Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack
Chapter 264 It's All Good Things
Yang Mo said: "Don't worry if you are old, we will definitely keep it well."
The middle-aged old man sighed, and said: "This piece of writing is Zeng Gong's "Ju Shi Tie". Zeng Gong is about 1077 years old, and the calligraphy has slender characters and clear strokes, which are rare ink marks of Zeng Gong."
The name Zeng Gong is familiar to Yang Mo, one of the four great masters of the Northern Song Dynasty, and a must-remember knowledge point in history.
The old man continued: "Most of the seals on it are collected by famous masters of past dynasties. This word is very precious. How much can you pay?"
Regarding the amount of money, Yang Mo is really hard to say, she is not short of money, and she can pay more, but it must be under the current social environment and price system, she cannot be too much higher.
However, there is no specific price for such a piece of writing, and this thing is even a trouble, and I am afraid that only old people like the old man will collect and keep it.
"I'll pay you 50 yuan?" Yang Mo asked tentatively.
It’s no wonder that she bid low. It’s a very conscientious price in this era. In the 80s in another world, many national treasures were also sold for tens of dollars. Of course, some were sold for hundreds or thousands of dollars.
The middle-aged old man is also not satisfied with the price, these are treasures in his eyes, and now he has no choice but to sell them, he is reluctant to part with them no matter what.
This is a man who has been bent over by life, and now he feels like selling his sons and daughters.
"The price is low." He wouldn't say anything else, nor would he raise the price, just one sentence.
Yang Mo persuaded: "You can't set the price according to your own preferences. I also like cans and bottles. I can't tell the junk collectors how much this is worth. You have to look at the market, and this thing is worth a lot in the market." 5 yuan, I think you are old and rare, so I will give you a high price."
The old man also understood what Yang Mo meant, but this good thing only sold for 50 yuan, and his heart was bleeding.
"I won't sell it for 50 yuan."
Yang Mo was not in a hurry, so he smiled and said, "Look at this, let's take a look at all of these, and then I'll give you the price."
The old man looked at the scroll on the bed and nodded.
Then, Yang Mo opened the remaining three pictures.
These three pictures are also written in words, this time Yang Mo didn't pretend, and said directly: "Master, please introduce me."
Teacher Qian glanced at Yang Mo, looked at the three pictures and said: "This picture is Wen Zhengming's "Xiyuan Poetry". ", is the handwriting of the book sage."
Yang Mo kept screaming in his heart, they are all good things, this time they really came, if they were brought into the 21st century, they would all be national treasures.
Yang Mo was also unambiguous: "Well, Mr. Qian, you are also a person who loves these words, so I won't see you anymore. I will give you 300 yuan for these four pictures. This is definitely the highest price among high prices. You see How about it?"
To be honest, Yang Mo is quite interesting, the price he gave is considered a VIP price. In China, it is difficult to sell these four characters at this price no matter where you get them.
Teacher Qian also knows that the price is not low, but he is short of a lot of money this time. The youngest son needs money for work, the old family needs to manage the housing allocation, and the family needs money for life. This 300 is not enough.
Teacher Qian said: "600, I'll sell it to you for 600."
600 is actually not much for Yang Mo, but things are not done this way, just these four words, at this time, it costs 600 to open his mouth, which is obviously taking her for a fool.
Yang Mo's mood suddenly changed. Although she demanded a lot to pay back the money on the spot, Yang Mo didn't even bother to negotiate the price. There were so many national treasures in her system, and there were dozens of scrolls, so it didn't matter how many or how few.
So she stood up and said, "You should keep it for yourself, it might sell for 6000 in a few years."
As he spoke, he pulled Su Yang to leave.
They were all at the door, and Teacher Qian stopped him again: "Hey, hey, wait a minute, comrade, I'll sell it for 300."
Yang Mo stopped: "Have you decided?"
The teacher sighed and said, "It's decided."
Yang Mo went back, took out 3 wads of money, and handed them to Teacher Qian: "You count it, it's okay, I'll roll up the word."
Trembling, Teacher Qian took the money and began to count. He had never taken so much money in his life.
Ordinarily, 300 would be enough. These scrolls were bought from scrap yards when the article /*\ge started, and they didn't cost much in total.
It was he who knew the goods, so he wanted to put them away. Teacher Qian's father, who used to be a pawnshop clerk, had gained some insight over time.
Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a war in the Shanghai stock market, and the boss didn't care about anything, so this Mr. Qian brought a batch of things from the pawn shop.
