Siheyuan: The legacy of Wei Wu, I can simplify everything

Chapter 117 The nine admirals don’t follow the rules?

Chapter 117 The nine admirals don’t follow the rules?
"How many?"

The young man in front of him looked a little shrewd and looked at Ye Ming a few times.

But fortunately, he has now collected a lot of meat from Ye Ming.

He rolled his eyes and said.

"brother,"

"If you really want to buy it, I'll tell you the honest price!"

"A-class cigarette tickets cost one yuan a pack, and B-class cigarette tickets cost ten cents a pack."

"Ok?"

The price was indeed beyond Ye Ming's expectations.

After all, these days, a pack of first-class cigarettes only costs a few cents, but a pack of first-class cigarette tickets costs a dollar?
"Dude,"

"Isn't the price a bit high?"

"There's not much left,"

"Brother, don't even think about it. Who can afford to smoke these first-class cigarettes?"

Ye Ming couldn't help but nod.

indeed.

One level higher than Class A cigarettes are special cigarettes, which are Panda cigarettes.

At the level of the workshop director of the steel rolling mill, he only smoked at the front door on weekdays. Director Yang and others only smoked peonies.

Therefore, there is a jingle called "Senior cadres smoke peonies, mid-level cadres smoke fragrant mountains, workers, peasants and soldiers get [-] cents, and poor and lower-middle peasants enjoy the rolls (cannons)!"

"Row,"

"I want all the first-class cigarettes, but you have to give me the second-class cigarette tickets as a gift."

"Chengchengcheng,"

"This is my first business. If you make less, just make less!"

The young man agreed readily.

It is not ruled out that it is because Ye Ming made a lot of money from the last transaction.

Followed by.

Ye Ming bought 20 first-class cigarette tickets from the young man for [-] yuan, plus [-] free second-class cigarette tickets.

of course.

Naturally, I kept this first-class cigarette ticket for myself when I was done.

The remaining second-class cigarette tickets.

Whether you keep it as a gift or give it to your father-in-law, it is a good choice.

after this.

Ye Ming also continued to browse the black market and bought a Xuande furnace that looked good.

"Ok?"

Suddenly seeing a stall with various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, Ye Ming paused slightly and looked at it for a few times.

of course.

Besides him, there was another old man who was also looking at him.

But the rule when it comes to shopping these days is that the person who sees it first is eligible to trade with the stall owner.

Unless the other party puts down the item and expresses clearly that he no longer wants it, others can go up and ask for the price.

During this process, you cannot speak casually.

Otherwise it is breaking the rules!

After all, the antique industry is all about discernment, and the biggest fear is that peers compete with each other to raise prices, and then take advantage of the boss.

of course.

What deserves Ye Ming's attention is that the old man's appearance is similar to that of Silly Zhu's father He Daqing in his memory.

But he is more than 20 years older than He Daqing.

Beside the other party, there was a sluggish-looking child who was also looking at the things on the stall attentively.

"He Daqing?"

"No...this can't be Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, right?"

"What about this kid, Han Chunming?"

For example, in the drama "Under the Zhengyang Family", Han Chunming and others returned home just when they were about to take the college entrance examination.

But that was ten years later.

In this way, it is consistent with the character of this drama.

even so.

Ye Ming didn't mean to speak, but looked at the things on the stall by himself.

how to say.

There are indeed many genuine products on the black market, but there are also many fake ones.

Especially many of them are ghost artifacts, which are the burial objects that the native masters pulled out of the coffins.

certainly.The more I have come into contact with antiques, the less taboo I have about these things.

After some searching.

Ye Ming first took a fancy to a snuff bottle that was probably from the Kangxi period.

Then he glanced a few more times and found that what was in the hands of the nine-door admiral Guan Laozi was probably the most valuable thing in this stall.

"really,"

"The one with this kind of vision must be Mr. Guan!"

After all, Ye Ming knew.

This nine-door admiral has a whole room of treasures hidden in his courtyard.

The only one who can compete with the other party in the plot.

He was probably the one who seemed to be carved out of the same mold as the third uncle!
"and many more,"

Just when Ye Ming was about to talk to the stall owner and ask about the price of the snuff bottles, he noticed a painting on the stall that he had previously ignored.

This painting.

It is a painting from the Republic of China, and it is signed by a painter who is not very famous.

It might be worth a few bucks in future generations.

As for now.

It’s something that would be an eyesore even if hung at home!
However, Ye Ming's antique appreciation skills reminded him that there seemed to be another reason for this painting!

Thinking of the plots in some novels and film and television dramas, Ye Ming's heart moved, and he seemed to have thought of some possibility.

Then he quietly discussed the prices of the two items with the boss!
but.

This boss is probably a veteran in the black market, and his asking price is quite ruthless.

Especially for the snuff bottle, he didn't give in at all. He didn't pay much attention to the painting next to him.

"okay,"

"Boss, your price is indeed a bit high...I want this painting too!"

Since Uncle Guan, the nine-door admiral, was "watching eagerly" beside him, Ye Ming was also worried about what the old fox would see, so he spoke.

"This……"

However this time.

Mr. Guan, who originally didn't care much, heard the argument between Ye Ming and the stall owner, and his eyes fell on the painting.

He stretched out his palm to look at the painting.

"Snapped,"

Ye Ming also had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed the sleeve of the nine-door admiral and said with a half-smile.

"Old man, this is because you are not following the rules!"

"What rules?"

"Isn't this just for people to see? You didn't pay for it anyway!"

"Hey,"

Ye Ming also laughed angrily.

He knew that the old fox, Admiral Jiumen, was deliberately pretending to be stupid.

He is obviously an expert.

But he insisted on pretending to be ignorant like this cute new guy, so he had to lower his face to look at this painting!

"Row,"

"Old man, didn't you say I didn't pay?"

"I bought this snuff bottle and painting!"

With that said, he took out the money and stuffed it into the stall owner's hand without hesitation, rolled up the snuff bottle and the painting and got up.

The stall owner wanted to take advantage of the dispute between Ye Ming and Mr. Guan to raise the price.

But after noticing Ye Ming's warning eyes, he silently put the money in his pocket.

And this time.

Mr. Guan also had a grimace on his face, looking at the jade pendant in his hand and preparing to bargain with the stall owner!
"This jade is good, I want it!"

However, at this time, Ye Ming spoke lightly.

As he spoke, he took money out of his pocket, as if he was not short of money.

Grandpa Guan:  …

Got it!
He also knew that Ye Ming was repaying his previous unruly behavior and deliberately raising the price with him!

"Sorry, little brother,"

"I forgot the rules just now, I'm sorry!"

"rule?"

"Old man, why can't I understand what rules you are talking about?"

"I just looked at Yushunyan and wanted to buy it!"

Ye Ming also looked at Mr. Guan unceremoniously and grinned.

(End of this chapter)