Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

"Recycling at high prices: tea jars, dust bottles, old porcelain, silver dollars, big coins, old banknotes, tables, chairs, benches, old furniture, ink cartridges, cigarette bags, ancient bronzes. Old items are exchanged for money..."

Ding Mao parked the Qianjiang brand motorcycle with a style around 2000, took out an advertising cloth filled with various ancient coins, old banknotes and some miscellaneous porcelain, spread it under the shade of the tree, and used the speaker The sounds recorded in advance are played in a loop.

Perhaps it was because he went to the countryside to shovel land for the first time after his rebirth, and the long-lost familiarity made him very excited.

The green grass and green plants and the mellow atmosphere of the country make him feel relaxed and happy. In his new life, he will definitely make achievements that he failed to make in his previous life and make up for the regrets of his previous life!

Because he was born in the year of Ding Mao and his surname was Ding, perhaps his father directly named him Ding Mao for convenience.

In his previous life, he worked for several years after graduating from junior college. Although he had outstanding abilities, he did not understand the intrigues in the workplace, so he resigned and returned to his hometown. By chance, he came into contact with the antique shop. With his understanding and exploration, he actually got a job. Without the guidance of a master, he entered the industry and became an antique dealer, shoveling land and setting up stalls.

He did very well at one time and opened an antique shop for several years. However, due to some changes, he became insolvent and had to take a desperate risk. But this time, he was reborn and returned to 2003.

It was midsummer at noon. During the slack time for farming, most villagers disliked the hot weather and would gather under the shade of trees to do household chores.

When Ding Mao laid out the advertising cloth, the loud sound of the trumpet soon attracted several villagers to watch.

"What is this for?"

A thin woman in her 40s asked curiously.

Ding Mao is immature and slightly honest, always with a smile on his face: "I am a collector of old goods. I can collect large amounts of money, silver coins, single bottles of tea jars, old cigarette pouches, old banknotes, statues of great men and other useless old objects." I’ve exchanged money. If Auntie has any at home, you can take them over and take a look. I’ll buy them all at a high price!”

"My family doesn't have these things. My husband's family was poor when I got married, but if I had some wealth, I wouldn't be in a famine now!"

The woman shook her head, looking at Ding Mao's childish face, always a little uneasy.

"How old are you to understand this? You look just like my Huzi. Why don't you go to school and start doing this?"

Ding Mao knew that his age was unconvincing and would make many people suspicious. Even if he had something, he might not be willing to take it out.

So he made up a good-natured lie: "My grandfather is engaged in this, but his legs and feet are not good and he cannot go to the countryside to collect goods. I have learned a lot from studying with my grandfather since I was a child, so I took advantage of the summer vacation to help him collect some goods." Old stuff.”

As he spoke, he opened the zipper of his waist bag, revealing a thick wad of money of various sizes inside.

Ding Mao is a sports student, and all this money was saved from the bonuses he received from previous competitions and the living expenses provided by his parents.

Although he trained hard in his last life, he did not achieve high results in the end, and he did not even engage in sports-related industries after graduation.

At this time, Ding Mao, who was reborn, took a leave of absence from training to recuperate at home because of a leg injury. It was also at this time in his previous life that he first had the idea of ​​​​retiring, but because of his stubborn and unwilling character, and because he did not want to let the villagers I looked down on it and didn’t want to disappoint my parents. In the end, I recovered from my injuries and went back to continue training!

But in this life, he will no longer follow the same path as before. He will spend as much time as possible with his parents and take a completely different path from his previous life.

Sure enough, after seeing the money in Ding Mao's pocket, the villagers were obviously relieved.

"Sister Wenxia, ​​your husband's family used to be rich farmers. There should be some good things at home. Although this child is young, I think he is quite honest. Why don't you go back and look for it?"

The woman named Sister Wenxia has a rich body shape, and her clothes are relatively clean. It seems that her quality of life is relatively good.

Just when Sister Wenxia was still hesitant, a gray-haired old man pointed with a stick at the silver dollar printed on the advertising cloth with the image of Yuan and asked: "Young man, how do you collect such a large amount of silver here?"

Ding Mao was not in a hurry to quote, but asked: "Uncle, if it's convenient, can you bring it over and let me take a look at the real thing before pricing it, or I can follow you to take a look!"

Generally speaking, the transaction rate will be very low if you just make an offer without seeing the items. Only when the seller lets you see the items can it prove that he wants to sell. Otherwise, many people will just ask for the price!As long as he doesn't sell it, others with similar products will generally not sell it either!

Seeing the uncle's hesitation, Ding Mao immediately took out the cigarettes he had prepared in advance from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the uncle, and then took out a few more and distributed them to other villagers who were watching!

"Don't worry, sir. This is your village after all, and these folks are watching! I can't take it away. If the things are fine, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price!"

Ding Mao took out a lighter and helped him light the cigarette and continued patiently: "Besides, those who collect livestock must first check their teeth and fat, and those who collect grain must first check whether it is new or old. The same is true for us." , you have to check the quality and preservation quality first before making a decision, sir, don’t you agree?"

