Antiques, also known as antiques, belong to the business of great danger and great profit, since ancient times, there are three years not to open, open to eat three years of saying.

If you want to get a foothold in the antique business, you must have good eyesight and extraordinary courage.

If you have good eyesight, you will get rich overnight, and if you don't have enough eyesight, you will go bankrupt, and it can be said that success or failure and honor and disgrace are all in an instant.

I have been involved in the antique shop since I was a child, and I have reached the peak of my life in my early twenties, and there is no shortage of famous cars and mansions, and I can occasionally chat with beautiful girls in the hotel, as if I have become the envy of my peers.

Half a year ago, when I was attending an antique appraisal meeting, a blonde reporter asked me what was the secret to success.

At that time, I couldn't help laughing, and some of them made up a bunch of chicken soup talks, which made foreign reporters and viewers nod their heads again and again.

Actually, life is the secret of my success.

I was born into a family of antiques, so I have more access to antiques than the average person.

Whether it is the bronzes of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, or the gold and stone calligraphy and painting of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, I have been on the hand countless times to observe, and over time I have developed a good eyesight, sometimes I only need to look at half a volume to distinguish the true from the false, for which the circle gave me a nickname of "Wu Banjuan".

Since most of the people who buy antiques are dignitaries, the most important thing is money, and the goods in my hands have hundreds of thousands, or even tens of thousands of times the profits.

Many times, I made dozens of times the money of the buyers with tears, and they still nodded and thanked me, how sour it was.

Although antiques is a lucrative industry, it is not a one-size-fits-all business. Because once the wrong goods are received, they will squat in the class room to eat the emperor's food, and they may even lose their lives.

For as long as I can remember, my father has set up the rule of "three no-collections" - no ghost goods, no thieves, and no murderous goods.

Ghost goods refer to the burial goods that Tufuzi touched out of the ancient tomb, and the people in the industry also call it a dead weapon, although there are many treasures in this kind of goods, but after all, it involves digging graves and digging graves, which is a bad morals and illegal behavior. There is also a saying that ghost goods are stained with unclean things, which will make people unlucky, so they can't be collected.

Thieves are objects stolen from major museums or private homes by those who have the courage to steal through professional theft.

A few years ago, Uncle Luoya, who was in the antique shop next door to me, received a Southern Song Dynasty official kiln flower mouth wash from a living person at a super low price, he thought that the opportunity to turn over and get rich came, but before the thing was hot, a few people in uniform came, and he was arrested for stealing the country's precious cultural relics into the class. I have counted his life, and the year he was released from prison should have happened to be his 60th birthday.

Finally, there are murderous goods, most of which have nothing to do with the year and condition, mainly concentrated in weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, etc., because most of these objects have injured people and stained with blood, so it is inevitable to receive bad luck in their hands.

In fact, not to accept murder goods is the default rule of the antique shop, since I was a child, I have been to a lot of antique shops, I really have never seen a knife weapon hanging, even if there is, it must be a layman pretending to be a grandson.

I'm not very interested in murder and thieves, after all, one is not very profitable, the other is easy to get into prison, and I really can't take risks, but ghosts are a piece of my heart.

When I was a teenager, I showed a strong interest in ghosts, especially after learning that my peers had collected ghosts and sold them for a high price.

Once, I mustered up the courage to persuade my father to accept two ghost goods, but he slapped me twice, but since then, my passion for ghost goods has continued unabated, and I have turned from above ground to underground.

Sometimes I comfort myself that there are no ghosts in the world, but they are just things made up by people, and there are so many ghosts in museums around the world, and I don't see anyone who is good.

Perhaps my father had already seen my thoughts, so that when he was dying, he took my hand and told me that I would starve to death in the future, and I must not break the rule of three no-takes.

Dad also told me that if I encountered a catastrophe that I couldn't do, I would go to find the "three scars", and he would tell me how to cross the catastrophe, but I must not go to him unless I had to, otherwise I would regret it.

Actually, it's not difficult for me to do three things, but if I want others to be like me, it's hard to go to the sky.

Especially those novices who don't know the rules very well, in their eyes the money is the most important, so they don't care about it, as long as there is money to be made, even if it is a brush in the hands of the judge of life and death in the underworld, they will not take it wrong, and gradually the water of the antique shop is getting muddy and the business is getting worse and worse.

