After Xia Riming passed the coin incident, he was still scared and had a shadow in his heart. When he visited the antique market, he had no interest as before. He had heard of these situations in the antique market before, and even he had told Yu Lifei this way last time. But when it was his turn to be in the situation, he understood the truth that the authorities were confused. If it weren't for Yu Lifei today, he would have been in trouble.

"Brother Xia, why don't you go and have something to eat?" Yu Lifei was dejected when he saw Xia Riming and suggested going for breakfast. This was just a false alarm, and it was a good case, with no burden at all.

"Okay. Lifei, thank you so much just now." Xia Riming said gratefully. After returning the coin booklet to the stall owner, he left immediately and no longer thought about the other person's ten-dollar Yongzheng Tongbao. At first, he thought he had encountered a leak, but after he woke up, he realized that it was just bait for the stall owner. But he just remembered the disappointed expression in the stall owner's eyes and felt very happy.

"You are my master, what's the point of helping you do something?" Yu Lifei said modestly. Although something happened to Xia Riming today, he also gained wisdom. When encountering such things in the future, he had to be more careful. There are very few things that have pies falling from the sky, but there are many traps falling from the sky.

"Let's go, Master invites you today." Xia Riming punched Yu Lifei in the chest and said with a smile. He found that since Yu Lifei arrived at the security department, his luck seemed to have improved. Maybe he could really get a hole today.

"Brother Xia, go there and have a look." Yu Lifei wanted to accompany Xia Riming to the rice noodle shop in front, but when he was about to leave the antique market, he suddenly saw the stall owner who bought "Nanyue Old Manuscripts". Yu Lifei remembered that this person had a nickname called "Shark Shallets".

The famous straw sandals Li Xuanmo saw Yu Lifei from a distance and immediately recognized him at a glance. Yu Lifei really impressed him too much. Last time, his Song-engraved version of "Old Manuscript of Nanyue" was sold to Yu Lifei for only 50 yuan. Later, after listening to Su Dahai's explanation, he regretted it for a long time.

But soon he figured it out that picking up bargains is about eyesight, doing business, and enjoying fun. As long as he makes money, why bother with the real price of the items? Moreover, after his stall released the Song Dynasty book, his business here was very good. Even some items that were difficult to deal with in the past were easy to take off.

Some time ago, the goods he had shoveled were in short supply, so some stall owners became interested and handed over their goods to Li Xuanmo for sale. The things he had made were really easy to enjoy and he made a lot of money. However, other people's goods were of varying quality, and the business was indeed very good two days ago, but after that, fewer people came to his stall. Naturally, others would not let him sell things anymore, so straw sandals had to continue to receive goods by themselves, but the business was really bad.

If you regret it, Li Xuanmo regrets that he was blinded by greed. In the antique industry, credibility is very important, and he can't buy it for no amount of money. It is the foundation for him to settle down. If he doesn't know the authenticity of the things he collected, it's reasonable. But even if it's some new imitations, he still has to sell them at the price of genuine products, so others naturally have ideas about him. Although it won't come to him, his reputation is not bad.

"Boss, it's been a long time since I saw you. I bought a lot of good things yesterday. I can choose whatever I want, so the price is easy to discuss." Li Xuanmo said enthusiastically. If Yu Lifei could pick another item with a wide open door from him, even if it was sold at a cheap price, he could help him restore his reputation?

"What are you all about these? Window flowers, door panels, and a pile of broken paper. Hey, this is RMB, right?" Xia Riming squatted down and saw that there were not many things on the straw sandal stall, wanting to create momentum for Yu Lifei.

"This is the fifty yuan from the 1980s. Now the coins are very hot, and these are still very valuable for collection." Li Xuanmo didn't care about Xia Riming, he only focused on what Lifei would buy.

"How much?" Xia Riming had a certain understanding of coins. He knew that such people from 1980s were still worth a little money. If he met someone who specialized in collecting coins, he could make some money.

"Six hundred ones." Li Xuanmo said, and he knew almost nothing about ancient books, calligraphy and paintings because he had limited reading. Therefore, when receiving the goods, he tried to lower the price, and some were even given for free. Otherwise, the "Old Manuscript of Nanyue" last time would not have been sold to Yu Lifei for fifty yuan. In fact, that book was collected from the scrap recycling station at the time, and only cost $1. He got it, but it was only about ten yuan, so fifty yuan was given to Yu Lifei, which was considered to have made a lot of profit.

"It's too expensive." Xia Riming shook his head. His monthly salary was enough to buy one, and there were about ten on the ground, which was a set. If he bought it, he would be really poor.

"If you want everything, you can count it for 500 yuan." Li Xuanmo said. The price of coins is relatively transparent, and he spent more than 300 yuan to collect them. People in the countryside may not know the price of other things, but everyone knows that money is valuable.

"Where are these silver dollars?" Xia Riming said that the price of 500 yuan was unacceptable. He turned his interest on the few silver dollars placed on the ground. Although silver dollars were a product of modern times, there were counterfeiters in history, and to this day, counterfeit goods have become more common.

