I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 103 102. Thousands or tens of thousands (ask for a monthly ticket)

   Yuan Hui froze in his seat.

  Wang Yi at first felt that he had found some good stuff to calm him down, but gradually he felt that Yuan Hui was not in a good state...

   He asked, "Mr. Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

   Hearing his words, Yuan Hui came back to his senses: "No, no, no, you brought these things this time? Are there any good things hidden?"

   Wang Yi looked at his face and asked, "Aren't these good things? They're all old things, I've worked so hard to collect them."

  Yuan Hui wanted to speak and then shut his mouth, and finally said: "Brother, if I hadn't known about you, I would have thought that you were deliberately making fun of me!"

   "This is indeed an old item, but alas, don't be unhappy when I say it directly, it's all junk!"

   He picked up the purse and looked at it.

   An old leather bag that was common in the 1970s and 1980s. It has a black body with a brass zipper, two big yellow characters 'Hudu' on the front, and a yellow building below.

   He glanced at it and shook his head: "The zipper is still broken! What kind of old item is this? Oh, brother Wang, the goods you received this time are quite different from the previous ones."

  Wang Yi said aggrievedly: "What can I do? It's all about luck, what I get when I encounter it, and it's impossible for me to encounter old stamps and old RMB every time, right?"

   "Then Qihe Zhong and Yin Yang Zhen?" Yuan Hui looked at him expectantly.

Wang Yi said: "They belong to the two families. In fact, the old objects this time were received at Yin Yang Zhen's house. I received these things because of Yin Yang Zhen's relationship. "

   Yuan Hui understood as soon as he heard this: "The old man knows the true identity of Yin Yang Zhen?"

   Wang Yi said: "I don't know, but I know it's an old object."

   "He said that this yin and yang shock was an old tree of the official yamen, passed down by his ancestors. In the past, his ancestors worked in the yamen, and in the late Qing Dynasty, there would be a fight for righteousness and boxing. He and the other people in the yamen secretly ran back to his hometown."

  Yuan Hui nodded: "This is okay, you won't lose if you receive it within one million."

   Wang Yi asked: "How much can it sell for?"

   Yuan Hui said: "It's hard to say, you have to find out what customers mean by looking at customers. If it is good, it will be a few million, and if it is almost, it will be more than one million."

   "Is there no value for a prayer bell?" Wang Yi asked.

   Yuan Hui said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the prayer bell is a bronze bell! It's a big item! If we find a suitable buyer for this bronze bell, the price is boundless!"

   "Let's not talk about this, you only have these things this time? No good things?"

  Wang Yi patted the bag: "Yes!"

   Yuan Hui suddenly looked at him expectantly: "I knew that my brother, you are very capable, you won't just make some rubbish."

  Wang Yi took out the wine bottle of 1971 Wuliangye and put it on the table: "I can't hide it from you, Mr. Yuan - uh, my wine bottle is not worth much?"

The    wine bottle came out, Yuan Hui's look of anticipation suddenly collapsed.

   He picked up the wine bottle and turned it around under the light: "Oh, the red flag brand Wuliangye, this thing is a bit interesting, but unfortunately it's just a wine bottle, it would be nice if it was unopened and stored properly with old wine in it."

   Wang Yi asked: "Is the bottle worthless?"

   Yuan Hui said with a wry smile: "If you find someone to collect it, it will be worth two or three thousand yuan. If you meet someone who has no conscience, I will give you a few hundred yuan."

   "What if there was wine?"

"If you have wine, it's valuable. In 2016, the Rongzhou Liquor Culture Festival and the 20th Wuliangye 1218 Manufacturers Co-construction and Win-win Conference took such a bottle of wine. The red flag Wuliangye in 1971 was this wine. It should have been shot at that time. A price of 980,000!"

   "980,000?!" Wang Yi was dumbfounded.

  I participated in a million-dollar dinner last night? !

   Anger flooded my heart like a tide: I realized at the time that the 71-year-old Wuliangye wine was valuable, so why didn't I find a reason to accept it? Why drink with the crowd?

   But the money can still be earned back, he quickly said: "The family I received this wine bottle also has an unopened bottle of Wuliangye, and this one is a batch!"

   After saying this, he hesitated again.

   Wine is nothing compared to other things. After all, it has been forty years. Forty years must be reflected in the appearance and taste of wine.

  Yuan Hui grabbed his words and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, if you keep it properly, then this wine is valuable, and it's no problem to sell it for hundreds of thousands!"

   "Isn't it 980,000?" Wang Yi asked.

   Yuan Hui said with a smile: "980,000 was at the manufacturer's win-win conference held by Wuliangye. I won't talk about the inside, you should understand?"

"You must know that in the 2011 autumn auction of Xiling Yinshe in 2012 in Qiantang City, a bottle of Wuliangye in 1960 was auctioned for 980,000 yuan, and the reason for this price is because of this The bottle is the oldest complete wine in existence to date!"

   Hearing this, Wang Yi understood.

   In 1971, Wuliangye was able to sell 980,000 yuan because of his own speculation.

   He thought carefully about whether to take the risk of liquor for the time being, and said vaguely: "But that bottle of wine has been preserved for decades, it seems to be a bit of a runaway..."

   "That's the end." Yuan Hui immediately shook his head in disappointment.

  Wang Yi asked: "Are wine bottles worthless? How did I hear that Moutai and Wuliangye wine bottles were also recycled?"

   Yuan Hui explained: "The bottles of famous wines are indeed recycled. It can be sold for money but it is not very valuable. Contemporary wine bottle recycling is for counterfeiting."

