Reborn in the 1970s, heading towards a happy life

Zhang Jialing made an appointment with Feng Jianhui on the phone for a meeting place, then went back to the house to tidy up, left a note for Qi Xian, and then left the house.

After leaving the military compound, we walked along the road for about ten minutes, turned around again, and walked into an antique street. The shops on both sides looked like the shops on ancient streets.

At a corner, I looked around. Since it was just morning, there were not many people around. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I took out the two antiques I picked out last night and held them in my arms. I came to a shop that was being renovated and looked at the brand new plaque on it, Quwanzhai. Could this be an antique shop in the future?

Zhang Jialing walked in and saw a young man in his twenties talking to a middle-aged man. Zhang Jialing guessed that he was Feng Jianhui, but when he saw the two talking, he did not step forward immediately out of politeness. He was standing at the door waiting.

After Feng Jianhui explained the matter to the shopkeeper he hired, he turned around and saw Zhang Jialing standing at the door. He was also startled, but he quickly came to his senses.

"Are you Comrade Zhang Jialing?"

Zhang Jialing nodded.

"Are you...Feng Jianhui?"

Feng Jianhui laughed.

"It's me, come in with me!"

After Feng Jianhui finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards a door of the store, but he said in his heart: Brother Qin has good taste. This Jialing is really good-looking. Among the many beauties he has seen, this one is at least ninety percent better. Five points, alas, it's a pity that Brother Qin picked the peach. It's a pity.

Zhang Jialing naturally didn't know what Feng Jianhui was thinking, so she followed Feng Jianhui into the back of the store. The first thing that appeared in front of him was a courtyard surrounded by houses, and then he entered the room.

"Let me call you Sister Zhang! It feels more comfortable this way. Calling your name always feels a bit awkward."

Zhang Jialing smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll call you Brother Feng!"

After speaking, he placed the two antique boxes on the table.

"Brother Feng, let's take a look."

Feng Jianhui saw that Zhang Jialing was straight to the point without being pretentious, so he stopped being polite. He first poured Zhang Jialing a cup of tea, then came to the table and looked at the box on the table. He reached out and opened the box above, and a jade bottle appeared. in front of me.

Feng Jianhui immediately widened his eyes and looked at the jade bottle in the box with a look of obsession. After a long while, he picked it up and looked at it carefully. Then he picked up the magnifying glass on the side and looked at it carefully again. got up.

Zhang Jialing is very confident about this antique, mainly because it is impossible for the ancestors to put fakes and the like into the space, since the things that are put into the space must be treasures.

Feng Jianhui looked at it for about half an hour, and then gently put the jade bottle down. Looking at his appearance, she knew that she had already identified the jade bottle.

I saw him taking out something from the box below again. It was an inkstone, which looked very mottled. Moreover, because of the long time of use, the middle of the inkstone was deeply dented, but Feng Jianhui still observed it carefully for a long time. , then put it down gently.

"Sister, although I am sure that these two items are genuine, we still need to find a professional to estimate the price. Wait a minute, I think someone will be here soon."

Zhang Jialing nodded.

"Okay, I know Brother Feng won't cheat me."

Feng Jianhui couldn't laugh or cry when he heard these words. How could he cheat her? If he cheated her, he would probably not be able to survive when Brother Qin came back.

Because the valuation professionals hadn't arrived yet, the two of them just chatted wordlessly.

"Sister, tell the truth, why are you thinking of selling these antiques? You know they will be more valuable in a few years!"

Zhang Jialing curled her lips and smiled, with the dimples looming at the corners of her mouth. Feng Jianhui cursed Qin Lang in his heart. This ended his possibility of pursuing the beauty in advance.

"I actually needed money urgently, so I sold these two antiques. If I hadn't needed money urgently, I wouldn't have sold them."

While the two were talking, they heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Feng Jianhui immediately stood up and went out to greet them. Zhang Jialing also stood up. He couldn't stay seated. That would be very impolite.

There were greetings outside the door, and then Feng Jianhui walked in with an old man about fifty or sixty years old. The old man had gray hair, but he was in good spirits. He had smiling eyes and looked like a Maitreya Buddha. Of course This is just a spiritual resemblance, because he is very thin, but he does not look like Maitreya Buddha. There is an eye hanging around his neck, and there is a rope tied to the eye's leg. Maybe he is afraid of falling!

"Mr. Xu, this is Sister Zhang, and she is also the antique sent by this girl. Take a look and estimate the price. You also know that I like it, but I don't understand the price. Also, this price It must be the highest price, and I don’t intend to make any money. Whoever buys it will pay the same price.”

When Mr. Xu heard this, he glanced at Feng Jianhui strangely, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and walked up to the table, picked up the jade bottle, and started looking at it.

Mr. Xu, perhaps because of his old eyesight, stared at the jade bottle for a long time with his glasses on. Then he put down the jade bottle and picked up the inkstone and started looking at it. After another half an hour, Mr. Xu looked at Feng Jianhui and said.

"Boss Feng, these two things are both good things. This jade bottle is from the Western Han Dynasty. If you want to get the highest price, it should not exceed 20,000 yuan. This inkstone should be from the Song Dynasty. The highest price is Don’t exceed eight thousand yuan, that’s the highest price.”

After Mr. Xu finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Jialing and said.

"Little girl! These two things of yours can only be sold for up to fifteen thousand yuan in other stores. I don't know why Mr. Feng wants to accept them even if he doesn't make any money, but the price I estimate is not It’s pretty high.”

Although Zhang Jialing doesn't understand it very well, money is valuable now, but it doesn't mean that money will be worthless in future generations. Now it can be sold for 28,000 yuan, which has exceeded his estimate and is already very good.

Moreover, Mr. Xu actually spoke for Feng Jianhui and sought favors. He seemed to have a somewhat upright character.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu. Brother Feng is willing to take care of me. I am very grateful. I will naturally remember this kindness and I will definitely repay Brother Feng if I have the opportunity in the future."

Hearing Zhang Jialing's words, Mr. Xu laughed.

"Okay, now that the price has been estimated, I'm leaving."

Feng Jianhui and Zhang Jialing quickly got up and sent Mr. Xu out, then turned around.

"Sister Zhang, wait until I have someone come to get the money."

Half an hour later, Feng Jianhui came over carrying a bag.

"Sister, this is 28,000 yuan. You click on it. If there are no mistakes, then we will get everything we paid for."

Zhang Jialing looked at the money in the bag and saw that it was all in great unity, twenty-eight bundles in total, which was twenty-eight thousand yuan, and nodded.

"The money is counted correctly, then I will go back first."

After Zhang Jialing and Feng Jianhui said goodbye, they walked out of Quwanzhai and walked to the corner of an alley before throwing the bag directly into the space.