Chapter 444: Chapter 444: Old Stuff
Chapter 444 Old Goods
Sure enough, the man opened his mouth and asked for five yuan, saying that the jar was an old good.
At that mont, people who were selling junk from their hos all mocked him: “Old man Bei, your jar is used for pickling, isn’t it? Even if it’s an antique, it’s a broken one, worthless.”
The man blushed a bit, because, as others said, this jar had indeed been used at ho for pickling. Desperate for money, he saw a child collecting old items and tried to pass it off as an antique to make so money.
“Humph, even if this one is broken, I still have good ones at ho.”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, another man joked with him: “Aren’t these the jars nobody wanted that you dug up from the back mountain? Ha. You can buy a good jar for a few mao, and only you, Old man Bei, would use those ugly, worthless jars.”
“…”
Old man Bei, the middle-aged man, was suddenly at a loss for words.
Because the others were not wrong. Many jars had been dug up from the back mountain, but there were only a few good ones. Once found, they were snatched up by others.
The leftovers were either lopsided, or cracked, and while others found them too ugly to keep, he had picked out so of the better ones to bring back. They were all used at ho for pickling, fernting, and storing grains and beans.
But Ah Xin discovered a grey clay jar, with a diater of more than ten centiters, and a height of over thirty centiters. It had an open mouth, flat rim, squared lip, short neck, wide shoulders, rounded belly, and a small flat base. Below the belly were decorated with irregular horizontal and vertical rope patterns.
He looked it over and it sowhat resembled an antique.
But even as an antique, only a complete one is valuable. This broken jar shouldn’t be worth much.
Therefore, he pulled the man aside, who was alert and just stood by.
Ah Xin and Ah Biao weighed the scrap, one paying the money, and it didn’t take long before they had processed the scrap brought by everyone.
After everyone had left, Ah Xin then asked the man selling the broken jar: “How many of these jars do you have at ho?”
The man hesitated for a mont before replying, “I have jars and bottles, but—” he glanced at Ah Xin, “those are in good condition, so of them are quite pretty, I’d sell them for three yuan each. Are you really interested?”
Ah Xin nodded: “Of course, I’m serious.”
The man then said, “Co at this ti tomorrow, I’ll bring them to sell to you. Today’s jar, although it’s a bit chipped, is still an antique. Give two yuan for it.”
Ah Xin handed the man two yuan, then took the jar and left.
After returning to City North Courtyard, he thought it over and felt uncertain, so he rushed to Shen Qi’s courtyard to find ngyu.
“Did you bring that jar with you?” ngyu asked.
“Uh, I didn’t dare to bring it in, so I left it outside the courtyard.”
ngyu beca anxious: “Aren’t you afraid soone will take it?”
Ah Xin was unconcerned: “No worries, who would take such a broken jar?”
When Ah Xin ca in holding the slightly crooked jar for the second ti, Xiao Tao cried out, “Master, quickly take that jar, it’s really an antique. Moreover, it doesn’t have any aggressiveness or Evil Energy, it’s not a burial object.”
ngyu’s heart stirred. If it were a burial object, although it could be purified, after all, it wouldn’t be as clean as sothing uneroded.
Hearing that this jar was not a burial object, she imdiately got excited.
“Okay, I’ll co down with you right away.”
Her intuition told her that there should be an ancient kiln for making jars in the back mountain of that village. These defective products were brought here and discarded.
Those items might not seem special to others, but to her, they were treasures.
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