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Chapter 211 Unruly, scared to death

Chapter 211 If you don’t follow the rules, you will be scared to death

"You have great ideas. In order to support your dream, I decided to sell these books to you at a cheap price.

Take all the thousand marks."

"Hey, sir, you can't just think I'm a foreigner and just cheat me, right?

You have less than 500 books in total! And you have a lot of books with a price tag of only a few dozen pfennigs. You actually sold me a thousand marks?

I'll give you five hundred marks at most!" Zhang Junping started negotiating the price without any politeness.

"This is different. This is a collection, an ancient book. Naturally, I cannot sell it at the original price.

In this case, I will give you a little more, nine hundred and fifty marks!" the stall owner said with a smile.

"Five hundred and fifty marks at most, otherwise I'll go to the stall next door and buy it.

There are more books there than you have here." Zhang Junping gestured to leave.

"The minimum price is 800 marks. If you still think it's expensive, go to another stall and look at it!" The stall owner finally quoted a price.

"Six hundred marks, if I can't do it, I'm leaving!" Zhang Junping said and stood up.

"Six hundred and fifty marks!" the stall owner said firmly.

"Okay, six hundred and fifty marks is six hundred and fifty marks, but you have to give me the package that contains your books." Zhang Junping pointed to a piece of cloth spread on the ground.

"Okay!" The stall owner thought for a moment and realized that he couldn't take it away without giving it to Zhang Junping, so he nodded.

"Wait for me a moment!" Zhang Junping said to the stall owner after paying the money, ran to a stall he passed just now, and bought a second-hand trolley.

This is a warehouse trolley with two small wheels on the bottom that can be pushed or pulled.

Zhang Junping pushed the trolley to the book buying stall, moved all the books to the trolley, then folded the cloth wrapping the books and placed them on top.

But this piece of cloth makes today’s trip worthwhile.

This is not an ordinary piece of cloth, this is a cloak used by the emperor.

It's a pity that there is some contamination, I don't know if it can be cleaned out.

It is precisely because of this that the stall owner treats it as a relatively strong piece of cloth and spreads it on the ground as a stall cloth.

Looking at the tapestry cloak, Zhang Junping couldn't help but think that maybe this cloak had even wrapped the empress in the palace.

In later generations of court dramas, when the emperor visited a certain empress, he always went to the empress's palace. In fact, this was not the case.

The real situation is, which empress’s brand did the emperor turn over?

The eunuch would inform the empress to wash and take off her clothes, wrap her in a cloak, and then the eunuch would carry her to the emperor's palace.

After that, she was wrapped in a cloak and carried back to the palace by herself.

In this way, is this tapestry cloak valuable?

Of course, this situation only applies to concubines, not queens.

"By the way, what did you mean when you said you would sell things to the East?" Zhang Junping did not leave in a hurry, but asked curiously.

"Those are windmillers, they collect goods from various flea markets and then transport them to the East to sell.

It is said that they are sold to Benzi, the Philippines, Singapore, and Xiangjiang.

People over there like such bags and clothing very much." The stall owner ended his stall career early and happily chatted with Zhang Junping for a few more words.

Zhang Junping understood. To put it bluntly, it was sold to those poor people who worshiped foreigners and loved vanity.

It doesn't matter if it's old, the style is European style, it's a famous brand, and the price is cheap enough, that's enough.

Zhang Junping pushed the car forward.

Came to the stall he mentioned when he was negotiating the price just now.

"How do you sell these books? I want them all!" Zhang Junping flipped through the old books on the floor and said directly.

"A book costs five marks. I have a total of 740 books here. The total is...3,700 marks!" The stall owner grinned, took out a calculator, and clicked on the quote.

He had seen Zhang Junping's purchase of books just now, so he naturally quoted a high price.

Zhang Junping got up and left.

Just kidding, an old book costs five marks, that’s not how people are ripped off.

"..." The stall owner was a little dumbfounded, aren't you going to open a museum?

Why did you leave like that?

There were five hundred books. Although there was a cart, it was heavy to push. Zhang Junping saw that there was a warehouse for rent at the flea market, so he simply went over and rented a warehouse and put the books in it.

I started shopping again empty-handed.

There are indeed many good things in the flea market, such as many exquisite bone china tableware.

Bone china is one of the great inventions of Europe.

