pjbooks Chapter 97 Do you know how to write "microwave oven"?
Chapter 97 Do you know how to write "microwave oven"?
Chapter 97 Do you know how to write "microwave oven"?
I randomly picked a few books and handed them to the stall owner together.
The latter took the books, counted them, and smiled politely: "Hey buddy, there are six in total. How about $12 per book?"
Hearing this price, Ma Jieke almost laughed. The latest Marvel magazine only costs $4 to $6 a copy. You're charging 2 to 3 times more? Do you think I'm a Muggle?
However, in order to lull the other party into a false sense of security, she didn't care about the small amount of money and quickly took out her wallet, took out a 100-yuan note and handed it to him.
Then, while the vendor was giving change, he lifted the cardboard box with one hand and yanked it out with the other.
Thud! Due to the excessive force, the comic book did not fall into the unfolded canvas bag, but instead grazed the edge and fell to the ground.
The boss had obviously heard the commotion, and by the time he turned his questioning gaze over, the comic book had already been bent down and picked up by Ma Jieke.
Unperturbed, he picked up two more books and placed them on top of "Infinite War," saying, "Sir, I'll take all three, but I don't have any change. Could you perhaps...?"
"OK, here you go, buddy. Consider this an extra discount since you bought so much."
Upon hearing this request, the shopkeeper happily took back the change, thinking to himself that foreigners were indeed generous, earning at least $5 more per book.
With his consent, Ma Jie took the things and turned to leave. Beneath his calm exterior, his heart was pounding, afraid that the other person would realize what was going on.
"Take care, my friend. Come back if you need anything. I set up my stall here every weekend."
Wow... this feels so damn exciting, it's really getting my adrenaline pumping.
After counting the spoils, the videotapes earned 200, the toy car earned 100, and the comic books earned at least 800, which already exceeded 1,000.
This isn't a flea market, it's a treasure trove! This isn't just finding bargains, it's like filling sacks with money!
Just as he was about to go back and brag to Valentina, a conversation not far away caught his attention.
"Madam, look closely. This is the jade bracelet that Empress Wu Zetian wore back then. Do you know who Wu Zetian is? She was the only female emperor in ancient China, even more powerful than the Empress Dowager Cixi."
Ma Jie walked over and found that the person speaking was a black man, who looked to be around 30 years old. He was wearing a very eye-catching bright red Chinese Tang suit. His stall mainly sold antiques and jade, as well as some other miscellaneous items.
He was holding a clear, emerald-green bracelet, which completely bewildered the white woman in front of him.
"Girl, I went through all sorts of trouble to find this in the antique market in China. Not 998, not 298, just 98. Bring home the same style as the Queen."
Hearing his exaggerated claims, Ma Jie immediately took a look: an antique-style glass jade bracelet, made in China, from Yiwu Small Commodities Market, originally priced at ¥28 per jin (500g), with a suggested retail price of ¥3.
$5.
"Pfft..." Upon seeing this notification, Ma Jie almost suffered internal injuries from suppressing his laughter. Good heavens, it's pounded, huh?
The raw material is probably the bottom of a beer bottle.
They're going on a killing spree! This is a 50/50 split, and they can still make a killing off you.
"Come on, ladies, if you like it, just pay up. This is a one-of-a-kind piece. Do you know what a one-of-a-kind piece is? There's only one in the whole world. If you don't buy it, someone else will."
"OK, sounds good, I'll take it." Under Ma Jie's dumbfounded gaze, she actually pulled out $100.
Just as he was about to leave, the Black man noticed him and stood up enthusiastically to greet him: "Friend, yoshi yoshi? Annyeonghaseyo? Niho!"
Wow... there are so many people here, like experts in the Three Kingdoms. "Hello," Ma Jieke replied politely.
"Oh, China brother, come on! Come and see my top-notch goods, I guarantee you've never seen anything like them before."
Calling Ma Jie over, the guy pointed to his Tang suit and said in broken Chinese, "Guo Ai Zhongguo" (meaning "I love China"). Ma Jie couldn't help but complain about his construction site Chinese: "Dude, you should just use English; it'll be much faster to communicate that way."
"Hehe, my Chinese is indeed a bit poor, I hope you'll forgive me, bro."
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"Let me introduce myself. My name is Aoli Gei, and I also have a Chinese name, Liu Tiezhu."
"Liu Tiezhu?" Ma Jieke couldn't quite keep his composure. "My name is Ma Jieke. Your English name sounds quite unique."
"Thank you for the compliment." The man said, picking up a blue-and-white porcelain plate from the stall, and immediately launched into a boast: "Brother, take a look at this first. This is the plate Qin Shi Huang used to drink soup on. Do you know Qin Shi Huang?"
"I don't know, can you tell me?" Ma Jie rolled his eyes, feeling like he was holding his eyes up.
The plate Qin Shi Huang used to drink soup? Did he really use a plate to drink soup, buddy? And a blue and white porcelain one at that? What, did the Mongol Khan start a war with the Qin Empire?
"Dude, it seems you know less about your country's history than I do."
Aoli Ge winked and started showing off: "Qin Shi Huang was the first emperor in Chinese history. Back then, he fought a fierce battle with Liu Bei, the founder of the Han Dynasty."
