In the 1990s, the boss's cannon fodder ex-wife awakened

Chapter 226 Antique Street Taobao

"I don't want to give birth either. A man is happy for a second, and a woman has to dedicate her life. The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry. I don't want to become a spring silkworm and a wax torch just to have a child."

Sheng Baojun was full of disgust. A person like her is only suitable for living alone. It is better not to start a family and harm men and children.

"What you said is so scary, the baby is so cute, I want to have a baby, and I want to have six, six or six will be smooth!" Tian Xinxin is full of longing for the future, and said: "I want to find a handsome guy with a height of 180 to be my husband , it is best to give birth to a child like him, tall and good-looking, it will be so cool to take it out!"

"Give birth, the contribution of our country's population depends entirely on you, and give birth to me and Microwave." Sheng Baojun patted her shoulder with a smile, very supportive of this girl.

"And mine, please!"

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

"And mine, thanks!"

Zhou Yuxin smiled slightly.

Tian Xinxin blinked her eyes, came to her senses, and yelled: "What's wrong with you all? 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 gave birth to us, and we also paid for the babysitter and the milk powder." Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

"I wrapped the diapers." Ji Wei said with a smile.

"I'll pay for 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, you won't give birth, and I don't want to give birth either."

"No, you have to live, we all support you!"

"No, you'll all be beautiful by then, and I'll be the yellow-faced woman. Hmph, don't give birth!"

A few girls chatted, laughed and played around, and separated downstairs in the community. Jiang Hanyan was going 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 is not big and looks very simple. There are some old things scattered on the ground, including books, porcelain, bronzes, copper coins, etc. It looks very messy , it is also difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Jiang Hanyan picked out a few ancient coins, all of which were genuine, and she could sense them in her hand. The real ancient coins contained aura. The older the time, the stronger the aura. She couldn't tell the age, but there was a lot of aura , should be a good thing.

There was a pile of ancient coins on the stall, and five of them were real. Jiang Hanyan picked out all of them, and even picked out a few fake ones. Then he asked, "How much?"

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

The stall owner was talking endlessly, but was interrupted by Jiang Hanyan, "I want to buy these, you set a price."

"five hundred!"

The stall owner stretched out a slap, and his eyes rolled quickly. At first glance, this young couple looked like a fool with a lot of money, and they had to have a good meal.

"Five hundred for such a few broken coins? No more!"

Jiang Hanyan threw away the ancient coins, turned around and left. In fact, the five ancient coins were far more than five hundred, but to find goods in the antique market, you rely on your eyesight and luck. If you can find treasures at the lowest price, that is your real skill.

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

The stall owner kept yelling, and even chased after him to pull people. Jiang Hanyan hesitated for a while, then stopped and said, "You didn't sell it sincerely, so I'll buy it at the real price."

"For the sake of the girl's sincerity in buying it, let me say a conscientious price, four hundred and five, which is very conscientious!"

"Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? For 100 yuan, I'll buy ten, and if you don't sell it, forget it."

Jiang Hanyan didn't ask for a particularly low price. Even if the four real ancient coins can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan now, it will definitely increase by more than ten times in a few decades.

But the stall owners will definitely not suffer. They collect these ancient coins by the catty, and they can collect a lot for a few dollars.

"Girl, please add more, 100 yuan is not even enough for travel expenses."

"Forget it, I'll go to another place to buy."

Jiang Hanyan tried to leave again, but was stopped decisively by the stall owner, "Yes, it's only 100 yuan!"

The stall owner looked pained on the surface, but in fact his heart was full of joy. Most of the ancient coins inside were made in factories, and there were a few coins that 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 the ancient coin didn't seem real, so he put it on the stall for sale, not to mention 100 yuan, even if it was yuan, he would sell it.

Jiang Hanyan paid 100 yuan and put ten ancient coins in the bag, which actually transferred into the space.

The stall owner next door was very envious, and shouted loudly: "Girl, come and have a look at me, the newly acquired Ming Dynasty vase is definitely a real antique."

Jiang Hanyan looked at the vase of the Ming Dynasty pointed by the stall owner. It looked gaudy and 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. With the influence of a person, you can tell that this vase is a fake.

But there is really a good thing in this booth. You can sense the rich aura before you start it. Lu Chen also felt it. He said in Jiang Hanyan's ear: "That black clay pot seems unusual."

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

Jiang Hanyan whispered to him that this pottery pot was more than a foot high, with a small neck, a big body, black and blue in color, and it looked very inconspicuous, a bit like the rice vat that kept rice at home when I was a child.

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

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

"Sister, the ones in the market are high-end products from the factory assembly line, but mine are antiques, they are different!"

Jiang Hanyan glanced at him, picked up a vase, and turned it upside down, revealing the following lines of small characters——

Qingfeng Sanren Bingzi Year.

The year of Bingzi was last year, and this pair of vases was made last year. Hundreds of years have passed since the Ming Dynasty, and Jiang Hanyan didn't say anything. He heard the stall owner say, "This Qingfeng Sanren is from the Ming Dynasty, and the vases they made are very beautiful. Famous, sister, you won't suffer a loss if you buy it back, and it can increase in value!"

Jiang Hanyan laughed secretly, and deliberately said: "200 yuan, I'll buy a pair, if you don't agree, forget it."

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

"How about two hundred and five, let me make some money." The stall owner continued to lower the price, his face full of pain.

"You are only two hundred and five, only two hundred, if you don't want to forget it!"

Jiang Hanyan rolled his eyes, and the stall owner said with a grin, "Sure, it's only two hundred. I didn't earn a penny, and I paid for the travel expenses. I made friends with the two of you."

In fact, he is already struggling. The purchase price for a pair of vases is only 15 yuan, and one order can be managed for a day.

Jiang Hanyan took out 200 yuan, suddenly pointed to the black clay pot, and said coquettishly to Lu Chen, "This is just right for storing rice. I've bought rice pots for a long time but haven't found a suitable one. This one It's just fine."

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, and his eyes were a bit weird, but he didn't remind him, and even said: "Young lady has good eyesight, this jar is very strong, it's perfect for storing rice, it doesn't get worms or mold."

(End of this chapter)