Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Every weekend is the day when Tai'an Antique City opens for business.

After breakfast, he drove his van over there.

Today is December 12th, the day before Christmas. Compared with yesterday, the weather today is gloomy and windy. It looks like it's going to snow.

Christmas today is not as lively as it was a few years ago or even a dozen years ago.

When passing by the doors of many shops, I saw that they were too lazy to even put up printed pictures of Santa Claus, let alone Christmas trees.

The once prosperous scene will never reappear, just like the business of some physical stores will never return to what it was before.

When he arrived, Wu Yuansheng found a spot on the roadside, parked his car, and walked towards the antique city.

There is a stall at the gate that sells old wine and coins for a long time.

This stall was covered with a plastic sheet with the words "Recycling old wine, silver dollars, ancient coins, coins from the Republic of China, first and second edition RMB, commemorative coins..." printed on it.

There are also several old wine bottles on the plastic sheet, including bottles of famous liquors such as Moutai, Wuliangye, Langjiu, and Xifeng Liquor.

There are also sample silver dollars, various old banknotes, some copper coins, copper dollars, and commemorative coins.

There were a lot of people gathered there at this time. There was a woman in her fifties who took some treasury bonds and commemorative coins and asked the stall owner to look at them.

The face values ​​of her treasury bonds are 85 yuan in 5 and 90 yuan in 10.

The price of this kind of treasury bond ranges from 5 yuan, 10 yuan to several dozen yuan, depending on its quality.

Commemorative coins are coins, ordinary commemorative coins.

There is a 90 yuan commemorative coin of "Women's Archery and Men's Sword Dance" of the 1th Asian Games in .

There are also Great Wall coins, commemorative coins for the 70th anniversary of the founding of XX, commemorative coins for the 100th anniversary of the birth of XX, etc.

Ordinary commemorative coins are not of great value.

"How much do you charge for treasury bonds?"

The woman in her 50s asked the stall owner.

“These notes are not in good condition and have small denominations. I can only accept 5 yuan for a 8 yuan note and 10 yuan for a 15 yuan note.

This is the market price at the moment. If I buy it at this price, I can only make a profit of about two or three dollars per piece.

In addition, we have to keep the goods in stock and don’t know when we can sell them.”

The stall owner thought about it and said to her.

The current situation is similar to what he said.

"Can't you add a little more?"

The woman didn't know the price and must have wanted to sell it for more money, so she said to him.

"You can't increase the price. There are so many people watching. If anyone wants to increase the price, I won't stop them. You can sell it to them."

After hearing what he said, the woman started asking the people who were watching the fun nearby.

“I’ll buy a few to play with!”

After she asked, a man who looked to be around 35 years old showed interest.

The two negotiated the price, 5 yuan for a 10 yuan denomination and 10 yuan for a 20 yuan denomination.

The man bought a few of each.

No one wanted the remaining ones, so the women sold them to street vendors.

Next they discussed the price of the commemorative coins.

Similarly, some people standing nearby watching the fun found it curious and bought a few commemorative coins to take home for collection. The rest that no one wanted were bought by the stall owners.

Wu Yuansheng didn't like this kind of things. After taking a look at them, he left and walked towards the gate.

After entering the door, there are two stalls selling used books on the right.

On the left was a grocery stand selling mostly imitations, with items displayed along a glass wall.

You can see some bottles, jars, bowls and other porcelain items on the shelves behind the glass wall.

At the grocery stall selling used books, there were several people either standing or squatting, picking out used books from the stall.

He walked over to the two stalls selling used books and started looking.

The old books on display at the stalls are varied and of many kinds, including:

Anthologies of great men, medical books (family recipes, nourishing the liver and kidneys, how to maintain health), local chronicles, practical cooking, magazines, antique collections, nude photography, paintings, celebrity biographies, novels, comic strips, feng shui, Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams, reference books...

While watching, Wu Yuansheng picked up a copy of "World Famous Swords" magazine and started flipping through it.

The ones introduced here include "King of the Jungle", "US Cavalry Knife", "Type 47 Bayonet", "AK- Military Bayonet", "Triangular Bayonet", "Steel Eagle Battle Knife", "Cold Steel Big Dog Leg", etc.

The text and pictures are well illustrated and the introduction is quite detailed.

"Boss Li, you want to buy these books, has your wife agreed? Don't let her criticize you when you get home later!"

As he was watching, he heard a second-hand book seller near the antique city say.

The boss's surname is Sun, and Wu Yuansheng knows him. He basically knows all the vendors in the antique city, except those from other places who sell fake handicrafts.

He also knew Boss Li, who also set up a stall in the antique city. He was in his sixties and was strictly controlled by his wife.

In his wife's words:

"If a woman is not ruthless, she cannot control a man."

While his wife was guarding the stall, he would also go to other stalls and buy some things.

"I'll just give you the money, it's up to you whether she agrees or not."

