Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

8. Chapter 8 Round-trip trade conception

Huang Shi suddenly became nervous, "So are the other real products?"

"The others are really genuine, I dare not confirm that..."

Huang Shi suddenly felt relieved, "So, old pig, do you have the courage to eat these?"

Huangshi simply put the dozens of Zhengde Tongbao into a paper bag.

"Why wouldn't you charge? I have to calculate the price." After a while of figuring out, the final calculation was finally done. Lao Zhu gave an internal price of 7,000 yuan. Huangshi immediately burst into laughter. This business is so worth it. The average price of 1 tael of silver was only less than 120 yuan. Now, about 1 tael of silver has increased by nearly a hundred times and is more than worth.

Huang Shi suppressed his excitement and talked with the old pig brothers for a long time. Then he learned some knowledge of ancient coins. When talking about the small coins mentioned by the shopkeeper, Lao Zhu told Huang Shi that since the mid-Ming Dynasty, both the government and the private casting coins sometimes did not use copper but only lead and iron, and they were not cast, but were cut out of iron or lead boards. Therefore, in the 33rd year of Jiajing, it was stipulated that Jiajing coins, Hongwu and other coins, as well as intact copper coins of the previous generations, could be divided into three levels according to their quality, or one cent of silver for ten cents, or one cent of silver for fourteen cents, or one cent of silver for twenty cents, and other bad money that cannot be used will be prohibited."

The old pig took a sip of water. Now he and Huangshi were sitting on the second floor of the antique shop. There were some fine products that the old pig had tasted and confirmed by himself. If it weren't for the big customers, he wouldn't have attracted him. The old pig put down the cup and continued to talk about the ancients.

"However, the salary paid to civil and military officials in the Ming Dynasty was for the first time, regardless of the new and old money, but they were used as high-quality money, and they were spent at 7 cents of silver. So the officials made the best efforts to force the merchants and the people to accept it. Of course, the people were dissatisfied with it and did not buy it privately. Later, they had to allow small money to be circulated, but small money required 6,000 yuan to be converted into one tael of silver.

"Later, they almost settled a 700-yuan discount on Jiajing money, 1,000 yuan for Hongwu and other money, and 3,000 yuan for the copper coins of the previous generations were worth 1,000 yuan for silver. So, the people all transformed Jiajing money. But later this forced pricing was abandoned like the treasure banknote, and all kinds of money could only rise and fall naturally, but the tax collection of the government and the salaries of the officials had to collect vague silver."

Huang Shi despised the strange economic management of the Ming Dynasty. Seeing that the old pig had already come to an end, he stood up and walked to the surrounding antique stands to look at the nameplate of the collections, namely some modern porcelain, calligraphy and painting works, as well as some miscellaneous items, horn carvings, inkstones, purple clay teapots, enamel utensils, small incense burners, etc.

"I said Lao Zhu, why don't you buy some things from the Ming and Song dynasties?" "Hey, you don't know this. I don't have any channels for purchases and I don't have that funds. Even if I have one, I can't put them here." Huang Shi thought about it, but when I saw CCTV's collection programs, the estimated price of porcelain from the Song and Ming dynasties was 100,000 yuan. If I put it in this store, I would have to jump off the building if I didn't care about it.

"By the way, Lao Shi, I just asked you why you have time to go back to your hometown and have collected so many copper coins." Obviously, out of the cleverness of a businessman, Lao Zhu wanted to find out the details. After taking the small teacup handed over by Lao Zhu at the same time, Huang Shi pretended to drink water and wondering how to reply. You can't underestimate the IQ of Lao Zhu. No one has ever seen someone who opens such a big shop. It is too obvious that lies will not hurt feelings, and in the future, they have to use 100 times lies to complete them.

After my thoughts turned around, Huang Shi put down the teacup and looked at the old pig. He looked at himself with a loyal face. He thought to himself, "Old pig, old pig, don't you make me embarrassed?" "I went back to my hometown the day before yesterday and looked through the old site of my ancestral home. My dad was going to build a house on that. It was under that place. I found a jar buried in the ground. The jar contained these copper coins." "Is there anything else?" "Yes, these are just part of it. I just saw that you are a brother, so I asked you to take the palm first." Having said that

Zhu was a little convinced, because there were two brothers in their dormitory that they often claimed that their ancestors had "ten thousand acres of good land" and Huangshi was one of them. He said that his family was a landlord before liberation, and the mountains in his village belonged to him. He also said that his landlord's mansion was burned by fire and nothing was rescued. So he was later called a rich peasant after liberation. But strangely, the political remarks of these two landlord grandsons were completely different, and they often talked about each other in the dormitory, while the brothers who were poor peasants in their ancestors were all making soybeans.

