technical type

Anyway, things are made to be sold, and it doesn’t seem to be able to reflect their value unless they are exchanged for money. Ahem, it’s useless for them to keep them. According to Wang Da’s words, keeping such things at home is a disaster. Although it is not as valuable as beautiful jade, the reason for the crime of pregnant jade is always the same. I don't know what will happen if it gets in the eyes of others.

In ancient times, it was not a day or two. Even though each ancient world was somewhat different, the similarity of the system determined the authority of the official standard. It is not the patent of the official to ruin other people's families for one or two good things. Think of that incompetent Mr. Jia in the red building, who would risk his life for a fan.

That is a relatively common fan, not this kind of miniature model that has never been seen before. If someone finds out, wouldn't it be a disaster?

This is really hot baby.

If you want to sell, you have to find a way to sell.

"Let's just say it's the masterpiece of a mechanism master who lives in seclusion in the mountains. It's better to be a posthumous work, so the price will be higher."

As for all works of art, it is not easy to increase the price when the producer is still alive. It is rare only when the producer is dead and there is no successor.

Ji Mo's idea is a bit of propaganda. Since it's a one-shot deal, if he can't make enough money and see others making money through similar things in the future, he's afraid he'll get pink eye disease himself.

"What mechanism master is not a mechanism master? Don't mention this word. There is no one in our family who knows how to be a mechanism. It's just a random gadget. No, it can't be our idea, it can only be said to be picked up. Think about it quietly." If the method is sold, no one should know that we sold it..."

Wang Da thought to himself while talking, frowning, he is missing a hand, his features are obvious, if he wants to disguise, how can he cover it up so that no one will find out?

"They said they picked it up, so why pretend?" Ji Mo asked a little confused.

Wang Da touched his head, sighed, and said, "If you say you made such an exquisite thing, they won't let you do it on the spot. If you can't do it, you'll get it for nothing. Just say It was you who stole it. If you did it and put a rope around your neck, you would become someone's servant. You should make things for them for nothing. What can you do to accuse you of a crime? It’s nothing like that. After I get the money for you, I will secretly follow you home. Maybe when you wake up the next day, you will be sold along with that thing. "

Everyone knows that a chicken that lays eggs is worth more than an egg. Nowadays, businessmen are often called profiteers for no other reason. This kind of "abduction and sale" that happens by the way, if they make money, they will do it.

What is it worth for two commoner families who don't have a huge clan to protect them with their numbers, and don't have a wealthy family to rely on?There's not even a complaint, so don't bully anyone you bully.

If there is a real chance to make troubles go to the government, can the government still talk to people who have never paid, what are they trying to do?

Justice and justice, but not so valuable.

Hearing these words, Ji Mo shivered, and looked at Wang Da suspiciously: "It's not possible."

So, it is doomed not to sell at a high price?

His shoulders slumped in frustration, Ji Mo said unwillingly: "Then find a small shop and sell it cheaper."

"We are worried, don't those small shops worry?" Wang Da glanced at Ji Mo, with a bit of hatred in his eyes, why can't such a simple deduction come to mind?Now I think less again.

For those who do business, if there is no backer, those who dare to spread their stalls will be targeted, and it may be a good result if their families are ruined in the end.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, why don't you sell it? No, if you don't sell it, it becomes a hot yam again. You have to sell it, but how should you sell it?"

When it comes to people's sophistication, Ji Mo doesn't think he has much experience. In this regard, he really wants to hear Wang Da's advice.

"Don't worry, wait for me to inquire about the news and find a way."

Wang Da is a man of success. After saying this, he went early and returned late for two or three days. He didn't go to the field. Ji Mo was fine in the morning, and he was afraid that Aunt Lian and Xiaoyun who came to clean up the house would see something , did not move the wood, and would only make something in the afternoon, waiting for Wang Da to come back.

After a while, Wang Da finally got the letter. He specially made a wooden box the size of a small wooden cabinet, filled it with a model, mixed it in the cabinet, and carried it out.

When he came back, he said he had sold the item. What about the price? The two ingots of silver hadn't been cut open. The two ingots of silver were intact, and their clumsy shapes looked cute.

"Only twelve!"

Ji Mo was extremely disappointed. Ten taels of silver might not be a small amount in modern times. A miniature model, such a simple linkage mechanism, would cost a few hundred dollars. These ten taels of silver are equivalent to 7000 yuan, which is also expensive enough. Yes, even in ancient times, one tael of silver could buy two stones of rice, and the purchasing power of ten taels of silver should not be underestimated, but...it is much worse than expected!

"Your eyes are really big, ten liang is too little!" Wang Da was surprised by Ji Mo's reaction, and hit him on the head. Oh, it actually made this kid look down on ten taels of silver.

