Chapter 226 Taobao in Antique Street

Author: Lao Yang loves to eat fish

Chapter 226 Taobao in Antique Street

"I don't want to give birth either. A man is happy for a second, but a woman has to dedicate her whole life. The silkworm's threads will not be used up until it dies, and the candle's tears will not dry until it turns to ashes. I don't want to become a spring silkworm and a wax torch just to give birth to a child."

Sheng Baojun's face was filled with disgust. People like her were only suitable for living alone. It was better not to start a family and harm men and children.

"What you are saying is so scary. Children are so cute. I want to give birth to six more children. Six or six will be a success!" Tian Xinxin is full of longing for the future. She also said: "I want to find a handsome man who is 180cm tall to be my husband."

, it’s best if all the children you have are like him, tall and good-looking, it will be so cool when you take them out!”

"Have a baby, our country's population contribution is entirely due to you, including me and Weibo's share." Sheng Baojun smiled and patted her shoulder, fully supporting this girl.

"And my share, please!"

Jiang Hanyan said seriously that she didn't want to have children either.

"And mine, thank you!"

Zhou Yuxin smiled slightly.

Tian Xinxin blinked, realized what was going on, and yelled, "What's wrong with you? The children are so cute, why don't you have them? My mother asked me to have more, and she said she would pay for the nanny."

"You helped us give birth, and we also paid for a nanny and paid for milk powder." Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

"I've packed the diapers," Ji Weibo said with a smile.

"I'll cover the child's tuition." Sheng Baojun raised his hand and said.

"Then I'll cover the child's pocket money." Zhou Yuxin said slowly.

"I won't give birth. If you don't give birth, I won't give birth either."

"No, you have to live. We all support you!"

"No, by then you will all be beautiful, but I will be a yellow-faced woman. Humph, I don't want to give birth!"

The girls were walking around laughing and joking, and they separated downstairs in the community. Jiang Hanyan wanted to go home, and Sheng Baojun and the others went to Tian Xinxin's house to warm her house.

After breakfast the next day, Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen went to the antique market. The market was not big and looked very shabby. There were some old things randomly spread on the ground, including books, porcelain, bronzes, copper coins, etc. It looked very messy.

, it is also difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Jiang Hanyan picked out a few ancient coins. They were all genuine. You could feel it when you held it in your hand. Real ancient coins contained spiritual energy. The older the era, the stronger the spiritual energy. She couldn't tell the age, but there was a lot of spiritual energy.

, it should be a good thing.

There was a pile of ancient coins piled on the stall, five of which were real. Jiang Hanyan picked them all out, and also picked out a few fake ones, and then asked: "How much?"

"These are treasures from the Tang Dynasty, does Li Shimin know? They are from his dynasty."

The stall owner was talking non-stop, but was interrupted by Jiang Hanyan, "I want to buy these, please give me a price."

"five hundred!"

The stall owner stretched out his hand and rolled his eyes rapidly. The young couple looked like they were stupid and rich, and they needed to be slaughtered.

"Five hundred for such a small amount of money? No more!"

Jiang Hanyan threw away the ancient coins and turned around to leave. In fact, the five ancient coins were far more than 500. However, when you come to the antique market to hunt for goods, you rely on your eyesight and luck. Being able to find treasures at the lowest price is your real skill.

"Hey, the price is negotiable, don't leave yet, let's talk it over!"

The stall owner kept shouting and even chased after him to grab someone. Jiang Hanyan hesitated for a while, then stopped and said, "You are not sincere in selling. If you tell me the real price, I will buy it."

"For the sake of the girl sincerely buying it, I will give you a conscientious price of four hundred and fifty, which is very conscientious!"

"Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? I'll buy ten of them for one hundred yuan, and forget about selling them."

Jiang Hanyan didn't offer a particularly low price. Even if the four real ancient coins could be sold for tens of thousands of yuan now, they would definitely be more than ten times higher in a few decades.

But the stall owners will definitely not suffer a loss. They charge these ancient coins by the pound. A few yuan can get a lot.

"Girl, please add more. One hundred yuan isn't even enough for travel expenses."

"Forget it, I'll buy it elsewhere."

Jiang Hanyan started to leave again, but the stall owner decisively stopped her and said, "If it works, just one hundred yuan!"

The stall owner looked pained on the surface, but he was actually very happy. Most of the ancient coins inside were made in factories, and there were a few coins he collected from an old couple in the countryside for five yuan.

I was so happy that I thought I had made a big deal.

He asked someone to look at it and found that the ancient coin didn't look real, so he put it on a stall and sold it for even ten yuan, not to mention a hundred yuan.

Jiang Hanyan paid one hundred yuan and put ten ancient coins in his bag, which actually transferred them into space.

The stall owner next door was extremely envious and shouted loudly: "Girl, come and see, the newly collected Ming Dynasty vases are definitely real antiques."

Jiang Hanyan looked at the Ming Dynasty vase pointed by the stall owner. It looked gaudy, quite bright, and had a bit of an antique charm, but it looked very new. Although she hadn't used it yet, she had worked part-time in a museum for several years in her previous life.

If you have a lot of experience, you can tell that the vase is a fake.

But there was something really good in the stall. You could feel the rich aura even before you started using it. Lu Chen also felt it. He said in Jiang Hanyan's ear: "That black clay pot seems special."

"It's a good thing, don't show it."

Jiang Hanyan whispered to him that this clay pot was more than a foot tall, with a small neck and a large body. It was black with cyan color. It looked very inconspicuous, a bit like the rice vat used to store rice at home when he was a child.

The two walked over, and the stall owner greeted warmly: "This vase is a genuine product from the Ming Dynasty. It is absolutely high-end and elegant to display at home. Are you buying decorations for your new house? This vase is definitely suitable and not expensive. A pair only costs 600.

Yuan, I’ll give you a conscience price.”

"It's too expensive. The vase I bought at the market is only thirty." Jiang Hanyan said in disgust.

"Sister, the ones in the market are mass merchandise coming from the factory assembly line. This is an antique, it's different!"

Jiang Hanyan glanced at him, picked up a vase, turned it upside down, and revealed a few lines of small words below -

Qingfeng Sanren was born in the year Bingzi.

The year of Bingzi was last year, and this pair of vases were made last year. Hundreds of years have passed since the Ming Dynasty. Jiang Hanyan did not say anything. He heard the stall owner say: "This Qingfeng Sanren is a master of the Ming Dynasty. The vases he made are very good."

It's famous, sister, you will definitely not suffer any loss if you buy it back, and it will increase in value!"

Jiang Hanyan was secretly amused and said deliberately: "Two hundred yuan, I'll buy a pair. If you don't agree, forget it."

"Sister, can you add more? Three hundred percent?"

"How about two hundred and fifty, you can let me earn some money." The stall owner kept lowering the price, his face full of pain.

"You only have two hundred and five, just two hundred. If you don't want to, forget it!"

Jiang Hanyan rolled her eyes, and the stall owner said with a smile: "Okay, it's only two hundred, I didn't earn a penny, and I paid for travel expenses, so I can make friends with you two."

In fact, he was making a lot of money. The price of a pair of vases was only fifteen yuan, and one order could last him a whole day.

Jiang Hanyan took out two hundred yuan, suddenly pointed at the black clay pot, and said coquettishly to Lu Chen: "This is just right for holding rice. I bought the rice pot for a long time and couldn't find the right one. This

It’s just pretty good.”

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, and his eyes were a little weird, but he didn't warn him, and even said: "The girl has good eyesight, this jar is very tight, it is perfect for holding rice, and it won't grow insects or mold."
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