It is based on the firing of Chinese porcelain, adding bone powder ground from animal bones.

The bone china fired in this way is as thin as paper, as white as jade, and sounds like a chime. It is very popular in European and American markets.

Zhang Junping knelt down, picked up a bone china plate, and looked at it.

It is indeed much better than ordinary Chinese porcelain in terms of whiteness, fineness and smoothness.

Especially the gilt-plated edge on the edge of the dish makes the white porcelain look much more noble.

Zhang Junping glanced at the bottom of the account habitually.

European and American bone china learned from Chinese porcelain, so they naturally have a base.

A crown, behind WWWW51,

Zhang Junping's hand shook when he saw it and he almost dropped it to the ground.

You are so lucky, right?

I picked up a piece of bone china and it turned out to be a British Royal Worcester bone china dinner plate.

Zhang Junping looked carefully again and found that the gold plating on the edge of the plate was indeed real gold.

Worcester bone china should be regarded as British official kiln porcelain.

Zhang Junping put down the bone china dinner plate and picked up a bone china coffee cup next to him. It was the same style as the dinner plate just now. The rim of the cup had a 22K pure gold-plated rim, and the body of the coffee cup was painted with 22K gold.

pattern.

The pattern is very simple, but paired with the white cup body, it looks very noble.

This should be genuine Worcester bone china.

Zhang Junping looked at the bone china on the stall one by one and selected all the Worcester bone china.

A total of one hundred and eighty-nine pieces.

"How much do these cost?"

"Sir, the ones you chose are bone china, which are relatively expensive."

“I knew it was bone china, and it looked beautiful, so I planned to buy it back.

How much is your lowest price?"

"If you want both, I'll give you twenty marks for each!"

"How much does it cost to buy new bone china? Even if I buy your Prussian Meissen bone china, it won't cost twenty marks, right?" Zhang Junping questioned.

“Do you want Meissen bone china?

These are, take a look, if you want, I’ll give you one piece, it’s cheaper.” The stall owner pointed to his stall, Zhang Junping picked out the remaining porcelain and said with a smile.

"Are these Meissen bone china?" Zhang Junping picked up a small bone china bowl in surprise.

There are two blue swords at the bottom of the bowl, crossed together.

"Not entirely, there is also Copenhagen bone china, do you want it?"

"Yes! I want them all, you name the lowest price!" Zhang Junping gritted his teeth.

"Fifteen yuan a piece, it can't be any lower!"

"Five dollars! If you sell it, I want all the bone china in your stall!" Zhang Junping said, pointing to the bone china in the stall.

"The price you gave is too low! There's no way to sell it!" The stall owner simply shook his head and refused.

"Okay! I want it all at once, and then you can go to the flea market, taste the delicious food, and then buy some products that suit your taste.

You can also spend more time with your family." Zhang Junping persuaded with a smile.

"You are good at bargaining, and I really need more time to spend with my children. Ten yuan a piece is the lowest price." When he mentioned his family, the stall owner showed a warm smile on his face.

The warm smile on the stall owner's face moved Zhang Junping, "Okay! Just as you said, ten yuan a piece, I want them all!"

It’s just that I need to trouble you to help me deliver the things to the warehouse over there.”

"No problem, I have a car here, it's very convenient to send it there!" The stall owner quickly started to clear away the bone china on the stall.

"How much does your bone china cost?" At this time, someone suddenly asked behind Zhang Junping.

"I'm sorry, I have already sold all my bone china to him!

Go and have a look in front, there are several bone china sellers in front!" The stall owner looked up and said with a smile.

"Why are you like this? You've already bought it, how can we buy it?"

Zhang Junping turned to look at the speaker.

This is a Chinese woman in her twenties, well-dressed.

The reason why I know the other person is Chinese is not only his appearance, but also the crooked accent he uses when speaking.

Zhang Junping ignored the other party. He was abroad and could not embarrass the country.

"Hey, are you mute?" Seeing that Zhang Junping didn't speak, the other party continued reluctantly.

"Miss, it's my freedom whether I buy it or not. It has nothing to do with you, right?" Zhang Junping frowned and answered directly in Mandarin.

"Why doesn't it matter? You bought it all, what should I do?"

"The stall owner just said that there are some for sale in front, you can go and buy them there!" Zhang Junping frowned.

This is another spoiled rich lady.

"I don't care, I don't like what's over there, I just like these!

