Chapter 294 Life-Saving Money

Just looking at the texture of the bronze Maitreya Buddha with a big belly, it is not the craftsmanship of the predecessors, but it seems to have been made in the past hundred years, and the same is true for other things. From Qiao Yi'an's point of view, these things are at most self-made things during the Republic of China, and they don't have much collection value, and they even look a little worse than some imitations.

In front of the booth, a white-haired old man wearing black-rimmed glasses and dressed like a pedant squatted by the side of the booth, and said to the old man, "Old man Tang, you put these seven things together, and I bought them for 10,000 yuan."

"Too few to sell." Old man Tang smoked the dry tobacco in his mouth, and bitterly squeezed out a sentence, "I heard from my grandfather that these things are all handed down from the family. They have been collected for a long time and are very valuable. Ten thousand That's too little money."

"Then tell me, how much does it cost?" The white-haired old man was not angry when he heard this, but raised his head to ask.

"One hundred thousand." Old man Tang tapped Hanyan, frowned, and said after a few minutes of deliberation.

After old man Tang said this, the white-haired old man frowned immediately, shook his head and stood up, sighed, and left the place.

A stall owner next to him really couldn't stand it any longer, pushed the old man Tang and said, "These are all from the period of the Republic of China, and the workmanship is not very exquisite, and the most expensive thing to sell every piece is It’s only eight or nine hundred yuan. If someone bought it for ten thousand yuan, it’s because of your granddaughter’s poor medicine to cure her illness. Don’t be too greedy, old man Tang. Only a fool will buy your things for 100,000 yuan.”

The old man Tang didn't speak. His old face, which was already tanned and wrinkled, became more wrinkled, and his brows were also squeezed into a ball.

It's not that he doesn't want to sell it, but that without the 100,000 yuan, there is no way to cure his granddaughter's illness!

Old man Tang is a standard farmer. His son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident two years ago when he went out to work, leaving him and his little granddaughter at home. On weekdays, he takes care of his little granddaughter while farming. The life at home is poor but fulfilling. .

Unexpectedly, just two days ago, the little granddaughter suddenly became seriously ill, and the clinic in the village couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. He carried his little granddaughter to a big hospital in the city for an examination, only to find out that the child had acute pancreatitis.

Pancreatitis, as it sounds, is just a common inflammation and not fatal.

In fact it is not the case!

Acute pancreatitis is a very serious disease with a rapid onset and a high mortality rate. There is no way to delay such a disease!

The family has no money, but he asked the doctor about this disease before, and there is no way to cure it without a hundred thousand yuan. He can only go home and wait to die. How can Old Man Tang be reconciled to this? The little granddaughter is her only relative now, but without money, what can he do? You can't steal it, just grab it, right?

So today's incident happened. These few things were indeed left by their ancestors. The elders in the family were very precious. He thought that these few things could be exchanged for some life-saving money, but he didn't expect to go to the antique shop. But they didn't accept them at all, saying that the seven items were worthless, and they wouldn't be able to sell them if they let them go.

After all, old man Tang was not reconciled. To him, these things were his granddaughter's life-saving straw, so he followed the example of others and set up a street stall here.

But I didn't expect that after going back and forth for such a long time, no one was willing to pay a high price to buy it.

Old man Tang was a little desperate.