Rebirth 1983: Starting from taking back the family property

All the good things that Master Sun collected before were transported to the port city, and the good things that he collected recently were all given to Master Qian to put away, leaving only ordinary antiques in the shop. Of course, in the store, only the genuine goods are behind the counter, and the items on the floor are all from the Republic of China or handicrafts.

Lu Jiaxin looked at nothing she liked, so she took Gu Wenfeng and the others to the antique market. While shopping, I saw a richly colored oil painting at a vendor.

Seeing her interest, the stall owner smiled and said, "Little girl, this painting comes from the West. It only costs two hundred yuan."

Lu Jiaxin smiled and said, "Ten dollars."

The stall owner didn't chase her away, but just said that he couldn't sell it at this price, and asked her to look at the others: "I worked hard to collect these, they are all good goods."

Lu Jiaxin looked around and saw an enamel peony purse-shaped snuff bottle. She picked it up and looked at it, and felt that the coloring of this snuff bottle was very good: "Boss, how much does this cost?"

"This is the snuff bottle used by Emperor Yongzheng. It costs one thousand yuan, no matter the price."

This is a bidding war, and anyone who doesn't know how to do it will be ripped off. However, the antique business is all about buying and selling. No matter how high the price is, as long as you buy it, you can't find a seller even if it is proved to be a fake. Of course, private revenge is another matter.

Lu Jiaxin said, "I really like this snuff bottle. Please give me a real price."

The stall owner said that what he said was the actual price.

Lu Jiaxin said with a smile: "Don't tell me anything about the snuff bottles used by Emperor Yongzheng. If they are really used by the emperor, ten thousand is fine. But can the snuff bottles used by the emperor be sold at your stall?"

"Fifty yuan. If you want it, I'll buy it. If you don't want it, forget it."

The stall owner saw her put down the snuff bottle and said, "Five hundred, I'll sell it to you for five hundred."

Lu Jiaxin stood up and called the bodyguard to leave. The stall owner hesitated and said, "One hundred, I'll sell it to you for one hundred. Little girl, it cost me eighty to collect it. You have to let me make some money!"

Lu Jiaxin really liked this snuff bottle and thought it was very exquisitely made. Even if she knew it was fake, it was still worth a hundred yuan.

After spending most of the day at the antique market, Lu Jiaxin bought a bunch of things. When she returned to the store, Master Qian saw the things she bought and asked Shopkeeper Sun: "Our boss, which of these things are real?"

Lu Jiaxin said with a smile: "I don't know much about antiques, I just bought it because I liked it."

At the beginning, I had a pick-up mentality, but I gave up after being hit twice. If I had this time, I might as well make more money and buy the real thing.

Master Sun looked at the things she bought carefully, and finally picked out the enamel peony purse-shaped snuff bottle. After looking at it for a while, he smiled and said, "Boss, this snuff bottle is real."

Lu Jiaxin was surprised: "The stall owner said it was used by Emperor Yongzheng. Is it true?"

Master Sun also took a magnifying glass to look at it. After reading it, he said: "It has the mark of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but it may not be used by the emperor. It may also be given to the emperor's relatives or powerful officials."

Lu Jiaxin doesn't understand either, but it's quite interesting to pick up the mistakes.

Master Qian felt that Lu Jiaxin was very lucky in wealth. He asked curiously: "If you want to sell this snuff bottle, how much will it cost?"

When he was young, he saw how to make money from antiques, and he also wanted to do this business, and he also wanted to hire an old court official to oversee it. However, the old Chaofeng said that he could not do this line of work and was unwilling to work for him, so he gave up without any other choice.

Master Sun said: "There are about five hundred snuff bottles like this in the mainland, but I don't know about it in Hong Kong City."

Lu Jiaxin didn't know the market for antiques in Hong Kong City. She said, "I like the pattern on this very much and I won't sell it."

Master Qian said with a smile: "The young boss is also very wealthy, otherwise this store would have closed down long ago."

Speaking of this, Lu Jiaxin felt that Shopkeeper Sun was quite rare. Even though all the good stuff was left unsold, he was still able to break even last year. But if you can’t do it today, you will definitely lose money.

Master Qian said: "The boss made such a big fortune today, can you treat me to a braised pig head?"

"Braised pig head?"

Master Qian said that there is a braised vegetable shop in the next street, and the braised meat is so fragrant that people can swallow it with their tongues: "The taste is good, but it is too expensive. Even the pig head meat costs six yuan a pound."

Nowadays, meat costs 23 per piece, and pig heads are even cheaper. The braised pork head costs 6 yuan per pound, and the others are even more expensive. However, no matter which dynasty there is, there is no shortage of rich people, and they don’t have to worry about customers at all if they sell it for such a high price.

Lu Jiaxin generously gave her fifty yuan for extra meals, and then went back. She didn't have any reservations, but Old Man Sun and the child didn't feel comfortable here.

In the next three days, Lu Jiaxin visited the city walls and other places in the ancient capital, taking a lot of photos wherever she went. It's the kind of streets and alleys where she can't stop filming when her temper strikes. In the past, this was all Gu Wenfeng's business. After learning that Zong Jinghua's daughter had specially studied photography, this glorious task was given to him.

On the fourth day, Gu Wenfeng said: "Jiaxin, the superiors have approved you to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses."

Lu Jiaxin was very happy and asked, "When can I go?"

She had seen the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in her previous life, but now that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses are not open to the public, no crowds are allowed in. She thought it was very meaningful, so she mentioned it to Gu Wenfeng, but she didn't expect that she could actually enter.

Gu Wenfeng reminded: "Jiaxin, it's okay if you want to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, but you can't touch them and it won't affect the staff."

Lu Jiaxin asked: "Can I take pictures?"

Gu Wenfeng specifically asked this question and received a negative answer: "It is still in the excavation stage. According to the rules, outsiders are not allowed to take pictures."

"good."

Lu Jiaxin went there the next day, but only Gu Wenfeng followed. Zong Jinghua was impatient to stay at home and guard the house, so he and Qian Xiaoxiao wanted to go to the antique market.

Qian Xiaoxiao said: "Brother Hua, don't even think about picking up leaks. Let me tell you, it's very difficult. The probability is one in ten thousand. Our boss is just a blind cat who met a dead mouse and bought a real snuff bottle. You If I go, my pants will be deceived."

How could Zong Jinghua pick up the leaks? He knew nothing about this: "Last time I saw a stall selling dolls. There were two porcelain dolls that were very cute. I want to buy them for my daughter. She will definitely like them."

"Why didn't you buy it yesterday?"

Zong Jinghua said: "Yesterday I had to keep an eye on my surroundings to protect my boss and not be distracted."

Yesterday was during working hours and no desertion was allowed, so today's rest situation is naturally different.

For the sake of his fatherly love, Qian Xiaoxiao said: "I'll take you to buy it! Otherwise, with your Hong Kong accent, the vendors will treat you like a fat sheep."

Zong Jinghua said with a smile: "I have no money."

You can't kill him even if you want to. He is very poor now and it is too expensive to afford.