"I said why are you anxious? Isn't it just a kang table? If you want it, just the price you mentioned just now, let's..."

"Grandpa Zheng, do you want to sell this kang table?"

Before Zheng Lei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Nian. He walked to the kang table, reached out to touch it gently, raised his head and asked in surprise: "Grandpa Zheng, can this kang table not be sold? If you are short of money, then I will respect you as older and keep this kang table."

The man in the sun hat suddenly became angry.

Zheng Lei couldn't help but be stunned.

"Xiao Nian, how can I ask for your money? You are still a student now. Please keep your pocket money slowly. What did you mean just now? Did you like this kang table?"

"Grandpa Zheng, if I remember correctly, Chen Xiao and I played cards and chess on this kang table, right? I still remember that there were two of us engraved names on the table, which is here, Ji Nian, Chen Xiao, I have been there for so many years." Ji Nian stroked the marks on the table and said with a smile.

Speaking of this, there is still a history. I believe many people still remember reading Mr. Lu Xun's articles, including the deeds of "early" engraving on the table of Sanwei Bookstore, reminding themselves that they should not be late for studying.

In order to imitate Mr. Lu Xun, Ji Nian and Chen Xiao, the peers who grew up naked, engraved their names on the kang table.

"You kid still remember this." Zheng Lei showed a kind smile on his face.

"How can you not remember? You always beat us both hard for this." Ji Nian touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Zheng Lei laughed to the sky. At this time, he was like a child, and he was happy when he thought of the past. Ji Nian, who was still wearing open-crotch pants back then, has grown up now, and he can't accept his old age.

"So Grandpa Zheng, if you want to sell this kang table, then sell it to me. I keep it as a souvenir. These are the best memories of childhood."

"The best memory? It's so literary. What a big deal. It's just a kang table. If you want it, I'll give it to you. I also think it's useless and take up space. If someone collects old goods, he will come in and take a look. OK, if you want it, please give it to you and move it away." Zheng Lei waved his hand indifferently and said.

"This won't work."

The man in the sun hat is now anxious and numb. I finally finished the deal here. You kid wanted to pick up ready-made ones as soon as you came in. Go and reads;! This kang table is a good thing, I can't just let you mess things up like this. In his heart, Ji Nian thought that it was just for childhood memories, so he didn't think about it any more.

"Uncle, we agreed that you can't keep your word, right? I'll give you two hundred. This is the sky-high price I can give you. Are you sure you want to give it out instead of selling it?" The man from the sun hat took out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and stuffed them to Zheng Lei without saying a word.

"You collect the money and I'll move the kang table away now."

"What are you doing..." Zheng Lei was caught off guard and almost pushed.

"Let me go!"

Ji Nian stepped forward and pressed the kang table, staring at the man with a fierce look at the sun hat and scolded coldly, "What's wrong with you? Haven't you heard what Grandpa Zheng said just now? He wants to give me this kang table. Put away your stinky money and leave here immediately!"

"you?"

The man with sun hat stabbed Ji Nian with his eyes like a knife. His slightly thin body was now full of mania, which was quite like a choke immediately after a disagreement.

And the moment the other party's aura was revealed, Ji Nian became more and more sure that this guy was just a shoveling ground!

When it comes to shoveling the ground, some people may be a little unfamiliar, but I believe they have heard of reports from such people in the news to a greater or lesser extent. What is a shoveling the ground? Simply put, it is to buy antiques, which are specially bought at low prices and sold at high prices.

Such people don’t open a store themselves, specialize in collecting goods in rural areas, or do tomb robbery business. After getting the goods, they resell them and make huge profits from them in and out.

To put it simply, shoveling the ground is the cultural relics dealer active at the bottom.

Speaking of cultural relics dealers, it is well known that they are divided into three categories. The first class is a person who owns physical stores and opens business, and does business transactions of hundreds of thousands or millions, which is the most widely circulated "If you don't open for three years, you can eat for three years"; the second class refers to people who have no money to open a physical store, but have a vision and understand the market, get treasures from shoveling the land, or pick up bargains and then trade them; the third class is a person who shovels the land, who has no money or culture, and can only go around the streets to collect some old goods.

Of course, this is about the past, with the development of the times, and now those who do land shovels have developed a sharp eye. As long as they like something, they are well-documented and can definitely sell it at a high price.

Cao Heima is a shoveling ground. He has always believed in the theory of "no waste paper for a hundred years". He bought a lot of old goods at home, and some of them can be sold at a good price.

Logically speaking, he should have made a fortune long ago, but unfortunately, he likes lustful and gambling all his life. In the end, not only does his wife and children separate, but his life is miserable and miserable, but he also owes a lot of debts.

