Chapter 673 (1/2)

Guo Xiang was surprised that the old man was a ”rich man”.

Although he has no money now, if all the cultural relics he collects are true, they may be worth more than ten million in ten or twenty years.

Guo Xiang looked at the yard. The pattern of the yard was similar to that of his own side, but it was in disrepair and very dilapidated. He might not take good care of it alone. It looked very desolate.

However, with this yard, I don't say how much it will be worth in the future. Can I sell it for tens of thousands even now?

The old man really felt like begging with a golden rice bowl because he was almost killed for 1000 yuan.

”Come in and have a look!” The old man stood up. He saw that Guo Xiang and his wife were good people.

He took the key, opened the door of one of the rooms, and led the two into the room.

Guo Xiang was surprised to see that it was a museum of cultural relics.

The room was filled with all kinds of wooden frames, various bottles and cans, as well as calligraphy and painting.

What is completely different from the outside is that the things inside are neat, clean and spotless. We can see how much the old man cherishes these things.

”Old Rong, you are full of treasures!” Guo Xiang lamented that although she did not study cultural relics, she occasionally saw some treasure appreciation programs on TV in her previous life. She also saw those Ming and Qing porcelain, celebrity calligraphy and painting. Is it worth millions to take any one in future generations?

”Are you for a thousand dollars?” Guo Xiang said.

Rong Yunxiang smiled bitterly, ”it's all my baby. I can't bear it!”

Guo Xiang nodded, and she could understand that the old man loved this business. These things were just like his children, reluctant to sell.

”However, no matter how many things you have, your life is very important. If you're gone, you don't know who's cheaper. If you meet someone who doesn't know the goods and throw them away as waste products, you have no place to cry!” Guo Xiang said.

Rong Yunxiang was stunned for a moment. The truth is this truth, but really taking a baby out is like cutting his flesh.

”You owe people 1000 yuan this time. What do you like?” Asked Guo Xiang.

Rong Yunxiang smiled bitterly, ”that's not true. This time it's my family heirloom. I finally found it after looking for it for so many years, but I didn't have money to buy it back, so I went to borrow money. I'm a bad old man, and no one lent it to me, so I went to find those people...”

Guo Xiang understands that those people are equivalent to usury in later generations, right? Although it was not on the surface in this period, it is difficult to say whether it was secretly.

”Did you buy it back?” Guo Xiang couldn't help being curious.

Rong Yunxiang shook his head. ”I'm two days late. The man rose another two hundred. I...” Rong Yunxiang sighed.

”In fact, that thing is not very valuable. It may not be as valuable as anything I have here, but it is of great significance to my family, so I want to redeem it anyway.”

Rong Yunxiang said, ”in those years, everything in the family was copied and smashed. That thing also fell into the hands of others. Now it's hard to come back...”

”Then you babies are reluctant to sell. How can you have the money to pay back the 1000 yuan?” Asked Guo Xiang.

Rong Yunxiang was chatting up on his face. In fact, he didn't think of a good way at all. He borrowed it first.

”But isn't it illegal to buy and sell cultural relics now?” Guo Xiang asked in a low voice.