Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

The young man who was in a hurry to leave Pigeon City stopped decisively, looked at Wang Dong and asked seriously: "Are you really willing to buy the antique in my hand for 100 yuan..."

Wang Dong nodded: "As long as you dare to sell, I dare to buy...but your price must be fair..."

"Can food be bought with antiques?" the young man continued to ask.

Wang Dong nodded again: "As long as the price you offer is right, I can find a way to get you 50 kilograms of food..."

As the saying goes, opportunity cannot be missed.

Although after a year these grains can be exchanged for more money, and possibly even gold.

But antiques are not something you can touch whenever you want.

It's just like the antique bowl in my hand.

It was worth more than a hundred dollars two years ago, but now it is only worth ten dollars because it is not accepted by people.

After the storm and the reform and opening up, the value of these antiques will skyrocket.

As long as the antiques in your hand are authentic, it is easy to sell them for thousands of dollars.

Try again and wait a few years. If you meet someone who wants to collect it, it is possible to sell it for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

I finally came across an antique and I had to buy it no matter what.

From what the young man said, he still had piles of antiques at home. In this case, even if Tang Lin had to sell him some food at a low price, he still wanted to have a good relationship with him and establish a good relationship with him to create conditions for buying more antiques from him in the future.

Some people may say that antiques are so valuable, how could they be found in piles? The young man in front of them must be lying.

actually not.

There are still a large number of old people from the Qing Dynasty active in Beijing today.

These people were all from royal families at that time, and everything in their homes was an antique.

Now in the new society, the antiques in their homes are no longer unfamiliar, and to say they are in piles is not a big deal.

Not to mention getting all the antiques in his house, even if you only get back one-fifth or even one-tenth of them, it would be an untold fortune in a few decades.

The young man was persuaded by Wang Dong and immediately said, "Take me and come to the pigeon market again tomorrow night... Bring the money and food, and we'll exchange as long as the price is right."

The young man knew that the antiques in his home were very valuable, but his family had no money or food, and the antiques could not be eaten.

If I were to starve to death, no matter how valuable those antiques were, they would be useless. It would be better to take out some of them and exchange them for food to fill my stomach.

As antiques were not easy to sell nowadays, he waited in the Pigeon Market for several days before he exchanged an antique small bowl for two cured chickens.

The young man finally met someone who was interested in antiques, willing to spend money to buy them, and who agreed to exchange the antiques for food. He was determined to seize the opportunity.

Although the price of the antique sold to Wang Dong was very low, at least Wang Dong was willing to pay for it.

For those who are not interested in antiques, the antique bowl that was just exchanged may not be worth even a pound of flour.

In comparison, young people are obviously more willing to sell their antiques to Wang Dong, even if the price is lower.

When leaving Pigeon City, Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan each had five more kilograms of flour on their shoulders.

When Wang Dong asked, he found out that they had snatched the flour at a high price of 80 cents per pound.

When they paid for the white flour, many people around them said that they were fools for spending four times the price to buy several kilograms of white flour. They might as well switch to two-ounce flour and corn flour.

But they believed in Wang Dong's judgment and resolutely spent money to buy the flour.

Wang Dong was very happy after hearing this and answered seriously: "After the New Year, you will find out how correct your decision tonight was."

"If you believe me..."

"During this period, whenever you have time, come to Pigeon City to buy food, and try to exchange all the money in your home for food!" Tang Dashan took a breath and asked back: "Master..."

"The price of food has increased four or five times compared to before. Is it going to go up further?"

Wang Dong replied calmly: "This is just the beginning!"

"One day in the future, you won't be able to buy even a pound of food in Pigeon City with your Great Unity. You can imagine how high the food price will be at that time!"

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At the entrance of the courtyard.

Although it was already very late, Yan Fugui was still standing guard at the door without resting.

I have been here all day today and only got a few vegetable leaves. I feel very unwilling.

More than an hour ago, Wang Dong and Tang Dashan left the courtyard. Although they walked separately, Yan Fugui still saw it clearly.

Going out so late at night was definitely not for the purpose of preparing a feast. The first thought that came to Yan Fugui's mind was that they were going to the Pigeon Market to buy things.

Because there is only the Pigeon Market to go to at night.

The supply and marketing cooperatives, factories, and vegetable markets were all closed for the day and they couldn't buy anything even if they wanted to.

If they really went to the Pigeon Market to buy something, could I take the opportunity to get some benefits from them?

I won’t say too much, a bowl of noodles will do.

Although he knew that Wang Dong, Tang Dashan and others didn't like him very much, in order to get benefits, Yan Fugui still shamelessly blocked the gate of the courtyard with a smile on his face.

"Dongzi... Dashan... where have you been so late? If you come back any later, the gate of the courtyard will be locked!"

After saying that, his eyes were fixed on the cloth bags on Tang Dashan and Huang Longfei's shoulders, unable to move away.

Based on Yan Fugui's many years of experience as a gatekeeper, he could tell that the cloth bag was most likely filled with two-grain flour and white flour.

Now the grain supply listed in the grain book is getting less and less, and the grain prices in the Pigeon Market have soared several times. The Yan family's limited grain is rationed every day, not even one or two more.

Even so, there were signs that there was not enough food at home.

Suddenly seeing Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan each carrying 10 to 20 kilograms of food, Tang Lin's first reaction was jealousy, and he wished he could snatch the food into his own hands.

But this is obviously impossible.

But if he could get one or two bowls of noodles from them, it would be a godsend for Yan Fugui.

Just as Yan Fugui was getting more and more excited and was about to ask for benefits subconsciously, Wang Dong saw through Yan Fugui's intention to take advantage of him and interrupted him without giving him a chance to speak.

"Third Uncle..."

"We calculated the time to come back..."

"I just checked, it's not time to lock our courtyard yet!"

"Is there someone waiting at home?"

"Please let us go, we want to go home..."

An embarrassed expression immediately flashed across Yan Fugui's face. He didn't expect Wang Dong to be so disrespectful to him and not even give him a chance to speak.

But in order to get food from Huang Longfei, he was willing to risk it all and said shamelessly: "Dashan... Longfei... why did you go out so early in the morning?"

"What good stuff do you have on you that you want me to take a look at?"

(End of this chapter)