Return To 1977 Chapter 664: Pick up big leaks

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May 3, the day after May Day, was the day Hong Yanwen and Xu Chongya left for their honeymoon, which happened to be a Sunday.

So before Yuntai's family prepared to leave Beijing and return to Longkou Village, Hong Yanwu was fortunate enough to follow his uncle to see it in person. I experienced what it was like under this special trading environment.

The "dawn market" at four o'clock in the morning is a scene that people with normal work and rest habits can never imagine.

There were no lights around, just swaying flashlight beams everywhere. Under the messy light, people's faces are blurred, but the classification of the crowd is clear.

The vendors neither shout nor hawk. The coarse cloth spread on the ground is their own stall. There is no interference and little communication between each family.

Buyers also don’t ask around and ask “where things come from” because they all know that it is of no practical significance.

Almost everyone abides by a common rule. They generally do not speak easily. They first hold up a flashlight to look at things and never speak if they are not satisfied. And once you open your mouth, it will be a game and confrontation that is hard to say whether you will win or lose.

On this day, of course, Yuntai still used the old method of buying with "beat the hammer".

Probably he comes more often. Sellers already know his special temperament. As soon as he opens his mouth and the price is right, they almost all sell to him on the spot.

But for the same reason, there were not many things that caught his eye in the "Xiao City" that he had scanned several times.

After shopping for a long time, I just bought a Ruyi, which is just an inkstone.

To be honest, Hong Yanwu definitely has no complaints about this.

One is that he knows that the things that his uncle likes are all things that ordinary people can use as family heirlooms. In addition, he also felt that being able to see this scene today was an eye-opener, and it was not in vain.

But Yuntai himself is inevitably a little resentful. He thinks that there will be little gain today. I brought my nephew out so early and hadn't bought anything yet, so I was a little worried about the loss.

At this moment, it seems that they should be lucky.

A stall he had never seen before attracted Yuntai's attention, so that he glanced at it hurriedly, perked up, and unexpectedly changed his trading strategy, walked over and squatted down completely.

Then with a flashlight in one hand, he carefully looked through the items on the stall one by one just like everyone else.

Hong Yanwu immediately knew something was wrong and stood aside waiting obediently without saying a word.

The seller is a middle-aged man holding a cigarette. He is very talkative and tries his best to attract sellers as soon as he sees them.

"Old man, you must be an expert at first glance. Look, this is the official kiln fighting color from the Qianlong period. Isn't it good?"

To say that this show of "business knowledge" is really out of place, not only reveals the boy's frivolous temperament, but also reveals that he does not understand the rules of "Xiaoshi" that well. He is undoubtedly a newbie here.

Yuntai laughed at that time. "Return to the official kiln? Let's go to the ghost kiln."

The seller didn’t know what Yuntai was really laughing at, and immediately became angry. "Old man, do you understand? You don't know the goods..."

Unexpectedly, Yuntai said, "I don't know the goods? I can tell at a glance that you just arrived today. Right?"

Sellers feel like they are being held by the tail. "You...you..."

Yuntai said calmly, "I've been here almost every day for the past ten days or so. I haven't bought anything from you, and I've never met you."

The seller's eyes lit up. Not only was he relieved, but he also looked like he had seen money.

"Oh, you come here every day? Then you are really an elegant person."

Unexpectedly, the flattery was not right, Yuntai shook his head.

"Hey, what is Fengya? To tell you the truth, just like you, I also want to make a living from this. But you come here to sell, I come here to buy first, and then go to other places to sell. You are mobile, I am planning a place. Do you understand? If I am not in a hurry to open the business, I can’t stay here for a few days. Why do I have to get up so early every day at my age?”

Of course these words are false, but now not only the seller, but also Hong Yanwu became energetic. For no other reason than that my uncle could lie for the first time, which further proves that there is something wonderful in it.

"Oh, I understand. You want to take care of my business. Then you can buy two items from me."

The words about selling goods made Yuntai laugh again. The old man looked at the thirty or so items on the stall and teased them deliberately with a bit of embarrassment.

"I want to spend the money. But... you... look at it, you don't have anything good here?"

"What are you talking about?" The seller took the initiative to sell the goods, "You always look over here, how about this blue and white plum vase, Chenghua official kiln. Can you afford it?"

