On the streets.
Dong Xuebing was thinking of how to use BACK to make money from the Antique Market. He was about to cross the road and return to the hospital from the other side. The underground passage was humid, and there was a faint smell of urine. There were many stalls on both sides of the passage, selling mobile phone pendants, small fans, and peeling tools. At the outermost steps, there were peeled pineapple slices and ice cream wrapped in plastic foam. It was quite a lively scene.
"Popsicles. 1 RMB for 1 stick. 1.5 RMB for 2 sticks."
"Come and take a look. This is the latest peeling knife. 10 RMB for one."
Dong Xuebing avoided the carrot peels on the ground. When he was about to walk over to the stall selling mobile phone pendants, he saw a familiar figure. It was the middle-aged man who had knocked into him earlier. It was Mr. Cheng, the coin appraiser. He walked slowly up to a stall selling rusty old coins, stooped down, and unblinkingly plucked at the pile of copper coins on the white cloth sheet.
Enemies are bound to meet! Dong Xuebing's anger flares up again!
Not far away, Mr. Cheng asked: "How much is it?"
The stall owner was a young man in his twenties. He was smoking and replied without looking up: "5 RMB for one."
Mr. Cheng replied: "Is it too expensive?"
The young man did not reply and extinguished his cigarette.
Dong Xuebing curled his lips. He had gone to the antique shop with the owner of the antique shop in the past, and the antique coins there are sold by catty. The coins there are only a few cents per coin, and there is nothing valuable. The stalls here are not as good as the antique shop Dong Xuebing had gone to. The sellers there are cunning and will not leave anything valuable for you.
You call yourself an expert? Come here to pick coins?
Do you know anything?
As Dong Xuebing was thinking about this, he saw Teacher Cheng was stunned. Huh? What's wrong?
Dong Xuebing saw Mr. Cheng quickly take out 8 to 9 rusty copper coins from the pile and looked at them. He held them tightly in his hands and did not put them back. He continued to look for more than a thousand copper coins. In the end, he swallowed his saliva and opened the 9 coins in his hands. "I want these 9 coins first. 45 RMB? Here's the money. "
The listless young man's expression brightened up, and he smiled at him. "Yes, Si … Eh, you are?" The young man was stunned. He immediately slapped his forehead and said, "I've seen you before. You're the expert who specializes in identifying coins on TV." The young man rolled his eyes and looked at the nine copper coins in Teacher Cheng's hand. In the blink of an eye, he changed his tone, "I'm sorry. I said five yuan just now because I was referring to those coins. These few of yours … um … five hundred each!"
Teacher Cheng's face darkened. "What do you mean?"
The young man did not say anything. He only knew that the things that the experts had their eyes on could not be wrong. These few coins might be worth a lot of money.
Dong Xuebing laughed. Serves them right! Are you dumbfounded?
But before Dong Xuebing could gloat for long, something shocking happened.
Teacher Cheng smiled coldly and nodded. "500? What an exorbitant demand. "
The young man smiled mischievously and reached out to take the copper coin in the other party's hand. "Forget it if you don't want it."
"Wait." Teacher Cheng frowned and kept the coins in his pocket. He took out his wallet and threw 4,500 RMB to the young man. "Is this enough?"
Dong Xuebing, the young man, and the rest of the onlookers were stunned!
No one had expected Teacher Cheng to give out money!
Those who were slightly knowledgeable would know that due to the large number of old coins in the world, most of them were not worth much. They might be worth a few cents or even 10 to 20 RMB. However, Teacher Cheng had given out 4,500 RMB. Could it be that he, as an expert in coins, had made a mistake? It was obviously impossible!
That Teacher Cheng had gotten what he wanted?
Damn! How could he find such a good item in a small stall? This bastard must be lucky!
Dong Xuebing gritted his teeth. But suddenly, he thought of something and shouted: "BACK! BACK！ BACK！”
… …
The scene in front of Dong Xuebing flashed.
"How much is it?" Teacher Cheng squatted at the stall and asked.
The young man, who was smoking, replied without looking up: "5 RMB for one."
Teacher Cheng replied: "Too expensive."
The young man did not say anything and stepped on his cigarette.
Dong Xuebing knew this was his chance to make money. He rushed out of the stall. Dong Xuebing remembered that Cheng Yu had taken a few coins from the bottom left corner. Eh? No … it should be right below. That's not right. His hands had been moving the coins around, and the position of the coins was messed up. Also, he was too far away and could not see the words on the coins. That's why he could not find them. What should he do? What should he do? Should he waste this chance?
Suddenly, Dong Xuebing had an idea. He ran over to the stall and shouted: "Boss!"
The young man got a fright. "What's wrong? Are you buying coins? "
Teacher Cheng looked at Dong Xuebing and raised his brows. He then looked at the pile of coins again.
Dong Xuebing saw his plan to divert the young man's attention was not working. He quickly squatted down and pushed Teacher Cheng aside. He grabbed the white cloth under the coins and rolled it up. "Boss, how many coins do you have? More than 1,000? Let me weigh it first. "This pile of coins was quite heavy, and it was hard to carry it.
Teacher Cheng replied unhappily: "What's wrong with you? I am picking the coins!"
Dong Xuebing sneered: "Haha, so what if you are picking the coins? Did you pay? "
The young man was puzzled: "Why are you weighing the coins? This is about … about 1,300 to 1,400 coins. Oh, put it down first. Can't you see that person is not done picking the coins? "
Dong Xuebing looked at the young man and said: "Alright. I am too lazy to count how many coins there are. I want all of them. How much is it?"
The young man and Teacher Cheng were stunned. "All of them?"
Dong Xuebing nodded: "Yes. What's your price?"
The young man replied excitedly: "If you want to buy all of them, I will give you a discount. 5 RMB for one coin. If it is 1,300 coins, it will be 6,500. How about I charge you 6,000 RMB?"
Dong Xuebing did not let go of the four corners of the bag. "6,000 RMB is too expensive. 4,000 RMB is more like it."
The young man said: "My purchase price is high, and I cannot give you a discount. Hmmm … never mind. Let's both take a step back. How about 5,000 RMB? It's fine if I make some losses. Small profits but quick turnover. "
"… … Fine!"
The young man was smiling. He had set up his stall for one year and finally met someone who could take advantage of him!
Teacher Cheng looked at Dong Xuebing mockingly and shook his head. He stood up and left. He was thinking to himself: An outsider will always be an outsider. How dare he buy coins without even looking at the coins? Is he crazy?!
Dong Xuebing did not bring so much cash with him, and he and the young man carried the bag of coins to a nearby ICBC bank. They withdrew 5,000 RMB from the ATM. Dong Xuebing looked at his account balance. He only had a few hundred RMB left. But Dong Xuebing was overjoyed. He carried the coins and rushed to the hospital.
Hahaha!
So, BACK can be used like this!
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