Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 31 Bronze Marquis (please read)

Early the next morning, just after dawn, He Xiao woke up again.

In this day and age, there are no entertainment activities at night. He doesn't even have a TV or radio in his house, so he doesn't know what to do if he doesn't sleep.

But this is quite healthy.

He took out a pair of black shorts and a white shirt from the small suitcase and put them on.

Carrying the small enamel basin, He Xiao walked to the yard and immediately saw Qin Huairu who was making breakfast.

Qin Huairu also saw He Xiao, but she lost the enthusiasm of yesterday and acted as if she didn't see anyone. She didn't even say hello, let alone have breakfast together.

He Xiao is happy and at ease.

After he washed up, he went back to his room.

He took a wad of money from the small suitcase, put it in his pocket, and walked out again.

When he arrived at the place where he bought the snuff bottle last time, he looked around carefully, but he didn't see the person from before.

The skinny stall owner suddenly became anxious, "How long do you have to wait? Are you kidding me? Get out of here. If you can't afford it, what price will you pay?"

A bronze marquis costs five thousand, and He Xiao doesn't know whether to say it's expensive or cheap.

What a coincidence, He Xiao was a little embarrassed, and for some reason he suddenly felt excited.

He Xiao was about to pick up a grasshopper jar and take a look at it, when he heard a loud shout from the old horse next to him.

"The grasshopper jar is used for raising grasshoppers."

The stall owner was a thin man. He frowned, thought for a while, and then nodded reluctantly.

"Lu... Hey, is this a marquis? A Marquis of Lu? Hiss, it's really for princes. Why does this prince look like someone from the Western Zhou Dynasty? Oh, this is earlier than the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period."

A medium-sized voice came, and He Xiao was startled when he heard it. The voice was a bit familiar.

Ma Weidu's back was turned to him. He Xiao didn't see what he was holding, but from what he said, it must be better than the wooden bed last time.

It was the same bookstall. When he passed by, he took a special look.

It seems that the stall owner must not be lying. He really only has those ten snuff bottles left.

Secretly warning himself, he got up and walked over there.

This section of the road was about three kilometers. When he ran over, he raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was exactly twenty minutes.

"I don't have that much money in my hands right now. You can keep this thing for a few days and I'll scrape together the money..."

He Xiao was quite surprised when he heard this.

Ma Weidu saw the two inscriptions clearly and was extremely surprised.

It's a pity to say that He Xiao felt that he arrived a little late and didn't get all of them.

However, the Marquis of the Western Zhou Dynasty, can this be bought and sold? Let alone the Western Zhou Dynasty, he had heard in his previous life that bronzes could not be traded and that buying and selling them was illegal.

Instead of going directly, he walked to the stall next door.

"Comrade, what are the jars you sell for?"

But in the Mainland, five thousand yuan for a household worth half a million yuan is really a bit expensive.

Taking the little book in hand, he continued to walk forward.

Panting heavily, beads of sweat dripped down his face. He wiped it, feeling a little dissatisfied.

I looked around and saw that there were a lot of people in the market today.

"Comrade, how did you sell this copy of "Daiyu Buried Flowers"?"

Withdrawing his mind, He Xiao looked at the bottles and cans in front of his stall and suddenly became interested.

Maybe there is no such law now, but He Xiao's interest has been greatly reduced.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Forehead……

It was a bit cold in the morning. After running for a while, his body gradually warmed up.

If this thing could be transported to Xiangjiang and sold to the wealthy people in Xiangjiang, it might be sold for tens or millions, even millions in the 1980s.

He Xiao was also shocked. If this thing was real, it would really be a national treasure.

"Marquis Lu?"

"What? Five thousand yuan, it's so expensive, why are you trying to steal the money?"

"Hey, this must be from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period, right? Oops, it even has an inscription on it, so I treasure it. This style must have been used by the princes."

What's the point of buying an antique that can't be sold later? He's not a collector.

If he buys it and puts it in his hand, if he bumps into it, he will become a sinner. Forget it, he is a loyal person, so he should give it to Lao Ma.

This time he didn't want to ride a little Suzuki.

After wiping his sweat, he walked slowly along the road for three minutes and arrived at the entrance of Dangenxiao City.

Less than the price of two large meat buns, it was not expensive. He Xiao took out thirty cents and handed it over neatly.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Picking up a book at random, he flipped through it, but he didn't expect that the illustrations inside were quite exquisite.

"What a good thing. It's such a good thing. It's not easy to find. Look at the patina. It's all traces of history..."

"Well……"

Glancing at the stall again, he became interested in the little book on the side.

There were many types of grasshopper jars on the stall, including ones made of gourds, bamboos, wood, and porcelain jars. This was his first time seeing them, and they were quite interesting.

Going all the way south, he reached Zhushikou East Street, and then turned east along the road.

Turning around, I saw that Ma Weidu was haggling with the stall owner, but from the look of the stall owner, it was hard for him to negotiate the price.

"Sanmao."

When I got to the yard, I stretched my legs and warmed up my body, then trotted out of the yard.

Ma Weidu felt heartache and glanced left and right. He happened to see He Xiao watching the excitement and ran over immediately.

"Three thousand, at most three thousand, no more."

He didn't stop when he got to the road and ran towards Dangen Xiaoshi.

Turning his head and glancing over there, he saw clearly what Ma Weidu was holding, a bronze jue, just like what was shown on TV.

He found a breakfast stall, bought two large meat buns, and started shopping while eating.

I turned around and saw Ma Weidu again. He was squatting in front of a puddle, looking at something.

Although he is not weak, his body is not strong either. This is not good. It seems that he will need to exercise more in the future.

There were no old newspapers on the stall, so it seemed like he had bought them all.

"One thousand? You can say it. I think you are a knowledgeable person. You have the nerve to offer one thousand for a bronze jue used by princes?"

"No, your price is too expensive. I can give you one thousand at most."

"Okay, three thousand is three thousand. If I hadn't been in a hurry to use the money, I wouldn't have sold it to you. You've really made a big deal."

"Little brother, do you still recognize me?"

"He Xiao, He Xiao, you can't keep doing things like cutting off hair. It's so unethical."

After running less than a kilometer, he turned a corner and ran south along Qinian Street. Tangen'erxiao Market was at the end of the road.

He Xiao was happy and nodded quickly.

"Little brother, I came across a good thing, but I don't have enough money. I know you are also a wealthy person. Can you see if we can pool our money and buy it together."

"Buy together?"

He Xiao was stunned, why did he suddenly feel something was wrong.

(End of chapter)