Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

This is the difference between rural areas and cities. However, in rural areas, at least you don’t have to worry about food. You can go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy cheap rice and vegetables with food stamps.

And even if he does nothing, he can still sell the Pisces copper wash for 200 yuan.

It’s enough money for Zhang Laizi to earn for a year. Comparing people with each other makes people irritating. This is the case in every era.

In rural areas, it is important not to show off your wealth.

So Lin Ran didn't bring the car in, just to prevent others from seeing that he had a car and to deliberately raise the price.

Although looking at it now, Zhang Zizi is a very pragmatic and honest person.

In the following time, Lin Ran focused all his attention on the identification of cultural relics in the sack.

Unfortunately, no more valuable items were found.

After watching for half an hour, he felt a little tired, so he stood in the yard to rest with his hands on his hips.

Zhang Laizi held a bowl with a few tea leaves floating in it and brought it to Lin Ran: "Little brother, drink some water."

Although his family is poor, he washes the dishes very cleanly, which also reflects his attitude towards life.

Lin Ran took the bowl and smiled: "Thank you."

He also came from the countryside and didn't dislike the other party's bowl. The water was just right and Lin Ran started drinking it.

Then, he put the bowl back on the table and noticed a black flowerpot on the ground in front of his house.

When Lin Ran first looked at the flower pot, he only saw dead wood and spider webs on it.

But if you look closely, you can see that this flower pot is actually a good thing.

Jet black is commonly seen in purple sand. It is usually used by wealthy people to drink tea to look elegant, but now it is actually made into a square basin.

Lin Ran picked up the flower pot and played with it in his hand.

Sure enough, it is a purple sand square basin, and this style of square basin, with a circle in the middle, is a style only found in the late Ming Dynasty.

After removing some of the soil inside, Lin Ran put his fingers on it and felt its touch.

Smooth and round, with occasional grains, but overall round.

It’s a top-grade purple sand square basin!

As soon as Zhang Zizi saw Lin Ran finish drinking the water, he went back to the inner room to pour a glass. When he came out, he saw him holding the flowerpot he had picked up and asked, "What? Are you interested in growing flowers?"

"That's very interesting." Lin Ran smiled and said, "Are you selling this flower pot?"

"Sell it, you see, I don't even have time to water the tree, it's all dead." Zhang Laizi felt a little regretful.

"Okay, how much does this cost?" Lin Ran asked.

"I picked this up, you can just give me two cents if you look at it." Zhang Laizi replied honestly.

No wonder many people make a lot of money by picking up rags from the countryside and selling them in Panjiayuan. There is such a good place.

Lin Ran estimated that this purple sand basin could be sold for at least 80 yuan, which was definitely worth more than his handicrafts.

Moreover, it is a product from the Ming Dynasty, and the price should be doubled, and the museum is willing to pay for it.

It's a pity that it fell into the hands of rag collectors, who only regarded it as waste products that could be exchanged for food.

Lin Ran put the pot next to the pig food pot and said to Zhang Laizi, "I'll keep this flower pot too."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Laizi smiled and put the bowl on the table and said, "Little brother, if you are thirsty, just drink water yourself, and I will pour it for you."

In his opinion, Lin Ran was already a big customer, and he bought two things in one go.

If his things were taken to the scrap collection station, he would only be able to transfer two yuan at most. Now he made a profit of one yuan and a half, of course he was happy.

Little did he know that he was the one who was taken advantage of.

Lin Ran suddenly realized a sense of tearing through chatting with Zhang Zizi.

The gap between urban and rural areas is widening silently.

Just like big cities and small cities, in the capital city, it is easy to find someone with a monthly salary of more than 60 yuan, but in remote cities, an annual salary of [-] yuan is pretty good.

For example, in the auction he participated in before, rich people were willing to pay 1 yuan to buy collectibles. This amount, for Zhang Zizi and more villagers who cannot be named, may be a wealth that they will never earn in a lifetime. .

What's left in the bag is worthless.

But Lin Ran couldn't bear it, so he bought all the pottery jars from the 50s.

When I was about to leave, I found a remote place to throw away these worthless clay pots and treat them as poverty alleviation.

When Zhang Zizi saw that he was a big customer, he said with a smile: "Little brother, it seems that these things are not enough for you to choose from. I also have some items that I think are good. Can I show them to you?"

"Okay." Lin Ran thought it would be good to collect the rags, but it shouldn't be valuable, because their visions were completely different.

After working in the inner room for a while, Zhang Laizi came out with another small bag.

Just as Lin Ran thought, Zhang Zizi took out a cracked radio, a BB player, and a singing robot dog from his pocket.

Zhang Zizi enthusiastically introduced these things to him, but Lin Ran just smiled politely and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Zhang Laizi took out another pottery figurine.

Lin Ran was no longer unfamiliar with pottery figurines. Their factory produced hundreds of them every day.

Therefore, he could tell at a glance that the pottery figurines held by Zhang Laizi were genuine!

But he couldn't help but smile: "Brother Zhang, do you put these things in the room?"

"Yeah." Zhang Laizi nodded, "I think this is pretty good."

"Do you know what these pottery figurines are used for?" Lin Ran asked.

Zhang Laizi shook his head blankly, then took it in his hand and looked at it: "I think it's quite exquisite. It can be placed on the bedside to ward off evil spirits."

"You actually used it to suppress evil..." Lin Ran was speechless and could only explain: "The pottery figurines used as burial objects were dug out from the tombs."

Only the handicrafts in their store are customized and can be placed as decorations in the living room.

In rural areas, feudal ideology is still very serious.

When he heard that it was a burial object, Zhang Laizi almost lost his grip, but Lin Ran caught the pottery figurine before him.

He said with some fear: "No wonder I keep encountering unfortunate things recently. It turns out it's because of this guy."

He was very upset and quickly poured out all the contents of the bag. There was also a wooden box and the others were all kinds of toys.

"Little brother, you seem to know better. Tell me, are there any things for dead people here?" Zhang Laizi asked with lingering fear.

Lin Ran took one look at these things and said with a half-smile: "No more, but these things are not valuable, you'd better sell them quickly."

In addition to a second-hand bp machine that can be sold for more than ten yuan if repaired, other children's toys can be bought in shopping malls for a few yuan.

A family that knows how to buy toys is unlikely to spend money on a junk product.

Lin Ran's attention was entirely focused on the pottery figurines.