Chapter 1875 Buying Silver Coins

Shanghai is close to the seaside, and the Huangpu River passes through the city. In the early spring in the south, it is a bit cold.

There are many similar places in Jiangnan and Southwest.

That is, the weather is cold, often accompanied by rain, and it is that kind of damp and cold. If you are not a local, outsiders will be very uncomfortable here.

Although winter in the north is colder, it is dry and cold, which can make many people feel better to some extent.

In the afternoon, the temperature was the highest of the day. Yin Jun and Lizhi walked along the famous antique street in Shanghai. They looked at the not too many people and the stalls and shops everywhere, and they felt down to earth. He looked very happy.

Li Weidong followed closely, followed 10 meters away by five or six bodyguards, and in front of Yin Jun and Lizhi, there were also five or six bodyguards walking and waiting.

In order to be less conspicuous, the bodyguards did not wear black suits and white shirts today, but changed into casual clothes.

They were also scattered, otherwise the momentum would frighten many small vendors who had ulterior motives.

Fortunately, this is the time of day when the crowd flow is the largest, otherwise it would be more awkward with less people.

After the baptism of severe crackdowns in the past two years, the antique street here has flourished.

Because all kinds of vicious extortionists no longer exist, everyone's business has become easier.

In addition to these villains, those who do business in the market with brutal means are imprisoned within a few days after being reported. They spend either ten or eight years in prison, which makes countless people tremble with fear, fearing that one day It's your turn.

So now everyone is trying to keep a low profile. Although there are fakes, they will never be so arrogant as to buy and sell by force.

It was a little more sincere, there weren't many fakes, and people's living standards were a little higher, so market research gradually prospered.

But in Yin Jun's eyes, the antique street in this area still looked very crude.

Compared with Panjiayuan and Liulichang in Huajing in the future, they are simply incomparable.

The antique street has storefronts on both sides, as well as small vendors setting up stalls under the eaves of the storefronts.

Some people like to buy things from street stalls, while others trust shops. Each has its own customer base, so there is not much conflict.

In the past two years, street vendors must have been driven away. Since the beginning of 1985, those law enforcement officials have also been lax. Except for some large-scale activities, there has been no centralized clean-up.

After all, this antique street is also a place where many foreigners like to hang out. If the police and management personnel appear all day long, they will also feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, the folk customs in Shanghai are relatively open compared to those in Huajing.

It is not easy for everyone to set up a stall and do some business. As long as they are not sued for cheating and abduction, the people above usually acquiesce to this method of trading.

There are actually several side roads surrounding the Antique Street, with hundreds of shops and three to five hundred street vendors. It would take at least an hour to go around in such a circle.

If you are strolling around slowly, it’s not surprising to spend half a day here.

Yin Jun took a closer look and saw that the street vendors had a lot of miscellaneous items.

Antique calligraphy and paintings, bronzes, jade, porcelain, woodware, teapots, books and miscellaneous items, etc. are all available.

But they were too exaggerated. Yin Jun heard a small vendor boasting to the inquirer that one of his bronze tripods was the work of Shang and Zhou Dynasty.

Yin Jun has been doing some research on antiques in recent years. He bought no less than 20 antique books and read them all.

Therefore, he just looked at the degree of rust on the bronze tripod and knew that it was a new thing. The kind of violent and rapid corrosion could only be caused by modern chemicals.

Then Yin Jun also saw the "Qi Baishi Painting" laid out. Next to it were a dozen rusty copper coins, and two or three more were pressed on top of the painting.

Just by the casual placement of this stall owner, you can tell that this is not a painting by Qi Baishi - let alone Qi Baishi's paintings are now priced in the thousands of yuan. If it is real, how can it be contaminated by the rust of copper coins?

There were some invisible bamboo and woodware, as well as some purple clay pots, which interested Yin Jun.

From time to time the boy would stop to pick it up and play with it.

Unfortunately, Yin Jun looked at it for a long time and couldn't choose anything he liked.

Li Weidong looked around, but she didn't seem bored, while Li Zhi was very happy just being with her man, and she didn't feel bored.

"Brother-in-law, let's go look at the coins?"

Suddenly, Li Weidong saw a large stall with piles of coins on it, and squeezed past it.

Yin Jun smiled and followed him.

There were already several people squatting at the stall looking at the coins. Li Weidong found a seat and began to look at the coins on the stall.

There are piles of coins here, as well as coins arranged neatly one by one.

The value is of course different depending on the placement.

There is a paper sign next to the pile, which reads "One dime a piece", "One yuan a piece", "10 yuan a piece"; the coins placed alone have no price, obviously they are for negotiation.

