Seeing that Yu Lifei had all the things that were not very valuable, Li Xuanmo was very confident. Although he got the average price of the pile of silver dollars, the offering was really not expensive. Li Xuanmo didn't know much about ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, so the bid was naturally very low. Such a bid also made those rural people who were less knowledgeable, so he only spent more than 400 yuan on this large pen holder of rosewood. Now he sold it to Yu Lifei for 15,000 yuan, which is considered a score.

Points are a term in the antique industry, which refers to the antique products purchased by antique merchants and can make higher profits. Li Xuanmo's large pen holder of 460,000 yuan, and now it can be sold for 15,000 yuan.

Naturally, Yu Lifei could not bring so much cash. Fortunately, there was a bank next to the antique market. The bank was not open yet, but there was an ATM next to it to transfer money. After the money was in his account, Li Xuanmo's heart was completely put down.

Li Xuanmo felt that Yu Lifei was generous and did not drag on buying things, which was much better than those antique dealers. So he left his phone number to Yu Lifei. Unexpectedly, Yu Lifei also had a phone number. After the two exchanged phone numbers, Li Xuanmo agreed with him that he would notify Yu Lifei as soon as possible if there was something good in the future.

"Lifei, why is your silver dollar a little different from mine?" Xia Riming saw Yu Lifei throwing the silver dollar and the envoy into the pen holder, and hurried over to take a look. He immediately found that the silver dollar he bought seemed to be different from what Yu Lifei had taken.

"Is that so? I think it's almost the same." Yu Lifei took out the silver dollar and compared it with Xia Riming. When he took the silver dollar, he didn't look carefully at it. But when he got it, a three-dimensional figure of the silver dollar appeared in his mind. But he felt that the pile of silver dollars should be the same, so he didn't care.

But now his silver dollar is comparable to Xia Riming's, and he immediately found that his silver dollar is about the same size as Xia Riming's. However, Xia Riming's uncapped Yuan Datou, while his own was Yuan Shikai, who had a warlord hat.

"Damn, why didn't I see this silver dollar just now?" Xia Riming said depressedly. He thought the pile of silver dollars were similar, so he just took two pieces of good quality from the pile of silver dollars. Unexpectedly, there would be good things there, and he didn't expect that Yu Lifei just touched it and got it.

What made him most depressed was that Yu Lifei's silver dollar was a match. Maybe this match would be enough for him to buy back the large pen holder of rosewood. Could it be that his character is really inferior to Yu Lifei? He obviously chose it first, but his things were not as good as Yu Lifei.

"Brother Xia, why don't you go and have a look?" Yu Lifei comforted.

"I don't have that kind of life, it's not my turn." Xia Riming hummed with a self-deprecating attitude and strides forward. No matter what, I'm still quite satisfied. When someone made a pit, Yu Lifei pulled himself back at the edge of the pit at the last moment. Although the two silver dollars I bought now are not considered to be a bargain, it may be possible to double the money after a few years of collecting.

"Xiao Yu, are you here to visit the antique market?" When Yu Lifei was about to leave the antique market, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Yan, why do you have this interest? Mr. Wu, you are here too." Yu Lifei turned around and saw Yan Liqiang and Wu Wengu standing aside, looking at him with a smile.

"I just took a look at it casually, but I didn't expect to meet Mr. Yan." Wu Wengu said that he was just spending time in the antique market. Even if there was a leak, his value would increase immediately as soon as he got started, and new imitations could become old objects. So in the antique market, he only looked at it and tried not to stare at an object for too long. Even in the antique store, he only went to the store of acquaintances, but he also tried to read less and asked less.

"Xiao Yu, what good things did you buy?" Yan Liqiang's eyes lit up when he saw the large pen holder in Yu Lifei's hand. He was usually very busy, and today he wanted to visit the antique market on a whim, but what disappointed him was that many things in the market, even he, an outsider, knew were fake. However, Yu Lifei's large pen holder made him feel amazing.

"I just saw this big pen holder and couldn't help but take action again. Mr. Wu, please give me a palm." Yu Lifei took out the silver dollars and worshippers in the pen holder and respectfully handed them to Wu Wengu.

"Where is the place to see things here? Go to the noodle shop in front of you. You can eat something and not disturb you." Wu Wengu said without taking the pen holder, waved his hand and said.

The group moved to the rice noodle shop in front and found a table near the corner. Wu Wengu asked Yu Lifei to take the pen holder. As soon as he started, Wu Wengu felt that the pen holder was huge, with a similar mouth and a similar bottom diameter. The shape was solid and steady, and it was simple and elegant. The pen holder was cylindrical, flat mouth and thick walls, and was light all over, giving people a bright and cheerful feeling.

The pen holder is made of a fine-grained piece of red sandalwood, with a deep color, and a straight texture or a undulating mountain. There are stars in the inside and outside walls of the barrel, just like the brilliance of the Milky Way and the splendor of summer nights. The pen holder is flat bottom and the middle is filled with a navel. The whole body has a rich patina, which is warm and solemn.

