Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, am the Master Dao!
12 : Huge sum

Zhong Sane

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"Old classmate, you have something real here?”

He Yuzhu took out a teacup, which was used by Lou Xiao'e's family.

He Yuzhu nodded with a smile, but did not say a word. Even if Wang Hui was reliable, he did not know anything about this aspect. It was better to be honest and keep quiet.

The more you say, the more mistakes you make. The less you say, the fewer mistakes you make.

"Although this is not something from the Qing Dynasty, it is still from the Jiaqing period. Unfortunately, there is only this tea bowl. I can only give you 20,000 yuan.”

Wang Hui quickly made a judgment.

Although he was He Yuzhu's old classmate, business was business. If he were to sell it, it would at most be sold for about 28,000 to 30,000 yuan. To be able to give 20,000 yuan was already taking good care of He Yuzhu.

"No, I have a set here. I didn't dare to take it out just now because I was afraid that it wasn't an antique. If it wasn't, wouldn't I be embarrassed in front of you?”

He Yuzhu unwrapped the cloth. There was a teapot and five other tea bowls.

Wang Hui, who was drinking tea, was dumbfounded. Although this was not an item from the official kiln of the Qing Dynasty, the problem was that it was too well-preserved. In this day and age, it was rare to see a teapot with four tea bowls, but you actually have six here.

"Your family is really good at keeping things. There's no trace at all.”

Wang Hui put on her gloves and began to check them one by one. He Yuzhu thought to herself,'Can't they keep them safe?' I took it back from sixty years ago.

"If there's only one tea bowl, it doesn't have much collectible value. I suggest you sell it. But this is a set. If you're not too short of money, it's better to keep it for yourself.”

There was no one else around, so Wang Hui lowered her voice. She had been in this industry for many years, so she naturally knew the appreciation value of this kind of thing.

"I'll sell them. I don't really like these things…"

Why did He Yuzhu collect this? There were many such things in the 1960s. The most important thing was to quickly exchange them for money and go back to buy them. Of course, there were people like Xu Damao who sold them for two yuan, but if they knew each other, they would have to spend a lot of money.

Wang Hui suddenly remembered that in the high school WeChat group, someone seemed to have mentioned He Yuzhu's matter. His wife ran away with someone else because he had no money. Perhaps because of this matter, things had changed a little.

Wang Hui 'er also felt that He Yuzhu's wife had poor judgment. How could a person who could take out such an item not have money?

"Since that's the case, then I won't say much. We're old classmates, so I'll tell you the truth. If it's auctioned, it should be able to sell for around five million. Your quality is good, so it's possible to sell it for six million. However, if they charge fifteen percent of the auction fee, then there's only five million left.”

Within her authority, Wang Hui 'er offered He Yuzhu the highest price.

De Gu Zhai was a national chain, so it definitely knew some big collectors. Those people were willing to spend a lot of money for their own good. So even if they collected 4.5 million yuan, they would still make a profit. However, if it was in He Yuzhu's hands, this price was already the highest. After all, he did not have such sales channels.

"Then I'll sell it to you."

Wang Hui thought that He Yuzhu would hesitate for a while. After all, this thing was very valuable. She did not expect him to agree directly.

Could it be because of our two classmates?

"Aren't you going to look around?" ia

"We were high school classmates for three years. How can I not trust you?”

Wang Hui 'er had been very upright when she was in school. She was good-looking and had many rich second-generation heirs chasing after her. However, Wang Hui' er had not changed at all.

Moreover, the De Gu Zhai signboard was placed here.

What happened next was relatively simple. The two experts used five minutes to complete the verification. The main thing was that He Yuzhu's antiques were all open to the public. They signed an agreement and received the goods.

While Wang Hui was puzzled, He Yuzhu hurriedly left. One day was really too short. He still had other things to do.

A huge sum of money of more than four million yuan might not be able to cause much of a stir in the 21st century. A slightly larger house could be bought, but if it was in the 1960s, it would not be a joke.

toot...

The cross-world transaction was completed.

Reward: 20 experience points.

Storage space increased to 20 cubic meters.

He Yuzhu heard the system prompt in the car. He rented a truck and arrived at the largest wholesale market in the local area.

As long as they could see it, they would buy everything.

Chicken, duck, fish, white flour, rice…

Cabbage, spinach, cabbage…

Sweet sauce, spicy sauce, bean paste…

Two hours later, the car was fully loaded. It was estimated to be 20 cubic meters.

He rented a small warehouse for 3,000 yuan and hired someone to unload the goods for 500 yuan. A day passed just like that. Reading books

He Yuzhu calculated the time. It should be dawn in the 1960s.

After putting all the items into the storage space, he transferred 10,000 yuan to his parents. He made up a lie and said that he had given them a bonus. The old couple wouldn't believe it if he transferred too much.

Then, he went straight to the nearest bank and withdrew 100,000 yuan.

He returned home drenched in sweat and traveled back to the 1960s.

Fortunately, he had a storage space. Otherwise, when the money was sent back, it was very likely that the house would be filled with it. In this era, there were no hundred-yuan bills. A hundred thousand yuan was ten thousand ten-yuan bills.

However, what made He Yuzhu excited was that only half an hour had passed.

Wait a minute…

The system was taking too much care of him.

The time difference between the two sides was one to twenty.

Twenty hours in the 1960s was one hour in modern society.

On the contrary, modern society was also like this. No matter how he shuttled back and forth, he would not be exposed.

This is awesome!

After a night of sweet dreams, He Yuzhu touched the bed and realized that there was no phone or alarm clock. He had to buy a watch quickly.

The people in the courtyard were also up, but everyone was staring outside to see how the matter last night would be resolved. Shouldn't Qin Huairu's family pay back the money?

He Yuzhu had 500 yuan, and Xu Damao had 40 yuan.

If Qin Huairu really paid off these two debts, he would be the richest man in the Siheyuan.

"Brother, what are we eating this morning?”

Rainy came over with her eyes narrowed as she combed her hair.

"Let's make do with some breakfast. I cooked a few eggs and lean meat porridge.”

He Yuzhu said very naturally. Little did he know that such a breakfast was absolutely luxurious in this era.

Eggs? Pork congee?

He Yushui looked at the breakfast in front of her with a dumbfounded expression…

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