Chapter 2 Selling Crafts
Lin Luo took a sip of hot coffee to dispel the cold, and the elf-like little face showed a look of endless satisfaction. Then he said: "Listen to you, Aunt Zhou originally wanted him to be a soldier." The recruiter was beaten out at his house. It's quite personal, and this effort is really surprising. I was admitted to Beijing Normal University, and you are not convinced. ”
At the mention of Zhang Fan, Su Yun couldn't help but be angry and said, "Obviously you don't have money, but you still have to be strong." I'll see how long he can last. After a pause, he said, "I don't have such idleness. Go and compare with him. The Zhou family actually values him very much. If it weren't for his rebellious heart. The Zhou family had already taken him back to be cultivated as a descendant. Have you ever seen a nephew beat an uncle, this kid did it. Zhou Liangren, you have heard of it. ”
A beautiful man who looks like a woman. The man who always had an unbeatable face flashed in his mind. A legend in the second generation of Hwaseong, a genius of military command. The first person of the new school of warfare. Returnees from studying abroad send military talents. The integrated combat mode is used superbly. The northern military exercise, a regiment, wiped out the veterans and an army. A group of veterans were captured alive. All of them have dark faces, and they can't wait to occupy the cracks.
Lin Luo chuckled, and her green jade fingers couldn't help but pat the table, and said with a laugh: "I've heard of this." The local public security went to solve it. actually beat Zhou Liangren's invincible guy to the hospital. One is the youngest regiment commander in the new generation of the army, you say that a child who is still a high school student, how can he have such good kung fu. Hey, don't say it. You're a lot like him. ”
Su Yun glared, "How do you speak, who is the same as him." If it weren't for my little mother sitting on the head of the bed and staring at me every day. Whoever cares about him. ”
"Your brother, I actually admire him. Lin Luo raised the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip. Said with a smile: "Very personal. ”
"What exactly do you want to say?" Su Yun found that he suddenly couldn't keep up with Lin Luo's train of thought.
"I'm pretty accurate, eh...... I can tell you one thing, this brother of yours is not simple. His gaze has a story. You should make some time to spend with him. Lin Luo said with a smile: "There are abilities, secrets, and stories, and there are young people like this." Don't you think it's strange. ”
"What do you mean...... You've got a crush on my brother. ”
"You really don't have to say it, if it weren't for the engagement. I really want to observe, after all, not everyone dares to beat Zhou Liangcai. ”
Su Yun frowned slightly, and shrugged his shoulders, "It's good that you know, I can warn you." Don't tease him. Children in the mountains are simple-minded. Simplicity and sincerity will hurt him. ”
Lin Luo showed a strange look and said, "Look." He also said that you don't care about your younger brother. ”
Looking at Lin Luo's rolling eyes and listening to the strange tone, Su Yun's mood became even more depressed!
Zhang Fan touched his pocket, which was cleaner than his face.
sighed helplessly and decided to go to Panjiayuan to sell something. The value of the courtyard house is great, and I also buy a few sets. If only the things in the space could be sold for money. Hey. Don't worry about money anymore.
The thousands of years of historical and cultural accumulation of the capital Hwaseong have created a deep and unique heritage. In 88, Panjiayuan was listed as an official antiquities market. Most of the antiquities trade took place in the Pan family.
In the 90s, Panjiayuan not only had the antique city community represented by the old Huacheng antique city, but also the story of the early Taobao people who became rich overnight and became millions of people from a rag, which added to the legend of this market. The antique market in this era is not as rife with fakes as it was in the 21st century. Now there's an 80% chance of getting the real thing here. Most of the auctions in later generations were fake.
The scale of Panjiayuan thrift market is not as big as in the future, but it is the most popular antique thrift in Hwaseong, and the tall shops on the side of the glaze factory are different, Panjiayuan is characterized by a huge number of stalls, and the market is also divided into areas with different functions. Many cultural relics professors can be seen everywhere. Intellectuals have a good eye. Sometimes there are eyes, but you can also pick good things.
