Chapter Seventy-two Antique

  First-grade homework was really too simple for Song Jie. Every day when she attended classes, she would stand with her hands behind her back and stare blankly at the blackboard.

  But every time she took the mock exam, she found that at this time, the children's IQ was actually not much different. Many of them scored full marks, and even those who were at the bottom had around 80 points.

  It's clear that there are no stupid children, only the nurturing of personality in later life creates differences. Dongfeng Elementary School is still relatively humanized, often organizing everyone to care for the elderly and widowed on weekends.

  Song Jie was always very enthusiastic about such things, and she was fortunate to be in a group with Zhou Muya. Every weekend, the two of them would go to Liu Nainai's house on Qingyun Road to help with some chores that they could handle. With the company of good friends, Song Jie had a happy time every week.

  The kindness and goodness of the two little friends were all seen and remembered by Grandma Liu.

  It's another weekend, Song Jie and Zhou Muya came to Grandma Liu's house hand in hand, fetched water and helped wipe the glass. After a busy morning of work, Grandma Liu happily invited the two to sit down and rest.

  Song Jie was so tired that she could hardly move, and obediently sat down on the chair to catch her breath. But Liu Nainai got up and went into the inner room, letting down the curtain.

  I thought Grandma Liu had gone to rest, but unexpectedly she took out a gray cloth bag and came out again.

  She came to Song Jie and the others, sat down, and carefully put down the bundle. She gently opened it, revealing what was inside.

  Song Jie saw the things inside and immediately widened her eyes, holding her breath. While Zhou Muya on the side was someone who didn't recognize goods, she even leaned in to take a closer look, shaking her head after seeing that it was something unfamiliar.

  That was a pack of good-quality Yuan Datou, among which were several worn and shiny Qianlong Tongbao coins, showing the owner's fondness for these things.

  "You two little girls have been working hard lately, come on. Grandma will give you something good, take it and play with it, each of you pick a few cool babies: this daddy I want." Liu grandma said with a kind smile.

  The two of them hastily waved their hands to decline, Song Jie didn't know the specific value of these things, but after watching so many treasure-hunting shows over the decades, she knew they were worth a lot, and couldn't accept them.

  Grandma Liu saw the two people waving their hands, and the smile on her face deepened: "It's nothing, just some toys, take them away to play." After finishing speaking, she grabbed a few and stuffed them into Zhou Muya's hands.

  Zhou Muya reluctantly handed it over, and it was grasped in her palm. She had no idea what those things were worth. Song Jie took a glance and hastily grabbed Zhou Muya's hand, taking out the money and putting it on Grandma Liu's table.

  "We can't have them, Grandma Liu. These things are too valuable. They're all antiques and will be worth a lot of money in the future. We can't just take your things for free." Song Jie explained.

  Zhou Muya was startled when she heard it was something valuable and quickly followed with a wave of her hand saying that she couldn't accept it.

  "These were all kept by me in the past, just for memory's sake. But now I don't have any relatives around me either. What's the use of keeping these things? Just give them to you, and you'll be like my own granddaughter."

  Several people couldn't persuade each other, Song Jie felt that these coins had a different meaning to Liu Nainai, so she couldn't take them even more. However, Liu Nainai was too stubborn, and Song Jie had no choice but to take only one Yuan Datou coin that didn't look very valuable.

  Zhou Muya was scared stiff and didn't dare make a sound. In the end, she also casually picked up a coin with Song Jie, just for fun.

  Grandma Liu didn't persuade them anymore and had to let them go. However, it was clear that she was very happy. She really regarded the children in front of her as her own relatives.

  On her way home, Song Jie thought of a way to get rich. At first, there was no initial capital, and her younger uncle's business had always been lukewarm.

  So much time has passed, and my little uncle is getting more and more impatient. After all, he still wants to make a name for himself and marry a wife, and the business he's doing now is too slow.

  Song Jie was calculating the gains and losses while paying attention to her precious items in her space. Next to her, Zhou Muya was anxious, scratching her ears and cheeks. Song Jie came back from her daze and saw Zhou's strange expression, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

  The person in front of her finally looked at herself and hurriedly asked: "Song Jie, how did you know these things were antiques?"

  "I'm reading books, you don't pay attention in class, how can you know? So, from now on, you must study hard."

  Zhou Muya usually studies well, but she is careless and prone to making mistakes. Every time she takes an exam, she makes some small errors and can't get a perfect score. Song Jie is taking this opportunity to criticize her.

  Zhou Muya thought so too, she herself wasn't fond of studying and should correct it in the future. Today's matter was really embarrassing, almost made a mistake.

  Back home, Song Jie didn't mention today's events to anyone. When Zhao Tong returned at night, she called him aside and told him what had happened that day.

  Zhao Tong said, "It's not like everyone can recognize antiques. Even if we go to buy some, I doubt we'll have any luck. Just forget about it." His own niece was like a little elf, understanding a bit of everything.

