I carry a space ring: Travel back to 1939

Half an hour later, Gu Wenxuan put all the gold and silver dollars in the bank's vault into his own space, and then selected a lot of old banknotes.

It is estimated that he earned a lot of money tonight, definitely more than 500 million yuan.

He walked out of the American Huaqi Bank very happily.

He rushed back to his home in Peking overnight.

After returning home, he fell asleep immediately. Of course, no one in his family knew he was out.

Gu Wenxuan slept in a room in the courtyard of his mother's house.

His mother knew that he had been very busy and exhausted in the past few days, so she did not wake him up to eat in the morning. She just instructed the maids that as soon as the young master got up, they should immediately bring the delicious breakfast to his room and not let her son go hungry.

Gu Wenxuan slept until noon.

He jumped out of bed, opened the door of his room, and went to the yard to wash up.

A servant had already placed breakfast on the small table in his room.

Gu Wenxuan happily ate this lunch breakfast.

Yes, he ate very happily, because he was really very hungry. Last night, he had spent a long time laboriously selecting food from someone else's vault.

After finishing his meal, he went to his own shop to take a look. Of course, his mother was the only one in the shop.

I don't know where his father has gone now.

Anyway, mother Jiang Xueling doesn't care about his father anymore. She is used to running her own business on her own.

However, today Gu Wenxuan's father Gu Hengzhi took the blue and white bowls that Gu Wenxuan brought back, took two out, and said he was going to check the market price.

Jiang Xueling saw her son leaving and hurried out to greet him.

He used the handkerchief in his hand to brush off the non-existent dust on Gu Wenxuan's body.

"Son, are you awake? Have you had breakfast?"

Jia Wenxuan stretched lazily: "I've eaten, mom! How's business lately!"

"Business hasn't been very good in the past two years, mainly because fewer people are buying high-end stationery. You know you can't make much money with ordinary paper and ink! I can only say that I can make enough to cover my expenses."

Gu Wenxuan now has a way to make money, and he doesn't want his mother to be overworked. When he heard that he didn't make money, he said to her.

"How about you just close this business, it's not making any money anyway, don't overwork yourself!"

Jiang Xueling smiled and hit her son, but she felt very happy in her heart. After all, her son still cared about her.

"You can't just close a business. Our family business has been around for hundreds of years, and it can't be ruined in my hands.

Besides, no matter how unprofitable it is, our family can still support dozens of people. If we close it, these dozens of people will have no place to live! And we still have a large number of people to support in our hometown, so we can't stop this business easily."

Gu Wenxuan had not thought about these problems before. He just thought that there was no money to be made and his mother was very tired, so there was no need to continue. He did not expect that these businesses would support so many ordinary people.

"Oh, mother, I haven't thought about so many problems. It seems that I am really not suitable for doing business!"

Mother Jiang Xueling laughed and scolded: "So you are waiting for me here, you just don't want to inherit the family business, do you think I don't know?

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to inherit the family business. You can marry a good wife to me and I will train her up and let her manage the family business.

Your mother doesn't care, just like your father, you can be a boss who sits on his hind legs."

Listening to my mother's wishful thinking, Gu Wenxuan felt a headache. He wanted to sneak away and go to the detective team to check it out. He hadn't been to the detective team for a few days.

At this time, he saw his father coming back excitedly.

As soon as Gu Hengzhi walked into his shop and saw his wife and son there, he spoke to them excitedly.

"Wenxuan, do you know that I took two Zhengde bowls and asked the shop in front. They all offered 800 yuan for each bowl, so I sold it to them. Do you think it's cheap?"

Gu Wenxuan knew about the blue and white Zhengde style bowls, and he had a lot of them.

800 yuan is neither high nor low, so just sell it.

"It can be sold for 800 yuan. We have to make some money. 1000 yuan should be no problem. But we still have a lot. We don't care if it's a little more or a little less."

Jiang Xueling was a little surprised when she heard this.

"The two broken bowls you took out cost 800 yuan each, so you sold them for 1600 yuan, right?"

Gu Hengzhi felt a little regretful after asking this question. He should have said that he sold it for 700 yuan, leaving 200 yuan for himself to buy two better sparrows!

He took out a silver note worth 1500 ocean dollars and gave it to his wife Jiang Xueling.

"I left 100 yuan to have tea with Wenshan and his friends. They introduced me to this business."

Jiang Xueling didn't care about the 100 dollars. Anyway, her son had given her so much money, so she didn't care about such a small amount of money. She just let the old guy go and drink tea and watch bird watching with his friends.

At this time Gu Hengzhi said to his son again.

"Son, let me tell you something. The boss of that shop sold those two bowls to a foreigner.

I heard that they sold it for 3000 dollars each. Don’t you think it’s infuriating?

Your uncle Wen and I secretly followed the foreigner and told him that we also have this Zhengde Dun-style bowl!

I asked him if he wanted it and the foreigner said he still wanted it. Do you think we can sell it to him?"

Gu Wenxuan couldn't help but look at his father. He didn't expect his father to be so clever. He even wanted to rob someone else.

But Gu Wenxuan thought about it and guessed that all these ideas were thought up by Wenshan.

How could my father, who is such a kind-hearted person, come up with such a wicked thing?

This kind of behavior of bullying other people's business has always been unpopular, but Gu Wenxuan is not a good person, and the price difference is too big.

The key is that the number of these dung bowls I have is quite large. One costs more than 2000 yuan, and 10 costs more than 2 yuan.

No matter how much you say, you have dozens of them, which is worth over 10 dollars. It doesn't matter if you lack a little virtue, as long as you don't lose the big virtue.

"Well, there are still quite a lot of these Zhengde blue and white mound-shaped bowls, and they can be sold to foreigners."

Gu Hengzhi was very happy when he heard that these bowls could be sold to foreigners.

He also knew that his son had brought back at least fifty or sixty of these bowls. Each bowl cost 3000 yuan, 10 bowls would cost 3 yuan, and 50 bowls would cost 15 yuan. He imagined the scene of 15 yuan in cash placed on the table, and he felt very happy just thinking about it.

What he didn't know was that there were all kinds of bowls in his son Gu Wenxuan's space, no less than hundreds of them. If he knew, he would probably be overjoyed.

"So, son, where do you think we should take these bowls to trade? Where is the safest place?" Gu Hengzhi asked excitedly.

Gu Wenxuan thought about it and said, "My family is not in the antique business, and I don't want to get involved with those foreigners.

You can take those bowls to Uncle Wenshan's antique shop and trade them. If the trade is successful, you can give Uncle Wenshan 50 yuan for each bowl."

Although Gu Hengzhi and Wenshan have been good friends for many years, when he heard that Wenshan wanted to borrow his antique shop for a deal and asked them to pay 50 dollars each to his family, he immediately shook his head like a wave drum.

"That won't work. 50 dollars for one bowl, that's too much!"