Feng Bang Mallet is a person who fishes in troubled waters in the antique shop, and the mallet refers to the person who does not know much about the antique shop, because Feng Bang Mallet does not have enough eyesight, and is in a hurry to make a fortune, and often buys eye-catching goods, so everyone calls him Feng Bang Mallet, so that the real name is forgotten.

The most outrageous time of Feng Bangmao was that he actually spent 8,000 yuan to buy a freshly burned bowl, and he showed off to me at the time, saying that this was Qianlong's bowl this year.

I smiled indifferently, and in front of him, I used a spatula to remove the "Qianlong Year" hanging pulp on the bottom of the bowl, and then revealed five words that he will never forget: microwave oven.

Originally, Feng Bangmao and I were not the same kind of people, but since I met his sister Feng Hui, I secretly decided that Feng Bangmala, this brother-in-law, I decided, yes, I want to be his brother-in-law, although Feng Hui himself is not very happy.

In my opinion, Feng Hui is as perfect as a peerless treasure in an antique shop, just one more look at it, and you will never forget: fair skin, slender figure, soft voice, smart and virtuous, down-to-earth and generous, simply impeccable.

On Saturday morning, I arrived at the antique shop early, opened the door and waited for the customer.

Antique shops are different from other trades, and they do not have the habit of shouting along the street.

Because once the buyers see the shopkeeper shouting, they will not dare to buy it even if they want to, and at the same time they must curse in their hearts: If it is really a good object, do you still need to shout?

While waving a feather duster to sweep away the dust on the Baibao Pavilion, I sent a WeChat message to Feng Bang mallet to make an appointment for dinner in the evening, and by the way, I told him to bring my sister.

A few minutes later, Feng Bangmao replied: No problem, as for whether my sister will come or not, I will say another matter, but she just won't come, you should invite you to dinner, don't be the same as last time.

I replied: Don't worry, I will let you have a good time, by the way, a few days ago you said that you were going to the countryside to receive the goods, did you go?

I was waiting for Feng Bang's mallet to reply, and my little hair Liangzi led a middle-aged man into the store.

"Wu Bin, I bring you a distinguished guest today, Boss Zhao from the south, get to know me?"

Ryoko half-bent over, stretched out his palm, and pointed to Boss Zhao beside him with a grin.

"Okay, the friend introduced by Ryoko, can there be a mistake. I got up to greet the guest and took the opportunity to look at Boss Zhao.

I saw that he was wearing a light gray suit, although his body was a little bloated, he exuded an invisible majesty, which people did not dare to underestimate. Looking at the physiognomy is even more expensive, the heavenly court is full of square circles, the most striking thing is his garlic nose, this kind of nose is mostly not bad money owners, the only deficiency is the black bags under the eyes, presumably it should be excessive loss.

"It's a pleasure to meet Boss Wu, I will definitely not go home empty-handed today. Boss Zhao grabbed my hand and shook it as he spoke.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and take a seat, Wu Bin will make a pot of the good tea you bought a few days ago for Boss Zhao. Ryoko gently poked my back with her fingers, and I smiled, knowing that Boss Zhao must have come for something in my store.

I took down a Qianlong pastel beam pot from the Bogu shelf, soaked a pot of Longjing before the rain, and selected a few pastel flower cups to match, and carefully brought it to Boss Zhao.

"Good tea with a good pot, good. Boss Zhao stared at the tea set in front of him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded again and again.

"You drink tea, no matter how beautiful the teapot is, it doesn't quench your thirst." Liangzi picked up a cup of tea and put it in front of Boss Zhao, then turned to look at me, and said lightly: "That's the case, Boss Zhao likes classical furniture, I remember that you have a pair of mahogany treasure embedded hanging screens, take them out for Boss Zhao to see!"

I chuckled in my heart, and glared at Liangzi fiercely, I do have a pair of hanging screens, but I don't plan to sell them yet, it's a good item with a very high price, and it will be more valuable to cover it for a few years. Unexpectedly, Ryoko stabbed me out, and without saying hello, he took people directly to the store, which is really a bit of a bad rule.

Ryoko saw that I was angry, and hurriedly said a few soft words.

After I was entangled for a short time, I still hugged the hanging screen out, and in an instant Boss Zhao's eyes straightened, he pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a simple and rude compliment: "Oh, the cow is in the sky." ”