Plane Merchant's Family History

Lu Bo hurriedly picked up the pen holder, always worried that the black hole would disappear and he would drop the thing again. He didn't understand jade, but it didn't prevent him from feeling the warm texture.

Here Lu Bo was immersed in the joy of his first successful transaction, while Duanmu Huifeng frowned slightly, and said casually, "So light?"

Since Lu Bo exchanged a useless mineral water bottle for an antique, even after the transaction was completed, he still smiled and put on a good after-sales attitude, "This material is not easy to break, so it is light .”

Duanmu Huifeng's face softened.

Lu Bo had an idea, and said again: "I have a container made of a material here, which is precious and fragile, and it is also completely transparent, and the weight is much heavier than this."

Duanmu Huifeng pondered for a moment, "You're talking about Liuli?"

Lu Bo originally wanted to say it was glass, but he didn't correct it in the end. Instead, he followed him and said, "Yes, it's glass, transparent glass."

Duanmu Huifeng's voice was faint, not very enthusiastic, "Oh, can you show me?"

Lu Bo also wanted to show him, but who would bring a glass when he came to live in the school?

"I don't have any at hand now, give me a day to prepare."

Duanmu Huifeng nodded understandingly. Seeing that Lu Bo sold the bottle, he didn't feel bad at all. He guessed that this kind of bottle should be something that ordinary people can use in the opponent's plane. After preparing it specially, I guessed that the colored glaze thing was a precious thing.

But how did he know that it wasn't that the glass was precious, but that Lu Bo's situation today was special. If he had made the deal one day earlier, when Lu Bo was still at home, he would have easily found the glass.

"I don't know what the price of the transparent glass that Mr. Lu said is? If it's too high, I won't think about it." Duanmu Huifeng deliberately said this because he remembered the plane businessman he had contacted before. A palm-sized glazed cup actually asked for a gold brick.

Lu Bo thought for a while. Although glass was precious to the ancients, it was a luxury item. He was not sure what kind of wealth Duanmu Huifeng was in ancient times. He was satisfied with the ornaments, so he said, "The price is twice as much as the one you are holding now."

Duanmu Huifeng nodded. Seeing that the price was reasonable, he felt that Lu Bo was sincere and liked him. He made up his mind to cooperate for a long time in the future, and he was happy that he had good luck today.

"That's great, then let's make an appointment to meet at this time tomorrow. I'm looking forward to your glass vessel."

"Ok!"

"Farewell."

"Goodbye."

The two cut off the communication, Duanmu Huifeng disappeared as if the slide was turned off, and Lu Bo stood in the shop for a while, then roared excitedly in his heart, "If you don't tell me, no one will Do you want to see my mineral water bottle?"

"Uh..." Qiongwei lacked confidence in his previous assertion, but soon regained his dignity and aloofness, and hummed, "It's your shit luck!"

"Hey, I've completed a deal!" Lu Bo automatically filtered out what he didn't want to hear, holding the Shanfeng pen holder, and couldn't put it down.

Qiong's voice suddenly became very serious, but there was still a hint of joy that could be heard, "The trial plane merchant Lu Bo has completed the trial task and has been promoted to become an official plane merchant with a level of one."

Lu Bo still wanted to hear what he had to say, but Qiong stopped after finishing the sentence, "Don't you say that you can unlock more functions after upgrading? What permissions do I have now?"

Qiong said: "You are now at level one, your permissions remain the same, the size of the store remains the same, and the trial mission is just a formality."

Lu Bo slumped his shoulders in disappointment.

"However, when you reach the second level, the size of the store can be doubled. As a guide, I can make a virtual image in the store to assist you in completing the transaction."

This upgrade reward is really tasteless, it’s a pity to eat it and throw it away, but Lu Bo has just reaped the benefits, and it is the time when he is most enthusiastic about plane transactions, "How to upgrade? How many transactions do you need to complete?"

"No, if you can upgrade just by completing a few transactions, then two stores that are acquainted with each other can exchange turnover, just like Taobao's reputation."

"..." Lu Bo thought that Qiong knew even this.

"In order to prevent plane merchants from exploiting such loopholes, the system has its own set of judgment rules. When you can upgrade, I will remind you as a guide."

Lu Bo felt that Qiong's rhetoric was too ethereal.

But he didn't care about it now, and exited the plane shop with a mountain pen holder in high spirits.

After lying on the bed and looking at it for a while, Lu Bo wrapped the things in a T-shirt.

Before he knew it, Lu Bo fell asleep again, and this time he slept very soundly, until there was a rustling sound in the room.

Lu Bo opened his eyes, and found that it was already daylight outside, and Jiang Bo was making the quilt on the bed. Even though he deliberately moved lightly, the iron bed still creaked unavoidably. The sound of grinding teeth was interrupted for a short time, and then returned to normal soon after.

Jiang Bo got off the bed lightly, and then went to the water room with the toiletries. He didn't notice it during the day, but only found out in this quiet morning that the door hinge of the dormitory seemed to be rusted. When the door was opened, there was a series of creaking sounds. sound.

After he went out, Lu Bo got up, put the Shanfeng pen holder wrapped in a T-shirt into his schoolbag, and after packing, he also took the toiletries and left the house. The corridor was quiet, and it was not a class day. Most people would not get up so early, and when they came to the water room, they saw Jiang Bo brushing his teeth.

Jiang Bo spat out the water in his mouth and said apologetically, "Sorry, I woke you up."

"No, I went to bed early yesterday and woke up early today."

