Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

Even calculated at this price, the final transaction amount is not small, especially in this era, one can be considered a small fortune!

Ding Mao knew from Wu Silin's attitude that he had a problem with the cargo owner.

Therefore, Ding Mao held down the price and collected it!

On the way back, Wu Silin seemed to see the doubts in Ding Mao's heart, so he also explained what happened!

Not only did he learn that his father was suddenly ill, he was still gambling, which delayed the best time for rescue.

I also learned that his wife chose to divorce because of his gambling and couldn't stand his violence!

If it weren't for the fact that they had known each other since they were children, Wu Silin would no longer care about this matter, so how could he speak for him again.

And Ding Mao also hates this kind of people. After learning these things, he no longer feels any pressure in his heart. He only regrets that he did not lower the price any more!

Because they were delayed for a long time just looking at the goods, they rested all afternoon and did not continue to receive the goods!

It wasn't until the next day that they had enough energy to embark on the journey again!

Because they had already raided some villages the last time we came here, so this time the route must have changed!

"Recycling at high prices: big coins, oceans of silver, old banknotes, old bottles, old jars, old tobacco pouches, old furniture, medals of merit and other old items!"

After re-recording, the trumpet sounded again.

And Ding Mao has decided to give Meng Qingchan and Ding Changhui more opportunities to practice their ability to receive and inspect goods. He is only responsible for checking and negotiating some difficult things!

Ding Changhui was still a little reluctant to let go at first, but after being forced, he gradually found the feeling and slowly started to take the initiative to communicate with the villagers!

"Man, if you take the things over and have a look, I'll definitely give you a high price. If you don't think it's suitable, won't it be over if you don't sell it?"

With that said, Ding Changhui handed the man a cigarette!

"Man, we don't look like bandits to you, do we? These people are watching, and we won't steal your things, so what are you afraid of!"

The man was finally persuaded by Ding Changhui. He agreed and went back to get the things!

However, Ding Changhui's current eyesight is definitely not enough, and Meng Qingchan or Ding Mao still needs to see things.

The price is actually relatively easy to talk about. Give it cheaply and charge it cheaply. Even if you don’t understand it, you won’t suffer much loss.

Another reason why Ding Mao asked him to come forward is that generally novices have better luck!

What the man brought was a blue and white unicorn banana jar, about 26cm high, with a good shape and hair color.

Ding Mao couldn't help but sigh in his heart after seeing it. They say novices are lucky, but you really don't lie to me!

The thing looks old at first glance, judging from its style, it should be from the Shunzhi period!

In his last life, Ding Mao struggled to collect a piece of porcelain from the third generation. He didn't know how often he came across one, but it was still damaged.

Moreover, it is almost impossible to touch the first line, most of them are seen in the hands of colleagues!

But Ding Changhui met him right away, and he was still in full quality!

Ding Changhui couldn't understand this now, but he still looked at it pretendingly for a while before handing it to Ding Mao.

"Uncle, look again and see if there are no cracks or anything like that!"

He had deceived other people's things, but he couldn't let people see that he didn't understand!

Ding Mao took it with a smile and observed it carefully for a long time. He found that the thing opened the door at a glance and was flawless.

So he said: "No problem, it's a complete product!"

They had made a secret message before, and Ding Changhui naturally understood it!

"Man, I'll give you 100 yuan for this!"

Ding Changhui no longer has stage fright. He has followed Ding Mao to the countryside several times, and he also knows how much this kind of Ding Mao would probably charge!

"Didn't you just say that the price is high! This 100 yuan is not a high price!"

The man frowned, but he didn't ask for the jar in Ding Changhui's hand. Looking at it this way, he could still talk, and he could win it without adding too much!

Ding Mao did not participate, but let him do his best. If he couldn't win it anymore, he would take action again.

"Man, this price is not high! You can buy as many new plates and jars as you want with 100 yuan!"

Ding Changhui is obviously being sophistical. You are a buyer of old goods. Can you compare the prices of new goods?

But the man didn't react. He hesitated and said, "That's a bit cheap. You just said it, so you have to give me a little extra!"

Ding Changhui looked embarrassed and said: "Man, it's not that I won't give you more. Think about how much such a clay-fired thing would have been worth before. Let's do this. Now that you have spoken, I will give you two more boxes." Cigarettes! Don’t spend more money!”

Ding Mao originally thought that the man would not agree happily. Since he could add cigarettes, it would be no problem to add some cash. The man would definitely have to fight for it again.

But what he didn't expect was that the man actually agreed.

"Okay, I've already taken everything out, why are I taking it back? I'm selling it to you!"

Ding Mao was almost stunned on the spot, but he quickly reacted and quickly took out two boxes of cigarettes from the car and handed them over.

After the sale was successfully completed, nothing more than this jar was collected in this village.

Ding Mao drove the next journey, and he also explained some knowledge about porcelain to the two of them, as well as how to identify it!

Just when they passed through a poplar forest and passed a small river in a depression, someone pulled up a rope on the other side of the river.

Ding Mao rolled up the window with some confusion and asked the man guarding the rope!

"Master, what's going on? Can't we go ahead?"

When the man saw that Ding Mao's car had an out-of-town license plate, he didn't look friendly.

"It's okay. Is there a fee to pass here?"

Ding Mao was a little stunned. Now there are still people like me who opened this road and planted this tree.

"I said, Master, this is not the road into and out of the city, why is there a toll?"

The man was obviously a little impatient: "What are you saying? We built this bridge. If you want to cross, you have to toll!"

It turned out to be like this, but can this be considered a bridge?

In addition, if they do this, how can the village develop without cars from other places?

Ding Mao also encountered blocking the entrance to the village in his previous life, but they didn't charge any fees!But it still has an impact on the village economy!

If the trucks collecting grain and agricultural and sideline products cannot get in, it will be difficult for ordinary people to sell their goods.

Ding Mao quickly got out of the car, handed the other party a cigarette, and then tried to persuade him more sincerely.

"Master, ours is not a formal toll station. It is illegal to do this. Besides, it is not good for the economic development of this village! How about we let go of the rope!"

But men have already enjoyed the benefits of toll collection, so how could they give up!

"It's useless to say that. We paved the roads and repaired the bridges, so we have to toll. If you feel it's illegal, you can call the police, but we will definitely not let you go without paying!"

Come on, don’t take hard or hard advice. Ding Mao can’t call the police without a driver’s license. Although he feels uncomfortable because of being choked, he doesn’t want to open his mouth like a lion. It’s better to do less than to do more. Just pay and go!

"Then Master, how do we charge for this?"

"It's five yuan for a small car, but ten yuan for a car like yours!"

It was ten yuan, and Ding Mao didn't bother to worry about it, so he paid the money and was finally let out!