Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Just like in previous years, on New Year's Eve, Wu Yuansheng sent out red envelopes in the work group for everyone to grab for fun.

What is different from previous years is that this year during the Spring Festival, people's enthusiasm for sending greetings to each other via mobile phones is obviously not as strong as before, and has become much more indifferent.

Apart from simple greetings, there is much less chatting between acquaintances.

There were no other close friends or relatives here, so during the first few days of the first lunar month, he and Yi Xiaoyue mainly took Wu Qi and Wu Ming to travel around Shanghai.

We went to Disneyland, Happy Valley, Oceanarium, Zoo, Planetarium, Science and Technology Museum and other places.

For children, these places are "happy paradise".

Because it is the Chinese New Year, these places suitable for children to play are doing better business than usual.

Especially after three years of sluggish mask business.

There is definitely something to gain from going out to play, at least it increases their knowledge and broadens their horizons.

Wu Qi is already in the third grade. After playing in various places during the day, Yi Xiaoyue would ask her to write an essay when she returned home at night.

The composition written by a 10-year-old child is very innocent and pure. The thoughts they have when seeing some scenic spots and playing are their truest thoughts.

After reading what she wrote, everyone can see some of her inner world from the composition.

If there is anything to add, Yi Xiaoyue will also help her add a few words.

During the few days of travel, she also wrote several essays.

Wu Yuansheng helped her preserve all of these, took photos, and saved them in her email and QQ album.

In his free time in the evening, he would also do a live broadcast, and Yi Lin and Yi Xiaoyue would sometimes follow behind him to watch.

Occasionally, he would ask Yi Xiaoyue to play one or two songs on the flute.

As we played, time passed by unknowingly.

On the sixth day of the New Year, they took the high-speed rail back to their hometown.

This time I went to Shanghai for the New Year and spent a week basically having fun. It can almost be considered a trip and I had a very fulfilling time.

After returning home, relatives and friends gathered together and walked around, and they were busy until the 15th. For him, the New Year was over.

The year has passed, and a new cycle has begun. Everyone has returned to their busy daily work.

On the morning of the 16th day of the first lunar month, Wu Yuansheng went to the Fengqing Street Antique City.

During this period, Wang Liang told him that the day after tomorrow, which is the 18th day of the first lunar month, the first antique exchange fair of the year will be held here.

After getting the information, he drove there after breakfast on the morning of the 18th.

Because it was the first antique exchange fair at the beginning of the year, although the overall market environment was not good, there were still many locals and outsiders participating in the exchange event.

These people mainly come here to set up stalls and sell various collections.

There was no empty space in the entire long alley of the market, including the "T"-shaped area outside.

After a quick glance, he soon saw several familiar faces, including Yang Tantou, Wanneng, Xue Houzi, Xu Dazi and others.

But he didn't rush to greet them and just walked around the stalls.

Near the west gate of the market, there is a stall selling various porcelains. They do not look very old and are basically modern items.

Among them is a pair of large hand-painted colorful vases about 1.5 meters high, which are very eye-catching.

There is a landscape painted on the surface.

There are patterns of mountains, rivers, pavilions, fishing pictures, fishing boats, pine trees and cranes.

The bottleneck is very long and has the characters "招财进宝" (bringing wealth and treasure) written on it.

The whole bottle looks very thick and beautiful.

"Boss, how much is this big vase?"

As he was looking at it, someone asked the price.

He is a fat man about 40 years old.

"3000 bucks a pair!"

The stall owner was in his fifties and was from another place. He glanced at the man asking the price and said to him casually.

"What about the smaller pair?"

The man pointed to a pair of bottles about one meter high and asked the price.

This vase is made of blue and white porcelain, painted with phoenix and peony.

"1500!"

The stall owner continued to negotiate the price.

"What about this single one?"

This time we are talking about a hand-painted pastel vase that is about half a meter high.

The painting depicts "Flowers in Bloom and Prosperity".

"600! If you want it, I'll sell it to you at a break-even price. I bought it for 600!"

The stall owner thought about it and said to him.

If I bought it ten years ago, it might really cost 600.

"Will you sell it for 50? I'll take it for 50. Aren't people who sell antiques and the like selling them at a loss? It's similar to stocks. Many people invest in stocks, and quite a few sell them at a loss."

The fat man, about 40 years old, pointed at the vase and bargained.

The price is quite harsh, it is a bargain price, even a half price.

"50, I might as well smash it, you're not the buyer."

After hearing the price of 50 he offered, the stall owner was obviously a little angry, but he still held back.

"Then I'll add some money and give you 100. If you can't sell it, I'll leave!"

The fat man said again.

The 50-year-old street vendor ignored what he said but took action.

He picked up the "Flowers Bloom and Fortune Comes" vase and when it was about 1.3 meters high, he threw it towards the open space behind him.

With a "bang", the vase hit the concrete floor and broke into many pieces.

"I won't sell it to you even if I smash it!"

Looking at the fat man who was about 40 years old, the stall owner said.

It seems like "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated."

Seeing the stall owner like this, the fat man left, but after walking a few meters away, Wu Yuansheng vaguely heard him say "idiot".

"Boss, you are impulsive. Even if it can only be sold for 100, it is still 100 yuan. Now that it is broken, it is worthless!"

Not long after, someone nearby who saw this said to him.

"Yeah! Boss, if everyone who comes here bargains like this, you'll have to sell everything on your stall. Businessman, don't be impulsive!"

Someone else said.

"I feel happy when I smash one, it makes me feel better! He certainly won't smash all the things. There are very few people who bargain like him, usually he will bargain in half.

The fat guy just now was paying back the money. He paid 600 yuan for a 50 yuan item. Even if he hired someone to make it, the money would be more than that.”

After listening to the discussions around him, the stall owner said.

“Boss, you may feel relieved, but you have lost your things. You smashed things to relieve your anger, but you are the one who loses money in the end.

Buying and selling are voluntary. If I can't reach the price you want, I won't sell it. It must not be easy for you to get that bottle from far away.

It is easy to damage something, but it is difficult or impossible to restore it. Don’t be so impulsive in the future and think twice before you act.”

Boss Su, who had previously opened a shop on Fengqing Street and later moved to Tai'an Antique City, was also nearby. He saw this and heard what the stall owner said, and said to him.

After saying this, everyone around him felt that what he said made sense.

After all, most of the people who come here are those who understand life and have experience, and are no longer impulsive.

"It's nothing. I've smashed it, so I'll smash it. Everyone, take a look and see if anyone wants anything. This thing of mine is not very old. If anyone likes it, you can bargain for it, but you can't destroy it like that person just now!"

The boss who sells porcelain is also a very honest person. He did not boast that his things are old, such as those from the Republic of China, the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty.