Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

"ah!"

Wang Yong seemed to have just remembered it and admitted his mistake with a wry smile.

"Look at my stupid brain. I only thought about bringing people to see you, old man."

"Hmph! If you do it again, you won't even have to do the job of sweeping the floor. Go back to where you came from."

"There will definitely not be a next time."

Wang Yong bowed and apologized, then turned around and winked at me.

"Hurry up and take the things out and show them to Teacher Gao."

I hesitated.

What Teacher Gao said just now made me feel like I walked into a shady shop.

The official kiln products were bought at a low price and then sold for more than thirty times the price. The price difference was too huge.

If only we could sell things directly to foreign guests...

That's impossible. The antique shop has the ability to sell things to foreign guests.

I am just a peasant and don't even know where the foreign guests are.

It is even more unrealistic to think of selling things to foreign guests.

Putting aside the unrealistic ideas in my mind, I took out the small piece of gold from my pocket to see what price Teacher Gao would offer.

If the price is similar to his psychological expectation, take out the jade and show it to him.

As soon as the gold was taken out, Teacher Gao's eyes widened immediately, and then his eyelids drooped quickly.

I placed the gold in front of him and asked, "Can you tell me how much it can be sold for?"

Teacher Gao picked up the gold jewelry and looked at it casually.

But the burning greed in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

It was a golden bubble that was less than four centimeters long and wide. On the front was a Taotie beast face made up of coiled dragon patterns. The eyes of the beast face were hollowed out and inlaid with turquoise. The workmanship was very exquisite.

Anyone with eyesight can tell at a glance that it is of great value.

"The gold is decently made, but the gold isn't pure. It's something from the last few decades. I'll buy it for 18 yuan per gram at most."

"Only 18 yuan per gram?" I asked in surprise.

Although I thought the price would be lower, I didn't expect it to be this low.

"The current price of gold is 35 per gram!"

"35 per gram is pure gold. I told you this is not pure gold. The gold content is only 60-70 percent at most. 18 per gram is a high price."

"That's because Wang Yong brought you here."

"If it were someone else, the maximum they'd give would be 13 per gram. Think about it, you won't get that price again after this opportunity."

"Besides, no one outside will accept your stuff. Only our antique shop can recycle it."

Teacher Gao spoke rapidly.

Every sentence carries a strong sense of oppression.

He thought I was young and should be able to handle it with just a few words.

But I saw his greed early on.

Knowing the value of gold bubbles, it is definitely far more than 18 per gram.

I took the gold bubble back and put it in my pocket, then turned around and walked out.

"Hey, don't go, young man!"

Teacher Gao shouted angrily, "Once you graduate from this school, you won't be able to get this price!"

"Come back! How about I give you some more!"

"I will think about it."

I quickened my pace without even looking back.

As I walked out of the antique shop, I felt worried.

The product is good, but there is no place to sell it at a suitable price!

Where else can I sell this thing except in a cultural relics store?

Were you impulsive just now?

I'll sell it at 18 per gram first, and use the money to send grandpa to get medical treatment.

Just when I was worried, someone patted my shoulder from behind.

I quickly turned around, and it was Wang Yong who followed me.

"Brother, let's talk here."

Wang Yong pulled me a few steps to the side of the road.

He took out a pack of Golden Monkey cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it to me.

"A monkey swinging a stick, do you want to hit him?"

I took the cigarette and he struck a match to light it for me.

"The prices at antique shops aren't high, so you're right not to sell that thing."

I looked at him in surprise.

I don't understand what this is about.

The person in the antique shop is being disloyal. Does he want to be a traitor?

"Don't look at me like that."

"I can't stand Mr. Gao's price-cutting approach."

"Most of the people who come here to sell things are people who have encountered difficulties at home and are selling heirlooms to cope with the emergency. I believe you are also in trouble."

His words hit the nail on the head.

If my grandfather hadn't been seriously ill, I wouldn't have taken the risk of robbing a tomb.

They would not even risk shipping the goods to antique shops.

"My grandfather is sick and coughing up a lot of blood. He needs money for treatment."

Wang Yong put his arm around my shoulders and patted me twice as if to comfort me.

"I took a liking to you right away. If you trust me, I can take you to see someone. He'll definitely offer a high price."

I immediately became alert.

I feel that Wang Yong is about to reveal his true colors.

"Who are you taking me to? Teacher Gao just said that no one will accept my things except you guys."

"Don't be nervous. Most people don't buy antiques, but Hong Kong businessmen do."

"Hong Kong businessman?!"

I screamed, my heart pounding.

Hong Kong businessmen were roughly equivalent to foreign guests at that time.

And rich!

"Keep your voice down. I happen to know a Hong Kong businessman who collects antiques and is very generous with his money."

"Not only am I helping you sell your stuff at a high price, I'm also earning a commission for myself. It's a win-win situation for both of us."

In order to gain my trust, he did not hide anything and told me directly about earning the referral fee.

I let down my guard a lot.

"I came here with my brother. Can I take him with me to meet the Hong Kong businessman?"

Wang Yong looked embarrassed.

"This...it's okay to take one or two people, but no more."

"There are only two of us."

"Okay, wait for me across the street. I'll take you to meet the Hong Kong businessman after get off work."

After the appointment, I walked across the street.

Cui Hao grabbed me and hid in the corner like a thief.

"Walk carefully, don't act like a thief."

"I'm feeling guilty, so what if I go in? How much did it sell for?"

Cui Hao looked around as he spoke, looking more like a thief.

I slapped him on the head.

"You're really going to get arrested if you keep doing this."

"Brother, don't scare me!"

"Hurry up and get well. You're going to meet the Hong Kong businessmen with someone later. Don't be so timid and embarrass me."

"What Hong Kong businessmen? What are Hong Kong businessmen?"

When China just opened up in 79, few people in the countryside knew about Hong Kong businessmen.

Only in large cities like provincial capitals do a small number of people understand the concept of Hong Kong businessmen.

It was not until the mid-to-late 1980s that people gradually became widely aware of it.

It was only then that I heard Professor Zhang mention it, and I began to understand a little bit about Hong Kong businessmen in Hong Kong.

"The businessmen from Hong Kong Island are all very wealthy."

"It's good to have money! Can our things be sold for a lot of money?"

“It’s hard to say how much it can be sold for, but it’s definitely higher than what the antique shops would pay.”

"Good thing!"

Cui Hao was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

"Now that we have the money, let's have a good meal. They say the mutton soup in the provincial capital is delicious. Let's each have a bowl!"

"There are also Demaogong crystal cakes. Buy a pound and take it home to honor my mother!"

"Let everyone in my family know that I, Cui Hao, am also capable!"

"Brother, you should also buy some delicious food and drinks and bring them back. Then walk around Xiufang's house a few times and give her family some irritation!"

I covered my forehead, not knowing what to say, and just let him go crazy.

Soon it was five o'clock and the antique shop closed.

Wang Yong, who had changed into casual clothes, came over and led us to the Xi'an People's Building.

When we got to the door, he warned, "Don't look around or talk nonsense when you go in. Just follow me."