"What a pity! Fate is cruel, and destiny is fickle. Liu Bei's generals Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were killed one after another, and in the end, even the strategist Zhuge Liang was gone, leaving only Zhuge Kongming alone..."
In the end, Aoli Ge looked quite sad, probably because he's a fan of the Prime Minister.
But Ma Jieke was already in a daze and didn't understand what he said next at all.
Qin Shi Huang's battle against Liu Bei... You're a brother who understands history.
"Do you like it? If you do, buy it! Not 998, not 598, just 198! Bring home the emperor's style."
No... do you know anything else besides this one?
Jack Ma didn't even bother to check; he simply flipped the plate over and pointed to the five square characters on it: "Can you read, buddy? Do you know how to write 'microwave oven'?"
"Ahem... It's okay if you don't like it, we have other options."
Seeing that Ma Jieke wasn't interested, Ollie picked up a piece of wood: "This one's amazing! Do you know who used this wand?"
"That's a magic wand?" Ma Jieke said dismissively. "If you hadn't told me, I would have thought it was a walking stick. Harry Potter, of course, who else could it be?"
"Wrong, completely wrong!" Upon hearing Harry Potter, Ollie said seriously, "Those are all fictional characters created by British old women. The one I'm going to introduce to you is a real person, the only Grand Magus recorded in Chinese history, Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu!"
Okay, you can even give the posthumous title and name correctly, which is much better than the fairy from Dongda University.
"Hey buddy, do you know Liu Xiu?"
"I don't know, could you tell me?"
"You don't even know Liu Xiu?" Aoli Ge looked incredulous. "You must know Journey to the West, right? Back then, the Heavenly Court sent 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to capture Sun Wukong, and Liu Xiu was among them. It is said that he summoned a meteorite from the universe to suppress Sun Wukong. This meteorite was later renamed Five Finger Mountain."
"This is all very basic Chinese history. I now seriously doubt that you have ever studied in China."
Ma Jieke is already numb. If the child is happy, don't stop him; let him be.
"Don't like it? OK." Seeing that he still didn't show any interest, Ollie wasn't angry. He casually picked up a brass revolver: "Hey friend, do you recognize this?"
"Isn't it a pistol?"
"I know it's a handgun, but do you know the story behind it?"
"I don't know, could you tell me?"
"Listen up, buddy, what I'm about to say might shatter your worldview." At this point, Aoli Ge said with a mysterious air, "This revolver was actually unearthed from the Tang Dynasty. You know the Tang Dynasty, right? People back then wore Tang-style clothing, like the one I'm wearing. And this pistol..."
Ma Jieke looked utterly dejected: "Just tell me directly which emperor used it."
"OK, the answer is revealed, Li Shimin!" Aoli Ge's tone suddenly rose: "After years of dedicated research, I now have irrefutable evidence. This pistol is the proof that Emperor Taizong of Tang passed the throne to Li Shimin. Li Shimin used it to sweep across Eurasia, becoming the famous Heavenly Khan in Western history!"
"Clap clap clap..." Ma Jieke clapped enthusiastically. "What you said was fucking good. I feel so sorry for the history departments of Tsinghua and Peking University if they don't invite you to be a professor."
After hearing him talk about how he had wasted so much time, Ma Jieke felt it wasn't fair to just leave like that.
Just as he picked out a small bronze Buddha pendant from the stall, before the man could start trying to sell it to him, he said, "Don't waste your breath, buddy. There are plenty of these in Chinatown. The wholesale price is no more than $5. I'll give you $10, will you sell it to me?"
"Sell!"
Damn, you agreed so readily? Looks like I gave you too much.
However, what's said is said, so she still gave him $10, cash on delivery.
If this were sold to a foreigner, wouldn't it be touted as being carved by Emperor Qianlong himself?
Walking back to Valentina's stall, I found that the old cameras and laptops had been cleared out, leaving only two handbags, a pile of extracurricular books, and a brand new, unopened box of generic cosmetics.
The girl was secretly counting money there when she saw someone coming and quickly hid.
"Hey, business is pretty good." Ma Jieke took out the small bronze Buddha and waved it in front of her: "Here, have a little gift for you."
"What is this?" Valentina took it, examined it from all angles, and then gave it a disgusted look. "It's hideous, not pretty at all."
"You don't understand, do you? This is called Maitreya Buddha. In China, it's like a talisman. Men wear Guanyin and women wear Buddha; there are specific customs associated with it. Wearing it can bring you good luck."
There's really no particular reason for it; it's just a nice-sounding meaning, or to put it bluntly, a pun.
Men wear official seals and women wear blessings; men who wear them will be promoted and become wealthy, while women who wear them will be blessed with good fortune.
"Really?" Valentina smiled sweetly. "Then I won't be polite. I've been having really bad luck lately, so I hope this can really help me."
As she spoke, she pulled out a very delicate hand-woven item from a storage box and handed it to Ma Jieke, saying, "This is for you. My mother taught me from a young age that you shouldn't take other people's things for free."
The latter curiously took it and discovered that it was just a few small wooden sticks crossed and fixed together, forming a frame similar to a windmill.
Then, many loops of colored cotton thread are wound around the skeleton, each loop having a different color and shape, getting smaller and smaller from bottom to top until the top is reached.
Eye of God: A traditional Mexican handicraft, its production process is complex and requires patience and skill. Estimated buyback price:
$199 to $299.