As for the wealthy businessmen first, they are the fat meat that acts as a big head and is targeted by many eyes in the Pan family. Those who sell antique porcelain on the stalls know that the larger and more colorful things are, the more they can attract the eyes of wealthy businessmen. The stall owner blew the sky, and countless jokes and stories were passed down as a foreshadowing. I don't know if the more beautiful things are, most of them are antique crafts. A Yuan Qinghua dared to shout out, and some people dared to buy it back after bargaining for dozens of yuan. People with hot brains are in the stage of discovering the lower limit of their IQ.
In the antique industry, it is the eyesight that fights, and the gamble is luck. It's normal for an expert to make an eye.
This day happened to be the weekend, and it was also the most lively day in Panjiayuan, and the village dealers who came into the city to buy and sell treasures accounted for more than half, and many farmers who looked honest and honest dug something out of the field and wrapped it in cotton clothes. Looking for a buyer in a trembling manner. If you really want to believe, you have to depend on luck. Every day is a play.
Zhang Fan looked all the way and found a Gu Yuexuan that looked profound.
Zhang Fan had an extra snakeskin bag picked up on the side of the road in his hand. There are a lot of antiques in the bag. Although he somehow came. Whether something is real or not, he has no memory.
When approaching the gate. Zhang Fan's palms were sweating. What if this is a fake and the police are called?
Zhang Fan couldn't imagine that he couldn't help but feel worried about the courage to be reborn.
The memory fragment is too unreliable.
But you can't be stumped by a penny. Seeing that person in a school every day is also a headache.
Hu Sanye sat calmly in the shop, and on one side was Li Boge, an old friend who was a descendant of the royal blood of the Aixinjue Luo family.
“...... Lao Li, I'm already trying my best to help you. That family didn't want to take over your house, but I sold my old face, and they agreed--the terms are already quite good!"
Li Bog looked frustrated: "If it weren't for the persecution of the environment, I could have sold it?"
Hu Sanye persuaded bitterly: "It's hard to say that the way of the world has changed! However, some of the palaces such as Prince Gong's Mansion Ningjun Palace, Prince Hui's Mansion, Prince Zheng's Mansion, Prince He's Mansion, Prince Jing's Mansion, and Xunjun Palace's Mansion were not returned. You might as well sell your Beizi Mansion for some cash or gold and keep some old capital. Once the policy changes, not only will you not be able to do well. The house also fell into vain. This can not only help you solve your urgent needs, but with the capital, what can't you do ......!"
Li Borg: "I! I'm a real ancestral mansion! It's 2,000 square meters. Xicheng District is adjacent to Taubel Province. The location goes without saying. You know it too. ”
Hu Sanye smiled mockingly: "I don't know what I know! If it weren't for the fact that you used that house to save several big people in Huacheng, do you think that your ingredients can get this mansion back? Don't think that after the reform and opening up, this world will be safe." ”
"Can you talk to the other side about the price any higher?" begged Lieborg.
Hu Sanye said impatiently: "Lao Li, you are content, if it weren't for our many years of friendship, I would dare to sell your house." As soon as the policy changes, I, the middleman, will not be able to escape. I'm in a cell just like you. ”
Li Boge was extremely frustrated, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! That's it! I'll admit it!"
Zhang Fan walked into the store and heard the conversation between the two, his eyes lit up. I don't care if I broke the rules, I couldn't help but interject: "This old gentleman heard that you are going to sell the house, I am quite interested." ”
Li Boge's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Zhang Fan, and he was suddenly angry. Snorted coldly: "Where did the little Wang Ba Dan come from, tease your master ......!"
Hu Sanye's face was pale, and he said in his heart, this kid didn't dry up, and he actually came to me to make trouble. At that moment, he was furious and ready to call someone to drive Zhang Fan out.
Zhang Fan tried to keep his composure, couldn't hide his pale face, and took a deep breath. Calmly said: "Don't worry. Come today, let you palm, I have something, I just don't know if you can eat it. ”