But this provocation method was useless, and Yuntai responded with complete contempt.

"Pull it down, you can't deceive me. You are still a human being? You just opened your mouth. Look at the birds on the dead branches rolling their eyes at people. How can the official kiln paint like this? And it's so sparse. The painting method is obviously from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. If you make up the story, the risk of bluffing is greater. I might as well tell you that the family you are buying and selling things used to be a wealthy family. , but it was so far apart that it had been lost long ago. The really good things were either copied by others in the movement, or they were all sold off long ago, and the rest are not serious things anymore... ”

To be honest, Hong Yanwu couldn't tell the truth from what Yuntai said.

However, the seller looked surprised. Soon, what came out of his mouth proved to be just as Yuntai expected.

"Ouch. What can you do if you can figure it out? You really have to tell me. These things really came from an official's family, but their family has indeed failed now. Even the house in Shichahai has been abandoned. Taken, these are the last things under the bed board. I thought they were some good things. It seems that you are wise and knowledgeable. Then... you can't see any of the things I have here. Eye-catching? ”

The last sentence sounds like the seller is somewhat guilty and disappointed.

Fortunately, Yuntai clicked his tongue and didn't finish his words.

"You guys are like this. Some of them look pretty good, at least they are more confusing than the ones from the nearby stores. Just like this colorful bowl, except for the wrong base, there really isn't much wrong with it. . But the problem is, I took it and sold it in the shop, not in the dark like here. No matter how I say it, a discerning person will know that it is a fake from a private kiln. Unlike you, I can't make money. If you make money quickly and quickly, you just have to wait and see if things are not good enough to be sold to others..."

When the seller heard that there was still a way, he quickly persuaded him.

"Old man, there is really no need for you to worry about this. How many people are as knowledgeable as you these days? They are all half-full masters. I am not afraid of your laughter. Before I came here, I was elsewhere. They are also sold in broad daylight. The goods are much worse than what I have now, but they can still be sold. Even if there are really sensible people, they are just like you. Others..."

This salesman is also quite interesting. He thinks he understands quite well, but he is the most confused.

Hong Yanwu was already feeling happy when he saw this. Knowing that this boy has been put into a sack by his uncle, it's almost time to shut up.

Sure enough, Yuntai spoke. "Oh, what you said makes sense. Okay, I'll just take away all your...all these gadgets..."

Even if he was prepared, Hong Yanwu was somewhat unexpected.

The salesman was even more dumbfounded, thinking he had heard wrongly. "Do you want to pull this...all this pile?"

The reasons given by Yuntai sound quite sufficient.

"Then what can I do? I'm about to open my business, so I have to get some rags to show off my appearance. Besides, I'm already old, and I'm really tired from running around for the past few days. I really can't stand it anymore. But you have to give me a real price, otherwise we won’t have to negotiate..."

The seller sounded reasonable, and I felt happy. But he is really a "two-handed sword" and can't even hold hands. He lowered his voice and opened his mouth to say eight hundred.

Where is Yuntai doing? Get up and leave. "Then you can keep it to yourself."

Hurry up and stop the seller. "Old man, you can pay the money back on the spot."

Hurrying up is not a business, so Yuntai seemed to not care even more.

"These things of yours are generally acceptable. To be honest, I plan to get them back for display. Is it hard to say whether they can be sold?"

The previous preparations really paid off, the seller nodded.

"Then you tell me a price."

"You have to be sincere, at most three hundred."

The seller quickly complained.

“Hey, please add more, I can’t even buy more than this.”

But the routine was completely useless, Yuntai knocked him out.

"Aren't you making enough money? Go and ask others. I always buy things here at a fixed price. If you sell, I will buy. If you don't buy, I will leave. You must hold on to the goods and wait for a windfall. , I have no idea. Then I’ll see you later..."

The seller was stunned after hearing this, and couldn't help but turn around and look around. When he saw that the stalls next to him didn't express any objection, he immediately made a decision.

"Okay, it's up to you, fast in and fast out, right? I'll earn less..."

"That's right. As a fellow traveler, leave it to me. We all have to find a leader."

