Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

Chu Jianghe was walking on the street when he saw the signboard of the cultural relics store and walked inside.

Wang Jianye called him: "Huh? Jianghe, it's not a fun place to visit."

The cultural relics shop sells all cultural relics, but Wang Jianye doesn't understand them anyway. In his opinion, what they sell are just things picked out from second-hand goods.

Too many were smashed in the past few years. Who knew these things could still be sold for money? If he had known earlier, he would have secretly kept a few of them before, but there is no regret medicine you can buy in this world.

The items sold in this cultural relics store are not cheap, some cost hundreds of dollars.

In Wang Jianye's opinion, it is sold specifically to those rich people. After all, who can afford to spend one or two hundred dollars to buy an impractical vase and put it on display at home? This is less than half a year's salary for ordinary people.

Not to mention poor students like myself, I don’t know why my classmates thought of visiting here.

But he just shook his head and followed in with Sun Xiangdong and Feng Yuhui.

As soon as Chu Jianghe walked in, he felt like he had walked into a flea market. The store had a dazzling array of goods and a variety of items that were really dazzling.

I saw shelves on the ground filled with bottles and cans of various colors, as well as miscellaneous cultural relics for sale.

At this time, there were several well-dressed people wandering around the store, and from time to time they picked up a cultural relic that they had taken a look at and examined it carefully.

These people were not young, so when they suddenly saw a few strange young people coming in, they thought they were coming to watch the fun and didn't care.

In fact, those who know antiques these days are all older people, and there are too few young people.

In the past few years, it wasn't just their young people who had swept away all the monsters and wreaked havoc.

Chu Jiang He looked east and west and felt fresh. If this were to happen in later generations, I would wish that everything had to be covered with glass. Most people who wanted to see it could only look at it from a distance.

If you want to take a closer look, you have to prove that you are a rich person. If you are an ordinary person, you can skip this step. If it is smashed and you can't afford to pay, it will be great fun.

At this time, the cultural relics store was still a state institution that implemented enterprise management. Its main responsibility was to serve as a collection station and temporary storage place for collecting cultural relics scattered in society. It also provided cultural relics management services, provided domestic demand, and appropriately organized exports.

Many of them were selected by appraisers from waste materials, and they also played a certain role in protecting cultural relics.

Although a lot has been sold in the past few years, there are so many cultural relics left by the past dynasties, and many museum collections in later generations are still selected from the warehouses of these cultural relic shops.

Chu Jianghe looked left and right, feeling itchy in his heart. If he had money, he would wrap up all these things.

There are very few fakes nowadays. As long as you buy them, you will make money.

If you are patient and hold it in your hands for more than ten to twenty years, the rate of return may be frighteningly high.

But who told him that he had limited funds now, so he could only think carefully about which one to buy.

This one only costs 80 yuan, yes, you can have it, and that one is priced at 200 yuan, which looks pretty good...

After seeing too much, Chu Jianghe was a little dazzled and felt like he didn't know where to start.

Sun Xiangdong, who was standing next to him, came over and said, "Jiang He, do you want to buy it? If not, let's leave first. I think the things here are too expensive."

The three people who came in with him felt a little frightened when they saw the price tag.

Oh my god, any one item costs dozens of dollars, and they can't afford to pay for it, so they are careful in the store for fear of damaging any of them.

Feng Yuhui was tender-skinned and was very sensitive to the strange looks from other people in the store. He urged in a low voice at the moment: "Jiang He, I think we should leave early. I haven't seen anyone looking at us in the wrong way. This occasion is not suitable for us."

Chu Jianghe didn't know what they were thinking, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, we are just here to hang out today. We don't have to spend money to look around, so what are we afraid of? I will tell you about the antiques in the prosperous times and the antiques in the troubled times. Gold, why don't you buy some for it? Maybe it will appreciate in value a hundred times or a thousand times in the future."

Wang Jianye obviously did not agree with Chu Jianghe's opinion: "Any item costs dozens. Our monthly subsidy is only 24 yuan. Who has such spare money? Besides, this is nothing for you. Wait until the appreciation you mentioned A hundred times a thousand times, then we are probably in our late [-]s and [-]s, so what’s the use of having so much money.”

Although Sun Xiangdong and Feng Yuhui did not speak, they obviously agreed with Wang Jianye from the bottom of their hearts.

Chu Jianghe didn't force it. People's ideas are not easy to change, and he could force them to buy it.

They are not like themselves who have traveled through time from later generations. How can they be as sure as themselves about those far-fetched things in the future?

This is the same as stock trading. The stock you buy costs 1 yuan per share. You know for sure that the stock will rise to 100 yuan per share. You just hold it in your hand and wait to sell it.

People like them hold the same stocks as themselves. They may not be able to hold on to them if they rise to 10 yuan. When they see that they have risen so much, they will sell them.

When it really goes up to 100 yuan, I will hate myself for not taking it in the first place. This will only increase my annoyance, but it is not beautiful.

Just when several people were urging Chu Jianghe to leave early, a rural woman wearing a headscarf walked in with a bundle in her arms, a look of sorrow on her face.

Judging from the appearance of the baggage, she was holding a bottle in her arms, which aroused the curiosity of many people in the store.

The cultural relics store is also responsible for purchasing cultural relics. Nowadays, there are many people whose families are having a hard time. People who come to the cultural relics store have a look. If they can sell them for a profit, they will sell them easily.

The rural woman walked to the counter timidly, and was greeted by a 28-year-old young man.

"Comrade, do you accept anything here?"

The young man hurriedly replied: "Take it, if you have anything, you can let me take a look first."

The rural woman put the bundle in her arms on the counter, opened the tightly wrapped bundle, and said while opening the bundle: "It is true that the men in the family need money for medical treatment. Comrade, please see if this bottle is worth 300 yuan." Yuan, if it’s worth it, I’ll sell it.”

After the rural woman opened the package, she revealed a green and white plum vase, which aroused the interest of many people, but they all looked at it from a distance and did not come forward.

After Chu Jianghe saw it, his heart skipped a beat. He felt that the bottle was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

He knew nothing about antiques and learned a lot about them through the Internet.

The young man looked carefully and didn't see any clues, so he had to apologize and said: "I'm sorry, my eyesight is limited. I'll ask the master in the store to take a look at it for you."

Rural women take care of themselves. After a while, the young man invited an old master wearing glasses from the inner room.

The old master took the bottle and looked at it carefully, then said to the rural woman: "This is a plum vase from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. If you want to sell it, we will pay 150 yuan for it."

When the rural woman heard this, the look of sadness on her face became even more intense, and she murmured: "It can only be sold for 150 yuan. I... I'll think about it again."

After saying that, he wrapped the bottle again with the baggage he brought.

The people in the cultural relics store didn't stop them. They were buying and selling freely. As a state-owned unit, they would not buy or sell by force.

Even those around who were interested in hearing the master tell the origin of this bottle were greatly reduced in interest.

These people are very familiar with Master Zhou. As long as he has seen the objects, they are inseparable.

Seeing the rural woman walking out of the cultural relics store, Chu Jianghe chased her out calmly.