Chapter 105: The Crime of Buying and Selling Cultural Relics
Chapter 105: Trading Antiquities Is Illegal
"Please follow me, both of you."
The two followed the Boss into an inner quiet room.
"My surname is Zeng. May I ask for your esteemed surnames?"
Cheng Jiuhe reached out and shook hands with Boss Zeng: "My surname is Cheng, and this is my younger sister."
"What medicine are you selling?" Boss Zeng looked at Mengyu.
Mengyu took out the wooden box with the Ganoderma again and placed it on the table: "Boss, please take a look at the goods first."
Boss Zeng quickly picked up the wooden box, opened it, and a heart-penetrating fragrance wafted out, he took a breath, and indeed it was refreshing.
Excitement immediately flushed Boss Zeng’s face.
This was a wild Ganoderma, reddish-brown in color, growing on the roots at a cliff, so its diameter wasn’t large, only about twenty-five centimeters, and it weighed about a jin and a half.
After a full ten minutes of observation, he put the wooden box down, looked at the two, and asked: "Do you intend to sell this Ganoderma to our store?"
Mengyu nodded: "That depends on the price you offer."
Cheng Jiuhe internally nodded in approval, his sister was clever. Not speaking the price first meant holding the initiative.
"I’ll give you this price!" Boss Zeng stretched out two fingers, gesturing the number eight.
"Eight thousand?" Mengyu thought for a moment. In the future, a Ganoderma of such good quality and which has grown for thousands of years could sell for several million.
She looked up at Boss Zeng: "You should be able to tell that this Ganoderma is at least three thousand years old. Moreover, this is not an ordinary forest Ganoderma, but one that grew from the roots at a cliff, which has a stronger effect on the soul.
Additionally, although its growing environment is harsh, its appearance remains quite good. You can also collect it as an art piece."
Boss Zeng hadn’t expected the girl to be so eloquent in her speech.
"Ten thousand then," Cheng Jiuhe said, "If you are not interested, we will sell it to Jimin Hall, I believe they will definitely take it for ten thousand."
Cheng Jiuhe said this because he knew that Jimin Hall and Yuchun Hall were competitors.
How could Boss Zeng allow this thousand-year-old Ganoderma to go to his rival?
He gave a wry smile: "You’re really good at doing business, ten thousand it is then!"
And so, the Ganoderma in Mengyu’s hands sold for ten thousand yuan. She still had a larger one in her space. That one, she decided to keep for herself.
She took the ten thousand yuan in cash and put it into her backpack.
Mengyu finally felt at ease; she had money again!
When the car passed by Huaniao Market, Mengyu suddenly suggested visiting Huaniao Market.
Because she had heard that during the eighties, when there was no antique market yet, some people would sell some acquired "old items" in Huaniao Market, so she wanted to try her luck.
Cheng Jiuhe thought girls would all like flowers and plants and naturally agreed to fulfill his sister’s request. He parked the car, and they entered Huaniao Market.
However, after scouring the entire Huaniao Market, they didn’t see any "old items" for sale. Apart from buying some plant seeds, she didn’t find any antiques.
Seeing Mengyu looking dejected, Cheng Jiuhe found it strange: "Little sister, what did you want to buy at Huaniao Market?"
Mengyu exhaled deeply: "I thought there would be antiques for sale at Huaniao Market."
Cheng Jiu was initially stunned, then burst into loud laughter.
Mengyu glared with wide eyes at her newly-acknowledged brother as he rolled his eyes: Was it really that funny?
Finally realizing that his sister was not amused, Cheng Jiuhe quickly grabbed Mengyu’s hand: "Don’t be angry, little sister. Your brother will take you to find antiques."
Mengyu perked up again: "Do you know where to find antiques for sale?"
Cheng Jiu scanned the surroundings, shot a glare at anyone who was looking, and waited for no one to pay attention before pulling Mengyu to a slightly secluded spot: "Little sister, antiques can’t be sold casually. Trafficking cultural relics, that’s illegal."