A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 69: Earn

Lin Sanqi nodded heavily and assured:

"Don't worry, Third Uncle. I know the rules and won't embarrass you. But you have to tell me the bottom price. How much is it usually sold for?"

Uncle San looked at the clock again:

"My personal psychological price is 30. If it is higher than 30, you can sell it. Of course, if the buyer really likes it, the price may be higher. After all, money can't buy what you like. But Boss Zhang is a businessman and he wants to resell it, so the price will not be too high."

Lin Sanqi thought, 30 yuan, my God, with 30 yuan, he could buy a low-end Lexus car, it was enough, to put it bluntly, it was just exchanged for 100 kilograms of rice.

Boss Zhang may make a small profit, but he will definitely not lose money.

Half an hour later, Boss Zhang who was on the phone arrived. After a few pleasantries, the two sides sat down.

Lin Sanqi observed that Boss Zhang had a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around his left wrist, a thick gold bracelet on his right hand that sparkled and blinded the eyes, and a yellow plate hanging on his chest, but he didn't know whether it was Huangtian jade or amber.

In short, he is obviously a nouveau riche in the antique city.

Boss Zhang is also a professional player. When he saw the clock, he immediately touched it up and down with his hands, then nodded and said:
"Yes, it is indeed an item from the late Qing Dynasty. The age is correct. Little brother, I want to take a look inside the clock. Is that ok?"

Antique clocks and watches should not only be appraised by their appearance, but also by the parts inside.

If the parts are brand new, the watch is worth almost nothing; if some of the parts are modern replacements, the value will be greatly reduced.

The best case scenario is that everything is original, no parts have been replaced, and the watch can still work, which is the most valuable.

Lin Sanqi had brought the item from 1959. It was unlikely that the items were swapped out for items from more than 60 years ago, so he made a generous gesture of invitation:
"Boss Zhang, please check it."

Boss Zhang had a smile on his face, but his hands were not slow at all. He opened a tool kit he carried with him, spread it out on the table, and started to dismantle the clock.

After a long time, Boss Zhang took off his clip-on magnifying glass, exhaled lightly, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

"Young man, Ah Fu and I have been friends for many years. To be honest, this French court clock is indeed an old item, and the parts inside are also original, but a piece of the mask glass is missing, and there are some small scratches here, so the condition is not perfect."

Lin Sanqi knew that only a real buyer would find fault, so he nodded in a sophisticated manner:

"Boss Zhang, you are my great-uncle's friend, and you are also my elder. This self-ringing clock is also an ancestral treasure of my family. It has been well protected in special times. If I were not short of money now, I would really be reluctant to sell it.

How about this, you make an offer, and if the price is right, I will sell it, saving me from having to go to the auction house again, where the handling fee is quite expensive and the process is long. If the price is not right, I will look for other buyers.”

Third uncle Lin Fu raised his eyebrows, thinking that everyone said that the boy from Lin Musen's family was honest, but it turned out that he was also a big talker.

Boss Zhang thought that he had failed to scare the boy, and there was also an experienced old fox watching him, so he decided not to lower the price too much.

"Well, I'll take the 25."

Lin Sanqi thought, this didn't even reach the bottom line that Uncle San said. It seems that Boss Zhang is also a profiteer. What else can I say?

"No less than 50!"

Northerners are straightforward in doing business. Perhaps they would have already turned the table over and walked away at this point, feeling that the other party was not giving them face.

But people in the south like to bargain, compromise and slowly negotiate prices when doing business.

In the end, the two sides reached a deal at 32, which was a little above the bottom line. After the two sides signed the contract, 32 in cash was transferred to Lin Sanqi's bank card. Boss Zhang was very happy. If this self-ringing clock is equipped with glass and the gap is repaired, it will not be a problem to sell it for 5 or 60 if he meets a buyer who likes it.

Lin Sanqi was also excited. The broken clock that he had been planning to throw away as trash was actually sold at a high price. This was truly an unexpected surprise.

If this wasn't a novel focusing on medicine, purchasing porcelain, stamps, rosewood, etc. in 59 would definitely be the best way to make money after traveling back to 1959, and it would be the kind of thing that would make you rich overnight.

After Boss Zhang left, Lin Sanqi transferred the required 6400 yuan to his uncle's card, and then he prepared to go home happily.

The Third Uncle stopped him and reminded him earnestly:
"Qizi, the antique business is very complicated. You should be more careful in the future. Don't make a move if you are not sure. Do you understand?"

Lin Sanqi chuckled: "Don't worry, Third Uncle, I'm studying medicine and I don't plan to do antique business in the future. This is just a coincidence."

The old man then waved his hand in satisfaction and said, "It's easy to pick up girls if you have money. Go ahead and have more children to add to the Lin family."

Lin Sanqi thought that the old man changed his expression so quickly. He was quite serious just now, but now he is smiling?

"Third uncle, I think you can do it too. Ask Third aunt to give me another uncle."

"Wow, you loser, making fun of your uncle, look at the shoes~~~"

Since we have received benefits from the Pan family, Pan's father's illness should be given top priority. People in Dongguan always keep their promises.

Huadu Eight Hospitals
Huadu No. 8 Hospital is a specialized hospital for infectious diseases and a designated hospital for tuberculosis.

After Lin Sanqi got off the Didi, he looked at the majestic hospital building in front of him with indescribable envy and discomfort in his eyes.

If that incident hadn't happened, I would have either put on a white coat and become an envied doctor, or I would have started graduate school soon, and my girlfriend wouldn't have broken up with me.

As a result, I have now become an "unemployed vagrant" and my life path has completely changed.

With a sigh, Lin Sanqi took the cup containing Pan's father's sputum, shrank his neck and walked into the hospital, fearing that he would be seen by acquaintances.

Tuberculosis drugs cannot be bought at pharmacies and must be prescribed by a doctor, so Lin Sanqi had to go to the designated infectious disease hospital.

As soon as he entered the hospital, Lin Sanqi was so lucky that he heard someone calling him from behind:
"Hey, Lin Sanqi? It's really you."

Lin Sanqi turned around and saw a familiar face waving at him among several people in white coats passing by. It was his college senior Xu Kaicheng.

What are you afraid of?

Lin Sanqi smiled awkwardly and waved his hand: "Senior Xu, what a coincidence!"

Xu Kaicheng whispered a few words to the young doctors nearby, then walked over quickly. In an instant, they all looked at Lin Sanqi with strange eyes.

Lin Sanqi wished he could find a crack to crawl into.

Originally he should have been one of these people, but now he has become an outlier among them.

"Lin Sanqi, why are you here at the Eighth Hospital?"

(End of this chapter)