Pan Yuan thrift market.

A few decades ago, it was a place to sell old furniture, and although the economy was booming, some old objects were worth a lot, and there were people here who specialized in old things, and then the things sold became richer, not only limited to furniture.

This kind of place, not only the people and dragons are mixed, things are also difficult to distinguish between real and fake, there are real old objects, there are also modern handicrafts, but by 2004, the number of the latter accounted for the absolute mainstream, the old objects have been very few, basically nothing to pick up, eye-catching things often happen.

Selling things here is also extremely unsophisticated, and some stall owners even spread newspapers on the ground, put things on the ground, and start doing business.

There is also an unwritten heritage here, things are not placed anywhere, and there are not necessarily old things in the newspapers.

Some stalls are set low, and generally the stall owners who sell things sit in a small horse, and those who look at the goods and buy things have to squat.

Lu Xiaoxiao's lower body is full of tight jeans and a short top, which outlines her figure to the fullest, and the squatting is even more attractive, and the ponytail swaying above the bee waist exudes youthful vitality.

Lu Xiaoxiao attracted attention more than the things on the stall, and every time she passed by, there would be a lot of eyes, some bright and some dark, focusing on her.

An old man with a kind face sat on the mazaar, squinting his eyes, and there were some jade plates, stone plates, ivory carvings and other gadgets on the broken sheets in front of him, and a black ring ruler in the middle, black and shiny.

Zhao Shuhao walked over.

Squatted down, reached out and took the ring ruler, and weighed it, "Old thing." ”

How does Zhao Shuhao scold people?

It is not a glorious thing to bully an old man, Lu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised when he stood beside him, and at the same time blushed, and even regretted asking him to come with him.

The old man slowly opened his squinted eyes, without a trace of anger on his face, looked at Zhao Shuhao with a smile, and nodded, "It's been a few years, and I used it in the past to teach in the private school." ”

Hearing the old man speak, Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that Zhao Shuhao was not scolding, but talking about the object in his hand.

Zhao Shuhao is not an antique expert, but after he became rich in his last life, he also came into contact with some old gadgets, met some friends who played antiques, and learned a little bit of fur from hearing and seeing, which is better than ordinary people.

"How much does this ruler cost?"

"Thirty thousand. ”

The thing is right, it is indeed old, but the price is high enough, there is nothing to pick up, but as long as the thing is right, there will still be some room for appreciation in a few years, but unfortunately Zhao Shuhao does not have so much cash on him.

"Stuff good, hey. Zhao Shuhao shook his head and put the ring ruler back again.

Obviously, the money is not enough, and the old man didn't say anything.

Zhao Shuhao took out a cigarette and handed it over, "The old man smokes one." ”

When you meet the right thing and the right person, you like to make a friend and chat a few words, it doesn't matter if you buy it or not, this is also the custom in the antique shop.

"That's boring, I'll smoke this. The old man said, taking off the small gray cloth bag hanging from the stem of the cigarette pouch, and took out the tobacco shreds of the cigarette pouch pot and tobacco.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Zhao Shuhao lit the lighter, helped the old man light it, and then lit the cigarette in his mouth himself.

"Young man, new to the industry?" the old man asked slowly, taking a slow puff of his cigarette.

"I can't talk about entering the industry, I just hang out and accompany my friends. Zhao Shuhao raised his hand and pointed at Lu Xiaoxiao, using her as a shield.

The old man raised his eyes to look at Lu Xiaoxiao, then turned his head to look at Zhao Shuhao again, raised his hand and pointed to the signs on the stall, and said kindly: "Don't pick a small object to give to this girl? ”

The youth in the old man's mouth refers to the age of the object, modern handicrafts, not old antiques.

"No, thank you, old man. ”

Zhao Shuhao is not polite, the key is that things are not the right way, Lu Xiaoxiao likes red, these things are not the right color, Mu Meng is from everyone, she was a princess nine months ago, and ordinary things are not in the eyes of the law.

The stall owner next to him was a fat uncle in his forties, who sat on a small pony and solicited business. "Shang Zhou bronze tripod, a rare heavy weapon! Help a friend who is short of money to sell, the price is right, the opportunity is rare. ”

On the old canvas in front of him, there were a lot of things, not only bronze, but also porcelain, pottery and jade products, and there was a box in an inconspicuous position, which contained some small objects, mostly wood carvings.

After smoking, Zhao Shuhao got up and said goodbye to the old man.

Lu Xiaoxiao tugged at the corner of Jeremy Zhao's clothes and walked to the fat uncle's stall next to him.

The canvas was spread on the ground, and Lu Xiaoxiao slowly squatted down.

"Girl, a rare bronze tripod, if the price is right, take a look?"

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in that. Lu Xiaoxiao said, reached for the box in the inconspicuous position, and picked up a red wood carving handle from inside.

"How much is this?" asked Lu Xiaoxiao, shaking the egg-sized wooden carving handle.

"Two hundred. ”

"Two hundred pieces of such a small handle?"

"Girl, things are not in size. The fat uncle glanced up at Zhao Shuhao, and saw that he didn't react, so he continued: "Don't look at this thing, the material is golden, mahogany." Let's not talk about the carving, just talk about this material, such a large mahogany material is only two hundred, which is already very cheap. ”

The reason why the fat uncle looked at Zhao Shuhao was because he saw him chatting with the old man next to him just now, and guessed that he was a connoisseur.

However, there are subdivisions in the antique industry, those who understand porcelain do not necessarily know how to paint, those who understand pottery do not necessarily see the bronze, each subdivision has specialized merits, and when you encounter a subdivision that you don't understand, you are in other industries, no matter how awesome you are, you are also like a fool.

Seeing that Zhao Shuhao didn't react to the trick in Lu Xiaoxiao's hand, he concluded that he didn't understand this subdivision, so he dared to continue to fool.

"Two hundred is too expensive. Lu Xiaoxiao doesn't understand mahogany, but she is very good at bargaining, she can't understand mahogany, and it doesn't matter if it's mahogany or not, anyway, she doesn't offer a price if it's too expensive, just wait for the boss to set the price himself.

She just liked the color and shape of the object.

"One hundred and eighteen, it couldn't be cheaper. ”

"It's too expensive. Lu Xiaoxiao continued to shake her head.

Bargaining is a psychological warfare, you can't be afraid that the business will not be successful, and you can't show eagerness, the buyer just likes it and has to take care of it, and the seller has to pretend that there is not much room for price reduction even if he wants to sell.

Both sides must calm down, and whoever can't hold their breath first loses.

The two sides were deadlocked, and Zhao Shuhao slowly squatted down.

"This one is too expensive, and you can't buy anything more than a hundred dollars. Zhao Shuhao said, took the piece in Lu Xiaoxiao's hand and put it back in the box.

Lu Xiaoxiao was shocked, and her face was full of unhappiness, "Why does Zhao Shuhao talk like this, one or two hundred yuan is not much, how embarrassing it is to say this, and I didn't spend your money anyway." ”

The fat uncle's heart was cold, "I've been a stingy ghost for a long time, and it seems that there is no oil and water to fish." ”