Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

After dinner, Wu Yuansheng took out his cell phone and called his father, asking him to take a day off on May Day.

But Wu Jinyi disagreed, saying that what he was doing was not tiring and he rested every day when it rained.

Business will be better on May Day. Maybe one day can equal the money earned in a few days of work!

He also said that his sister Wu Yun would not take a break and would also set up a stall at the entrance of the construction site to sell used clothes and books.

After knowing that he was going to set up a stall in the hotel to sell antiques, his father said that he was not really taking a break, so he even more disagreed with taking a break!

There is nothing he can do about it, just set up stalls and do what you want to do and what you like!

He could only convince himself this way.

After making the phone call and sitting for a while, the three of them went downstairs to the nearby "Shengjing Yijia" hotel.

Although they live next door, this is the first time for Yi Xiaoyue and Song Yuping to go shopping inside.

Of course, he hadn't been in there before.

Renting a room is also because of the antique house meeting.

The environment here is similar to the "Home Inn" they found when they got married, and it was built to three-star standards.

After arriving on the sixth floor, they went directly to the room he rented.

The room size is not large, just a standard room, about 30 square meters.

In the afternoon, after bringing the things over, Wu Yuansheng laid them out.

Unlike others, he doesn't sleep here at night, and he doesn't need to put things away again after placing them.

"We have prepared so many things!"

When she saw the items placed on the bed, cabinets, and bedside tables, Yi Xiaoyue was a little surprised!

"Yes! Since I rented a room and spent money, and I won't live here, I must bring more things over! No matter what, I have to earn back the rent money."

Looking at her, he said with a smile, a bit joking.

Making money to rent a house is not difficult given the market conditions of the past two years.

There must be a lot of people coming to this antique house fair. Wu Yuansheng plans to get rid of all the inventory he has in hand, as long as he doesn't plan to keep it.

"It's definitely not difficult to make rent money! I feel that buying and selling collections in a place like this is really different from going to an antique city. It looks like what you said, the environment is better and more upscale."

She added as the room continued to watch.

"Yeah! That's true. Take a look at these things and see if you like them. If so, I'll pick them up and not sell them! Mom, take a look at them too. If you like them, we don't have to sell them!"

What they like, he will keep.

“If you don’t see anything you particularly like, sell them all!”

Yi Xiaoyue continued.

"I don't understand this!"

Song Yuping said.

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While the three of them were talking, two men came in to visit.

One looks to be about fifty years old and has a goatee, the other is about forty years old and has a shaved head.

"Do you mind if we come in now to see and buy things?"

After the two entered the door, the man with a shaved head smiled and said to them.

Maybe it's because the exchange meeting hasn't been officially held yet, so he's so polite.

His accent sounds like someone from outside, like someone from Jiangling.

"It's okay! The things are put out for sale. You can look at them as you like. If you like them, we can talk about them."

Wu Yuansheng looked at them and said with a smile.

Of course he would not refuse business.

Saying this, the two started to look at each other.

"How much do these two purple clay pots cost?"

Not long after, the man with a goatee asked him, pointing to the two purple clay pots on the cabinet next to the TV.

There are 21 pots placed next to each other on it, including 12 porcelain teapots and handle pots, and 9 purple clay pots.

These were acquired from demolition areas.

"Goatee" pointed at a square purple clay pot and a hexagonal purple clay pot.

He also spoke with a Gangneung accent.

"The square one is 1800, the hexagonal one is 2200, "one square is worth ten circles", the two you are looking at are the best."

Wu Yuansheng thought for a moment and said to him.

The current environment is good, and prices for all types of collections are generally relatively high.

Besides, in this case, the lower the price, the fewer people may buy it, and the higher the price, maybe people will buy it.

Of course, if you ask for a high price, you can pay it back on the spot. If the price is higher, there will be more space.

If you buy such a pot in a store that specializes in purple sand products, it is common for a piece to cost several thousand.

Every supermarket sells it not cheaply.

The two purple clay teapots are objects from decades ago and have both collection and use value.

"It's a bit expensive, 800 for the square one, 1000 for the hexagonal one. How about I give you 1800 for both?"

The goatee man thought for a while and said, he cut the price in half.

This also shows that he has taken a liking to these two pots.

"I definitely can't sell it for 1800 yuan. If you want to buy it sincerely, just add 200 yuan to round it up! I also bought it from others, and the cost is much higher than other pots."

What he said was half true and half false. People who engage in recycling generally don't understand the concept of "one dollar is worth ten yuan."

"Okay! Then I'll add 200."

The price was agreed upon, and the man in his fifties paid.

Wu Yuansheng also wrapped the pot in newspaper and handed it to him.

"How much does this radio cost?"

Seeing that they had completed the transaction, the bald man came over with a radio that he liked from the cabinet and asked for the price.

The radio is made by the "Haiyan" brand. There is a great man badge pattern on the surface. It can be seen that it is from a special era.

He bought this in the Porcelain Street demolition area a few days ago. The progress of demolition there is slower than that in the Ermi Factory demolition area.

"3000 yuan. This is from a special era. The radio is in good condition and can still be played!"

After buying this radio, he tried it with the battery when he came back and it was good.

The people who used this radio before must have taken good care of it and protected it very well. There are no damages or scratches on the surface.

Wu Yuansheng checked the price online. The inferior ones cost 2800, while the better ones cost more than 3000.

Of course, this is because the market is good now. In the future, if more of the same items are demolished, the prices will drop.

"2500! I want 2500."

The bald man countered.

"Okay! Make a friend."

After thinking about it for a while, he agreed.

(After all, selling things online is very troublesome. In addition to the delay in delivery, shipping costs are also required. Besides, the website also charges a handling fee for providing services.

You need to find a box or something to wrap the items you sell yourself. Some people are picky and will return them easily. )

The bald man paid and took the radio into his hand.

"What are these things and what are they used for?"

Not long after, the man with the goatee saw the 20 porcelain balls he placed on the bed and asked curiously.

While talking, he also took the big porcelain ball into his hand, holding it like a walnut and spinning it in his palm.

"To be honest, I don't know. I heard others say that cannonballs were developed during the Song and Yuan Dynasties and were filled with porcelain balls."

He recounted what he had heard others say.