Pick up bargains in Chinatown and make 10,000 times the profit at the beginning

Chapter 25: Daily Bleeding
Lin Yuan and his group are now in the north of the market, which is mostly filled with antique stalls.

Paul led them to a stall, which was quite large, a full ten meters long. There were two bosses, both of them were Asian, and they were talking incoherently, but Lin Yuan and the others knew that they were having a good time.

The two young men were obviously acquainted with Paul. When they saw Paul and his men coming over, they immediately nodded and bowed, showing a bit of the demeanor of the traitors of the past.

Paul did not have a good attitude towards them.

This is normal, after all, he is their American father.

The two kids wanted to please Paul, so they pointed at the things on the stall and asked Paul to pick one at random as a token of their respect to him.

Paul didn't bother to be polite with them. He brought Lin Yuan here with this intention.

However, he didn't know how to see, so he turned his gaze to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan understood immediately and pointed: "That one is nice."

I saw that it was a piece of blue and white porcelain.

Paul reached out and grabbed the blue and white porcelain and handed it to Lin Yuan.

This practice was actually against the industry norms, but Paul didn't care. No one dared to talk to him about the industry norms, and he was angry in his heart but could not say anything.

Lin Yuan took it in his hand, pretended to look at it for a while, and confirmed that it was a treasure.

"Well, not bad."

As we all know, blue and white porcelain is one of the mainstream varieties of Chinese porcelain and is an underglaze colored porcelain.

It uses natural cobalt material to paint and decorate on white clay, then covers it with transparent glaze, and then fires it once at a high temperature of around 1300 degrees Celsius, allowing the colorant to fully penetrate into the glaze, presenting a lush blue pattern that looks quiet, beautiful, clear and elegant.

The artistic charm of "like blue clouds and ink, like spring reeds floating in the air" still leads the mainstream direction of ceramic art decoration and is hailed as a treasure of the world.

This is a bowl with a peony pattern on the body and the inscription "Made in the Jiaqing Period of the Qing Dynasty" on the bottom of the bowl.

"How much is it worth?" Paul asked.

He only cares about how much money it is.

Although Lin Yuan knew its approximate value, it would be inappropriate to discuss this in front of the stall owner, right?
Henry pulled Paul, signaling him not to go too far.

Paul had no choice but to give up. Instead, he pointed at Lin Yuan and others around him and told Xiao Rizi: "They are all my friends."

Although it was not said explicitly, everyone present understood the meaning.

The two kids immediately looked bitter. They knew what he meant. They were very reluctant, but they had no choice but to smile and say, "We both have it, we both have it."

My uncle and the audience in the live broadcast room almost peed themselves with laughter.

Sure enough, the smile doesn’t disappear, it just shifts!

Everyone felt happy seeing that the little guy was suffering but didn't dare to get angry.

Henry didn't understand either, and also looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was speechless, but still pointed. It was a silver coin.

“Bring it here and let me see it!”

Because it was a bit far away and Henry couldn't reach it, he asked the stall owner to help pass it to him.

Life was handed to Henry respectfully, but he felt like he was screwed.

"This is our great Japan..."

Before he could finish, Henry interrupted him rudely: "You want me to say it?"

Little Days: "..."

Henry handed the silver coin to Lin Yuan. He only believed in Lin Yuan's appraisal. Lin Yuan took it and looked at it for a while as usual. He said, "This should be the trade silver of Xiaori. The Xiaori government at that time specially minted and issued a kind of silver coin in order to trade with other countries."

As far as he knows, the standard weight of this silver coin is 27.216 grams and the fineness is 90% silver. The version selected is the version of the US silver coin in 1877. The original one-dollar silver coin was converted into trade silver and was discontinued after three years of minting.

Of course, the circulation of this kind of silver coin is quite large, more than three million pieces.

Logically speaking, with so many issued, there must be a lot of them in existence, so their value must not be high.

However, there are not many of these silver coins in existence. From the 11th year of the Meiji era, this type of silver coin was stopped from being minted, and a unified version with the Chinese character "一元" cast from top to bottom in the center of the front was minted and issued. The Chinese people call it "龙洋".

The workmanship is exquisite, the carved dragons are fierce and vivid, the flowers and grass are lush and leafy, the lines are smooth, and the images and texts are clear. It is a beautiful feature of the world trade silver coins and is favored by silver coin collectors.

I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that these Chinese people knew so much about their country's silver coins.

Lin Yuan gestured to Henry and didn't continue.

Henry understood it immediately. It represented the value of the silver coin. He couldn't help but feel happy.

"Brother Lin, what do you want? I'll get it for you. Where's your uncle?" Henry said with a smile.

He also followed and called him uncle.

"I'm fine with that."

The uncle said it was fine, but he still gave the choice to his nephew instead of blindly choosing. It can be seen that the things on this stall are of high quality, and he has already picked up two treasures.

Lin Yuan tilted his head, looked for a while, then moved a few steps to the right.

This stall is a bit long and the treasure hunt instrument cannot cover it.

Soon, he picked out the target and reached out to take it. With Paul and the others around, Lin Yuan didn't bother to be polite with Xiao Rizi. After all, Xiao Rizi had robbed China's treasures before, and now he was just collecting some interest.

Lin Yuan picked up the palm-sized copper object, which was actually a hand warmer.

It is a heating tool commonly used by the Chinese court and the people in the old days, in contrast to the foot warmer. Because it can be held in the hand and put into the sleeve, it is also called "hand", "holding stove", "sleeve stove"; there is charcoal fire in the stove, so it is also called "fire cage".

The hand warmer gradually developed from the fire basin and consists of a stove body, a stove bottom, a stove cover and a handle. It was first created in the Tang Dynasty and by the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the craftsmanship of hand warmers had reached perfection.

After the late Qing Dynasty, the craft of hand warmers began to decline. In the early 1950s, they were still produced in small quantities in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. With the progress of society, hand warmers gradually lost their practical value, but their historical and artistic value have been increasingly valued by people and have become a favorite work of art among collectors.

Lin Yuan threw the hand warmer to his uncle.

My uncle took it and he actually recognized this thing.

"A hand warmer?"

He pointed and asked, "Would that be better?"

Lin Yuan: "Then you change it yourself!"

My uncle smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

Are you kidding me? Let him choose for himself? Isn't that a waste of opportunity?

Lin Yuan continued to "scan" with the treasure hunter, and his eyes finally fell on something in the hands of another Japanese soldier.

"Let me see that."

I felt that my daily life was a little absurd. I waved the folding fan in my hand, as if asking: Is this it?
What the fuck, don’t Chinese people say not to take away what others love?
You're trying to snatch something from me, isn't that a bit too much? Are you doing it on purpose?

"What are you talking about? Here, you." Paul snatched it and put it in Lin Yuan's hand.

This operation almost made the audience in the live broadcast room laugh to death.

(End of this chapter)