Rebirth of the Nine-Three Era

Dong Jiajun must believe that Yin Yuan knows his father at this time. Although his mother loves him more, if his father knows that he is messing around outside, he will definitely take care of him.

His luxury car will be confiscated, his pocket money will be cut off, and he may be asked to start from the bottom in a company.

That was the most uncomfortable thing for him.

"Brother Yin Yuan, I was wrong. Please don't say a word to my dad about this, otherwise he will punish me to go to work in the company, please. I will definitely not harass your girlfriend again in the future, and I will not dare to ”

Yin Yuan waved his hand and said to the three of them: "Go away, just don't let me see you in the future, or I will call Dong Huaping."

Dong Jiajun repeatedly promised that he would not come again, and he did not dare to lend him any courage.

The three got into the Audi 100 and left.

The onlookers were worried about Yin Yuan at first, and some even ran to the security post and called two city defense members over.

Only when he saw Yin Yuan knocking down the two men easily did he realize that he was a master.

No matter how many bodyguards the rich second generation brings, they may not be able to match him.

Sister Huang Lanlan was also very happy at this time.

The worries and panic just now were gone.

"Mr. Yin, I didn't expect you to be very skilled in martial arts. Thank you for helping my sister out of trouble. I'm worried to death about this. My sister is so well-behaved and sensible. I didn't expect to meet such a rich second generation."

The problem is that he doesn't have a definite character for this kind of rich second generation, and he may have harmed countless good women.

Huang Qianyun also politely expressed her gratitude to him.

"Thank you, Brother Yin, for helping me out. Brother Yin is a celebrity in the Academy of Fine Arts. Many of our classmates went to the last art exhibition. Everyone thought that your two works were of high standard. I will learn more from you in the future."

Yin Yuan said: "Teacher Fan said that you are the best at painting ladies at the Academy of Fine Arts. I would like to ask you for advice when I have time."

Huang Lanlan clapped her hands and said, "In the future, you can learn from each other about painting and grow together in the Academy of Fine Arts."

Yin Yuan wanted to remind her: I only studied at the Academy of Fine Arts for two months.

At this time, I saw that Yin Yuan had driven away the rich second generation, and someone wanted Huang Qianyun to paint a portrait.

Yin Yuan said: "You guys should be busy, I'll go shopping in the antique flea market in front."

Huang Lanlan also wanted to invite him to have a late-night snack, and invite his sister to go with him to deepen their understanding of each other. In the future, his sister would have a protective umbrella when being bullied.

But after Yin Yuan said that, he turned around and left, so she couldn't force him to stay.

She said to her sister: "In the future, you can invite Yin Yuan for supper if you have the opportunity. You can take the initiative to say hello to Yin Yuan in the Academy of Fine Arts. Don't be too cold and arrogant. You must learn to deal with others so that you won't suffer any disadvantages when you go out into the society."

She wanted to tell her sister that Yin Yuan was a real millionaire, young and talented, and a down-to-earth man. If she had the chance to meet such a young man in the future, she must make good use of it.

She said I have to go back, otherwise your brother-in-law will become suspicious and lose his temper again.

The last time I went to dinner with someone, they said I was messing around with someone and wanted to hack me to death with a knife.

Huang Qianyun said: "There is no point in living together with such a man who shouts and kills at every turn. He has no children, so we should just divorce him."

He has nothing now, he doesn’t work, and he relies on you for support.

divorce?

Huang Lanlan was thinking: As long as the man is willing, of course she hopes to divorce him.

But is he willing?

The two had discussed this issue.

"You can get a divorce. Give me back all the money I spent on you."

"Before I got married to you, I had no worries about food and clothing, and I had millions in savings in my bank account. After I got married to you, my parents passed away, and I was left with nothing. Now I have no money in my account, and I still rely on your poor charity every month..."

"You have nothing now. Isn't it because you don't want to make progress? Are you still blaming others?"

"I used to rely on my parents and had no life skills at all..."

Fortunately, the two of them did not have children.

At this time, Yin Yuan came to the antique flea market in front of the grove.

A piece of grass is filled with stalls.

There are bright lights overhead, and the relevant departments nearby have set up a toll office. Each stall owner pays 5 yuan and can set up a stall from 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock.

Obviously this is a night market trading point set up by relevant departments in response to social needs.

At first glance, I am dazzled, but when I look carefully, the market is divided into several major items and several regions.

Ceramics, calligraphy and painting, jade and miscellaneous items.

In his previous life, Yin Yuan was more interested in calligraphy and painting, but he also had a certain understanding of other items.

His purpose today was just to take a stroll, and he didn't know what he would see when he came here for the first time.

