Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

It's the end of the year, and Ding Mao has given everyone a holiday early this year, including his antique shop, which has also closed early, and spends time with his family every day.

However, it was almost the New Year, and today he suddenly received a strange phone call.

Ding Mao: "Hi, hello!"

There was a woman's voice on the other end of the phone: "Hey, hello, are you the owner of an antique shop?"

Ding Mao: "Oh, yes, you are?"

Woman: "I have something to sell, aren't you open now?"

Ding Mao: "It's a holiday at the end of the year, but I can go there at any time. Can I ask what you want to sell?"

Woman: "I have a few pieces of silver that I want to sell. Do you want them?"

Ding Mao: "We collect this. Are you near my store now?"

Woman: "It's right in front of your store. If you want to collect it, can you come over?"

Ding Mao: "Okay, just wait a moment, I'll be there right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Ding Mao took a coat and some cash from the safe to go to the store.

However, the other person's accent didn't sound like a local one, so his expectations weren't too high.

Cui Miao was holding Xiao Keyu while chatting with Cui Yin and Hu Xinyue. When she saw Ding Mao walking out wearing a coat, she asked, "Want to go out?"

Ding Mao nodded: "Someone comes to the store to deliver some goods, I'll go take a look!"

Cui Miao asked again: "Are there many things? Do you need us to follow you?"

Ding Mao said with a smile: "No, I heard that I just order Yin Dayang. You guys can chat, I can go there by myself!"

Hu Xinyue shook her head and said teasingly: "You are already a big boss with a net worth of ten figures, and yet it is almost the Chinese New Year and you are still struggling for a few pieces of silver. You don't look like a rich person at all!"

Ding Mao said helplessly: "Don't you always add up to a little in everything you do? This is how we started our family. We can't forget our roots!"

Hu Xinyue said: "What I mean is that you should also leave some meat for others appropriately!"

Ding Mao said: "Didn't someone take the initiative to find us? Okay, just wait until I go over and take a look!"

Hu Xinyue hesitated for a moment and said: "Let me go with you to see it. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and some people may have some evil thoughts. It's better to be careful. Although this little money is nothing to you, but if it's the Chinese New Year, Eating a fly will affect your mood!"

Ding Mao nodded: "Okay, let's go and see it together!"

When the two came to the store together, there were indeed two middle-aged women waiting at the door.

After a few simple greetings, Ding Mao opened the rolling shutter door and entered the store.

Hu Xinyue took the opportunity to whisper in Ding Mao's ear: "Be careful, it doesn't look like a local one!"

Ding Mao nodded to show that he knew!

"Two eldest sisters, I don't know which one of you has the goods. Take out how many pieces you have and see."

The taller woman said: "It's here with me, take a look!"

As he said this, he took out five silver coins coated in black pulp, among which there was a piece of Beiyanglong, and the rest were all big heads.

When Ding Mao saw it, he saw that the explosion was too uniform, and he felt bad in his heart.

So he turned over and looked at it carefully. Apart from the doubts about the explosion, both the side ruler and the pressure were absolutely in place.

The wire clips inside the ruler here are made in such detail, these people really put their heart into it!

This thing is definitely something that can stand out from his peers. He really admires these fake methods, and they can actually imitate it like this.

I'm afraid that even some appraisal companies may have misjudged this thing. If Ding Mao hadn't seen something similar in his previous life and had so many silver coins in his hands in this life, he might not be able to understand it.

Ding Mao: "Sister, how did you get all this?"

Woman: "It's been passed down from my family. It's useless to keep it. I'm thinking of changing it for some money!"

Sure enough, nine out of ten antiques are passed down from ancestors!

Ding Mao: "That should be more than that, right?"

The woman did not answer directly, but said: "Then it depends on whether you are right or not?"

Ding Mao did not continue to answer, but looked at it carefully again.

Hu Xinyue took the opportunity to chat and said, "Sister, your accent doesn't sound like the local one, does it?"

There was an obvious change in the woman's expression, but she quickly concealed it: "We are from out of town and work in the ceramics factory in your park!"

Hu Xinyue: "Oh, your accent sounds like you are from Fujian Province?"

Woman: "Oh, yes, that ceramics factory was opened by our fellow villagers, so we came with him!"

Hu Xinyue glanced at Ding Mao, and then said: "Sister, since we have more than this, let's take it out and have a look. It's not all passed by, and there is no way to decide whether to accept it or not. Do you think so?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ding Mao's serious look, and thought that there was probably no problem with the transaction, so she took out another dozen yuan.

Ding Mao took a look and saw that it was the same explosion again, and these dozen pieces were still all big heads and northern dragons.

He knew that there was no luck in this thing anymore, it was all high imitation.

So he said: "Sister, thank you for trusting us, but money has been tight before the year, so I thought about it and decided not to accept it!"

These words were said in three different ways, and were basically ironic. As a veteran in this field, the woman could probably understand the meaning of Ding Mao's words.

Without saying much, he put Dayang away and left!

Hu Xinyue shook her head: "Okay, the level of speaking is quite high now, but these two are also veterans. It seems that they have tricked those dealers a lot. You have to be careful when collecting things in the future!"

Ding Mao nodded, locked the door again and left with Hu Xinyue.

He thought the matter would just go away, and he didn't take it too seriously, but in the afternoon he received another call.

Ding Mao: "Hey, Uncle Wang!"

Wang Dashan: "Hey, Xiaomao, I collected some ocean. Do you have time? Come over and take a look at it for me!"

Ding Mao thought something bad, and said quickly: "Is it three yuan for Beiyang, fourteen or five yuan for big head?"

Wang Dashan: "Yes, how do you know me?

Ding Mao: "Are you in the store? I'll go over now!"

Wang Dashan: “Here he is, he’s there!”

Ding Mao hung up the phone without delay, immediately put on his coat and went out again.

Wang Dashan is also an old man in the county's antique circle, and he also owns an antique shop. In fact, this person is not bad, but his mouth is not very good.

When Ding Mao arrived at Wang Dashan's store, he found that Ma Yan was there, so he immediately stepped forward to say hello!

"Brother Yan is here too. Have you seen those oceans that Brother Wang mentioned?"

Ma Yan smiled and said, "I have seen it. From your tone on the phone just now, you have seen it a long time ago?"

Ding Mao nodded: "They should be the same batch. What do you think of Brother Yan?"