Jiang Bo nodded, and the two of them brushed their teeth silently. When they returned to the room, Jiang Bo took out two bags of bread from the cabinet and handed them to Lu Bo while saying, "I don't know if the cafeteria will open so early today. , eat some bread."

Lu Bo waved his hand and refused, "I won't eat, I have something to do today, so I'll go out first."

"Oh."

Lu Bo put his schoolbag on his back, and said goodbye to Jiang Bo again in a low voice, "I'm going first!"

"Well, slow down on the road."

Lu Bo breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the house. He didn't think the dormitory was oppressive. It's just that the classmates he just met were polite and rusty in communication, and when he thought of the things in his bag, he forgot everything.

The antique market in city b is very famous, even Lu Bo has heard of it, and after leaving the school, he hailed a taxi. The driver was very surprised when he heard that he was going to the antique street. After all, that street belongs to the category of antiques , it is not the same as another tourist antique street in the opposite direction of city b.

The car drove for two hours. Fortunately, the location of G University is a bit remote, and the traffic congestion along the way is not serious. It was not until the checkout, the three-digit price, that Lu Bo realized that he actually called a taxi instead of taking the subway. , Taking the bus, he felt pain when he paid for it, blaming himself for being too impatient.

After getting out of the car, Lu Bo stood on the street and watched. Even if it was not a weekend, the street was still crowded with various stalls. Whether it is copper pots and pots, wood carvings and stone carvings, gold, silver and jade wares, shadow puppet New Year pictures, four treasures of the study, red old things, there are all kinds of things. It is dazzling at first glance. But how many antiques are there if they are all real?

Lu Bo had a premonition that he was about to be tricked.

Lu Bo walked over slowly, and couldn't help but be attracted by the things on the stalls. Hearing the hype from those bosses, he wanted to buy one or two back. He silently recited ten times in his heart, "It's better to buy than to sell", and resolutely covered it. Tight wallet.

Walking into an antique-looking shop, the furniture inside is all retro, and the aroma is lingering. Unlike the noisy outside, the shop is very quiet.

There was an elderly man standing behind the table. Although he knew that the older he got, the more oily he would be, but looking at the other person's gray hair, he still felt convinced.

"Young man, what are you looking for?" Xu Shi Lu Bo didn't seem to want to buy anything. The old man's question was not enthusiastic, but seemed to be a routine with no ups and downs.

"I want to sell something." The mandarin spoken by the other party was very natural, but when Lu Bo said it himself, he felt a little hypocritical, and he tried his best to keep his voice normal.

Only then did the old man look up at Lu Bo carefully, as if he wanted to judge whether he was here to cheat or if there was something real to do by looking at him, "What is it, let's take a look."

Lu Bo opened his schoolbag and found the t-shirt that was balled up inside. The old man frowned when he saw that he had packed it like this, and at the same time put on his glasses.

"You always look at this." Lu Bo turned out the pen holder inside, and at the same time secretly observed the old man's expression.

When the old man saw the pen holder, his face changed several times. At first, he was a little annoyed. He put his hands on his temples and seemed to take off his glasses. He had to catch it, and at the same time he let out a sigh, put the glasses back on, held them with both hands, and rubbed them carefully.

After a while, the old man took out a small flashlight from the side, took a photo on the pen holder, and then changed to a magnifying glass. He looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to find some flaws from it, and finally exhaled, with a dark smile on his face. With a thick smile, "Not bad, not bad, you are real Moyu! It's rare to find such pure Moyu."

Lu Bo was flattered by the compliment, "Look how much this is worth."

The old man raised his hand and compared, "Eight thousand."

With a bang, the corners of Lu Bo's lips dropped immediately, because there was too much difference between his psychological price and his.

Seemingly seeing Lu Bo's dissatisfaction, the old man immediately explained: "Your black jade is not bad, but the value of this piece of jade is only eight thousand."

"I'm still an antiquity! Doesn't it have historical value?"

The old man sighed, "I think the carver looks like an antique, but there is no mark on the whole body, and this thing looks very new, so it may be copied by later generations. I will give you a price, which is also the price of this pure jade." .”

Lu Bo calmed down now, and asked, "What if this is really an antique? How much is it worth?"

The old man smiled, "Young man, you are a layman if you say this. Antiques pay attention to a history. If yours is from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the price will be a few thousand more. If it is from the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, the price can be doubled. I know you are wondering why the price is not high even if it is from the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, because yours is too simple, there is not even an inscription on it. For example, yours was made by an unknown person in the Song Dynasty. It can be turned up again, if it is done by a celebrity, then it can be doubled more than ten times, and even if it is bestowed by the emperor, it will be a sky-high price."

Lu Bo felt that he was fooled, and at the same time secretly thought that he would choose something with the inscription to trade next time, but he couldn't believe that this ink jade pen holder was only worth [-] based on this person's one-sided words, "Okay, I'll see it later. Let's see."

There was no regret on the old man's face. When Lu Bo put away his pen holder and was about to leave with his schoolbag on his back, he said slowly, "Young man, it's better to go out and compare prices. If you really want to make a move, I'll give you up to ten thousand."

"kindness."

Lu Bo knew that his expectations were too high. He originally thought that the real antiques would cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. After that, he entered many shops, and the prices they offered were all about the same, and the explanations were similar. This thing can’t be confirmed In the dynasties, it was sold for the price of jade.

In the end, Lu Bo went back to the first one and sold the Moyushanfeng pen holder for 1 yuan. Originally, Lu Bo was a little disappointed because the value was different from his ideal value. In the end, all disappointments disappeared, and he should be content with a mineral water bottle in exchange for [-] yuan.