"I said, don't be afraid to spend money, you can take 20% of the premium market price directly!"

"Yes!"

Revenue that overflows 20% of the market price, which is obviously a loss-making business, unless it is to leave everything for ten or eight years.

If you are a collector, you can naturally play like this, but where is there such a business when you open the door...... If you know the rent and labor costs, these are all big heads, not counting the small expenses of water and electricity.

On the whole, each is a large amount of expenses, premium acquisitions, if there is not much liquidity, who will play like this?

However, since the boss has spoken, the white shopkeeper is no longer entangled, although his boss is young, he has a vicious vision, and he naturally has his own reasons for spending money like this.

......

After the news was released, Yuxuan's customers suddenly increased a lot.

Of course, these customers are all here to ship, and in just three days, the goods in the hands of the white shopkeeper have been as high as eight million.

Although there were no peerless products in these things, the mysterious power in them made Chen Xiu absorb them with great pleasure.

On this day, Chen Xiu accompanied Wang Zilin in the hospital to chat......

Since three days ago, Wang Zilin suddenly became a lot more silent, and asked her if she had something on her mind, she only shook her head vigorously, and she was in tears when she was in a hurry, which made Chen Xiu at a loss, so she had to ask Yu Miaoting.

The answer Miao Ting gave was only that it might be post-traumatic sequelae, and asked him to accompany Wang Zilin more and observe for a few more days, if it is indeed post-traumatic sequelae, he can wait until he recovers to find a psychiatrist.

So in the past three days, Chen Xiu has been telling jokes, changing magic, and changing ways to amuse Wang Zilin.

I don't want Wang Zilin to be sad the more she sees him like this.

"Ding...... Ding......"

After a joke, Wang Zilin still didn't see a happy face, and Chen Xiu was thinking about whether to find more psychiatrists when his mobile phone rang.

"White shopkeeper, what's the matter?"

"Boss, someone took a picture of Zhang Daqian's "shrimp" to ship, please come back and take a look. ”

Generally, the white shopkeeper who collects less than two million in the store is in charge, and only if he can't see the authenticity of the goods, or something beyond the range of two million, will he ask Chen Xiu.

"That's ......" Chen Xiu glanced at Wang Zilin and said hesitantly: "Let's see if you can let the customer come again at night, I'm still in the hospital." ”

"Chen Xiu, you don't need to accompany me, you can get busy first. Wang Zilin said suddenly.

"I ...... I'm not busy!"

"Don't lie to me. I've heard everything I said on the phone, don't you want to amuse me, and if you don't do business for me, I'll feel even more guilty!"

"That'...... Well, I'll go back. ”

Chen Xiu picked up his mobile phone and said to the white shopkeeper: "No need, wait for twenty minutes, I'll go back immediately." ”

......

As soon as Chen Xiucai entered the store, he first smelled a strong smell of hair wax, which made him sneeze several times.

Then I saw a man in his thirties with fried dough sticks, his hair was the same as that of the gambling god Chow Yun-fat, with a big back attached to his scalp one by one, and the leather shoes under his feet were even more polished, his hands were very slender, and his fingernails were clean.

"Boss, this is Mr. Zhuang Ju, this 'Seven Shrimp Picture' of Mr. Daqian is Mr. Zhuang to ship. The white shopkeeper stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhuang Ju, this is our boss - Chen Xiu." ”

After Chen Xiu and this Zhuang Ju shook hands with each other, Zhuang Ju also opened the picture of Zhang Daqian's shrimp painting and spread it on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Zhang Daqian is a very interesting old man, versatile, from calligraphy to painting to seals, carving, can be said to be the last of the Qing Dynasty.

Among them, the painting is most famous for "shrimp", and his shrimp drawings are still counted according to live shrimp.

For every extra shrimp, that's 500,000 more!

There are seven shrimps in this picture, which should be said to be about four million according to the market price!

As soon as Chen Xiu got his hands on this painting, he gave information in his mind, confirming that it was genuine.

Pretended to look at the painting style, then looked at the seal, and pulled the white shopkeeper aside and whispered: "The painting is no problem, accept it." ”

"Is it really okay?"

Chen Xiu frowned, with the eyesight of the white shopkeeper, he should not be able to see that this painting is genuine, is there an inside story that he does not know in this painting.

"There's something to be said straight. ”

The white shopkeeper knew that Chen Xiu had misunderstood what he meant, and said with a wry smile: "The price offered by the other party makes me suspicious." ”

"The price is very high?"

"On the contrary, it's too low. ”

"How much?"

The white shopkeeper stretched out three fingers, and Chen Xiu said in surprise: "Three million? That's really the price of cabbage, and looking at Zhuang Ju's outfit, it doesn't look like he is short of money!"

"Boss, wrong!"

“...... Isn't it three million? That's right, I just said it can't be sold that cheaply. ”

The white shopkeeper lowered his voice even more, and gave Chen Xiu a preventive shot in advance and said: "Boss, wait a minute, don't scream, Zhuang Ju opened his mouth and asked for 300,000 yuan." ”

"Three ......"

Chen Xiu hurriedly covered his mouth, and swept towards Zhuang Ju, only to see him crossing Erlang's legs on the side, smoking leisurely, and playing with the ring on his finger from time to time.

"300,000, so cheap!

Rat goods are jargon, and they are as shady as the kind of goods that have just been unearthed by tomb robbers before.

It's just that the rat goods are not just dug up, but stolen or forced.

"I don't think so!" The white shopkeeper shook his head and said: "Those who sell rat goods generally have their own shipping channels, and they will not be as stupid as Zhuang Ju to directly find an unfamiliar store like us to sell." ”

It's not a rat product, so why is it so cheap?

Is it a fake?

At this moment, Chen Xiu began to wonder if his ancient jade had failed, no wonder the old shopkeeper like Bai Shopkeeper for more than 30 years couldn't make up his mind.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Zhuang Ju coughed a few times and said: "Boss Chen, shopkeeper Bai, how have you discussed the matter, if you can't afford it, I'll find the next one, and you won't waste time." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, please wait a little longer. ”

The white shopkeeper glanced at Fang Qiong and said, "The tea is cold, don't give Mr. Zhuang a new cup!"

"Yes!"

Fang Qiong understood, untied the collar, came over again to serve Zhuang Ju a cup of new tea, and deliberately chatted with him, smiling smartly.

Chen Xiu was dumbfounded, when did he still have this trick in his store!

I'm a precious antique shop!

Okay, though.

Fang Qiong really changed the youthfulness of the students like this, faintly revealing a little sexy, which was quite eye-catching, and she couldn't help but raise her feet and take a few more looks.