World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 475: Pulling goods

According to what Xia Xi had figured out before, Wu Jiajin was obsessed with gold, jewelry, and jade. Every day from nine to ten in the morning, he would personally visit the Hualin Street jewelry market. He might not necessarily buy anything, but he would definitely go shopping. One lap, equivalent to the digestion exercise after morning tea, has become a habit.

This guy is quite famous in the Hualin Street jewelry market and is known as Mr. Wu.

It was eight o'clock when we set off.

It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at the Hualin Street Jewelry Market.

Xiaozhu and I specially found a noodle restaurant to sit on the side.

Dai Lin pushed Xia Xi to the left gate of the jewelry market.

She took out the cardboard.

There are four big characters written on the cardboard: "I sold myself to save my brother."

What follows is an extremely miserable description.

"Brother and sister came to Guangzhou from Tibet. The elder brother works and the younger sister studies. The elder brother became ill due to overwork and suddenly suffered from advanced liver cirrhosis, ascites, nephritis, heart disease and many other diseases. I kindly ask kind-hearted people to help treat my elder brother (the total cost of treatment is estimated to be 200 million ), I am willing to live my life as a cow or a horse to repay you, to become a wife, a concubine, and a sister, depending on the benefactor’s decision. I will not accept donations, and I will bring some family heirloom treasures with me, and I will join the benefactor’s family together with the treasures.”

Next to it are the fake diagnosis certificate from the Second Affiliated Hospital that Xia Xi got yesterday, and some school honorary certificates that Dai Lin brought.

Dai Lin began to bow her head and kneel.

This girl has a naturally simple look.

In addition, Xia Xi hummed in pain from time to time on the four-wheeled scooter.

I feel like the scene really can’t be too real.

At that time, although all aspects of social security were much more chaotic than they are now.

But I have to say that people's hearts are really kinder than they are now.

The main reason is that liars were not as common as they are now, and everyone was willing to believe people.

The young and beautiful Tibetan girl knelt on the ground, and many people immediately gathered around her.

Dai Lin probably didn't expect that there would be so many people watching, so she seemed a little panicked, her face turned redder, and her head lowered even lower.

Some people started asking about Dai Lin.

Dai Lin followed the original script, stammering and answering everyone's questions nervously.

She must have felt that she acted poorly.

But this is exactly the effect I want.

Acting in true colors.

On the contrary, it appears more realistic.

There were many Tibetan treasures beside Dai Lin, such as thangkas, Gawu boxes, Sherpa beads, prayer wheels, etc.

Among them, the ancient jade Han Chan worth tens of thousands of gold was also in it, but it looked very inconspicuous.

A group of people started talking noisily.

"The little girl is so pitiful. This is equivalent to using herself and all her wealth to save her brother."

"It's a pity that I don't have 200 million, otherwise it would be nice to marry such a beautiful wife."

"You can pull her down. Your wife just died and she's not even over seven yet, so she wants to renew her relationship. I'm not afraid that your wife's dream will kill you!"

"I think those Tibetan treasures of hers are worth a lot of money, maybe 10,000+, right?"

"I don't know anything else, but if you sell the Gawu box jade beads to me, you will definitely get 5 yuan."

"..."

Some people started donating money to Dai Lin, ranging from 100 to [-] yuan.

Dai Lin hurriedly stopped, saying that she would not accept donations and would return the money to others.

Someone asked Dai Lin: "Little girl, sell all these things to me. I'll pay a higher price. How about 20?"

Dai Lin shook her head and replied: "These things are inherited from my family... I don't know how much they are worth, and I won't sell them. If there is a kind person who wants to save my brother, give all these things to him..."

I suddenly saw a bald man who looked like a jewelry store owner next to me. There were several clerks standing next to him, and they were whispering.

They all seemed to be staring at the ancient jade cicada.

Muttered for a while.Several people crowded over immediately.

The bald boss wanted to reach out and touch the ancient cicada.

When Dai Lin saw this, she immediately wrapped up all the things.

She timidly asked: "Boss, do you want to help my brother treat his illness?"

The bald boss replied: "No...little girl, let me see what you have."

Dai Lin replied: "You can look at it, but you can't touch it. Because my grandma told me that these things are very precious, and I'm afraid they will be damaged..."

The bald boss scratched his head when he heard this: "I won't break it, I just pick it up and take a look."

Dai Lin looked extremely scared. She quickly packed up her things, got up, and pushed Xia Xi away quickly.

When the bald man and the other guys saw this, their faces were filled with regret.

Because they had not touched the real thing and were not sure that it was Gao Gu Yu Han Chan, they had no choice but to give up.

Dai Lin's purpose of appearing today has been fully achieved.

After she left.

Xiaozhu and I entered the Hualin Street Jewelry Market and followed the bald boss.

Came to his shop.

The bald boss turned out to be a seller of ancient jade, and the shop was quite large.

No wonder he and several of his clerks had sharp eyes just now and could spot clues about Gao Gu Hanchan from a pile of treasures.

Several guys are applying maintenance oil to the jade at the moment.

The bald boss was lying on a recliner with a pot of tea in his hand and a radio next to him, listening to cross talk.

I knocked on the table: "Boss, how do you sell this jade ring?"

Hearing this, the bald boss looked up at us and said, "If you like the late clearance goods, take 5 yuan."

I chuckled and said, "Boss, do you have any ancient jade with cicadas for sale here?"

When the bald boss heard this, his face suddenly twitched and he immediately stood up from the recliner.

"Are you really good at joking? Where did I get that good thing from my little shop!"

He looked at us with great vigilance.

I raised my finger at the boss.

The bald boss looked at us repeatedly and walked over.

I asked in a low voice: "What's your last name, boss?"

The bald boss handed me a business card: "Your surname is Du, brother, did you mean something in what you just said?"

I replied: "There are no fake gongs in front of the Bodhisattva. My younger brother's surname is Liu, and he specializes in pulling goods. I have a good business that is very profitable, and I would like to introduce it to Boss Du. If the matter is successful, I will only charge a penny of profit. If The goods may be fake, just pull your arms and legs and do tricks, Boss Du can do whatever you want!"

There are two types of fiber drawing in the antique industry.

The first is fiber pulling. The fiber pulling person must be someone known to both the buyer and the seller. He can introduce both parties to the antique transaction based on his personal reputation. The commission is usually [-]% paid by the seller and [-]% paid by the buyer, also called [-]%. Break two.

The second type is fiber pullers. The fiber pullers only tell buyers where to buy genuine goods at low prices, or tell sellers where to buy genuine goods at high prices, and make money from the information difference.

Lahuoxian originally served tomb robbers.

Provide them with the right path to sell.

Because the buyer and seller do not know each other.

After the business ends, the buyer, seller, and the people in the middle forget about each other, avoiding the trouble of leaking information to each other, so there is a large market.

But because the person pulling the goods is unknown to both the buyer and the seller, when making connections, one must make a guarantee that if the goods are fake, which organ of one's body is willing to be used as collateral.

Later, this business gradually invaded various underground industries.

The bald boss said: "Brother, come in and explain in detail!"

(End of this chapter)