  Song Jie wouldn't give up, so she used her coquettish tactics. Zhao Tong was entangled and had no choice but to agree to accompany Song Jie to the nearest antique market tomorrow, just as if they were going on a date.

  In the evening, Song Jie went to practice in space as usual. In today's society, the time when magic is used is really not much, even if it has fallen to only being used for sweeping the floor, Song Jie still practices every day without stopping. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, and being prepared is always good.

  After her cultivation was complete, she went to her own treasure room. The storage room was filled with the fruits and species that Song Jie had harvested, and she had specially set aside a separate place for those treasures, which she called the "Treasure Room".

  She rearranged the treasures inside, and at this time, Song Jie's true nature as a thrift store enthusiast was exposed. She gathered some inconspicuous items together, thinking that when she went out tomorrow, if she saw something similar, she would exchange it with them. Anyway, she had space, and no one knew about it.

  The next day, she followed Zhao Tong to the antique market. Song Jie felt that her eyes were not enough to see everything. At this time, the antique industry was not well developed, and there were not many people setting up stalls on the street, but the streets were still bustling with people coming and going.

  There were also some shops on both sides of the street, with things that made people's eyes dazzle. Song Jie had only seen these things on TV before, and she would watch antique appraisal shows without missing a single episode. At this moment, she didn't dare say that she knew what these things were, but just got familiar with them. Fortunately, her purpose today was not to buy antiques, but to exchange them.

  Zhao Tong wasn't here for the first time, and every time he saw these things, he thought they were more or less the same, never paying much attention. It was only when he heard the absurd news from Song Jie's mouth that he took it a bit seriously.

  Two people walked slowly along the street, Song Jie's eyes were fixed tightly on the roadside stalls, trying to find one or two familiar items from them.

  She suddenly stopped in front of a stall, and a Maitreya Buddha about one and a half inches high, similar to the yellow rice jade carving, entered her line of sight. The carving of this Maitreya Buddha was very rough, but its expression was very peaceful and compassionate. As for the specific material, she couldn't tell.

  Song Jie's heart moved, wasn't there a similar one in her own space? Only that was the real Huang Tianyu carving, Huang Tianyu had the color of gold, but it had the texture of jade, extremely precious.

  At first glance, this one on the stall is not much different from others. Only after careful appreciation can you find the roughness of the carving work. Song Jie secretly decided that it was the one.

  Song Jie pretended to be very interested and squatted in front of the stall, Zhao Tong also followed suit. Song Jie carefully selected some small animal-shaped porcelain figurines, and with great interest, held a small rabbit and the Maitreya Buddha, saying: "Uncle, I like these two, buy them for me."

  Zhao Tong saw that his niece liked it and also wanted to buy it, so he asked the vendor: "How much money?"

  The vendor thought Song Jie was a little kid and assumed she would like the small animal more: "That ceramic rabbit is 20 yuan, the Maitreya Buddha is 15 yuan."

  "Isn't it too expensive? You're ripping me off! It's just a toy for kids, can't you be more reasonable?" Zhao Tong almost jumped in shock.

  Zhao Tong looks like a rookie and doesn't know the rules of the trade, so he speaks recklessly. The small vendors don't mind either, as long as they can sell their goods, it's all good.

  "It's not expensive, you see the material, that is Song Dynasty porcelain carving, for 20 it's really not expensive." The vendor started talking nonsense, speaking in a very realistic way.

  "That's expensive too! It's just a toy for kids, why so pricey? Can you make it cheaper? If it's reasonable, I'll buy it." Zhao Tong haggled.

  "Considering how much you love the kid, I'll give you a discount. The rabbit is 16 yuan and the Buddha statue is 10 yuan. That's not even profitable for me."

  Zhao Tong didn't give in. The two of them went back and forth haggling over the price, finally settling on 10 yuan for the rabbit and 5 yuan for the Maitreya Buddha.

  Song Jie tugged at Zhao Tong's sleeve and said, "Little uncle, why don't we just not buy the rabbit?"

  Zhao Tong also gave up the rabbit he liked because his niece was afraid of spending money. He quickly waved his hand and put two things into his bag, which made Song Jie's eyes widen in surprise.

  Song Jieyu was beaming with joy, holding her new purchase, so beautiful that she couldn't close her mouth. During this time, Maitreya Buddha used a paper box to pack it, and she quietly replaced the item with the real thing from her space, everything was done without anyone noticing.

  The two of them walked around many more shops, and Song Jie chose one that was located on the edge, with an owner who looked relatively kind-hearted.

  Zhao Tong accompanied Song Jie out to play today, and naturally followed her. Seeing Song Jie standing in front of a store, asking questions left and right, Zhao Tong also patiently listened in, and unexpectedly gained a lot of knowledge. The boss said that the number of people coming to the store was not many, but when talking about these allusions, he was very knowledgeable and didn't show any impatience at all. Song Jie nodded secretly in approval.

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