Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

The old man naturally knew what Ma Hongwei meant by those words.

They just want a high price.

Modern society is not like the past.

Back then, transportation wasn't as convenient as it is now, and information wasn't as readily available.

Therefore, these antique dealers can "buy" good things from ordinary people with just a little money.

It was around that time that he made his fortune by reselling antiques.

Unfortunately, there are too many people involved in this business, while the supply of goods from the general public is decreasing, resulting in less and less profit over the years.

In recent years, with the rise of live streaming, this has been a severe blow to them.

Those sellers are more willing to trust online influencers than physical stores like theirs.

With information about antiques and collectibles readily available online, it's no longer possible to make a fortune with a single order like in the past.

If the price isn't right, the other party might have to go all the way to Beijing.

Just as the other party said, it only takes two and a half hours to get from Ancheng to the capital, so it's a quick trip.

"If we earn less, then we earn less!"

The old man shook his head and said to Ma Hongwei, "Young man, I can give you 280 million for the one in good condition, but for this one in poor condition with severe wear, I can only give you 60!"

"Okay, deal!"

Ma Hongwei smiled and nodded.

The Soviet Yuan Shikai silver dollar he later took out was indeed in poor condition, with quite a few scratches and dents. Selling it for 60 yuan exceeded his expectations.

Then, the old man looked at the other Yuan Shikai silver dollars.

"These 1933 coins are very well preserved, I'll offer you 1200 each; 1983 coins, I'll offer 2500 each; 1990 and 1991 coins are not so good, I'll offer 950 each for them."

The old man asked, "How's the price?"

"Can!"

Ma Hongwei nodded slightly, thinking, "Since I've already made the big profit, it's fine for the other party to make some of the small profit too."

"Here, let me calculate it for you!"

The old man picked up a calculator and began calculating on the spot.

The Soviet version of the Yuan Shikai silver dollar, 280 million yuan each. Another one, 60 yuan.

Yuan Shikai silver dollars from the third year of the Republic of China (1914), 88 coins, totaling 105600 yuan.

Ten coins from the eighth year of the Republic of China (10), totaling 25000 yuan.

In the ninth and tenth years of the Republic of China, there were a total of 40 coins, which added up to 38000 yuan.

Total: 3568600 yuan!

After finishing the calculations, the old man beckoned to his son: "Weimin, bring the contract!"

"Why!"

Yin Weimin quickly took the contract over.

Ma Hongwei glanced at it, found no problems, and signed and pressed his fingerprint directly.

After signing the contract, Yin Weimin transferred the payment directly.

Ma Hongwei took out his phone and looked at it; a bank message had also arrived.

Account Income

[Income Amount +3461542 yuan]

[Account Information: Agricultural Bank of China *1245, Transaction Time 18:10]

[Transaction Description: Transfer transaction account balance: 3471765.50 yuan]

"Why is it 3461542?"

Upon seeing this figure, Ma Hongwei couldn't help but question, "How come there's over 100,000 yuan less than the agreed-upon amount?"

Xia Weiwei's gaze toward the other person also turned unfriendly.

"Don't act impulsively!"

Yin Weimin quickly explained, "Part of this amount is for your personal income tax, which is written into the contract and is also stipulated by law!"

"If a taxpayer cannot provide legal, complete, and accurate original value certificates for the property, or cannot correctly calculate the original value of the property, personal income tax shall be levied at a rate of 3% of the transfer income."

Ma Hongwei also searched on his phone and found that he did indeed need to pay taxes.

He did the math and found that a whopping 107058 yuan had been deducted, which really broke his heart.

Although the money wasn't his, it was still in his account, so seeing the numbers decrease was naturally painful.

"Now that you understand, everything's fine. Bye!"

Ma Hongwei waved his hand and went out the door with Xia Weiwei.

As they left the doorway, Xia Weiwei asked in a low voice, "Why were only two special ones sold? What about the other three?"

"Let's sell two for now. I'll ask about the prices of the others later and try to sell them at a higher price."

