Chapter 678: Knife in Hand
It’s pitiful to see the love of parents in the world. If it wasn’t for his son’s marriage, the old man who has been honest all his life would not be willing to take this risk.
If they were really caught, they would become famous in the village, and they would have no chance of finding wives in the surrounding area.
After all, who would want to marry a man who has been in jail?
"Comrade, if you really want that set of knives, let's go back to the village to get it now. Let's meet at the city gate at seven in the morning?" The old man said seriously.
The set of knives had been in their home for decades. They were real old items, but knives don’t get more valuable as they age. Plus, the price of the knives was not low, so they had never been sold.
If I miss this opportunity, I don’t know when I can sell the set of knives.
The young man in front of me was generous and willing to exchange it for an all-steel watch, which was already very rare and would never be available again.
"Okay, let's meet at the city gate at seven in the morning. I'll bring the industrial coupons and money, and you bring the set of knives."
After confirming the time and place, Chen Jun did not linger any longer and left the black market.
Although I didn't come across any antique calligraphy or paintings this time, it was still a great deal to have a set of handy knives.
Go home to sleep, and go to the city gate to pick up the goods early in the morning.
.......
At around six in the morning, Chen Jun packed up and got up.
After finishing washing up, he suddenly remembered something and lent his bicycle to Sha Zhu!
In this weather, if you walk to the city gate, you will definitely sweat all over.
As I was thinking about it, I caught a glimpse of a bicycle out of the corner of my eye.
Tsk!
Although his own car was loaned out, Xu Damao's car was still at home.
"Xu Damao, let me ride your bike!" Chen Jun walked to the bicycle and shouted towards the window.
"Ah? What? What car?"
Xu Damao's confused voice came from the room, and it was obvious that this guy had not woken up yet.
Chen Jun smiled, pushed his bicycle and went out.
Anyway, he had already greeted Xu Damao, so he couldn't blame himself if he didn't hear it clearly.
After leaving the alley, Chen Jun bought two fried dough sticks on the roadside and ate them while rushing towards the city gate. It felt like he had returned to his previous life, when he was eating buns while rushing to catch the subway.
Although material resources were more abundant at that time, life now is happier in comparison.
Putting aside his savings, he now owns a fully paid-for house and car in Beijing, and a monthly salary of over a hundred yuan, which he cannot spend. He simply cannot spend it all.
When Chen Jun arrived at the city gate, he saw the father and son setting up a stall on the black market from afar.
Hey!
The father and son actually came here in a donkey cart. No wonder the boy wanted to buy a watch when he got married. His family is quite rich!
But think about it, with so many farm tools, it would be useless without a cart.
"Hey, over here, over here!"
The old man’s son was the first to see Chen Jun and waved his hands excitedly. He couldn’t wait to go to the department store to buy a watch.
While his peers were still worrying about finding a partner, he was already wearing a watch. It makes me excited just thinking about it.
"Snapped!"
But as soon as he said this, he was hit hard by the old man.
"Why are you shouting? It's daytime now, just behave yourself!" The old man knocked his pipe on the donkey cart, then jumped off.
"Did you bring the things?" Chen Jun glanced at the donkey cart, but it was covered with a torn quilt and he couldn't see anything.
"Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond!"
As the young man spoke, he pulled back the torn quilt, revealing a box. Although the box was a bit old, there was a hint of sparkle on it.
"Well, actually, not counting the knives inside, this wooden box alone is already an old item. I think it will be no problem to sell it for ten yuan at Liulichang..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the back of his head again.
The old man glared at him and said unhappily, "You're the only one who talks too much!"
"Really? I asked someone before. This box is not simple. Maybe it can be sold for twenty dollars!" said the young man somewhat unconvinced.
Ten or twenty yuan is a considerable amount of money, not to mention in the countryside, even in the city.
The reason why the young man brought this box was that he was worried that Chen Jun would look down on his own knives, and he wanted to use this box to raise the price.
After all, industrial coupons plus one hundred and ten yuan is not a small amount.
If Chen Jun changes his mind and doesn't buy it, his watch will be gone.
"Okay, okay, let me take a look at the knife first. Let's change it as soon as possible and retreat as soon as possible." Chen Jun reminded with a smile.
"Hey, comrade, you are right!" The old man took the wooden box directly from his son and placed it steadily in front of Chen Jun.
"Gilded nanmu box, year 240, grade A."
Looking at the prompt that appeared in front of him, Chen Jun couldn't help but twitch his eyes.
Oops! !
This guy is not bragging, the box is really a good thing.
Chen Jun didn't know much about what gilt nanmu was, but he knew about golden nanmu. That thing was extremely expensive and should be no worse than gilt nanmu. What's more, this box had been preserved for more than two hundred years and was still intact. He made a profit on this deal.
Although he was a little excited, Chen Jun appeared to be very calm.
He reached out and opened the box, where nine knives were neatly arranged. These knives were better than those on the black market in terms of texture and appearance.
Not only that, each knife has a mark, indicating that these nine knives are a complete set.
After checking the nine knives one by one, Chen Jun closed the box with satisfaction.
I made money, I made a lot of money this time!
"How is it? Is there a problem with our box of knives?" the young man asked impatiently. He was worried that Chen Jun would change his mind at the last minute or bargain.
"No problem, let's do the deal now?" Chen Jun rubbed his hot eyes and nodded.
"Row!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jun first took out an industrial coupon from his pocket and handed it over. Then he took out a thick stack of Mao Zedong's banknotes from his other pocket, counted out one hundred and ten yuan and handed it to the young man.
"Wait a minute, let me count it first!" the young man took the money and said.
But before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the back of his head again.
idiot.
Just count the money, why do you say it out loud? The old man cursed in his heart.
Seeing this, Chen Jun smiled, moved the box to the back seat of the bicycle, and simply secured it with a rope.
I will take the tool to the steel mill later to try out the feel of it.
"The money is wrong!"
Chen Jun had just finished packing the boxes when he heard the young man's voice.
Ok?
Wrong money?
That's impossible. I counted it very clearly just now. There's no way it can be less.
"My watch cost one hundred and six dollars, and you gave me four dollars more!"