Chapter 285 The token is worthless

Chapter 285 The token is worthless

The three of them looked around and left the antique shop.

"Hao Ming, don't come to this store anymore. They are even more shady than those people in the old shop."

Chen Jianye reminded.

"I don't buy antiques on this street because I'm afraid of being ripped off."

Yang Haoming chuckled.

"You are smart. If you are not sure, then don't buy it."

“You won’t lose if you don’t buy it.”

Chen Jianye smiled slightly.

I think of a group of investors who bought A-shares in later generations.

Because of greed or other reasons, they invested a lot of money in the stock market, and ended up becoming green leeks.

If those people were half as smart as Yang Haoming, they would not have been harvested by Big A.

The three of them entered the next store.

Yang Haoming didn't know the owner of this shop, so he chatted with him for a while and explained his purpose. The shop manager and his two companions looked around casually.

There are many combinations like Chen Jianye and his three-man team.

Most people who love antiques come here to look for bargains, bringing their friends with them.

Firstly, it allows you to communicate with like-minded people, and secondly, if you come across something that you like but are unsure about, you can ask your friends for advice.

Maybe your friends can see things that you can’t see in antiques.

Or if you are interested in antiques, you can bring an antique master you are familiar with and try your luck at Panjiayuan.

The shop owner rarely receives single customers every day. Instead, most of them come in groups of two or three, like Chen Jianye.

Chen Jianye glanced at the pile of groceries at the door and was about to walk into the house.

Suddenly he stopped again.

He reached into the 'groceries' and pulled out a wooden token.

The token is black in color, much heavier than wood and lighter than iron.

One side has the ancient Chinese characters "Palace City" engraved on it, and the other side has regular ancient Chinese characters in small size.

Chen Jianye stretched out two fingers of one hand, pinched the token, and tapped the token lightly with the other hand.

The token made a clicking sound.

"interesting."

Chen Jianye raised the corner of his mouth and handed the token to Yang Haoming: "Haoming, help me find the stall owner to ask for the price."

"Good."

Yang Haoming took the token, his eyes shining.

Items that can be placed in the pile of sundries are generally cheaper and are the store's "high-volume items."

If you can pick out good stuff from this pile of things, it would undoubtedly be a bargain.

Chen Jianye continued to walk into the house.

The layout of this shop is similar to the previous one. There are three long wooden shelves in the room, on which are placed various antiques.

Antiques that can be placed on wooden shelves are naturally fine products.

Chen Jianye stood in front of the wooden shelf, looking up at the antiques from the top.

"Jianye, this token is twenty yuan, do you want to buy it?"

Yang Haoming came back to deliver the message.

Chen Jianye took out two big unity notes from his cloth bag and said, "Chop it down to fifteen, and you and Jibin will split the five dollars."

"I didn't do anything, you three and I two."

Qiu Jibin said quickly.

"Well, I'll try my best to chop off a few dollars."

"Wait for me to believe."

Yang Haoming put the Great Unity in his pocket and left in high spirits.

"Jianye, what is that token?"

Qiu Jibin asked curiously.

"This is the Ming Dynasty imperial city guard's token. I bought it for fun."

Chen Jianye said with a smile.

"The token doesn't seem to be worth much."

Qiu Jibin asked with some doubt.

Although he did not collect antiques, through cooperation with Yang Haoming, Qiu Jibin was not completely ignorant of the value of antiques.

"It's really not worth much. What I value is the other value of the token."

Chen Jianye smiled mysteriously.

"What's the value?"

Qiu Jibin was itching to do it.

"I'll tell you guys when I buy it back."

Chen Jianye smiled slightly.

Qiu Jibin temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

After a while, Yang Haoming came back with the token and handed it to Chen Jianye: "I bought it, but I only cut the price by four dollars. The shop owner refused to lower it any further."

"You two can split the money you get from the chopping. I don't care."

Chen Jianye took the token, tossed it up and weighed it in his hand, a smile appearing on his lips.

"Jianye, why do you buy this thing?"

Qiu Jibin couldn't suppress his curiosity.

