Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Not to mention 30W, even if it's 3W, not many people would want it. With that much money, wouldn't people buy gold for better value preservation?

I bought it for 3 yuan and needed the money urgently, so I paid it to the bank, but they wouldn't even take 3000 yuan.

"You are doing both live streaming and selling goods on site! You are making double the money!"

Soon, someone new came over here, saw "Brother Hui" doing a live broadcast, and said to him.

"Of course, isn't this the era now? Sometimes, you can't make as much money from selling things on the street as from live streaming!"

He looked at the person who greeted him and said casually that it seemed that the two did not know each other.

(Online treasure appraisal, or online antique sales, are becoming more and more popular.

People who are familiar with the matter usually don't give gifts. Only those who are not familiar with the matter may give some gifts most of the time.

People who used to give a lot of gifts will no longer do so after they see through some things and become mature.

Unless you have too much money and have nowhere to spend it.)

"That makes sense. Many people do business by selling things, but it's not as good as others giving tips! But I always just watch and never give tips. I'm poor!"

Wu Yuansheng took a look at him. His clothes and personal appearance were good, and he didn't look poor like he said.

(These days, most of the people who give gifts to anchors are actually people who don’t have a very good life. On the contrary, the truly wealthy people rarely give gifts and rarely watch the anchors.

Rich people tend to read and listen to books more.

When giving tips to anchors, hundreds or thousands of dollars are spent in a few seconds or minutes. When you look back after a while, perhaps it has no effect at all.

When you reward a book you like, the fame of the person in the book will be permanent.

In this case, rewarding books is better.)

The two chatted for a few sentences, and Brother Hui started asking for attention, likes, and rewards in the live broadcast room, and then began to show some of his collections one by one.

Wu Yuansheng leaned over to his phone and looked at the number of people. There weren't many, only a dozen or so.

Many of the things he sold were incorrect, mostly modern imitations.

However, most of the people watching in the live broadcast room are ordinary people, and they can't tell whether something is true or false.

Many people who deal in antiques tell lies and make up stories even though they know that the things they buy are fake. You cannot believe what others say.

(For example, the man who sold the incense burner to the "old fool" knew that it was fake, but still said it was from the Han Dynasty.)

Of course, if they are willing to buy, there is nothing we can do about it.

Without continuing to look there, Wu Yuansheng walked towards several consecutive stalls selling genuine goods.

They were some old acquaintances, including Xue Houzi, Wanneng, Xu Dazi, Wang Kunyun, Yang Tantou and others.

Although they are genuine goods, there are not many varieties and the stalls are not big. They mainly sell some metal items.

"Boss, how much is this ring?"

As soon as he walked over there, he heard a man in his 50s holding a silver ring from the universal stall and asking the price.

"This is a seal silver ring, which is quite rare. If you want it, I'll give you 400 yuan."

Wan Neng thought about it and said to him.

"400 is too expensive. I'll give you 200. This ring weighs only six or seven grams at most. If the market was good in the past two years, it might be worth 300. Now all collectibles are dropping in price."

The man in his 50s bargained.

"I definitely know the item has been reduced in price. I can't sell it for 200. If you want it, the lowest price is 260. If it's less than that, I won't sell it to you!"

After he said this, the buyer thought about it and agreed.

Paid the money and took the ring away.

When Wu Yuansheng walked towards their stall, everyone greeted him.

He seldom buys coins and miscellaneous items unless he comes across something quite rare and peculiar.

(I have collected most of the items on these stalls. I don’t expect to make money from this at the moment. Besides, the prices of some items are still falling, and more and more people are selling them.)

"Boss Wu, I have a Taoist sign here. Do you want it?"

After greeting Yang Tantou, he said to him after a while.

"Let me see!"

The sign that Yang Cheng mentioned was not displayed on the stall.

He took it out from a bag around his waist.

Wu Yuansheng took it and looked at it. It was made of gilded copper and shaped a bit like a trapezoid. The top was about 3 cm long, the bottom was about 3.5 cm long, and the height was about 5 cm. It was very thick.

There is a small round hole near the middle of the top for threading the rope.

There are two sides of the sign, one with words engraved on it and the other with symbols.

On the side with text, there are four characters "Zhe Yao Qu Xie Xie" written on it. On the side with symbols, there are lines, which look a bit like a human-shaped flying fairy.

In addition, the text and symbols all have traces of cinnabar.

The brand is obviously old.

Yang Cheng is living a relatively happy life now. His wife gave birth to a son for him, and with the daughter he brought over before, he now has both a son and a daughter.

"Boss Yang, how much is this brand?"

After taking a few glances at it, he personally felt that he liked it very much and planned to buy it if the price was right.

"Just give it to me as you see fit!"

Without naming a price, he said with a smile.

"You better say it, the thing is yours!"

"Then give me 2000 yuan. There are not many gilded Taoist plaques like this. The price I mentioned is not high."

Yang Tantou thought for a while and then said.

"Boss Wu, let me see his brand!"