He knows that the current antique market is not as pure as it was before the 80s, and counterfeit antiques are beginning to flood the market.

The trend of counterfeiting started to become rampant.

After more than ten years, he reached the point of becoming insane.

Even money can be counterfeited, let alone antiques.

Therefore, those who are able to mix well in the antique market at this time have their own two brushes.

It can identify the evil spirit of counterfeit goods, see clearly the appearance of the object, and will not miss the mark. When buying goods, you can get valuable treasures.

Yin Yuan saw two Taiwanese customers in front of a jade stall negotiating with the stall owner.

A 4x3 cm white jade pendant from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. The jade is white and smooth, and the carving is exquisite. It is decorated with five blessings and longevity patterns, and an ancient coin is skillfully carved from apricot yellow stone skin, which means "blessings are before your eyes".

The two tourists couldn't put it down after seeing it and were determined to win it.

The stall owner offered a price of 5000 yuan, but the two tourists were embarrassed to bargain too hard, so they counter-offered [-] yuan.

Several antique pickers in Zhouzhou were shocked when they heard this, but they didn't say anything.

No one will talk nonsense at this time. If the other party is willing to pay the price of [-] yuan, he should earn the money.

The stall owner looked at their expressions and knew that the other party was eager to prey on them, so he was unwilling to make too much of the price, and finally settled the deal at 6000 yuan.

After the customer left, his colleagues at the neighboring stalls gave him a thumbs up.

"My brother is still very good. If you can sell something for 2000 yuan, you won't sell it for 5000 yuan. You really have it."

The stall owner said: "So you are a novice, and you agreed readily. The other party must have felt awkward, and even stopped buying it on the spot, feeling that he was losing money."

Yin Yuan, who pretended to be watching the goods, listened to the conversation between several stall owners and knew that all the stall owners in the current antique market are better at learning than ghosts, and bargaining cannot be handled according to the usual principles.

He saw a lot of foreigners in this flea market. These foreigners were buying antiques. As long as they liked something, they would pay for it without blinking an eye.

A tall, elderly American couple, who did not speak Chinese well, could only use a computer to bargain with the stall owner.

It turned out that I bought a bronze belt hook that was made of gold and silver. After being worn, the decoration became more gorgeous.

After spending a long time, the foreigner counted out 2000 yuan and gave it to the stall owner.

After the foreigner left, his colleagues at the neighboring stalls all praised him for making a profitable business.

These stall owners seem to be particularly interested in foreigners, and they are a bit indifferent to their compatriots. They will take the initiative to say hello to foreigners when they see them.

A stall owner saw a Korean and greeted him warmly.

The Koreans bought a Qing Dynasty Duan inkstone, a mahogany box set, and a magpie climbing plum carving work from his stall, spending 8000 yuan.

He also said happily: "If you bring these things back to South Korea, you can double the profit."

When the stall owner saw what he said, he asked him to pick out a few more items to buy.

But the Korean said: "Everything else you put on the stall is worthless, I don't want it."

It seems this guy is an expert.

The stall owner made money, but after hearing what the Korean said, he still fell into deep thought.

Judging from the foreigner's expression, it was obvious that he had picked something up at his stall.

Yin Yuan walked around and was more interested in the rare ancient books at a stall.

He remembered that there was a saying in later generations that "a page of the Song edition is worth one tael of gold". Decades later, the Song and Yuan fragments were fetched sky-high prices, and it was already a luxury to collect the Song and Yuan fragments.

In this era, there must be many remaining rare and ancient books on the antique market. If you can find them, they are definitely worth the money.

The Song version of "Wenyuan Yinghua" later sold for a sky-high price of 143 million.

The Ming Dynasty edition of "The Legend of the Martyr Woman" is worth 8 yuan.

A fragment of the "Drawing of the Three Kingdoms" engraved in the early Qing Dynasty sold for 49.6.

At a stall, he actually saw the "Collection of Song Edition Book Pages of the Qing Palace Daku" and the Cheng Jia edition of "A Dream of Red Mansions" collected by the Wuying Palace in the 56th year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty.

The stall owner was an old man wearing glasses. Seeing that Yin Yuan wanted to look through his ancient books, he stopped him in time: "This is a fragment of an ancient book. You can only read it but not read it. If you want to buy it, negotiate a good price and I will read it for you." look."

Yin Yuan asked: "How much do you want to sell these two ancient books?"

The old man glanced at him, rolled his eyes and said, "Are you rich? I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Yin Yuan laughed and said, "It's a joke. I must have money. Why would I ask you if I don't have money?"