Because of his livelihood, Cao Heima could only struggle with shoveling the ground. How could the duck, who was about to be called, watch fly away?

Absolutely not!

"Little brother, the kang table is not yours, can you make the decision? Besides, I bought it for money, and you just snatch it from someone else's hands. Don't you feel a little unreasonable?" Cao Heima raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a bad tone.

"Just, are you snatching it?" Ji Nian said disdainfully.

"you…"

Cao Heima suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice to Zheng Lei: "Old man, you have to think about it. You can't even make a penny with the table, but if you sell it to me, you will still have at least 200 yuan. With these 200 yuan, you can smoke long-term tobacco, right?"

"I said you are so interesting. Who told you that I would ask Grandpa Zheng for something for nothing?"

Ji Nian took out his wallet directly from his pocket and took out all the money inside, which looked about two thousand, and stuffed it to Zheng Lei, "Grandpa Zheng, this is all my filial piety to you. You must accept it, don't be polite to me to reads;."

Two thousand! What a fool! The first thought that Cao Heima thought of when he saw this pile of money was this.

Zheng Lei was startled and grabbed the money and pushed it back quickly, "Xiao Nian, you can't do it. What are you doing? Isn't it just a broken table? If you like it, carry it away. There are tables like this in our village, and every household has them. If the children know that I will sell you a broken table for two thousand yuan, I will have them."

"Grandpa Zheng, let's talk about this later." Ji Nian turned around and looked at Cao Heima, walked up and said, "I'm going to settle this kang table. Grandpa Zheng won't sell it to you, so go quickly."

"Little brother, are you doing this job too?" Cao Heima's eyes tightened and he asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter with this and that, I just like this kang table." Ji Nian made a move without missing a trace.

Cao Heima stared at Ji Nian, but was not sure whether the other party was lying or really ignorant. He felt a sense of depression and glared at the kang table, and said to Ji Nian with a slight smile: "Boy, do you know who I am? My name is Cao Heima, and I am known as Lao Gui. As long as it is something that I am old ghost like, no one dares to rob it. You are the first one, I don't care whether you are pretending to be stupid or really don't know, I remember this anyway. If the mountains and waters are not turning, let's take a look!"

After saying harsh words, Cao Heima could only walk out of the compound with unwillingness.

When Cao Heima left, Ji Nian handed the money to Zheng Lei again, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Zheng, don't say it, you probably guess what that guy is doing, right?"

"In antique jargon, it is to shovel the ground. If you don't understand this, just know that this guy is doing a low-priced business and sell high-priced business. Your kang table is worth at least 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. If you can enter the auction house, the price will be hard to say. Since you want to sell, I will buy it. These two thousand yuan is a deposit, and I will give you another 20,000 yuan later."

Zheng Lei was stunned at this moment, and the dry tobacco pipe couldn't be grasped steadily and fell to the ground. He said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Nian, Grandpa has never been to school. Don't talk big to me. Are you saying true? Don't be pitiful grandpa, so I made up this reason to spend money on my grandpa. If that's the case, Grandpa will never ask for your money."

"Grandpa Zheng, I didn't lie to you, this is true. I can tell that this kang table is because I have learned some knowledge of antique appraisal outside. The price I quoted will not deviate. Of course, if you collect it for another two years, it may increase a lot." Ji Nian explained with a smile.

"Also collect it? I don't know if I can survive this year. I believe in you. How much do you say is as much as you say." Zheng Lei said quickly.

"Okay, Grandpa Zheng, I'll go home and get you money."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Although Zheng Lei said he was not anxious, his expression on his face had already betrayed him. It was more than 20,000 yuan, not 22,000 yuan.

Of course, Ji Nian saw through Zheng Lei's mind at a glance, and immediately went home to get the money. They were all from the same village, and he had never thought about making money from Zheng Lei. Even if the other party went out to find someone to ask for the price, he would at most give this price.

As for how much it can be sold in the future, the price fluctuations are absolutely not accurate. If you meet someone who likes kang tables, it will definitely be a high price.

Brothers, settle accounts clearly. Ji Nian has always been simple and clear in this kind of financial transaction.

Ji Nian quickly took the money and handed over it in person with Zheng Lei.

Zheng Lei was not sure what his mind was, but he took advantage of Ji Nian's time to get money to call out several respected elderly people and several middle-aged people with great status in the village and wrote a deal in front of them.

Although Zheng Lei meant to save anyone from causing trouble for Ji Nian in the future, Ji Nian was not an ignorant boy. He immediately knew the other party’s true intention, nothing more than worrying about being young and energetic. If he found out that he bought the wrong one, he would regret it.

But it doesn't matter. Since Zheng Lei is willing to do this, Ji Nian will definitely not refuse.

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