Sir, how much money does he pay, I pay twice as much as him!" The last sentence was changed to crooked English.

"Sorry, I bought it in a package."

"I'll buy it in a package too, and it will cost twice as much as you do!"

"Sir, do you see this?" The stall owner looked at Zhang Junping with some emotion.

"We have just reached a deal and asked you to help me deliver the bone china to the warehouse and pay cash on delivery.

That means our deal has been established." Zhang Junping said calmly.

"I'll pay double the price!" Seeing the stall owner's excitement, the charming girl quickly increased her chips.

"Sir, we just agreed on the price, but we didn't proceed with the transaction. You didn't pay me the deposit, so our transaction hasn't been concluded yet.

If you want, you can bid with this girl.

Of course, if the price is the same, I will still give you priority in selling it to you." The stall owner was moved and directly changed his words and said to Zhang Junping.

"Poor guy, you have no money, how can you pretend to be?" The charming woman looked at Zhang Junping provocatively and said to Zhang Junping in Mandarin.

Zhang Junping smiled and said, "Okay! Then let's bid!

I'll pay five times the price! That's fifty marks for a piece of bone china!

Miss, don't you have money? Keep raising the price!" Zhang Junping looked at the charming woman and responded in Mandarin.

"Six times!

Isn’t it just sixty marks? It’s not as good as my daily pocket money.”

"Miss, you are very rich! There are four hundred pieces of bone china here, and the price is sixty yuan, which is twenty-four thousand marks.

Do you have twenty-four thousand marks a day as pocket money?

Don't take out the money immediately, otherwise you will be sent to the police station, or you may even be deported.

That would be a huge shame!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"I want you to take care of it? Isn't it just 24,000 marks? What's this little money? It's not even enough to cover my bag." The charming woman said disdainfully.

"You have money!

I'll pay you 100 marks a piece!" Zhang Junping glanced at the charming woman and said directly.

The stall owners were crazy with joy, grinning and looking at the two people who were still bidding.

At this time, a group of melon-eating people had gathered around.

Who says foreigners don’t like to eat melons?

You see, it tastes very exciting.

"One hundred and fifty marks!" Jiaoman seemed to be angry. Even her winter clothes could not cover up the rising and falling of her chest.

"Haha!" Zhang Junping smiled disdainfully, "Two hundred marks!"

"Two hundred and five!" The charming woman said.

"Three hundred!" Zhang Junping.

"Three hundred and five!" The charming woman said.

"Five hundred!" Zhang Junping.

"Five hundred and five!" the charming woman said.

"You are rich, you are powerful! I don't want these bone china anymore!" Zhang Junping suddenly smiled, said the next sentence and turned around to leave.

"You..." She stomped her feet angrily.

"Miss, do you need me to help you deliver the goods?" The stall owner was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"No need!" The pretty girl picked up a coffee cup and handed the stall owner five hundred and fifty marks.

"Wait a minute, didn't you say you want them all?"

"I was planning to ask for them all just now, but now I've changed my mind.

Just this one!"

"That won't work, as we just agreed!"

"Sir, we just made a verbal agreement. I didn't pay the deposit, so the transaction was not established!

Moreover, I only said five hundred and fifty later, not how much I bought!

Do you think I am a foreigner, so you plan to buy and sell by force?" The charming girl suddenly changed her demeanor and calmly returned what the stall owner had just said.

This scene made the people around me extremely happy.

"You..." The stall owner was a bit mute and couldn't express his pain while eating Coptis chinensis.

"Sir, it was just a farce, forget it.

I am willing to pay twice as much as the previous gentleman to buy all your bone china." The charming girl said with a smile.

"No more! I won't sell anything to you anymore! No matter how much you pay, I won't sell it to you anymore!" the stall owner suddenly said angrily.

He snatched the bone china coffee cup from the pretty girl's hand, and then handed the money back to her.

"How could you do this!" The delicate girl didn't expect that she would be able to play around.

At this time, Zhang Junping, who had just left, turned back.

“I really missed it just now, I didn’t expect it was a fellow traveler!

Didn't your elders teach you the rules?" Zhang Junping said coldly.

"none of your business?"

"You messed up my business, what do you think it has to do with me?

Destroying a person's wealth is like killing one's parents. Didn't your parents teach you this?" Zhang Junping stared at the delicate and savage woman, and pressed the delicate and savage girl with his aura without reservation.