The old man said: "The Cheng Jia version of "Dream of Red Mansions" costs 1000 yuan, and the Song version costs [-] yuan."

He looked up at Yin Yuan, meaning that you, a young man in his 20s, would spend 6000 yuan to buy this kind of ancient book?

Yin Yuan nodded and said, "If your two books are authentic, they won't be expensive."

The old man was a little surprised when he heard what he said.

"Oh, that's good. Do you actually know that such books are fake?"

"Every money can be faked, let alone ancient books."

"Then do you know how to forge ancient books?"

"One is dyeing paper, using various methods to dye the paper into yellowish brown, in order to make the paper show its old color; the second is making new works from old paper, printing the contents of ancient books on ancient paper, and then binding them into ancient books. The third is imitating celebrity inscriptions and postscripts , hiding seal imprints, forging signboards, and intercepting directories. There are various methods..."

The old man couldn't help but be in awe of him after hearing this.

He didn't expect a young man in his 20s to know so much.

He said: "The methods you mentioned to make old books are all correct, but I can tell you that none of my ancient books are old. Since you know these old-fashioned methods, you should also know the paper of the books, ancient Paper is generally made of bamboo paper or tissue paper and pulped with lime water. The paper produced is highly absorbent and prone to mold in a humid environment. Therefore, the ancients had to dry their collections of books several times a year, but they could not Instead of exposing it to the scorching sun, place it in a ventilated place indoors. Also put rue, tobacco leaves, and pepper packets on bookcases, which can repel insects. At the same time, the book will also have a book smell. Look at this paper. Bamboo paper or tissue paper, smell if it smells like books."

He carefully opened the pages of the book and let Yin Yuan look at the paper and smell the scent of the book.

Yin Yuan looked carefully and found that it was indeed true as the old man said.

If you carefully identify the old ancient books, there will always be some clues. No matter how well done, some details will reveal flaws.

Yin Yuan carefully identified the inscriptions and micro-seals on it.

Confirmed that it is not a counterfeit.

So he negotiated the price with the old man.

"Can the price be lower?"

He had just seen the tricks of several stall owners. Things worth only 6000 yuan were sold directly to [-] yuan, and the customer finally sold the goods for [-] yuan.

All the stall owners in this market probably know this method of raising prices.

The old man said: "I don't bargain here. If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, don't bargain with me."

He carefully put the book into an iron box.

"I see it's getting dark, and I'm afraid it will rain."

He put the books that sold at a higher price into iron boxes.

Yin Yuan said: "Uncle, are there any businesses where you can ask whatever price you want, and there is no negotiation on the price?"

The old man said stubbornly: "I don't care what other people do, but I don't bargain here. If you think it's worth the price, you can buy it. If you think it's not worth it, you don't have to buy it, and I won't force you."

Several stall owners nearby were dumbfounded by this scene and commented privately: "This old Kangtou is really a weirdo. His shabby books rarely get a customer in a day. He also deliberately puts on airs."

"I am a retired library director. I get my retirement salary every month and I don't have to worry about money. Setting up a stall here is just to kill time."

0241 chapter

Yin Yuan heard the voices of several people nearby talking quietly about the old man, and he estimated that the old man must not have heard it.

"I haven't seen him open for a few days, but now he finally has a customer. You can see that he doesn't seem to care whether people buy or not."

"What kind of business is there without a price? It looks like a legitimate business here and there."

"Perhaps this is the cleverness of Lao Kang. Look at the young man who really wants to buy it."

"Hey, people don't open for three years, and they only eat for three years after opening."

At this time, Yin Yuan thought: "Maybe we should just leave him alone. There are really not many customers for this kind of books, and only a handful of people actually spend a lot of money to buy them. If I don't buy these books, it will be difficult to separate them." It’s still there for a few days.”

At the same time, he thought: What if something unexpected happens.

What if someone with a keen eye for broken books like myself appears and takes away the two broken books just now?

Thousands of dollars are just a drop in the bucket for me.

From an investment perspective, investing 6000 yuan in exchange for a priceless treasure and an auction price of nearly 20 yuan.

In his previous life, he introduced these two fragments of books in a fragment of a book dedicated to introducing antiques.

Luo Zhenyu, a modern scholar, dug for gold in the sand and collected the remaining pages of Song edition books from the waste paper in the Qing palace's large treasury.

It may be that the ancient book in front of me was later included in the provincial museum, and its value is immeasurable.

Another Cheng Jia copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" sold for nearly 20 yuan more than 20 years later.

Seeing him putting the books into the tin box, Yin Yuan said: "Forget it, I'll pay for these two books of yours."

He counted 6000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to him.