"This thing is the token of the Ming Dynasty's imperial city garrison, and it is also the token of the garrison commander."

Chen Jianye held the token in one hand, standing on his fingertips, and lowered his voice: "It's pure gold."

"Oh my god, pure gold?"

Yang Haoming was suddenly excited.

"You should think about it."

Chen Jianye handed over the token.

Yang Haoming took it, weighed it, and put it in his mouth again. He was about to take a bite, but then he decided to put it down.

Tooth marks on the token will cause it to lose value.

"It's okay, go ahead and bite."

Chen Jianye said with a smile.

Yang Haoming took a bite with his teeth, and indeed a dent appeared on the token.

"Fuck, such a big piece of pure gold must weigh more than 30 grams."

Qiu Jibin was also excited.

He is a trader and knows the price of gold very well.

Nowadays, the price of gold is about 9.5 yuan per gram. More than 30 grams of gold are worth more than 300 yuan.

No wonder Chen Jianye didn't hesitate at all when he paid just now.

It turns out that he has seen through the true value of this token.

"Twenty dollars, change it to three hundred dollars, and you can make fifteen times the profit in one resale."

Yang Haoming looked at Chen Jianye: "Jianye, I'm fucking jealous of you."

Yang Haoming didn't feel much when he saw Chen Jianye collecting small porcelain bowls, snuff bottles, bird cages and so on.

But when Yang Haoming saw Chen Jianye receiving such a large piece of gold, he was really envious and jealous.

Gold is hard currency everywhere and can be easily exchanged for money.

"If you practice your skills well, you will get the chance to make a breakthrough."

Chen Jianye put the token into the cloth bag with a smile on his face. He looked at Qiu Jibin and said, "Jibin, do you know where I can find a master craftsman who can make gold bracelets?"

"Do you want to make a gold bracelet for your wife?"

Qiu Jibin was very smart and asked back.

"Yes, make a gold bracelet as jewelry."

Chen Jianye nodded.

He wanted to buy a jade bracelet before, also thinking of buying a piece of jewelry for Ran Qiuye.

If you come across gold now, it’s more worthwhile to buy it directly for twenty dollars.

"I know several goldsmiths, but I have to tell you, a gold bracelet weighing more than 30 grams is too ostentatious."

"If you wear a big gold bracelet while walking, people will notice you. If you leave it at home, you can't guarantee that no one will have any thoughts about you."

Qiu Jibin reminded carefully.

Not showing off your wealth is a basic quality for adults.

Even if you don’t know it at the beginning, you will naturally know it after suffering a few losses.

"You're right. I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it."

"Then tell me how to use this token."

Chen Jianye nodded.

Even if you are rich, you should not show off your wealth.

Just like Yi Zhonghai, the richest man in the compound, who earns 99 yuan a month and eats and wears the same things as ordinary people.

Regardless of whether he is pretending or not, at least on the surface he is the same as everyone else.

This is the master.

I have a few coppers in my pocket, and I can't wait to shake my pocket when I walk to make a noise.

That kind of person won't last long.

"I suggest you wear smaller jewelry, such as earrings, rings, and necklaces, so that they are scattered and look less conspicuous."

Qiu Jibin said.

"Well, what you said makes sense. I will discuss this with you later."

Chen Jianye accepted the suggestion.

After they finished their conversation in a low voice, Chen Jianye continued to look at antiques.

First row of wooden frames, fifth column, third row.

Chen Jianye saw a long sword spanning two antique positions.

The long sword was about one meter long and was placed on a wooden sword rack. It had a complete hilt and scabbard, but there was a lot of rust on it, which destroyed the beauty and solemnity of the sword.

“This sword.”

Chen Jianye murmured to himself, his palm fell on the scabbard, and he gently held the sword in his hand.

"Jianye, swords and other things are not valuable."

Yang Haoming reminded.

Most of the antiques that can be placed on wooden shelves are worth a lot of money.

The starting price is over fifty.

As for things like swords, unless they are of a high reputation, they basically cannot be sold at a high price.

The reason is simple: there are too many swords in stock.