At the same time, his son, Teacher Qian, also gained insight.
However, Teacher Qian doesn't like to talk, unlike his father who broke through in the old society business, but his eyesight is extremely outstanding.
Teacher Qian counted twice, and the money was correct.
Yang Mo saw that there was no problem, so he started to roll the scroll. He rolled up all four characters and wrapped them in kraft paper. Then Yang Mo took out a cloth bag from his satchel and put the scroll in it.
Before finishing the installation, Teacher Qian said again: "I still have this, do you want more?"
Yang Mo raised his head and glanced at Teacher Qian: "Yes, but you can only give the price after seeing it."
Teacher Qian nodded, and took out another kraft paper bag from the big cabinet, this one was bigger than the one just now.
Yang Moxin said that the wooden cabinet had become Jingdong Cat's pocket, so she went up to take a look inside the cabinet.
Teacher Qian quickly blocked it.
Yang Mo: "If you want to sell it, don't just take it little by little. You take it all out and I'll pick and choose, and I'll quote you a price."
But she saw it, and there was a kraft paper bag and a wooden box inside.
Yang Mo had entered someone's house, so he was embarrassed to use the detector, but so was this teacher, who always wanted to keep a hand.
Teacher Qian grinned and said, "Look at these first."
Open the kraft paper, this time there are 10 scrolls inside, big and small.
After opening them one by one, there are four paintings and six characters, and they are all made by famous historical figures.
Yang Mo was also worried about whether these were fakes or fakes, but he couldn't tell them apart. Besides, the fakes of this era are also antiques. It may be that everyone in the Qing Dynasty imitated the Song Dynasty, and it is difficult in modern times.
For these ten works, Yang Mo was not in a hurry to quote, she was waiting for Teacher Qian to offer them again.
Seeing Yang Mo's unwillingness to give up, Teacher Qian had no choice but to turn around and take out another paper bag.
This paper bag is not big, and there are four scrolls when opened.
Wait for the scroll to unroll.
I go! ~~~ Yang Mo was shocked.
Because these four are all paintings by modern masters.Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong and Pan Yuliang.
This is a figure who has almost reached the peak of the painting circle in modern times.
To be honest, the ancient paintings at this time are really not as valuable as the modern ones, after all, they were fired during the Republic of China.
It is understandable for Mr. Qian to keep it.
The middle-aged old man sighed, and said: "This piece of writing is Zeng Gong's "Ju Shi Tie". Zeng Gong is about 1077 years old, and the calligraphy has slender characters and clear strokes, which are rare ink marks of Zeng Gong."
The name Zeng Gong is familiar to Yang Mo, one of the four great masters of the Northern Song Dynasty, and a must-remember knowledge point in history.
The old man continued: "Most of the seals on it are collected by famous masters of past dynasties. This word is very precious. How much can you pay?"
Regarding the amount of money, Yang Mo is really hard to say, she is not short of money, and she can pay more, but it must be under the current social environment and price system, she cannot be too much higher.
However, there is no specific price for such a piece of writing, and this thing is even a trouble, and I am afraid that only old people like the old man will collect and keep it.
"I'll pay you 50 yuan?" Yang Mo asked tentatively.
It’s no wonder that she bid low. It’s a very conscientious price in this era. In the 80s in another world, many national treasures were also sold for tens of dollars. Of course, some were sold for hundreds or thousands of dollars.
The middle-aged old man is also not satisfied with the price, these are treasures in his eyes, and now he has no choice but to sell them, he is reluctant to part with them no matter what.
This is a man who has been bent over by life, and now he feels like selling his sons and daughters.
"The price is low." He wouldn't say anything else, nor would he raise the price, just one sentence.
Yang Mo persuaded: "You can't set the price according to your own preferences. I also like cans and bottles. I can't tell the junk collectors how much this is worth. You have to look at the market, and this thing is worth a lot in the market." 5 yuan, I think you are old and rare, so I will give you a high price."
The old man also understood what Yang Mo meant, but this good thing only sold for 50 yuan, and his heart was bleeding.
"I won't sell it for 50 yuan."
Yang Mo was not in a hurry, so he smiled and said, "Look at this, let's take a look at all of these, and then I'll give you the price."
The old man looked at the scroll on the bed and nodded.
Then, Yang Mo opened the remaining three pictures.
These three pictures are also written in words, this time Yang Mo didn't pretend, and said directly: "Master, please introduce me."
Teacher Qian glanced at Yang Mo, looked at the three pictures and said: "This picture is Wen Zhengming's "Xiyuan Poetry". ", is the handwriting of the book sage."
