Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

There were three crutches in total, plus two wooden carvings. Yuanni looked at them one by one. They were not precious woods or antiques.

Doctor Zheng refused to give up, "That shouldn't be the case. My dad must have left something behind."

Yuanni could understand the other party's mood, "Is there anything else? I'll take a look at it for you."

The two of them walked around the old house and looked at all the tables, chairs and benches that the old man had used before his death. They found that none of them were the same.

Doctor Zheng sighed, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have sold that photo frame."

The photo frame is made of scrap wood and is not easy to preserve, so I might as well sell it while someone likes it.

Dr. Zheng originally thought that if he got the best ones, he would keep them, but he didn't expect that they were gone.

He was in a bad mood. When he went out, he almost tripped and asked, "What is it?"

Yuan Ni looked over and saw that it was a small wooden horse, very delicately carved, about the size of an adult's hand.

Yuanni picked up the wooden horse.

"Here, this is a toy that my father made for me. He told me to put it away when he left. My wife may have thrown it into the warehouse. I'd better take it back. After all, it belongs to the old man. ." Dr. Zheng muttered, his eyes a little red.

"You have to take it back. This wooden horse is also made of agarwood."

"What?"

Dr. Zheng was shocked. Is this a Trojan horse?He has played with it since he was a child.

It turned out that from the beginning, Dr. Zheng gave the best things to his family. The photo frame was used to hold family photos, and the wooden horse was given to his son.

Unfortunately, later on, the old photo frame was rejected by my wife, who almost took it for granted and kept it as a tattered one, while the little wooden horse was also thrown into the warehouse to eat ashes...

The more Dr. Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that he was nothing, and he almost cried in front of Yuan Ni.

At this time, two neighbors came over and greeted Dr. Zheng from afar.

Doctor Zheng quickly put away his tears and forced a smile, "Old Wang, sister-in-law, what are you busy with?"

Lao Wang's wife sighed, "Didn't you find agarwood at your house? My family can't stand it anymore. The rice jar is an old thing and needs to be examined."

Lao Wang was holding a jar in his arms. It was not big and could hold more than ten kilograms of rice.

The jar is an extremely bright purple color, and the most rare thing is that it also has a lid that fits tightly, which is very suitable for storing rice.

Doctor Zheng looked at the jar and said, "This color is quite rare. Are you going to have it appraised? What do people say?"

Lao Wang's wife glared at Lao Wang, "I went there. I went to the cultural relics store specifically. The master also showed it to me. He said it was a replica and put it on the market for up to twenty, but they didn't accept it and let us go to the ghost market ourselves. Go sell it.”

Cultural relics shops are serious about collecting antiques. Since they are imitations, people will naturally not want them.

In this case, giving a price of 20 yuan is all about giving face.

A small jar like this can be purchased at a supply and marketing cooperative for only three yuan at most.

Lao Wang was scolded and remained silent, only laughing awkwardly.

Doctor Zheng quickly smoothed things over, "That's not bad. You can go when you have time."

"It's so early in the morning, who can get up? Don't you like to throw around these old things? Why don't you give it to you? You can take the 20 yuan." Lao Wang's wife said, snatching the jar and going to Dr. Zheng Hualisai.

If it hadn't been for Dr. Zheng, her old Wang wouldn't have messed around. It was all Dr. Zheng's fault.

Dr. Zheng never expected that his neighbor would do this, so he quickly got out of the way and said, "There is no shortage of jars in my house."

Lao Wang's wife didn't let him go, "Here you go."

Yuanni stretched out her hand and took the jar. This thing was famous. Judging from its shape, it was a general jar.

The reason why the general jar got its name is because this kind of jar has a big belly and a helmet-like lid. From the appearance point of view, the jar that Lao Wang held in his arms completely conforms to the characteristics of the general jar.

She just wanted to touch it.

Sure enough, as soon as I picked up the jar, I felt a burning sensation.

"Doctor Zheng, didn't you just say that we need a jar for pickling vegetables at home? Otherwise, this is the big one." Yuan Ni didn't dare to quote easily, but followed the words of Lao Wang's wife.

Private sellers like this are very smart people who can take the initiative to go to cultural relic stores to ask for prices.

If Yuan Ni takes action rashly, it may backfire and arouse the other party's vigilance.

Dr. Zheng was stunned at first, then quickly realized, Yuanni wants this jar?

Yuanni helped him identify two good things. Doctor Zheng knew that she had good eyesight. Could it be that this jar was a good thing?

That shouldn't be the case. If it was really a good thing, how could the cultural relics store miss it?

He thought about it and decided to cooperate because Yuanni had helped him identify agarwood.

"Okay, then I'll keep the pickles, but isn't 20 yuan a bit expensive?"

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Look at how beautiful the color is. It's much prettier than those earthen jars in the store." Lao Wang's wife was afraid that Doctor Zheng would regret it, so she wanted to take the money directly from Doctor Zheng's pocket.

Dr. Zheng shook his head and complained as he took out the money, "I haven't asked my wife about this yet. If she knew that I bought a jar for 20 yuan, she would definitely scold me."

"No, your wife will definitely praise you for your ability to live a good life."

Lao Wang's wife got the money, took Lao Wang and ran away quickly.

After they all left, Dr. Zheng asked Yuanni, "Why, is this jar valuable?"

"Didn't the cultural relics store have it appraised? I just like the color." Yuan Ni calmly took out the money and handed it to Dr. Zheng.

Doctor Zheng scratched his head, looked at Yuanni, then at the general jar, and finally took the money.

As a person, you can't be too greedy, especially when Yuanni helped him a lot.

Seeing Dr. Zheng take the money, Yuan Ni breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how you say it, getting the general jar is a worthwhile trip.

Doctor Zheng also wanted to stay with Yuanni for dinner, but she refused, "I will leave tomorrow morning. I have to clean up in the evening. My relatives will trouble you to take care of it."

"Yes, I still owe you an appraisal fee."

"What's the appraisal fee? It's just a matter of convenience."

The two of them exchanged polite greetings, and Yuanni left, holding the jar in her arms and walking back.

Yuan Ni could clearly see the confusion in Dr. Zheng's eyes just now. This man was like this, and there was no way to have a deep friendship with him.

At this time, it was just time to get off work, and there were cyclists everywhere, bustling and crowded.

Yuanni held the general jar and carefully avoided the traffic.

Her hands were warm and so was her heart. This thing was overlooked by the cultural relics store, so she made a big mistake.

I just don’t know, what’s wrong with the jar that causes the cultural relics store not to recognize this treasure?

Yuan Ni thought about it while walking, and decided to watch it when she got back.

Just as he was about to enter the yard, a child suddenly crawled out and ran into Yuan Ni's arms.

Yuan Ni quickly got out of the way, and the child suddenly fell to the ground and started crying.

"What's wrong with you? You saw the child coming, why didn't you help him? You have such a bad intention..."