Chapter 211 If you don’t follow the rules, you will be scared to death

"You have great ideas. In order to support your dream, I decided to sell these books to you at a cheap price.

Take all the thousand marks."

"Hey, sir, you can't just think I'm a foreigner and just cheat me, right?

You have less than 500 books in total! And you have a lot of books with a price tag of only a few dozen pfennigs. You actually sold me a thousand marks?

I'll give you five hundred marks at most!" Zhang Junping started negotiating the price without any politeness.

"This is different. This is a collection, an ancient book. Naturally, I cannot sell it at the original price.

In this case, I will give you a little more, nine hundred and fifty marks!" the stall owner said with a smile.

"Five hundred and fifty marks at most, otherwise I'll go to the stall next door and buy it.

There are more books there than you have here." Zhang Junping gestured to leave.

"The minimum price is 800 marks. If you still think it's expensive, go to another stall and look at it!" The stall owner finally quoted a price.

"Six hundred marks, if I can't do it, I'm leaving!" Zhang Junping said and stood up.

"Six hundred and fifty marks!" the stall owner said firmly.

"Okay, six hundred and fifty marks is six hundred and fifty marks, but you have to give me the package that contains your books." Zhang Junping pointed to a piece of cloth spread on the ground.

"Okay!" The stall owner thought for a moment and realized that he couldn't take it away without giving it to Zhang Junping, so he nodded.

"Wait for me a moment!" Zhang Junping said to the stall owner after paying the money, ran to a stall he passed just now, and bought a second-hand trolley.

This is a warehouse trolley with two small wheels on the bottom that can be pushed or pulled.

Zhang Junping pushed the trolley to the book buying stall, moved all the books to the trolley, then folded the cloth wrapping the books and placed them on top.

But this piece of cloth makes today’s trip worthwhile.

This is not an ordinary piece of cloth, this is a cloak used by the emperor.

It's a pity that there is some contamination, I don't know if it can be cleaned out.

It is precisely because of this that the stall owner treats it as a relatively strong piece of cloth and spreads it on the ground as a stall cloth.

Looking at the tapestry cloak, Zhang Junping couldn't help but think that maybe this cloak had even wrapped the empress in the palace.

In later generations of court dramas, when the emperor visited a certain empress, he always went to the empress's palace. In fact, this was not the case.

The real situation is, which empress’s brand did the emperor turn over?

The eunuch would inform the empress to wash and take off her clothes, wrap her in a cloak, and then the eunuch would carry her to the emperor's palace.

After that, she was wrapped in a cloak and carried back to the palace by herself.

In this way, is this tapestry cloak valuable?

Of course, this situation only applies to concubines, not queens.

"By the way, what did you mean when you said you would sell things to the East?" Zhang Junping did not leave in a hurry, but asked curiously.

"Those are windmillers, they collect goods from various flea markets and then transport them to the East to sell.

It is said that they are sold to Benzi, the Philippines, Singapore, and Xiangjiang.

People over there like such bags and clothing very much." The stall owner ended his stall career early and happily chatted with Zhang Junping for a few more words.

Zhang Junping understood. To put it bluntly, it was sold to those poor people who worshiped foreigners and loved vanity.

It doesn't matter if it's old, the style is European style, it's a famous brand, and the price is cheap enough, that's enough.

Zhang Junping pushed the car forward.

Came to the stall he mentioned when he was negotiating the price just now.

"How do you sell these books? I want them all!" Zhang Junping flipped through the old books on the floor and said directly.

"A book costs five marks. I have a total of 740 books here. The total is...3,700 marks!" The stall owner grinned, took out a calculator, and clicked on the quote.

He had seen Zhang Junping's purchase of books just now, so he naturally quoted a high price.

Zhang Junping got up and left.

Just kidding, an old book costs five marks, that’s not how people are ripped off.

"..." The stall owner was a little dumbfounded, aren't you going to open a museum?

Why did you leave like that?

There were five hundred books. Although there was a cart, it was heavy to push. Zhang Junping saw that there was a warehouse for rent at the flea market, so he simply went over and rented a warehouse and put the books in it.

I started shopping again empty-handed.

There are indeed many good things in the flea market, such as many exquisite bone china tableware.

Bone china is one of the great inventions of Europe.

It is based on the firing of Chinese porcelain, adding bone powder ground from animal bones.

The bone china fired in this way is as thin as paper, as white as jade, and sounds like a chime. It is very popular in European and American markets.

Zhang Junping knelt down, picked up a bone china plate, and looked at it.

It is indeed much better than ordinary Chinese porcelain in terms of whiteness, fineness and smoothness.

Especially the gilt-plated edge on the edge of the dish makes the white porcelain look much more noble.

Zhang Junping glanced at the bottom of the account habitually.

European and American bone china learned from Chinese porcelain, so they naturally have a base.

A crown, behind WWWW51,

Zhang Junping's hand shook when he saw it and he almost dropped it to the ground.

You are so lucky, right?

I picked up a piece of bone china and it turned out to be a British Royal Worcester bone china dinner plate.

Zhang Junping looked carefully again and found that the gold plating on the edge of the plate was indeed real gold.

Worcester bone china should be regarded as British official kiln porcelain.

Zhang Junping put down the bone china dinner plate and picked up a bone china coffee cup next to him. It was the same style as the dinner plate just now. The rim of the cup had a 22K pure gold-plated rim, and the body of the coffee cup was painted with 22K gold.

pattern.

The pattern is very simple, but paired with the white cup body, it looks very noble.

This should be genuine Worcester bone china.

Zhang Junping looked at the bone china on the stall one by one and selected all the Worcester bone china.

A total of one hundred and eighty-nine pieces.

"How much do these cost?"

"Sir, the ones you chose are bone china, which are relatively expensive."

“I knew it was bone china, and it looked beautiful, so I planned to buy it back.

How much is your lowest price?"

"If you want both, I'll give you twenty marks for each!"

"How much does it cost to buy new bone china? Even if I buy your Prussian Meissen bone china, it won't cost twenty marks, right?" Zhang Junping questioned.

“Do you want Meissen bone china?

These are, take a look, if you want, I’ll give you one piece, it’s cheaper.” The stall owner pointed to his stall, Zhang Junping picked out the remaining porcelain and said with a smile.

"Are these Meissen bone china?" Zhang Junping picked up a small bone china bowl in surprise.

There are two blue swords at the bottom of the bowl, crossed together.

"Not entirely, there is also Copenhagen bone china, do you want it?"

"Yes! I want them all, you name the lowest price!" Zhang Junping gritted his teeth.

"Fifteen yuan a piece, it can't be any lower!"

"Five dollars! If you sell it, I want all the bone china in your stall!" Zhang Junping said, pointing to the bone china in the stall.

"The price you gave is too low! There's no way to sell it!" The stall owner simply shook his head and refused.

"Okay! I want it all at once, and then you can go to the flea market, taste the delicious food, and then buy some products that suit your taste.

You can also spend more time with your family." Zhang Junping persuaded with a smile.

"You are good at bargaining, and I really need more time to spend with my children. Ten yuan a piece is the lowest price." When he mentioned his family, the stall owner showed a warm smile on his face.

The warm smile on the stall owner's face moved Zhang Junping, "Okay! Just as you said, ten yuan a piece, I want them all!"

It’s just that I need to trouble you to help me deliver the things to the warehouse over there.”

"No problem, I have a car here, it's very convenient to send it there!" The stall owner quickly started to clear away the bone china on the stall.
To be continued...