Yang Mo kept screaming in his heart, they are all good things, this time they really came, if they were brought into the 21st century, they would all be national treasures.
Yang Mo was also unambiguous: "Well, Mr. Qian, you are also a person who loves these words, so I won't see you anymore. I will give you 300 yuan for these four pictures. This is definitely the highest price among high prices. You see How about it?"
To be honest, Yang Mo is quite interesting, the price he gave is considered a VIP price. In China, it is difficult to sell these four characters at this price no matter where you get them.
Teacher Qian also knows that the price is not low, but he is short of a lot of money this time. The youngest son needs money for work, the old family needs to manage the housing allocation, and the family needs money for life. This 300 is not enough.
Teacher Qian said: "600, I'll sell it to you for 600."
600 is actually not much for Yang Mo, but things are not done this way, just these four words, at this time, it costs 600 to open his mouth, which is obviously taking her for a fool.
Yang Mo's mood suddenly changed. Although she demanded a lot to pay back the money on the spot, Yang Mo didn't even bother to negotiate the price. There were so many national treasures in her system, and there were dozens of scrolls, so it didn't matter how many or how few.
So she stood up and said, "You should keep it for yourself, it might sell for 6000 in a few years."
As he spoke, he pulled Su Yang to leave.
They were all at the door, and Teacher Qian stopped him again: "Hey, hey, wait a minute, comrade, I'll sell it for 300."
Yang Mo stopped: "Have you decided?"
The teacher sighed and said, "It's decided."
Yang Mo went back, took out 3 wads of money, and handed them to Teacher Qian: "You count it, it's okay, I'll roll up the word."
Trembling, Teacher Qian took the money and began to count. He had never taken so much money in his life.
Ordinarily, 300 would be enough. These scrolls were bought from scrap yards when the article /*\ge started, and they didn't cost much in total.
It was he who knew the goods, so he wanted to put them away. Teacher Qian's father, who used to be a pawnshop clerk, had gained some insight over time.
Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a war in the Shanghai stock market, and the boss didn't care about anything, so this Mr. Qian brought a batch of things from the pawn shop.
At the same time, his son, Teacher Qian, also gained insight.
However, Teacher Qian doesn't like to talk, unlike his father who broke through in the old society business, but his eyesight is extremely outstanding.
Teacher Qian counted twice, and the money was correct.
Yang Mo saw that there was no problem, so he started to roll the scroll. He rolled up all four characters and wrapped them in kraft paper. Then Yang Mo took out a cloth bag from his satchel and put the scroll in it.
Before finishing the installation, Teacher Qian said again: "I still have this, do you want more?"
Yang Mo raised his head and glanced at Teacher Qian: "Yes, but you can only give the price after seeing it."
Teacher Qian nodded, and took out another kraft paper bag from the big cabinet, this one was bigger than the one just now.
Yang Moxin said that the wooden cabinet had become Jingdong Cat's pocket, so she went up to take a look inside the cabinet.
Teacher Qian quickly blocked it.
Yang Mo: "If you want to sell it, don't just take it little by little. You take it all out and I'll pick and choose, and I'll quote you a price."
But she saw it, and there was a kraft paper bag and a wooden box inside.
Yang Mo had entered someone's house, so he was embarrassed to use the detector, but so was this teacher, who always wanted to keep a hand.
Teacher Qian grinned and said, "Look at these first."
Open the kraft paper, this time there are 10 scrolls inside, big and small.
After opening them one by one, there are four paintings and six characters, and they are all made by famous historical figures.
Yang Mo was also worried about whether these were fakes or fakes, but he couldn't tell them apart. Besides, the fakes of this era are also antiques. It may be that everyone in the Qing Dynasty imitated the Song Dynasty, and it is difficult in modern times.
For these ten works, Yang Mo was not in a hurry to quote, she was waiting for Teacher Qian to offer them again.
Seeing Yang Mo's unwillingness to give up, Teacher Qian had no choice but to turn around and take out another paper bag.
This paper bag is not big, and there are four scrolls when opened.
Wait for the scroll to unroll.
I go! ~~~ Yang Mo was shocked.
Because these four are all paintings by modern masters.Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong and Pan Yuliang.
This is a figure who has almost reached the peak of the painting circle in modern times.
To be honest, the ancient paintings at this time are really not as valuable as the modern ones, after all, they were fired during the Republic of China.
It is understandable for Mr. Qian to keep it.
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