After breaking off the engagement, I relied on my best friend to become famous in the entertainment

Chapter 76 Old things are valuable
Yun Shudai quickly sent him a photo of the abacus: "This is an old object from a friend of mine's house. It has been passed down for several generations. It is made of huanghuali and is inlaid with gold pieces. Do you want to take it?"

"Receive it, do you have the real thing? Which city are you in? I want to come and see the goods."

"Yecheng."

"Hello, fellow countryman, I am also from Yecheng. Can you make an appointment in the afternoon?"

"Can you take a video? I don't want to show my face."

"You don't have to take pictures, I respect your opinion."

"Okay, at Cuishan Cafe on Yunzhong Road at three o'clock in the afternoon, my surname is Yun."

"Hello, Miss Yun, my name is Song Tengyuan. Let's meet at three o'clock."

After getting in touch with Song Tengyuan, Yun Shudai sent a text message to He Wan, packed a few clothes, and packed two bottles of Moutai from the 1970s for her father. She was going to meet Song Tengyuan and go back to her parents' place. .

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Yun Shudai went to Cuishan Cafe wearing a very ordinary sportswear, hat and mask.

She came early, but Song Tengyuan came even earlier.

"It's Miss Yun, I'm Song Tengyuan."

"Hello, Mr. Song. This is an abacus, take a look." Yun Shu didn't expect that Song Tengyuan was so young, looking like he was only in his twenties.

The two of them were in a box and took out the abacus and asked him to appraise it to see what price he could give it.

Song Tengyuan has been dealing with old objects all year round. As soon as he saw this abacus, he knew that he was going to make a small profit this time.

Yun Shudai said from the side: "This abacus is from the National Period. It has been passed down for three or four generations, and it is also made of huanghuali wood." Song Tengyuan watched for half an hour, and Yun Shudai was already a little impatient. He secretly thought that for something worth one or two thousand yuan, this person was too careful, and just when he was thinking of selling it if it didn't work, Song Tengyuan gave her a direct comparison: "Miss Yun, I'll give you this price, do you think it's okay? "

"Is this a thousand?"

Song Tengyuan laughed: "Miss Yun, you're kidding me. The most I can give you is one hundred thousand."

Yun Shudai almost choked on her own saliva: "How much did you give me?"

"One hundred thousand, that's the most I can come up with. This is a small business. I'm a college student starting a business. Miss Yun, please support me. If I sell it, I can only get 110,000."

Yun Shudai soothed her excited heart without leaving a trace and said: "Too few, I'd better find someone else." She was about to put away the abacus.

Song Tengyuan pressed the button hurriedly. He had only been in this industry for more than a year, and he was still an amateur. He had not graduated from college yet. He had previously been on a hot search because he bought a car from the 1970s from a classmate. My account gradually improved, and I collected some old items from that era, such as towels, kerosene lamps, food stamps, enamel jars, flashlights, and Red Army cotton-padded jackets from that era.

During the live broadcast, he sells some period snacks. Although the business is good, he has also saved some money. He just withdrew 100,000 yuan from his account yesterday. He really doesn’t have any more, but he really can’t part with such a good thing. : "Miss Yun, let's discuss it further."

"One hundred thousand is definitely not enough." Yun Shudai was unsure. She didn't know that this gold-rimmed abacus was so valuable. She thought it could be sold for three thousand yuan at most. After all, it was both gold and huanghuali.

"That's it. One hundred and twenty thousand, this is my real price."

Yun Shudai searched the Internet and found that the most expensive abacus currently sold for 190,000 yuan was also from Huanghuali.

I still have gold rims: "No, at least two hundred thousand."

"How many?"

(End of this chapter)