Now that his wife isn't here, he seems to be tougher.

Wu Yuansheng looked at the old books he had chosen, which were some comic books.

“How do you sell these?”

Boss Li pointed at the picture books and asked Boss Sun.

"Do you want to shoot all at once or select them individually?"

"What's the price for choosing it individually, and what's the price for shooting it all at once?"

"Choose individually, starting at 5 yuan per book, all in one shot, there are 104 of these, all for 500 yuan."

The two men were discussing that none of Boss Sun's comic strips were definitely particularly good and it was possible that they had been picked up by others before.

In recent years, the prices of all types of collectibles in the antique industry are lower than a few years ago, and the same is true for comic books, including other paper collections.

"500 is still a bit expensive. I'll give you 450. Shoot them all. You sell them to me."

Boss Li pointed at the comic books and bargained again.

"I can sell it to you! But after you buy it, don't come back to me to return it. Things sold are like spilled water. If you really want to buy it, think about it carefully!"

Boss Sun thought about it and agreed to his counteroffer.

"I definitely won't ask you to return it if I buy it!"

After saying that, Boss Li took out his wallet, counted out 450 yuan and handed it over.

The two of them completed the transaction.

After browsing for a while, he asked the owner of the stall, a man in his forties named Xu, the price, and he said 5 yuan.

Not interested in other old books, he asked him to buy a 92 calendar. Wu Yuansheng took out his mobile phone, scanned his payment code and paid him.

After looking at the two stalls for a while and not finding any other used books he wanted, he continued walking inside.

Next is a corner. This stall is relatively large, selling second-hand goods from the demolition area and jade products wholesaled from the Stone Buddha Temple - jade pendants, beads, hand-held pieces, etc.

(This place is actually rented as a metal counter box stall.)

After looking here for a while, he found a large oil painting of a little girl on the wall that was very beautiful.

The painting is on canvas, framed, about 80 centimeters long and about meters high.

The little girl in the picture is wearing a 1960s style military uniform, with two ponytails, a military cap, and a smile on her face. She looks particularly cute.

The owner of this stall is surnamed Zheng and is about sixty years old.

Wu Yuansheng felt that the oil painting was very good, so he asked about the price.

Boss Zheng asked for 220, so he returned 20, paid the bill, and said he would come and get it when he left later. He then walked to a small stall opposite that had only a glass counter.

This is a stall specializing in buying and selling ancient coins and silver dollars.

There were words written in thick red pen on a piece of paper attached to the glass counter:

"If any of the coins you buy from this counter are counterfeit, I will compensate you tenfold!"

The boss is about 40 years old, his surname is Zhao, he wears glasses, is very honest, and only deals in coins.

There were three people gathered in front of the counter, and one of them was selling the copper coins he had brought.

Among the copper coins he brought were two "Yongzheng Tong Bao" coins and one "Daguan Tong Bao" worth ten yuan.

There is no problem with the coins, all are correct.

Compared with the previous two years, the price of copper coins has dropped slightly.

"These comic books were not purchased with my consent, so they don't count. Give me your money back!"

While listening to them discussing information about ancient coins, the voice of Boss Li's wife was heard not far away.

I didn't see Boss Li coming over. He had said before:

"I definitely won't ask you to return it if I buy it!"

He didn't look for her, but now his wife is here.

It seems that after his wife read the comic book, she did not approve of it.

"There's no reason to return something that has been sold. I told him very clearly at the time that it's impossible to return it after the purchase. Besides, he took my comic book away for quite a while. Who knows if he has exchanged it for another one?"

Boss Sun looked as if a return was impossible.

"He's old and his brain isn't working well, don't you know? Everyone in the antique city knows that I don't agree. He can't buy anything. The good comic books you have have been picked up by others. They're only two or three yuan a copy. If you don't return them, I'll take your things."

Boss Li’s wife is not an easy person to deal with. After saying that, she really picked up the book from Boss Sun’s stall.

Meeting such a woman, an old woman at that, he had no choice. It was impossible for him to take action against her. In the end, he could only let her choose some more old books.

"Boss Sun, it seems that Boss Li's business will not be able to be done in the future!"

After Boss Li's wife took her things and left, someone nearby who had seen the excitement and knew the situation said with a smile.

"Who said it wasn't true? Next time he comes to buy something, just don't sell it to him. What a loser who has lived under a woman's crotch his whole life!"

Boss Sun said angrily.

"It's not that being a coward is a bad thing. Otherwise, how can you return the goods? No matter what, people bought the goods and returned them to you. This is a fact."

Someone else said it, which seemed to be a bit sarcastic.

"From what you said, does being a coward make sense?"

Someone else said.

"A real man can bend and stretch. Whether he is a coward or not depends on the situation!"

"What about you? Are you like this at home too?"

"I definitely wouldn't do that at home."

"Let's not talk about this topic anymore. It's annoying! Anyway, next time he comes, I won't sell him anything."