Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"Brother Liu, where do you think this product comes from?"

He Yudong did not answer directly, but asked rhetorical questions.

"Don't embarrass me, I'm just an errand boy."

Old Liu clicked his tongue.

"Brother Gangzi, are you being humble? With a character like yours, how can you not be at least the second in command?"

"Brother Liu, don't flatter me either. I can only tell you that the truck transporting the goods is indeed coming from the north."

He Yudong pretended to be mysterious.

Lao Liu hesitated.

"Then...do you have any other goods there?"

He Yudong stretched out a hand and made an "eight" sign.

"With this, you either have to."

Lao Liu's eyes widened in surprise.

"How much can this... be?"

He Yudong looked proud.

"I don't dare to tell you about the big ones. You can get as many small ones as you want. For new models, it all depends on whether you can afford the starting price."

Lao Liu swallowed hard.

In fact, the Chinese people are indeed very martial, and the nationwide ban on guns began in 1996.

In the 1970s and 1980s, all the people were soldiers, and many militiamen were good with guns.

In the 1990s, the two villages merged. Not to mention cold weapons. Speaking of carrying gunpowder, it can launch multiple cannons. There are more than a thousand guns, grenades, and mines, enough to arm a reinforced company. Not only did they implement tactical penetration and fire coverage, they even set up field hospitals.

In this day and age, 63, guns are rare, but not uncommon.

However, even in this situation, it is amazing enough to be able to say "you can get as many as you want" for this thing.

And it’s still new!

In Lao Liu's heart, He Yudong's background was even more mysterious.

He was already sure in his heart that He Yudong's relationship was related to Mao Zi, but how deep the relationship was... Lao Liu was really unsure.

Ever since, Lao Liu's attitude became better in front of He Yudong.

"Brother Gangzi is so awesome."

Lao Liu said with admiration.

"I really can't tell when I will need it. When the time comes, please give me a preferential price."

"Easy to say, easy to say." He Yudong smiled modestly.

After loading and unloading, Lao Liu took the small yellow croaker to check the accounts, cut the gold bars with pliers, and weighed the money with the small croaker. In short, no paper money is used.

"Do you have any gold or jade old things over there? The people above said that although you can't use them directly to settle accounts, you can still accept them if you have them."

He Yudong put away the gold calmly and asked casually.

"Yes, yes, yes." Old Liu was amused, "You need it. I wonder how much it will cost at the same place tomorrow?"

"As long as the quality is good, you can get as much as you want." He Yudong smiled reservedly, "But we have agreed that craftsmanship does not count."

What does this mean? It's the craftsmanship of the craftsmen. It's expensive when you buy it, but it's worthless when you sell it, except for antiques.

This guy started doing fancy things when he got rich.

For example, gold and silver crafts such as silk filigree, filigree, wire winding, and silk engraving are to draw gold and silver into extremely fine wires, and make various kinds of fancy jewelry through stacking, weaving, welding and other methods.

When it is made, it is really light and delicate, lifelike, brilliant and beautiful.

Just this kind of thing, one or two weight gold jewelry, can be sold for five taels of gold. But if you run out of money and have to pawn it - I'm sorry, the craftsmanship is not valuable, it is calculated by weight.

Some literati also gave the jewelry made by this craft a nickname, "Yanjin Jade".

In other words, this is a thing for rich people to play, and only those who are extremely rich and well-off can afford it.

Most middle-class families can only buy a solid carved gold and silver hairpin bracelet. If they run out of money, they can twist off a section and use it as money.

It's a pity that the shabby room is empty, but the bed was full of wats. The former home of bells and dishes, now can only send these gold and jade items to the black market for money - and they still can't sell at a high price.

I wonder if those former aristocratic gentlemen and ladies have any regrets. They should make all these gold and silver jewelry solid.

Upon hearing what He Yudong said, Lao Liu's eyes changed again.

"Hey! Brother Gangzi, you are such an...expert!"

"To tell you the truth, this batch of things came out of the house of Lord Baile in the past. Hey, it's beautiful. It's not as heavy as two or two! It looks so big that it flattens out when you reach out and pinch it. You said it looks good. Can it be used as food?"

"I'll take a look tomorrow and see what price I can offer." He Yudong remained calm and steady.

This craft is not recognized in the market now, but the system does!

A late Qing Dynasty filigree gold hairpin inlaid with red treasures. The red treasure as big as a fingernail had been picked out, and the total was less than two taels of gold.

Sell ​​it for gold and get 800 points.

But when it comes to handicrafts and antiques, the points will go up to 1500 points.

After all, before He Yudong came here, the price of a piece of antique jewelry with this kind of craftsmanship was around 20,000 RMB.

But nowadays, hey, it can only be sold for two taels of gold!

He Yudong comes in and out here, making money!

The next day happened to be the weekend.

For this profit, and to find out the background of these people, He Yudong could only refuse the date with Ran Qiuye, disguise himself again, and sneak into the black market.

If it weren't for earning points, or if it wasn't for investigating this group of people who were suspected of being spies... Wouldn't it be nice to sleep in on a big weekend and have sex with my future wife who is as beautiful as a flower and has a tender body?

It was still the same adobe house, but this time the people in the house were not Lao Liu and Lao Ma, but another middle-aged man, Lao Song.

Although he looks roughly the same as the people on the street, if you look closely, you can still see the traces of pampering on this man's face, body, and hands.

This batch of things is also very particular. It is not like a bunch of miscellaneous things wrapped in a furoshiki. Instead, it is packed in brocade boxes one by one and placed in a black lacquered mother-of-pearl ebony dressing box.

Let’s not look at the jewelry inside. Just look at this dressing box, its luster, and its feel. You can tell it’s a good thing just by looking at it.

"Are the boxes for sale?"

He Yudong said calmly.

"Box twenty."

The old god of Song Dynasty is here.

He Yudong smiled, said nothing, took out a small basket under the cover of a canvas bag, and began to weigh each item one by one.

If you buy one piece, please quote the price of one piece.

Just look at Old Song's face getting darker and darker.

No way, if you sell them as handicrafts or antiques, these things will be sold at a higher price. The key is that these days, there is almost no market for handicrafts and antiques in China, and they can only be sold at gold prices. Isn’t that just a fake?

Fortunately, He Yudong had such a treasure as the system and could resell it for profit. Otherwise, even if he knew that these things would be worth a lot of money in the future, he would have no choice but to let this opportunity slip away.

The same is true for many people who sell their property.

Although gold antiques will appreciate in value in the future, when people are starving to death, the millions in the future will not be worth a steamed bun in front of them.

He Yudong's move is equivalent to buying pork at cabbage price and selling it again for the same price. One person wins twice, which is referred to as a win-win situation.