"Little brother, how offended I was just now, I apologize on your behalf!" Suddenly, a white-haired old man in a double-breasted coat interposed between Zhang Junping and the charming girl, and said to Zhang Junping, cupping his fists.

"Haha, the old gentleman is finally willing to give up?" Zhang Junping looked at the old man and sneered.

"Little brother, you have to be merciful and merciful. We did something wrong. I apologize to you on her behalf." The white-haired old man once again cupped his fists and saluted Zhang Junping.

"The old man is so calculating! You messed up my business, and you just apologized?" Zhang Junping stared at the white-haired old man and sneered.

At first, Zhang Junping really thought that the person who disrupted the situation was a savage girl who didn't understand anything.

It's really hard to argue with him like that. The most he can do is cheat her and vent her anger.

As a result, Zhang Junping was shocked by the charming girl's next performance.

This is not a delicate and savage girl, she is clearly a peer with superhuman acting skills.

This is to pry your own market.

In this case, Zhang Junping would not be polite.

After hiding in the crowd and observing the situation, Zhang Junping stood up and asked for an explanation.

One old, one young, plus a few bodyguards, Zhang Junping really didn't take them seriously.

All the momentum on his body was directed at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's expression changed, and then he realized that he had been kicked onto an iron plate.

Just with this momentum and murderous intent, it is not something that ordinary people can provoke.

The key is that the other party is still so young.

"How do you think we can get over this matter?" The white-haired old man asked with sweat on his forehead.

Momentum and murderous intent, these things are very mysterious. Do you think they exist? Yes!

In the parlance of fantasy novels or fairy tale novels, it is called spiritual coercion.

In fact, it is really related to the spirit.

For example, when students or teachers stare at you, you will feel flustered.

Also, a prestigious leader can make you so nervous that you can't even speak with just his eyes without speaking.

There are also thieves who look frightened when facing the police.

"These bone china are from a hundred years ago, although the current market price is only five hundred marks.

However, ten years from now, let’s calculate it as ten years! One piece is worth at least ten thousand US dollars.

Four hundred pieces of bone china, four million US dollars." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"You are blackmailing!" Before the white-haired old man could speak, the charming woman shouted first.

"You can use this as blackmail! You can leave now!

It's just..." Zhang Junping smiled, and a pistol suddenly appeared in his hand, twirling a few flowers in his hand, and then disappeared again.

"You can also ask your bodyguard to come out and give it a try!" Zhang Junping said with a smile again.

The white-haired old man really had this idea and asked the bodyguard to take action and subdue Zhang Junping first.

As for the police, they have plenty of solutions.

However, seeing the pistol suddenly appearing and disappearing in Zhang Junping's hand, the white-haired old man gave up this idea completely.

This is not an ordinary person, they cannot afford to offend him.

The old man in the world is timid, and the old man with white hair cannot afford to gamble.

“Little brother, I can’t get out four million dollars even if I lose everything!

You see, be a little less and keep a thin line in your behavior so that we can meet each other easily in the future."

"How much are you going to take?"

"Four hundred thousand dollars, I can only afford so much!"

"Okay! Four hundred thousand then!" Zhang Junping said with a smile: "But keep the two wrenches in your hand."

The white-haired old man's face changed, "Little brothers, do you really want to force each other to do something hard? Do you want to get things done?"

"I said, you can just leave without caring about anything.

Or that $400,000 plus two wrenches on your finger.

Why, I’m not good enough to talk?” Zhang Junping shrugged and smiled.

"Otherwise, I might as well give up the 400,000 yuan, and you can keep the two ring fingers and the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Is this enough?"

As soon as Zhang Junping's words came out, the frightened girl quickly grabbed her wrist.

The white-haired old man's face changed again and again, knowing that he had met an expert.

The two jade finger rings in my hand were both handed down from the Qing Palace. One was the ring ring used by the Emperor Kangxi, and the other was the ring finger used by the Emperor Qianlong.

The jade bracelet on my granddaughter’s wrist is a Hotan mutton-fat jade bracelet with moiré patterns.

It is also recorded in the Qing palace archives as Cixi's favorite jade bracelet.

Any of these three items is a good thing that money cannot buy, so I would not give it away.

Five thousand words.

There are still five thousand words left in the afternoon


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