"No, no, I mean there should be more."

One hundred and 2000 taels may be exaggerated, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a little more than ten taels. After all, it is the only one.

While packing up his things, Wang Da said, "It's only because Mr. Zhang passed his birthday, and the opportunity is good, so we can get it, otherwise..."

Master Zhang is a well-known wealthy family with a radius of hundreds of miles. It is said that his son is still an official and his in-laws are also masters in the court. Many gift givers have prepared in advance.

Whether it's for relationship building or friendship, it is always necessary to give some eye-catching gifts. They have already prepared gifts, but they also have the kind of eagerness to pry open the door through gifts, wanting to Looking for something new and eye-catching.

Wang Da went out to inquire about the relationship for a few days, and selected two families to let the news out. During this period, he hid the miniature model outside, changing places almost every day. He was more cautious than a thief, and he made it for himself. He put on a disguise, sold things mysteriously, and came back only after making sure that there was no tail following him.

Just talking about how tortuous and concealed the process of selling things is, Ji Mo suddenly discovered another reason why it was difficult for the poor in ancient times to get rich. It seems that whether it is allowed or not, it is not that if you say that the highest price gets it, the high price will get it.

The fist is bigger than the truth, and the power can suppress the fairness. It is a skill to exchange things for money safely. It is too difficult to really meet its value. Even if you dig a hundred-year-old ginseng, the other party insists on saying it is a ginseng. Years, to sell or not to sell?If the things are taken out, the money will be revealed, and the disasters in it can be imagined.

"You remember, we are like this, we can't make things public, that's the way to die."

Wang Da's words were very deep.

"Ah."

Ji Mo nodded in agreement, very solemnly, but he was unavoidably depressed. This is no longer a matter of secret casting by Mingzhu. If such a craft cannot be converted into money, how many people can learn it?

Craftsmen also need to have a good meal!

A few days later, Mr. Zhang celebrated his birthday and set up a running water mat. There is a special place outside for poor people like them. Go and hand in a birthday gift, and you can have a bite to eat. It is really a flowing water mat. Some people sit and continue eating without changing the plates, and it's over when the plates run out.

The Zhang family is rich, the whole street is covered with red and colorful, even the tables and stools of the flowing water mat are painted red, the long tables are like dragons, the edges cannot be seen at a glance, the benches are almost connected end to end, some have no seats, and they are crowded when standing Eating there, the neatly stacked mats will be messed up in the blink of an eye, and even if you don't look up, there will be fewer dishes.

Being able to afford such a table shows the wealth of the Zhang family. There are a lot of meat dishes on this table, and this alone will cost a lot of money.

Ji Mo came early with Wang Da, and all the young and strong people in their village came. Women and children are not present on such occasions. A group of people crowded around. If the child is lost, or someone's woman is occupied Cheap, all embarrassing.

It's not easy to make troubles on other people's big days. Eat what you eat. Even if chopsticks fight to grab food, you can't smash the plate. There is no such thing as a broken and safe.

Wang Da led a young and strong man from a village to occupy a table at the end, and if no one else was allowed to come over, they would eat here. Ji Mo had no seat, and was sandwiched between Wang Da's legs, as if he was specially circled. Yes, he quickly brought a plate of vegetables over, and let the villagers pick up the rest.

They showed their vicious looks here, and it was not easy for other people to come and join in the fun. The biggest conflict was brought about by the collision, but they didn't dare to brazenly fight over it, but they finished the meal quietly.

That big elbow is really delicious, Ji Moyan has big eyes and a small belly, and he only gnawed half of it when he caught it, and the rest went into Wang Da's belly. Man, it's like winning a battle.

"Thanks to Boss Wang today, did you see the one in Liuyang Village, haha, his virtues were still last year..."

Mr. Zhang celebrated his birthday every year, but it was the first year for Wang Da to come here. When the villagers who came back to the village talked about the things they did not grab food last year, they all felt proud today.

"I also took a plate of food from their table, and pissed them off!"

The two tables are next to each other. At first, they didn't understand why Wang Da chose to sit at the end table. Later, they realized the advantage. This way, they can only guard against one side. Whoever stretches out his hand will fold it for him. Ahem, it's not folded, it's a disguise. needle board.

A narrow wooden board is punched at one end to allow the needle to pass through, and the needle nose is tied together with a thread, and a layer of board is added to hold the needle. After use, the needle can be removed and used without many needles. Three to five The root is enough, whoever reaches out to stab them, even if they know that they have been stabbed, they can't make a fuss about it. In this case, whoever makes a fuss first will be charged.

This is still Ji Mo's idea, the pin-throwing dance that will never be forgotten, the best hidden weapon, bar none.