Ma Hongwei explained, "Anyway, we've received over three million yuan, which is enough for a while."

Xia Weiwei said, "Since we're not selling anything else, let's head back!"

"What's the rush!"

Ma Hongwei said, "Didn't you want to take a look around Ancheng? Then let's stroll around here tonight."

As he was speaking, he suddenly saw a large crowd gathered at the intersection ahead.

So he said to Xia Weiwei, "Weiwei, there's a lot of people gathered up ahead, shall we go take a look?"

"good!"

Xia Weiwei nodded and walked forward with the other person.

Ma Hongwei took a closer look and found it was a roadside stall where many people were buying things.

Next to this roadside stall, a poster was also erected.

The top label reads: [Hottest Featured Food]

You have Tsinghua and Peking University geese, I have Ancheng ducks!

It's not that goose legs are unaffordable, it's just that duck legs offer better value for money!

[Roasted duck leg with goose flavor: 8 yuan each (2 for 15 yuan)]

[The same flavor as the goose leg auntie from Tsinghua and Peking Universities!]

"Auntie Duck Leg, give me two roasted duck legs!"

"Auntie, my legs are hungry!"

"What duck leg? This is clearly a goose leg!"

"Yes, this is a goose leg! Haven't you heard the story of the ugly duckling turning into a swan in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale?"

"A duck born in the capital becomes a goose, while one born in the south becomes a rat; this is the saying 'southern rat, northern goose'!"

"Auntie, your goose leg isn't green, it's not authentic!"

"Auntie, I just finished the college entrance exam, I need some comforting from you!"

"..."

The young people around her were muttering words that Xia Weiwei couldn't understand.

The middle-aged woman selling roasted duck legs laughed and said, "I know their secret recipe perfectly well, and they've never been marinated in vegetable juice, so of course they're not organic!"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing the other person's words, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.

For a moment, the place was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Hongwei, what's going on?"

Xia Weiwei asked with a puzzled look, "Why would you call a duck leg a goose leg?"

"This is a recent event that has gone viral online."

Ma Hongwei said, "There was an auntie near Tsinghua and Peking University who had been selling roasted goose legs for more than ten years. Every day, a large number of students from Tsinghua and Peking University would line up to buy them. It wasn't until she set up a stall in Guomao that it was discovered that she was actually selling duck legs, not goose legs."

"Even though she lied, it's not a big deal, is it?"

Xia Weiwei was puzzled.

"The key point is, the duck legs she's selling are all green."

Ma Hongwei said, "Others have already checked online and found that meat only turns green when it rots and spoils."

"More than one student posted pictures in the group asking about this, but the auntie who makes goose legs said that her goose legs are marinated in pure green vegetable juice and that they are safe to eat."

"Many video bloggers use vegetable juice for marinating, but they find that at most the skin is green, and the juice doesn't penetrate into the meat at all."

After a pause, Ma Hongwei continued, "Duck legs are the cheapest meat. On Pinduoduo, 20 jin (7 catties) only costs 45 yuan. There are about three duck legs per jin, which is 5 cents each. But they sell them for 15 or 16 yuan each."

"If she used good meat, no one would say anything, but the meat had gone bad and she was still selling it, so you can't blame people for criticizing her."

"The cost is less than one yuan, yet it's sold at such a high price, and they even use spoiled meat?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Weiwei couldn't help but retort angrily, "Isn't this just a blatant case of a heartless businessman?"

"Who wouldn't say that!"

Ma Hongwei shook his head.

When this "Goose Leg Auntie" became famous, she was invited to give a speech at Beijing University on International Women's Day as a role model for women, and was even praised by a CCTV official.

He simply couldn't understand what was so delicious about a roast duck leg that would make students from two of the best universities in the country, Tsinghua and Peking University, fight over it.

When others feed them meat that has gone bad and turned green, they still have to say thank you, Auntie.

It's like being sold out and then helping the seller count the money—how ironic!