It was obvious that the scattered cigarettes had an effect, and the villagers who were watching also echoed the advice: "What this young man said is reasonable. To marry a wife, you have to meet someone first! Fourth uncle, if you want to sell it, show it to the young man." Look, these people are watching and they can’t let you be fooled!”

Sure enough, the uncle took a long puff of cigarette.

"Young man, please wait a moment. My legs and feet are not very convenient. I will go back to get it now."

Ding Mao happily agreed: "Hey, okay, uncle, please slow down, don't be in a hurry, I'll wait for you here."

The uncle's house is very close, just the third house diagonally opposite the shade of the tree.

Just as Ding Mao and the villagers were talking about home affairs without saying a word, the uncle came over again holding something.

Ding Mao took the handkerchief wrapped in Dayang and slowly opened it. More than ten silver coins, all of which were Yuan Xiang, appeared in front of his eyes.

Silver dollars are machine-made coins, and each one dollar weighs about 26.8 grams. The method of identifying authenticity is mainly based on silver quality, pressure, edge teeth, circulation traces and other aspects.

I saw the uncle brought 13 silver coins, all of which were one-yuan statues. Among them, eight were made in the third year of the Republic of China, two were made in the tenth year, and three were made in the ninth year.

Among them, there are two nine-year-old Yuan statues with fine hair, the upper left rice grain on the Jiahe surface has closed awns, the lower left rice grain awn tip is upturned, and the small Jiahe is missing a small tooth at nine o'clock. It is a more popular silver coin circle after more than ten years. Welcome to the standard fine hair version.

More than a dozen of them all have a strong sense of pressure, obvious traces of circulation, and are old and cracked. They are what the industry calls stupid-open items.

"How about it, young man? Can you have these? How much can you give me?"

Ding Mao quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for the uncle and the two men who were watching.

While lighting up his cigarette, he said, "I can get them all. I can give you 50 yuan for these, and 650 yuan for thirteen!"

In his previous life, Ding Mao only started to enter the antique shop in 2014. He had a rough understanding of the market price of silver coins in 2003. The price of an ordinary Yuan statue around 2000 was about 80 yuan.The annual increase was basically 5-10 yuan. It was not until 2007 that the price rose to 180 yuan and the increase began to increase. In 2008, it rose to 300 yuan. In June 2011, it exceeded the thousand yuan mark. What followed was a continuous plummet. The price in 2016 was only 600 yuan. It was not until 2020 that the silver dollar skyrocketed again.

The uncle's hand holding the cigarette trembled obviously after hearing the quotation, but he still bargained: "I left these from my old life. For thirteen young men, you can pay 700!"

When receiving goods on the front line, the more you increase the price, the harder it will be to collect the goods. Even if the price you give is already high, it will still be considered low. This is a problem that many front-line workers often encounter.

Therefore, most front-line dealers always offer very low prices no matter how good they are. Ding Mao believes that even if the old man’s silver dollars were priced before, they would not exceed 35 yuan each, otherwise the old man’s hands wouldn’t be shaking just now.

"Uncle, you have done a great job. It costs a lot to polish my car. I gave you this price purely because my grandfather is nostalgic and likes to collect old things from the past. We buy them from the same dealers who travel around the streets. This is the price at most!”

The old man is a little hesitant, but still wants to fight for it.

"Just give me an extra 50 yuan, and I will sell you for 700 yuan!"

The man next to him who had previously called the old man the fourth uncle also joined in and said, "Yes, young man, you are asking for some cigarette money for the fourth uncle. How can you not make money by collecting this? If we two get along well, the deal will be done." !”

Ding Mao was already convinced at this time that these more than ten yuan would definitely not be able to escape today!But he still made things difficult.

"Uncle! You don't know how far this motorcycle has to travel in a day, and it's not easy to collect some things. But I really dare to say that the price I paid to you is definitely the highest. There is no point in it." fool."

The man smiled heartily: "No matter how easy it is, it's better than us farmers with our faces facing the loess and our backs to the sky! It's not easy for the fourth uncle to keep things until now at such an old age. Young man, please add a little more!"

"That's right! It's not easy for me to save money now that I'm old. Young man, just give me some money and he will sell it to you!"

Ding Mao seemed to have made a lot of determination: "Okay, uncle and uncle have said so. The first order we received today is just for fun and luck, just 700 yuan!"

With that said, he counted out seven hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to the uncle.

"Uncle, please count and see if the money is OK. I will keep this silver dollar!"

The old man really checked it again, flipped through each one, and even checked it carefully against the light, and then he happily put the wallet in his pocket!

"No problem, no problem!"

Other onlookers, seeing the old man selling silver coins, were sure that Ding Mao was collecting things, and they were also a little eager to give it a try.

Especially the two young women from before were already whispering to each other.

"Lao Wangtou had more than ten pieces of silver. The dealer who came here some time ago only gave me 30 yuan. Lao Wangtou wanted to sell it for 500 yuan, but they didn't give it to him. The highest they offered was 400 yuan. This young man seems to be quite honest. I just saw him. My brows are all drawn together, so I guess I’m no longer making money, why don’t we go back and look for it?”

"Well! The young man just said that he bought it for his grandfather, and those dealers are here to make money, which is different. I think he is quite honest!"