Wang Kunyun, who was setting up a stall next to him, heard the two people talking and said to him.

Having said that, he handed it to him.

"Okay, let's do as you say. I'll take the 2000 yuan."

I feel that at this price, buying a unique item will definitely preserve its value better than buying those coins with more varieties.

If you want to collect, you should collect rare and unique varieties that others don’t have.

After finding his WeChat account, Wu Yuansheng transferred 2000 yuan to him.

"Boss Wu, it's worth spending 2000 yuan on an old item like this!"

Wang Kunyun said as he looked at the sign and returned it to him.

"I know, but I am a collector now. I buy a lot of things and never sell them. Whether I make a profit or a loss is not important."

Taking the sign, he looked at it again, then put it away.

After chatting for a while and not finding anything special, he left and went to other people's stalls.

During this period, he met Wang Liang, Zhou Anming, Manzi, Li Laoer and others.

They would also come over when they had time on weekends, and we all said hello to each other when we met.

Along the way, there were many stalls selling fake goods. Some retired elderly people, who had money in their hands, were studying the imitations.

Nowadays, the elderly, who are not exposed to antiques, are easier to fool than the young. The elderly have pensions, while the young have little money, and they don’t like these things either.

Although they are all elderly people, some of them are still quite savvy. If the price is over 200, they will study it for a long time but will not buy it at all.

There are many cases where the asking price was 2000 but they were sold at 150.

People who sell fake goods on the street know the wholesale cost price, which is usually just a few dozen yuan, and they sell it for 150 yuan. There is also profit involved, it’s a matter of how much profit they can make.

However, Wu Yuansheng would definitely not buy those fake products that were injected with glue and contained formaldehyde. Even if they were given to him for free, he would not want them. Wearing such things is bad for the body, so it is better not to wear them.

As he was watching, he heard an argument coming from the box stall near the iron counter.

Those who were nearby went to watch the fun, and Wu Yuansheng was no exception. He also walked over there.

"You knocked my vase to the ground and broke it, and you said you would only pay 20 yuan. Do you have the nerve to say that?"

Standing about 5 meters away from the stall where the quarrel was taking place, he heard the stall owner, a man in his forties named Yu, speaking to an elderly man in his 60s.

He glanced at the ground and saw that there was indeed a small vase broken into several pieces near the counter.

"Then how much compensation do you want? I didn't do it on purpose!"

The old man asked him.

“It’s not intentional, it’s a fact that things are broken!

There is no such thing as cheating people these days. I bought this vase for 150 yuan.

Either you pay me 150 yuan, or you go to another stall and buy me a similar one!"

Boss Yu said to the elderly man.

What he said is the actual situation. Nowadays, there is no longer the so-called "smashing porcelain" as it was a dozen or twenty years ago.

The so-called era of blackmail is over. At most, you can call the police, take it for identification, and file a lawsuit.

This bottle of his is definitely not old, but given the current situation, if you really spend money to buy a similar bottle, the lowest price would probably be this.

The key is that there may not be exactly the same ones on the market.

After saying this, some people nearby began to persuade the old man, saying that Boss Yu did not extort him, and if he really wanted to extort him, he would have made him pay five or six hundred or even more.

After a while, the old man seemed to have figured it out and thought everyone was right, so he took out 150 yuan and handed it to Boss Yu.

"I've already spent the money for this bottle, so I consider it as buying it. The broken pieces on the ground are mine. Please use a convenient bag to pack them up for me! Also, sell me the unbroken one!"

After paying the money, the old man said to Boss Yu.

The vases come as a pair.

"What do you want that for?"

someone asked.

"I took it back to show my wife, and said I bought a vase to put some flowers in, and I accidentally broke one on the way!"

With this said, everyone understands.

After all, he has spent money, and when he gets home, his wife might really "check the accounts."

After hearing what he said, Boss Yu didn't say anything. He took a bag, found two pieces of newspaper, picked up the fragments on the ground, wrapped them in newspapers, put them in a convenient bag and handed it to him.

"For this bottle, you should give me 110 yuan. Two together will cost 260 yuan, which is a discount from me."

Perhaps because he felt that 250 didn’t sound good, the stall owner, Mr. Yu, just mentioned a price of 110 yuan.

"Okay! I'll give you another 110."

The elderly man in his 60s did not waste any time and directly took out the money and handed it to him.

Judging from the way he is dressed, he doesn't look like a poor man, so he must have a lot of pension.

He said before that he would only pay 20 yuan. It might be because he thought it was not intentional and wanted to bear less responsibility. He was also afraid that others would deliberately blackmail him, so he lowered the price first, which was also a strategy.

After all the bottles were handed to him, the old man took his things and left, going to other stalls.

Taking this broken bottle home might be of some benefit. At least when he looks at it in the future, it can remind him to be careful when he goes to street stalls next time and not to break other people's things.

After the elderly people left, the people who were watching the fun nearby also dispersed and everyone went to other stalls.