   "It's not a good thing to say, so there are unspoken rules in our industry. We don't accept contemporary wine bottles and don't encourage friends to accept them."

"A wine bottle like yours is different. It can be collected. No one will use the 71-year-old wine to counterfeit it, haha, because it does not have the corresponding year's wine to fill it. Its identity is a collectible, and a collectible can of course be Received."

   "The other is some special wine bottles, such as the 2005 Maotai Shenzhou Airlines commemorative wine bottle, the 2006 naval nuclear submarine wine bottle, the 2008 Olympic water cube wine bottle, etc. These are also collectible."

  Wang Yi was puzzled: "Since it has collectible value, then it only costs a few hundred dollars?"

Yuan Hui spread his hands: "If you can find a player who is willing to collect this wine bottle, the price can be negotiated, but what you want to sell is a store like ours, we need profit margins, so it must be pressing your price to death. ."

He clapped the bottle in his hand: "In the business, I can accept your bottle, but the price is the same price. But considering that we have real feelings between us, then I will give you a higher price, How about three thousand yuan?"

  Wang Yi stared at him: "Are you trying to trick me again?"

   Yuan Hui immediately called out: "When have I ever cheated on you? Wine bottles are really not that valuable, you can go to the collection website and see, there are some on it."

  Wang Yizhen took out his mobile phone and started to check the Internet.

   Seeing this, Yuan Hui smiled and said: "Haha, you young people are really serious, or..."

"You're really good!" Wang Yi got angry when he checked the Internet, "7788 collection.com, the Hongqi brand Wuliangye empty bottle is 23,000! And the quality is not good, look at it, what kind of bottle is it? Look at my wine bottle, this is How well preserved!"

   Yuan Hui didn't expect Wang Yi to be so real, what he just said was just a trick to fool people!

   I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot!

   But he didn't just fool Wang Yi: "You can't catch one and look at it. That's the listed price. Do you think someone would actually buy this bottle? Right?"

   "If you keep searching, there must be thousands of dollars. This bottle..."

"Don't tell me, there's a sun-liter Wuliangye wine bottle here, 10,000 yuan!" Wang Yi changed his keywords and continued to search, "Also, in the late 1960s, handing over a Wuliangye wine label is even more ruthless, 12,000 yuan. , it's just a set of wine labels, just the wine labels affixed to the wine bottle!"

   Yuan Hui was embarrassed.

  What are you talking about?

  Wang Yi patted the phone and stared at him: "Mr. Yuan, you have betrayed my trust!"

   Yuan Hui explained: "Listen to me, first of all, this wine bottle is really not worth that much money. The price listed on the Internet is messy, and it can't be sold normally."

   "Secondly, it's business affairs. I'm not trying to cheat you. This wine bottle is actually not that valuable. I can't tell how many years it will take to sell it. You have to consider the issue of currency devaluation!"

   "Otherwise, I'll give you five thousand yuan..."

   "Twenty-three thousand!" Wang Yi slapped the table.

  Yuan Hui smiled bitterly: "Then I really can't take it, that's just hanging the price!"

  Wang Yi put away the bottle and said, "It's fine, if you can't accept it, I'll find someone else to collect it. I'll go to Beijing and Shanghai to see it. I really can't believe that I can't find anyone willing to give me a reasonable price!"

   Yuan Hui patted his forehead helplessly.

   He said: "Like this, you give me a promise, and in the future, Yin Yang Zhen and Qi He Zhong will entrust me to sell it for you, so I will accept your bottle for 10,000 yuan, okay?"

  Wang Yi said regretfully: "You have lost my trust!"

   He opened his mouth.

  Yuan Hui finally panicked.

   He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Wang, give me a chance!"

   "You have to understand me, we are in business. That's how collectibles are bought and sold. It's all about the wrist. It doesn't have a standard price! The same is true of buying and selling between friends. Try to leave a profit space for yourself without making a fool of yourself!"

  Wang Yi sneered: "You left 80% of your space, what are you doing? Are you planning to build a space station?"

  Yuan Hui said: "Don't make fun of me, I'll tell you the truth - this way, I can see that you're just a mountain passer, you really don't understand the rules of collectibles."

   "Why don't we do this, we won't do business between us in the future, I'll be an agent for you, and I'll help you deal with the collection!"

  Wang Yi sat down and tapped the table with his fingers.

   No position.

  Yuan Hui pointed at the bottle and said, "I didn't fool you just now. It's hard to sell a Wuliangye wine bottle for 10,000 yuan in 1971. You can do it. You can really sell it for 10,000 yuan."

   "Look here." He pointed to the sign on the bottle.

There are five characters and a red stamp on the   , 'serving the people'.

   Wang Yi asked, "What's wrong?"

  Yuan Hui pointed at the red stamp and said, "That's the private seal of Mr. Deng Zijun, who is the founder of Wuliangye!"

   Wang Yi was surprised.

   He said: "So it is. When I received this wine bottle, the old man said that it was a gift from the director of Wuliangye that his parents visited and studied in Rongzhou in 1972."

Yuan Hui nodded: "You still lack experience, can the director of Wuliangye send ordinary wine as a gift? This bottle of wine was not ordinary at the time, or it was actually very ordinary. This bottle of wine is one of the wines produced in 1971. A batch of a bottle, ordinary."

   "But when it was OEM, it became unusual. It was affixed with a wine label with the private seal of Mr. Deng Zijun!"

   (end of this chapter)