"Three hundred." Li Xuanmo said that there are dozens of silver dollars, many of which are very precious. But he did not have such eyesight and could only deal with them according to the normal market conditions. Moreover, he noticed that Yu Lifei didn't care much about the things on his stall. He picked up something casually, looked at it for a while and then gently put it down.

"Can you not be one hundred?" Xia Riming asked.

"I can't even collect one hundred. If you sincerely want it, two hundred and eight are the lowest price." Li Xuanmo knew that this person had not entered the industry yet after hearing Xia Riming's tone. It is normal for his silver dollar to be thirty or fifty yuan, but if he is 100 or 200 yuan cheaper, it is obviously a fake.

"Two hundred and fifty one, I'll buy two." Xia Riming gritted his teeth and said.

"The lowest is 550." Li Xuanmo didn't let go. Silver dollars are much easier than other antiques. Almost everyone knows that even if the price is not cheap, you can still make some money after a few years.

"Boss, you gave too little, is it okay to have 502?" Xia Riming felt that the most suitable thing for him was to buy coins. If someone came to him to see it in the future, but there was no real thing, wouldn't it be a joke? Besides, if you don't always take action, it's a fake collection enthusiast.

"Okay." Li Xuanmo did not hesitate anymore. He always followed the principle of fast in and out. He was not very fond of antiques, but just regarded it as a tool for making a living, so he rarely kept the goods. As long as it was not very good, the price was similar, and even if it was added a little, he would sell it. Sometimes he bought it poorly and lost money.

Xia Riming paid very happily and carefully picked two silver dollars that he thought was the best quality. However, Xia Riming did not consult Yu Lifei, and there were good things in these silver dollars. However, Xia Riming didn't understand, Li Xuanmo didn't see it, but Yu Lifei was just based on his own feelings. Moreover, Yu Lifei also understood some rules in the antique industry. Xia Riming and Li Xuanmo were trading, and he could only watch and not say anything beside him.

"Lifei, can you leave?" Xia Riming saw Yu Lifei squatting there, looked at a pen holder with interest and asked.

"Let's wait. Boss, how much does this cost?" Yu Lifei looked at a pen holder, which was heavy and had a thick wall. He still knew a little about the four treasures of the study and understood that this pen holder was not simple.

"You are really an expert. I just collected this big pen holder of rosewood yesterday. Someone had already offered 15,000 last night, but I didn't take action. If you want it, give 20,000." Li Xuanmo said. He was quite kind, but he was not very clear about the antique market.

He collected this thick-walled rosewood pen holder for 460 yuan. Last night, he contacted an antique dealer and saw the goods. He quoted 15,000 yuan at that time, but the antique dealer did not agree immediately. Perhaps he wanted to make him more cheap. Now Yu Lifei also liked this rosewood pen holder, which greatly increased Li Xuanmo's confidence and raised the price to 20,000 yuan at once.

"Twenty thousand!!" Xia Riming exclaimed from the side. Seeing Li Xuanmo looking at him angrily, he immediately understood that he had violated the rules and held his mouth to the side, allowing Li Xuanmo to communicate with Yu Lifei alone.

"I do like this thing very much, but the 20,000 yuan is really too expensive." Yu Lifei shook his head gently. He wanted to give the old man a set of things to play in the study. Now he has inkstones and ink, and if he has a pen holder, it will naturally be excellent.

"Ten thousand eight." Li Xuanmo gritted his teeth and said when he saw Yu Lifei leaving.

"I am going to give this thing to someone, I can consider it if I want to take advantage of 15,000 yuan." Yu Lifei stopped and said slowly. It is impossible to find a bargain every day in the antique market. But he felt that this big pen holder of rosewood was very good in his hand. And it was used to give it to the old man, even if it was more expensive, there was no problem. Besides, he is not short of this little money now. With Yan Liqiang's 100,000 yuan last night, he now has a net worth of nearly 200,000 yuan.

"Okay, I'm happy too." Li Xuanmo felt that Yu Lifei didn't care much about this big red sandalwood pen holder, and he thought the price was already the market price. If Yu Lifei had money, he could go to the store to buy a good one.

"Boss, I spent 15,000 yuan. You have to give me a chance, right?" Yu Lifei held the big pen holder of Rosewood in his hand, looked carefully again, and asked.

"Okay, you can choose two more." Li Xuanmo felt that what Yu Lifei said made sense, and the pen holder he had collected was sold for 15,000 yuan in one hand, and he was already happy.

Yu Lifei did not pick up very valuable things. He took a piece of silver dollars from the pile of silver dollars just now. He also took a book to worship. The offering was a folded page of hand-painted painting, which was narrow and long, connected by five or six pages, mounted on thick cardboard, a typical Ming Dynasty style. In addition to this large pen holder of rosewood, Li Xuanmo's stall only had these two things, which gave Yu Lifei the strongest sense.
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