Chapter 69: Making a move and earning 300,000 yuan
Lin Sanqi nodded heavily and promised:
"Don't worry, third uncle, I know the rules and I won't embarrass you. But you have to tell me a minimum price. How much does it usually cost to sell it?"
The third uncle watched the chiming clock again:
"My personal psychological price is 300,000. If it's higher than 300,000, you can sell it. Of course, if the buyer likes it very much, the price may be higher. After all, it's hard to buy a piece of cake. But Boss Zhang is a businessman and wants to resell. , so the price won’t be too high.”
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, 300,000 yuan. Oh my god, with 300,000 yuan, I can buy a low-end Lexus car. It’s enough. To put it bluntly, it’s just 100 kilograms of rice in exchange for it.
Boss Zhang may make a small profit, but he will definitely not lose money.
Half an hour later, Boss Zhang who was on the phone arrived, and the two parties sat down after chatting for a few words.
Lin Sanqi observed that Boss Zhang had a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist in his left hand, a shiny thick gold bracelet on his right hand, and a yellow sign hanging on his chest. He didn't know whether it was yellow field jade or amber stone.
In short, at first glance, he looks like a nouveau riche in the antique city.
Boss Zhang is also a professional player. When he saw the self-ringing bell, he immediately touched it up and down with his hand, then nodded and said:
"Yes, it is indeed an object from the late Qing Dynasty. There is no problem with the age. Little brother, I want to see the inside of the chiming clock. Is it okay?"
Antique clocks need to be appraised not only on their appearance, but also on the parts inside.
If the parts are brand new, the watch is almost worthless; if some parts are modern aftermarket parts, the value will be greatly reduced.
The best thing is that it is all original, not a single part has been replaced, and the clock can still move. This is the most valuable thing.
Lin Sanqi got it from 1959. Items made more than 60 years ago would naturally not have parts swapped, so he made a generous gesture of invitation:
"Boss Zhang, just check."
Boss Zhang had a smile on his face, and his hands were not slow at all. He opened a tool bag he carried with him, spread it out on the table, and then started to dismantle the clock.
After a long time, Boss Zhang took off his eye-clip magnifying glass, breathed out gently, then took a cup of tea and took a sip of water.
"Young man, Ah Fu and I have been old friends for many years. To tell the truth, this French palace chiming clock is indeed an old object, and the parts inside are also original. However, a piece of mask glass is missing, and there are still some small scratches here. So the quality is not perfect.”
Lin Sanqi knew that only real buyers would find fault, so he pretended to be sophisticated and nodded:
"Boss Zhang, you are my uncle's friend and logically my elder. This chiming clock is also an ancestral treasure of my family. It has been well protected in special times. If I hadn't been short of money now, I would really be reluctant to sell it.
Let's do this. You make a bid. If the price is right, I will take action. This will save you a trip to the auction house. The handling fees are quite expensive and the cycle is long. If the price is not suitable, I will look for other buyers. ”
Third uncle Lin Fu raised his eyebrows, thinking that others said that the boy from the Lin Musen family was honest, but it turned out that he was also a talker.
Boss Zhang thought that he had failed to scare this guy, and there was a knowledgeable old fox watching next to him, so he couldn't lower the price too much.
"Okay, I'll take the 250,000."
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, this has not reached the bottom line mentioned by the third uncle. It seems that this boss is also a profiteer, so what else can he say? Quote to death:
"No less than 500,000!"
Northerners are straightforward in doing business, and may have turned over the table and left at this time, feeling that the other party did not give them face.
But southerners like to bargain, compromise with each other, and slowly adjust the price when doing business.
In the end, the two parties settled the transaction at a price of 320,000, which was a little more than the bottom line. After the two parties signed the contract, the cash of 320,000 was transferred to Lin Sanqi's bank card. Boss Zhang is quite happy in his heart. If the chiming clock is equipped with glass and the gap is repaired, and if he meets a buyer who likes it, it won't be a problem to sell it for 500,000 or 600,000 yuan.
Lin Sanqi was also excited. The broken clock that was originally intended to be thrown away as garbage was sold for a high price. This was an unexpected surprise.
If this was not a novel mainly about medicine, otherwise buying porcelain, stamps, rosewood, etc. would definitely be the best way to make money in 1959, and it would be the kind of one that makes you rich overnight.
After Boss Zhang left, Lin Sanqi transferred the required 6,400 yuan to the third uncle's card, and then he was ready to go home happily.
But the third uncle held him back and reminded him seriously:
"Qizai, the antique business is too deep. You have to be more cautious in what you do in the future. Don't take action if you are not sure. Do you understand?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled: "Third uncle, don't worry, I'm studying medicine, and I don't plan to do antique business in the future. This time it's a coincidence."
The old man waved his hand with satisfaction: "If you have money and are good girls, go ahead and have more babies, and give Lin more penises."
Lin Sanqi thought to herself that the old man changed his face so quickly. He was quite serious just now, but now he is smiling?
"Third uncle, I think you can do it. Let third uncle give birth to a little uncle for me."
"Wow, you're a fool, you're making fun of your uncle, looking at his shoes~~~"
Since they have received benefits from the Pan family, Pan's father's condition has been given top priority. People in Dongguang always keep their word when doing things.
The Eighth Courtyard of Huadu
Huadu No. 8 Hospital is a specialized hospital for infectious diseases and a designated hospital for tuberculosis.
After Lin Sanqi got off Didi, she looked at the majestic hospital building in front of her, with unspeakable envy and discomfort in her eyes.
If that thing hadn't happened, he would have either put on a white coat and become a doctor that everyone envied, or he would have started graduate school soon, and his girlfriend would not have broken up with him.
As a result, I have now become a "jobless vagrant" and my life path has completely changed.
Sighing, Lin Sanqi took the cup containing Pan's father's sputum, shrunk her neck and walked into the hospital, fearing that she would be seen by an acquaintance.
Tuberculosis drugs are not available in pharmacies and must be prescribed by a doctor. Lin Sanqi had to go to a designated infectious disease hospital.
As soon as he entered the hospital, his luck was so good. Lin Sanqi heard someone calling him from behind:
"Eh, Lin Sanqi? You are really a brat."
Lin Sanqi turned around and saw an acquaintance in white coats who was passing by waving to him. It was Xu Kaicheng, his senior at the university.
What are you afraid of?
Lin Sanqi smiled awkwardly and waved: "Senior Xu, what a coincidence!"
Xu Kaicheng whispered a few words to several young doctors who were accompanying him, and then walked over quickly. In an instant, those people looked at Lin Sanqi with strange eyes.
Lin Sanqi couldn't wait to find a crack to get in.
Originally he was supposed to be one of these people, but now he has become an outlier to everyone.
"Lin Sanqi, why are you here in the Eighth Hospital?"
(End of chapter)