Only one of the people squatting there was looking at each coin. The rest, including Li Weidong, were sifting through a pile of coins, hoping to miss something.

One coin is obviously a bit expensive.

At present, the average salary of people in Shanghai is only about 100, which is only enough to buy 100 coins.

Needless to say, the ones worth ten yuan apiece, no one even looked through the pile.

Most of what people look for is the pile of "one-cent and one-cent" coins. Occasionally, they look at the "one-cent and one-cent" coins.

The key is that the coins in the "one dime" only include some copper coins, not even silver coins, and many copper coins are not worth a dime at all.

In many rural areas, copper coins are not sold one by one, but by pound by pound, which is just much more expensive than the price of copper.

The man who set up the stall was a middle-aged man in his forties. His eyes lit up when he saw Yin Jun, who was wearing a casual suit, and Lizhi, who was gorgeous and had a good figure.

"Sir, take a look, there are all good goods here!" The stall owner pointed to the coins placed one by one over there, "Many of them are good goods that I received this time. If you buy them, you can buy them." Earn it!”

Yin Jun glanced here, squatted down and pointed at a Yuan Datou and said, "How much does this one cost?"

"50 yuan." Listening to Yin Jun's pure Mandarin, the vendor said with a smile.

"The tooth edge of the 10-year-old country is round, the appearance is worn, and the writing is not clear. Do you want to take 10 yuan a piece?" Yin Jun also smiled, "I will give it to you in the market later. Collect 1,000 of these in this condition."

"Hey, you're still an expert!" The vendor shrugged, not embarrassed at all, "Then let's not talk about these cheap products, point to the expensive ones and ask!"

He arranged them one by one, but not every one is valuable. If you think that this place will definitely be more expensive than 10 yuan according to his standard for distinguishing prices, you will be deceived.

These days, vendors and buyers in the cultural and entertainment market do not sell fake goods on a large scale, but selling them at exaggerated prices is certain.

A 1-yuan tooth-edge piece made in China that is ten years old will only be worth about 600 yuan after 40 years. Now, if anyone buys it for 50 yuan, it is simply a very high price. ——50 yuan is enough to buy a high-quality folk kiln in Jiaqing!

"What's the actual price of this Yuan Datou commemorative coin of Guangbianer, the founding of the People's Republic of China?" Yin Jun picked up one and asked.

Listening to everyone's name being announced, the vendor certainly understood what it meant: "Take it for 20, no matter the price."

"Where are these two pieces of Hongxian's One-Yuan Feilong Gaoying?"

"80 yuan each, 150 yuan for two."

"Where are the three-year signatures of these two countries?"

"300 each!"

"Where's the one-yuan signed version of National Third Year?"

"It's also 300."

"Where's the signed version of the one-yuan commemorative coin of the People's Republic of China?"

"500."

The more the vendor answered, the more impatient he became. If it weren't for the fact that Yin Jun was not dressed like an ordinary person and accompanied by a beautiful woman like Lizhi, he would have asked him if he would buy it.

Yin Jun put the seven yuan in front of him and said, "All seven yuan, 200 US dollars. If you are willing to make a deal, I will make a deal. If not, I will leave."

"$200?!"

The vendors' eyes widened.

The exchange price of 200 US dollars on the black market is about 1,300 RMB. If you give it to someone in urgent need, 1,500 RMB will do.

Yuan Datou's asking price for his seven yuan was 1,570. Even if calculated according to the normal exchange rate, he was just a counter-offer with a 15% discount.

But Yuan Datou's own purchase price was less than 800!

I almost doubled the profit as soon as I changed hands, which is really exciting!

Due to the nature of a businessman, he originally wanted to bargain again, but at this time he remembered Yin Jun's words and felt a little hesitant.

"Fine!"

After careful consideration, he decided to submit.

RMB is easy to earn, but US dollars are not.

Anyway, I’ve nearly doubled my money, so what’s there to be unhappy about?

Yin Jun waved to the back, and the vendor saw a strong man walking over from the side. Yin Jun took out two Franklins from the stack of money he took out, gave them to the vendor, and gave the coins to the strong man.

The strong man put the coins in his pocket, turned around and left.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, but it made the vendors gasp.

This is……

Which Chinese family is this aristocratic son?

When you go out with so much US dollars, you also have bodyguards to protect you! ?

Fortunately, I didn't have any thoughts, otherwise I would definitely be imprisoned.

He quickly lowered his head and checked the authenticity of the US dollars.

In this era, the U.S. dollars circulating in China are generally not fake and are very easy to identify. Their coin makers can tell at a glance.

After verifying that it was genuine, the vendor felt envious when he thought of the tens of thousands of dollars that the bodyguard had on him.

Mudd!

When can I have so much US dollars? That would be great!