The old man took a look and said: "It's an antique. My grandfather at home is using it."
It is indeed an old item.
If I remember correctly, in my previous life, there was someone who specialized in purchasing this kind of blue and white porcelain. I had seen it in an auction house, and this old object was later auctioned off by an antique dealer.
The auction price was seven million.
Su Hang's eyes were a little excited.
Staring at the bowl again.
"Old man, can you not let me take a look?"
The old man was also cheerful: "They are all old things. Are you sure you want to see them? They may be a little... dirty."
He felt a little embarrassed when he saw Su Hang dressed in a clean Chinese tunic suit and looking like a big boss.
Su Hang smiled: "Old man, we are all farmers."
The old man nodded and sent the bowl to Su Hang.
Su Hang carefully took the bowl and carefully observed the patterns on it.
After a while, he could tell himself with certainty that this was the old object that was auctioned in the previous life.
He returned the bowl to the old man.
"This bowl is really beautiful."
The old man's son glanced at Su Hang and snorted: "You are beautiful and can't be exchanged for money. My family is so poor. We make so much money selling vegetables every day that we can't even eat meat."
His words made the old man's eyes turn red.
The old man ate half of the steamed bun and drank most of the bowl of water.
Su Hang thought for a moment and asked directly: "Old man, will you sell this bowl?"
"Bowl?" The old man was stunned for a moment. "Little comrade, do you want to buy this bowl?"
Su Hang nodded and opened his thin lips: "I like this bowl very much, so if you sell it, I will give you money."
The elderly don't know what to do.
"This bowl is really... too old."
When the old man's son heard that he could sell it for money, he immediately sat up straight with a trace of greed in his eyes: "How much do you give me?"
Su Hang knew in his heart that no matter how much money he sold, it would never fall into the old man's pocket.
"Please make a price."
The old man's son took a look and stretched out five fingers: "Fifty."
The old man was shocked by his son's asking price: "Three, how can this bowl be worth fifty? We can't do this."
The old man's son ignored it and grabbed the bowl in his hand: "I'll sell it to you for fifty."
"If it works, it will be fifty."
Su Hang took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the old man's son.
The old man's son took the money, with a smile on his face, and put the bowl directly into Su Hang's arms.
Su Hang carefully took the bowl, wrapped it in the clothes in the bag, and then placed it carefully in the bag for fear of being broken.
After all, this is an old object worth seven million.
"You like this bowl so much? It's not worth fifty yuan at all." The old man whispered.
Su Hang wrote lightly: "Maybe I have a relationship with this bowl. I liked the pattern on it when I first saw it."
After hearing what he said, the old man said nothing more.
The father and son got off at the next stop.
Su Hang looked at the old man's stooped body and couldn't help but shook his head.
Holding the valuable bowl in his arms, Su Hang did not dare to sleep for fear of accidentally breaking the bowl.
The bus broke down again halfway, and the originally two-hour drive didn't arrive at Fengcheng Station until midnight.
Su Hang got out of the car and moved his somewhat stiff limbs.
Riding in this car is so damn tiring.
He found a guest house nearby.
A room was opened.
After making sure that the door lock was still working, he locked the door with confidence.
Carefully place the bowl on the table.
I really like it more and more the more I watch it.
He was really too tired. After a simple wash, Suhang lay on the bed and slept until eight o'clock the next morning.
After having some breakfast, Suhang felt refreshed.
Before leaving, he even added another lock to the door.
I walked to the front desk, stuffed a few tickets into the old man's hands, and told him to pay more attention to the room.
When the old man received the money, he immediately smiled and promised again and again that no one would come near him.
Su Hang left the guest house with peace of mind.
He had done business in Fengcheng in his previous life, so he was relatively reassured about the security of Fengcheng.
Suhang had inquired in advance that Fengcheng had one of the largest plastics factories.
He went straight to Qingda Plastic Factory.
After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at Qingda Plastic Factory.
Standing outside the door, Su Hang looked around.
The location is good, but...
Isn’t it time to go to work at this time?
I didn't seem to hear the sound of the machine running.
Su Hang looked puzzled and walked to the door.
An old janitor came over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Su Hang knew that the more such a small person is, the more he can find out things that outsiders don't know.
He quickly lit a cigarette and brought it to the old man.
The old man was not polite. He took the cigarette and softened his attitude a lot: "Young man, are you looking for a job? The plastic factory is not what it used to be. There are no orders at all. I heard that a group of workers will leave in a while."
No order?
Suhang was a little surprised.
Isn't Qingda Plastic Factory the largest plastic factory in Fengcheng?
Why are you so depressed now?
Su Hang sighed.
With a state-owned factory developing like this, it seems that small private factories will soon take over.