The extra money can be deducted from me and Fatty."

Hu Bayi still wants to fight for more benefits for the villagers.

"That's right, Fat Master, I have lived here for so long, and I have a deep relationship with them."