Yuntai reached out and handed over the money, then signaled to Hong Yanwu that he could take action. "Third nephew, please take it with you. These are all our things. Wrap them up properly. I won't let you take care of them if they are damaged."

As a result, when Yuntai and Hong Yanwu were ready to leave, the stall next to them greeted them, "Old man, please stay one step longer and take a look at mine..."

Yuntai also had to perform an encore. "No, no, I already bought the silt today. I don't know if it will be easy to take it back..."

With this sentence, the boy whose warehouse was cleared was so beautiful that he blossomed with joy. He held thirty large unity sheets in his hand, spat at his mouth and started counting again. That was so proud.

But in fact, who knows. Yuntai didn't even bother to eat breakfast and insisted on going back to the Hong family's old house first. You can see what the harvest is like.

Of course Hong Yanwu was curious, and he was sure he had picked up the "luo'er", but he didn't know how big the "luo'er" was. So I couldn't wait to ask when there was no one around.

"Uncle, what good things did you see today? How many of them are there? Are you so afraid of buying 'explosion'? You've got everything covered..."

Yuntai smiled after hearing this.

"Xiao Wu. Don't say it. Use your brain. You can do it as a designer. I know I'm afraid of being 'exploded' by buying it. But you are too knowledgeable... To be honest, the salesperson is probably I met a real big seller. The supply was good, and at least half of the porcelain on display at the stall was worth buying. That’s why I designed such a play. In addition to those things, I didn’t have calligraphy and painting scrolls. Open it, how can you know if there is anything good inside? You can only find out when you go back."

This was unexpected, and Hong Yanwu was shocked.

"Ah? So many, half of them. Uncle, are all the faults you just picked on him false? I heard what you said so clearly, and seeing how convinced that kid was, I thought it was true. You are all temporary. Made up? How can it be so perfect?"

Yuntai couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, where can I make it up on the fly? It all depends on speculation about people's hearts and real knowledge. If nothing else, that guy can put all the things on his stall, which in itself proves his level. It is limited and cannot tell the difference between true and false. Otherwise, just one good thing is enough. How could it be like this? And the blue and white plum vase, it shows that he has doubts in his heart. Otherwise, who would not pick up this good thing and wait for it? A big buyer? Why did he sell it to his peers? I just noticed his vagueness and decided to sell the goods accordingly."

"Words are spoken from both sides, and as the saying goes, the truth is also false, and the false is also true. For example, it is true that I said that the big family has failed. How many of them have not failed now? But when it comes to the goods on his stall, it is This is enough to prove two things. First, the rich family left behind high-quality goods. Second, the old man in the family was gone, and the things were given to him as junk by the ignorant junior."

"There is also the colorful bowl and the blue and white plum vase I mentioned. The colorful bowl is indeed not real. But the blue and white plum vase is from the Kangxi official kiln. The paintings on the bottle are dead branches, flowers and birds, and the painting style is strange, with birds Looking at people with blank eyes is very exciting. I said that sparseness is true in the painting style of the Republic of China, but the bird on the plum vase is rolling its eyes, and its appearance is exactly the same as that of Zhu Da, the Bada Shanren. ”

"You must know that Zhu Da is a descendant of the Ming Dynasty and was born into a noble family. He was born during the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty. His heart was unbalanced, so he expressed his dissatisfaction with society in his paintings, and concentrated it on the animals he painted. His eyes, such as those of deer, fish, and birds, are all rolled in his eyes. It’s not because he’s not a good painter.”

"In addition, the Chenghua inscription is also key. Early Kangxi porcelains rarely had inscriptions written on them. The reason is that Kangxi believed that porcelain had inscriptions written on it. If it was broken, it would be unlucky and would not be allowed to be written. But many of Kangxi's porcelains had inscriptions on them. There is a special phenomenon of writing a large number of sustenance payments. For example, writing "Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty", "Chenghua Year of the Ming Dynasty", and "Jiajing Year of the Ming Dynasty" are the most common. ”

"To put it bluntly, the salesman is uneducated and half-baked. He is knowledgeable but not proficient, so he will be persuaded by me and pick up the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon. I have to advise you. Xiao Wu, You are just like the salesman, you are hungry. Even if you are smart, you will not be able to play in this industry without real talent. If you like these things, you will inevitably cry. ."