While Dong Xuebin was thinking about how to use his back to make a fortune in the antique market, he was preparing to go down the underground passage and cross the road to return to the hospital from the other side. The underground passage was filled with moisture and a faint smell of sex, and people were crowded on both sides of the passage.
There are many small stalls selling mobile phone pendants, small fans and peeling tools. There are also some selling peeled pineapple chunks and ice cream wrapped in plastic foam on the outermost steps, which is quite lively.
"There are popsicles, one for one, two for five."
"Come and take a look. This is the latest paring knife. It costs ten yuan a piece."
Dong Xuebin raised his feet to avoid the carrot peels on the floor. Just as he was going to look at the mobile phone chain at the stall, a familiar figure suddenly came into view. It was the middle-aged man who had just hit him - Qian Qian.
Appraisal expert Mr. Cheng. He was walking slowly to a stall selling rusty ancient coins. He leaned down and unblinkingly pulled at the pile of copper coins on the white cloth sheet.
Enemies meet on a narrow road! Dong Xuebin’s anger is rising again!
Not far away, I heard Teacher Cheng ask casually: "How to sell it?"
The stall owner was a young man in his twenties. He smoked listlessly and said without raising his head: "Five yuan a piece."
Teacher Cheng said: "Isn't it a bit expensive?"
The young man was speechless and stamped out the cigarette butt.
Seeing this, Dong Xuebin couldn't help but curl his lips. He had gone to buy goods with the owner of an antique shop. The ancient coins they had there were sold by the pound, which only cost a few cents a piece. There was nothing interesting about it.
, the stall here is probably not as good as the one where Dong Xuebin went. The sellers are more cunning than the others, and they will definitely not leave you any good things.
What about the experts? Come here to pick out coins?
Do you understand!
Just as he was thinking about it, Dong Xuebin saw Teacher Cheng stunned for a moment out of the corner of his eye. Huh? What's going on?
The man surnamed Cheng quickly grabbed eight or nine copper coins with patina from the pile of coins, took a close look at them carefully, then held them tightly in his hands without putting them back, and continued to pick up the thousands of copper coins underneath.
Copper coins, clatter, clatter, finally he swallowed and spread out the nine coins in the palm of his hand without thinking, "I want these nine first, forty-five, right? Here you go."
The young man who had been wilted all this time looked happy and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Yes, Si... eh, who are you?" The young man was stunned, and immediately patted his forehead and said: "I have seen you, you are that expert, TV
The one who specializes in coin appraisal." His eyes quickly rolled around. The young man looked at the nine copper coins in Teacher Cheng's hand and suddenly changed his tune, "I'm sorry, those are the five yuan I mentioned just now. These few of yours... um
...Five hundred one!"
Teacher Cheng's face sank: "What do you mean?"
The young man didn't say anything. He only knew that what the expert was looking for was definitely right, and these few coins might be worth a lot of money.
Dong Xuebin suddenly became happy, he deserved it! Are you dumbfounded?
But before Dong Xuebin could rejoice in his misfortune, a scene that shocked him appeared.
Teacher Cheng sneered and nodded: "Five hundred? That's really a big deal."
The young man reached out to take the copper coin in the other person's hand with a playful smile, "Forget it if you don't want it."
"Wait a minute." Teacher Cheng frowned and put the copper coins into his pocket. Without saying a word, he took out his wallet and threw 4,500 yuan to him. "Is that enough this time?"
Dong Xuebin, the young man and everyone watching the excitement were all stunned!
No one thought that Teacher Cheng would actually give money!!
Anyone who knows anything knows that because of the large number of existing coins, most of them, even old coins, are not worth much. They only cost a few cents, ten or twenty yuan, but Teacher Cheng gave them away.
That's 4,500 yuan. Could it be that he, an expert who specializes in coin research, had an eye for it? It's obviously impossible!
Did the guy surnamed Cheng miss it?
Damn! You can find good things at the stalls? Are you lucky?
Dong Xuebin's teeth were itching with hatred, but suddenly he froze, and his head started to heat up, "Back! back! back!"
The picture before my eyes flashed in vain.
"How to sell it?" asked Cheng, who was squatting at the stall.
The young man smoking a cigarette said without raising his head: "Five yuan a piece."
Teacher Cheng said: "Isn't it a bit expensive?"
The young man was speechless and stamped out the cigarette butt.
Dong Xuebin knew that his opportunity to make money had come, and rushed out. I remember that the man named Cheng just took a few coins from the lower left corner, eh, no, it seemed to be directly below, uh, that's not right either, his hand was always
In the chaos inside, the position has been messed up. In addition, Dong Xuebin was too far away to see the writing on the coin. Isn't it impossible to find it? What should I do? What should I do? Is it a waste of an opportunity?
However, in the blink of an eye, Dong Xuebin had an idea in his mind and ran to the stall and shouted: "Boss!"
The young man was startled, "...What's wrong? Buy coins?"
Teacher Cheng looked up at Dong Xuebin, raised his eyebrows, and then focused on the pile of copper coins.
Seeing that the method of diverting attention did not work, Dong Xuebin hurriedly squatted down pretending to be extravagant, squeezed Teacher Cheng away, grabbed the white cloth under the coins with both hands, and rolled up the pile of money, "Boss, your total number
How many are there? How much is a thousand? Let me weigh it first." This pile of things is quite heavy and it is difficult to hold it.
Teacher Cheng said dissatisfied: "What's wrong with you? I'm picking it up!"
Dong Xuebin sneered: "Oh, what's wrong with you picking it up? Did you pay me?"
The young man was puzzled and said: "Why are you weighing it? This is probably... about one thousand three thousand and four. By the way, you put it down first. Don't you think I haven't finished picking it yet."
Dong Xuebin said directly to the young man: "Well, I'm too lazy to count how many coins it is. I want all of them from you. How much is it?"
The young man and the man named Cheng were all startled, "Both of them?"
Dong Xuebin nodded seriously: "Yes, can you give me a price?"
The young man was quite excited and said: "If you really have everything covered, I'll give you a cheaper price, five yuan a piece, or six thousand five for one thousand three, so how about I give you six thousand?"
Dong Xuebin grabbed the four corners of the white cloth bag without letting go, "Six thousand is too expensive, four thousand is about the same."
The young man said: "My purchase price is high, it can't be any cheaper. Well, forget it, let's both take a step back, how about five thousand? If I lose, I will lose. Small profits but quick turnover, small profits but quick turnover."
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"……Fine!"
The young man had a smile on his face. He had been running a stall for a year and finally met someone who had taken advantage of him!
Teacher Cheng on the side looked at Dong Xuebin mockingly, shook his head, stood up and left. He said to himself that an amateur is an amateur, and he dares to buy coins without even looking at them? Isn't this crazy!
Dong Xuebin didn't have that much cash with him, so he and the young man went to a nearby industrial and commercial bank with a bag of coins and withdrew 5,000 yuan from the cash machine for him. Looking at the balance of the deposit, there were only a few hundred yuan left.
.However, Dong Xuebin was so happy that he hurried to the hospital carrying the coins with difficulty.