"Xiaoyu, how much did you buy this large red sandalwood pen holder?" Wu Wengu asked. It is not uncommon for the plain red sandalwood pen holder that has been passed down from generation to generation, but very few are huge in size. It is estimated that the height of this large red sandalwood pen holder is about 20 cm and the diameter reaches 24 or 5 cm, which is a rare fine product.

"Big pen holder for red sandalwood!!!" Yan Liqiang exclaimed from the side, red sandalwood, mahogany, yellow rosewood, nanmu, red bean wood, ebony, birch, and boxwood are all precious woods in ancient my country. In addition, they are all called "firewood". They mean that the wood is of poor quality and can only be used as firewood. Red sandalwood is the most precious one among all woods. Such a large pen holder is rare.

"Ten thousand five." Yu Lifei said calmly. He also knew that red sandalwood was very expensive, but he didn't know how expensive it was.

"It's not expensive to 15,000, so I've got a flaw." Wu Wengu said slowly. Now such a large yellow rosewood pen holder on the market is probably tens of thousands. Such a large rosewood pen holder is at least more than 200,000.

"Old Wu, how much is this pen holder worth on the market?" Yan Liqiang asked. He wanted to collect anything that Wu Wengu nodded. He even thought that as long as it was Yu Lifei's things, he could collect them directly.

"Mr. Yan, I am going to use this large pen holder of rosewood to give away people." Yu Lifei said. When he bought it, he was going to match his Daxidong Duanshi Liuji Ink and Luo Xiaohua's ancient pine heart ink. Then he found a pen to wash, pen holder, pen frame, pen boat, pen bed, etc. I believe the old man would be very happy.

"Xiao Yu, I'm not talking about such a good thing, you'll tamper with me before I even opened my mouth." Yan Liqiang said pretending to be dissatisfied. He felt that if this large pen holder of rosewood was placed on the desk, the level would come up immediately.

"Xiao Yu, you are really generous. This is a thing worth hundreds of thousands." Wu Wengu said in surprise. The "Old Manuscript of Nanyue" given to him by Yu Lifei and the Ming Xuande underglaze Red Sanskrit halberd lid jar given to Ren Jingtian were all things worth millions. At that time, Yu Lifei was not very clear about the value of the things, and perhaps it was understandable. But now even if this large red sandalwood pen holder is not worth hundreds of thousands, for Lifei, it is also a thing worth ten thousand yuan. If you give it away casually, who can receive such a heavy gift from him?

"It's for an elder in the family." Yu Lifei said lightly.

Since it is given to the elders, Yan Liqiang is not worried about anything more. If he wants to be filial, he can't stop him even if he wants to collect it, right? Wu Wengu nodded with relief. Many people don't know how to be grateful. Yu Lifei has money and can think of the elders at home, which is worth learning from many people.

"This instrument has a magnificent temperament and is full of elegant and scholarly spirit. I believe that your elder should be a well-educated person." Wu Wengu said with a smile.

"He just likes to dance and write, but in fact he doesn't make it to the elegant hall." Yu Lifei said modestly.

"Xiao Yu, what are these two things?" Yan Liqiang felt unwilling to give up. Since Yu Lifei didn't want to take action on this big pen holder of rosewood, the silver dollar and a booklet can be sold.

"Old Wu, please give me some advice." Yu Lifei brought the silver dollars and the offerings and said respectfully.

"This is in 1914. Yuan Shikai is a commemorative coin of the Republic of China commemorative coin of the Republic of China. The mirrored bottom plate is frosted, the bottom plate is flawless, and the quality is good. It is considered a relatively precious silver dollar." Wu Wengu glanced at the silver dollar and said immediately.

"Old Wu, can you please give me these two silver dollars?" Xia Riming was very moved when he heard the bank Yu Lifei was holding casually, and he actually received such high praise from Wu Wengu.

"Xiao Xia, although your two silver dollars are of good quality, they are ordinary silver dollars. Of course, three to five hundred yuan is worth it." Wu Wengu took a look and said.

"Old Wu, how much is that silver dollar worth less than this one?" Xia Riming had a premonition that the silver dollar he bought was not considered outstanding.

"He is a commemorative coin, and the issuance volume is not large. It should be between 8,000 and 15,000." Wu Wengu said that if the market of coins starts to rise, it is normal to double it.

"What about this?" Xia Riming was envious and handed the offering to Wu Wengu. Yu Lifei took a piece of silver dollar at random, which was equivalent to his salary for one or two years. If he sold it well, his large red sandalwood pen holder would be picked up for free. It was really a comparison of people, which was so annoying.

"Kasi!" Wu Wengu didn't pay attention at first, but when he picked up the offering, he immediately took out a magnifying glass, looked carefully, and exclaimed.
Chapter completed!