Seeing that Lao Zhu was a little convinced, Huangshi decided to add some more materials, "I have a few more treasure bills you mentioned just now, and they are quite well preserved. How are you interested?" "Baobao, that's a real good thing, how many of them do you have?" "It seems that there are 5 pieces, how much are they worth now?" "I'll give you one for 40,000 yuan, you give it to me, so that my brothers can make a fortune, how about it?" "Okay, but it may take some time for me to come back, I've been busy all this time."

He turned down the proposal of Lao Zhu to go for a drink, saying that there was something else at home. Lao Zhu laughed at Huang Shi and his wife to be in charge of Yan. He could only smile bitterly, and he was too lazy to explain. After all, divorce is not a good thing, and all friends who don’t want to make things happen, which is sympathetic. Huang Shi left so anxiously, not only because he was afraid of being happy to drink and chat with Lao Zhu, but if he talked too much, he would lose his secrets. He was also worried that if he had drunk wine and got up late tomorrow, the little guys there would be no one to take care of him. Now that there has been a focus of Huang Shi’s life.

...

The next day, when I came to the ancient Huangshi, I moved away the chair behind the door, and went to another room to wake up a few children. Obviously, the little guys were exhausted yesterday, and I was sleepy today when I woke up early. Huangshi took them down to wash them with water and then left the street. Today, Huangshi was going to the street to inspect the balance of back and forth trade between modern and ancient time and space, because after all, copper coins now have a market capacity limit as an antique product. If there are too many, it will cause the problem of depreciation of goods, and secondly, it may attract the attention of interested people. Therefore, copper coins trading is destined to be a temporary method to accumulate funds in the early stage.

Huangshi has also considered other antiques and calligraphy and paintings, but now it is only in a small county town. The calligraphy and paintings of celebrities are simply hard to come by. Moreover, whether calligraphy and painting works themselves will be worn the same clothes in modern society is also a question to consider. The antique market has high gold content, which can be easily obtained by small households. Not to mention that their material is not mahogany or pineapple wood, even furniture production itself cannot have any artistic value. Although furniture is good, how can it be obtained? And furniture as a commodity has a big problem, that is, their size.

It’s hard, “Oh”. I used to think about gold, jade, precious materials, etc., but obviously it is not something that Huangshi can get. Now I can only give up and consider it in the medium and long term. As for the issue of selling modern goods in ancient times, Huangshi figured it out yesterday, that is, buy silver in modern times and then in ancient flowers, and there are many channels for buying. There are gold and silver refineries from various places that can be contacted, either silver coins, silver seals, silver bars issued by commercial banks, or apply for spot withdrawal in silver t+d transactions on the gold exchange. The last one is to try to buy silver items, such as silver tableware, silver vases and other decorations in daily consumption.

Huangshi took them to the back street, which I found out with my waiter yesterday. Some food on this street is more delicate and interesting. When you see that the street is not very long, it is only more than 100 meters long, and there are some food stalls scattered along the street. Huangshi thought that people in general were too talkative and could find some useful news, so that they could save the trouble of deliberately asking for information, and they would not be fooled by outsiders because of their different accents. Unfortunately, the inn where they live may be "star" and there is no popularity, otherwise they would not have to go so far.

I saw a snack stall not far away, and there were already several people eating there. Seeing that their bowls were full of hot white and tender tofu brains, and some green green onions were sprinkled with them, which looked quite attractive. There were plates with fried dough sticks on their table. The stall only had 5 tables and a few stools. Now there were two tables. Huangshi saw that the tables were broken, but they were extremely clean. So I sat down with the little guys at the table on the edge.

"Yipa, five bowls of tofu brain." Huangshi saw that Yipi looked in her fifties. Although the coarse cloth clothes she wore were old and patched, they were washed clean and clean. More than half of her gray hair was combed neatly and meticulously. She looked particularly clean and neat, which made people feel good at seeing it.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next