To be honest, Zhang Ran had never done such a thing before, so he felt a little ashamed.
However, when he thought of the huge benefits involved, he had to endure it no matter how uncomfortable it was.
According to the economics, when the rate of return on something reaches 300%, people can abandon things like dignity, morality, law, family, and so on to pursue it at all costs.
What Zhang Ran was doing now was more than 300%. That was tens of millions of dollars.
He rode his bike to the Urban area where the educated people lived.
Zhang Ran was standing at the corner of a street, wondering if he should shout 'collect waste' and what accent he should use. Suddenly, a middle-aged man in front of him called out to him,"Young man, do you accept old books?"
Zhang Ran took a look and his heart skipped a beat. The other party was wearing glasses and had a gentle and refined aura. One look and he could tell that he was a learned man.
"Yes, we do. This is what we do for a living. By the way, Sir, what books do you have?”
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly."I haven't heard this title for a long time!”
"You look like a scholar and professor with a lot of books. It's definitely not wrong to call you sir!”Zhang Ran complimented with a smile.
In the past, not everyone could afford to be addressed as 'mister' on the streets. It was a respectful title for a cultured person or a pioneer explorer in a certain field.
Just like the Song sisters, Madam Qingling, many newspapers would not address her as Madam, but as Mister. This was a form of respect, not because the young reporter was illiterate or had written wrongly.
"The young man looks dignified. Why would he do this? Don't young people like you think of yourself as a stubborn master nowadays, thinking about fighting for the liberation of the people of the world all day long?”
Zhang Ran sighed and lied,"I have no choice. I have to earn money. I still have younger siblings to support at home!”
"The children of the poor should take care of themselves early! You have younger siblings to feed, and I have a few mouths to feed at home. But I don't have money or tickets. I came out and walked around, but I still couldn't think of a way! Let's go to my house to take a look. I have no choice but to sell my pile of books. Those are the essence of our ancestors 'culture for thousands of years. They are very precious. I didn't expect that one day they would be disposed of like trash! What a sin!"
Zhang Ran talked with the middle-aged man while pushing the cart. He followed the middle-aged man to his house.
After arriving at the middle-aged man's house, Zhang Ran parked the car outside the door and followed the middle-aged man to his house.
There were four people in the middle-aged man's family. Other than his wife, who was in her forties and looked like a cultured person, there was also a pair of children.
The middle-aged man asked Zhang Ran to wait in the living room while he went to the study room to fiddle with it for a while. Half an hour later, he came out with two piles of yellowed books.
Zhang Ran squatted down and flipped through the books. There were things like the Great Tang Sanzang's Buddhist Scriptures, the Qingping Mountain Hall Storybook, Wei Zhongxian's Temptation of Traitors, and a thread-bound story about the Ximen High Official and Pan Jinlian. In addition, there were many manuscripts from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. In short, there were many rare and incomplete copies.
"These are the things. Take a look and weigh them. See how much you can sell them for! If it wasn't enough, it probably wouldn't be enough to buy a few coins!”
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked at his wife and hesitated for a moment before entering the study again. He came out with a blue and white porcelain vase and touched the vase with reluctance. He asked Zhang Ran,"Do you accept these old objects?”
Zhang Ran's eyes lit up. Didn't he do this for these antique calligraphy and paintings? Who was really collecting waste? Collecting waste was just a cover.
"Sir, can I take a look?"
Zhang Ran took the vase from the middle-aged man's hand, and the Eye of Truth skill in the novice gift bag sent by the system was automatically activated.
Images appeared in front of his eyes, including the process of firing and painting the blue-and-white porcelain, as well as some stories related to it, the people who had handled it, and so on.
"We're rich!" Zhang Ran thought to himself.
After the Eye of Truth's appraisal, this blue and white porcelain was an authentic product of the Yuan Dynasty. It was once hidden in the imperial palace of the Yuan Dynasty. It was placed by the last emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Timur, next to the dragon bed for flower arrangement.
After the fall of the Yuan Dynasty, it was collected by Yan Song, Wei Zhongxian, and He Shen of the Braid Dynasty. Its value was definitely high.
Zhang Ran vaguely remembered hearing from a university classmate that there was a Yuan Dynasty blue and white flower, Xiao Heyue, chasing Han Xin's plum vase. It was once auctioned for 680 million in 2011.
Zhang Ran thought to himself that even if the vase in his hand was not worth that much, it was definitely not much different. It should be worth hundreds of millions. Taking ten thousand steps back, just based on the age and workmanship, if he sold it for tens of millions with his eyes closed, people would definitely fight over it.
"Sir, how much do you plan to sell this for?”
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment. He gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger."A hundred dollars, you can take it! Or if you have food or cloth tickets, it would be better to give them!”
Zhang Ran smiled and said," Sir, I think it's not easy for your family. How about this? I'll give you 100 yuan and 100 catties of food stamps for this bottle and these books!" If you know any friends who have these old items, you can introduce them to me. You can ask for money or tickets.”
The middle-aged man was overjoyed. We'll do as you say! Young man, you're really an honest person!”
Zhang Ran's face turned red. Honest my ass!
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