Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"One hundred and fifty dollars, if it works, I'll move out, if it doesn't, I'll leave!"

Xu Damao slapped his thigh with a look of gnashing teeth.

"Then I'll be at a big loss! I bought this thing back for 160 yuan. Even if you don't want me to make a profit, don't let me lose money!"

The stall owner looked helpless.

"Then there's nothing to discuss. Alas, I really like this pair of vases, but unfortunately I have no chance to get them. I hope we can meet again if we are lucky enough."

Xu Damao was talking while pushing the bicycle with one foot on the pedal and the other foot ready to push off the ground and slide away.

"Okay! Since you really like the pair of vases, I'll help you out! I'll give you the 150 yuan! Even if it's a loss, it's fine!"

The stall owner stopped Xu Damao who was about to slide away with a sad face.

"Then I'd like to thank you, big brother!"

Xu Damao parked his bicycle, walked over, counted the money and handed it to the stall owner.

"Brother, you don't have to do it. I'll do it myself. This bottle is quite heavy. Since I've already sold it to you at a loss, there's no need to put in the effort."

Xu Damao stopped the stall owner from coming over to help move the vase, and he simply carried the vase and the base and put it into the basket of the bicycle.

After four trips back and forth, which took a lot of effort, Xu Damao asked the stall owner for some kraft paper for packaging and left the stall directly.

Hehe, I found a bargain again. What the stall owner said was right. This verb is definitely something from a wealthy family.

What the stall owner said about this vase is correct. It is from the late Qing Dynasty and the price is reasonable, but these two bases are not ordinary.

Its shape is like a big drum, but the drum surface is sunken about three centimeters, which is just the right size to hold a vase.

Although this is a wooden flowerpot base, when Xu Damao weighed it, it felt like he was picking up a lump of iron, and it was very heavy.

This thing is a Hainan Huanghuali flower pot base, which can only be owned by wealthy families! Maybe the base is too dirty, or maybe the vendor thinks the vase is more important and precious than the base, so Xu Damao picked it up.

I weighed the huanghuali base again and it felt like it was about thirty pounds, very heavy.

After finding a secluded place, Xu Damao took advantage of the night to store the pair of vases and their bases into his personal space.

After that, Xu Damao started looking for an empty space to set up a stall and sell fish, and by the way, he placed Man Che's Huanghuali Zen stool on the straw mat.

There were not many customers coming to the ghost market at this time. Xu Damao took advantage of this opportunity to go to the stall next door to buy two cups of jasmine tea. After all, he had not drunk water for such a long time and his mouth was very thirsty.

There was an old man selling tea nearby, charging three cents for a cup. Xu Damao generously paid ten cents for two porcelain cups and said he didn't need the change.

He returned to his stall, placed the jasmine tea on the Zen stool, brought out a small stool and sat beside it, sipping the tea leisurely.

Looking at Xu Damao's current state, he doesn't look like he is selling things at the stall, but rather like he is having fun here.

Customers came by one after another, and Xu Damao also sold a few fish. Half an hour passed like this.

Xu Damao is now worried about how to sell this Zen stool, but without exception, the customers at Xu Damao's stall are all attracted by the big fish in the basin, and no one notices the Huanghuali Zen stool in front of Xu Damao.

There were also some customers with keen eyes who discovered that the fish in Xu Damao's basin were extremely resilient and were wild fish. Perhaps because the distance was a bit far, Xu Damao directly placed the Zen stool next to the large wooden basin.

"Little brother, is this table used to kill fish?"

After selling a few more fish, Xu Damao finally waited for the customer who came to inquire about the table.

"No, no, how can I bear to use such a nice table to kill fish? Besides, I don't have a knife to kill fish, so there is no way to kill fish. If you want to buy fish, you can only take it home and kill it yourself."

When meeting a customer who was interested in the table, Xu Damao was no longer in a hurry and turned the topic to the fish.

"This fish is not bad, come and get me a big one."

"okay!"

Two minutes later, the transaction was completed. The old man did not leave immediately with a big grass carp weighing more than four pounds. He stretched out his other hand to touch the Zen stool, then took the lantern and began to examine it carefully.

At this time, another customer came to buy fish. Xu Damao immediately came over, pretending to not care about the old man, and went about his own business.

"Young man, I like your table very much. How about selling it to me?"

When he saw the customer who bought fish walk away and there was no one around, the old man walked up to Xu Damao and spoke quietly.

"Grandpa, the price of this table and this fish is different. It's much more expensive. Are you sure you want it?"

"Young man, you tell me the price and I'll see if it's suitable."

"Two thousand dollars! This is the cheapest price. No bargaining. If you want it, take it at this price."

Xu Damao stopped pretending and came clean. This kind of thing would never sell if he pretended to be stupid.

"Don't be ridiculous, young man. How can this table be worth two thousand dollars? It's a joke."

The old man was a little stunned and shook his head, with obvious disappointment in his tone.

"Then please."

"You're selling this thing too expensive, young man."

"I know whether it's expensive or not. If you want to buy it, just pay the price I give you."

"I'm not stupid."

The old man shook his head and walked away with the grass carp.

Xu Damao did not make a random offer but made the decision after careful consideration.

A Zen stool of the same model in the previous life was sold for more than two million yuan at an auction.

Of course, in this era, society is still not very stable, and there are still many Kuomintang spies lurking everywhere. The bandit suppression in the southwest and northwest has just been completed two years ago, and the entire region is still not very stable.

Gold is valuable in troubled times, and antiques are valuable in prosperous times. Therefore, in the past, society was prosperous and stable, and the value of antiques was extremely high, which is incomparable to the present era.

In addition, although Huanghuali is extremely rare, its value has not yet risen to the outrageous level it was in the past.

Xu Damao has lowered the price a lot and finally arrived at this price.

Originally, the old man wanted to bargain for the price, and Xu Damao could take advantage of the situation and sell it at a lower price, but what Xu Damao didn't expect was that the old man just left.

About half an hour later, Xu Damao had sold two large basins of fish. During this time, he secretly took out a large fish from his personal space and put it in the basin, which also sold for a lot of money.

"Close the stall!"

Xu Damao shouted softly, poured the water in the large basin to the base of the city wall, and placed the basin on the back seat of the bicycle with both hands.

"Young man, it's still early, are you closing up your stall already?"