Chapter Ninety-Eight: Just Buy Domestic Production

The boss was boiling water and preparing to make tea for Song Zixuan at this time, and when he heard Song Zixuan ask, he raised his head and took a look: "Oh that, our family originally lived in the western suburbs, and then moved to the city, I thought it was a pity to throw it away, so I brought it." ”

"Oh, that's pretty good, haha, but it's too old. ”

Hearing the shopkeeper say that it was a pity to throw it away, Song Zixuan had a bottom in his heart, at least people didn't use it as an antique.

"Yes, I guess this thing has been around for a long time, maybe since my father was young, so I just think about it. The shopkeeper laughed.

Saying that, the shopkeeper had already made tea, poured out a small cup with a mug and handed it to Song Zixuan: "Come, brother, you taste this, this is six hundred, if you think it is suitable, you can take half a catty." ”

Song Zixuan smiled and nodded in thanks, and immediately tasted it: "Hey, this tea is good, it's really fragrant." ”

"Hehe, I estimate that if the six hundred is to the taste, you don't need to take the three thousand, it is not easy for us ordinary people to make some money, in fact, the high-end tea is for the rich to drink. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan felt comfortable, at least the shopkeeper was not black-hearted and did not kill people.

"Well, you're right, we don't have money blowing in the wind, by the way, brother, you'd better put this vase in it, don't break it for him when you look at the tea (cei)." ”

"It's okay, it's just right to break, this thing...... It's a pity to throw it away, it's a bit cumbersome not to throw it away, it turned out to be placed under the windowsill at home, my daughter-in-law is too old, so I brought it to the store. ”

Song Zixuan nodded when he heard this, looked around, and said, "Yes, your store is small, and there is no place to put it, eh, brother, do you think this will work, I have a buddy who is about to get married, and I don't know what to give him, you transfer this bottle to me, I will wipe it clean and give it to him." ”

"Huh? This thing is for marriage...... People are now happy to send glass, beautiful and clean, you see how old it has become. The shopkeeper looked at the porcelain vase and said.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, it can be rubbed out, and this color is not bad, a bit of an age feeling, I can't help but like it." ”

"This ...... It's okay, if it's really a good buyer when you receive a gift, and when the handicrafts are placed on the table, they won't break, then I'll wipe them for you. ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, Song Zixuan hurriedly stood up and protected the vase: "Don't don't, you make me tea again, and you're busy, I'll just go back and clean up by myself, you see...... Make a price, you have to pay for it, don't you?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while: "Brother, you are a real person, my brother won't give you more, can you give fifty yuan?" ”

Song Zixuan was almost not stupid, fifty of his own missed pickup, but the shopkeeper had been talking for a long time, and it was strange and heartwarming, and Song Zixuan felt a little inappropriate.

"That's it, big brother, I'll buy you a pound of tea, and you give this to me. ”

"That's fine, there aren't many of them anyway. The shopkeeper went to fill the tea.

Song Zixuan hurriedly said: "Eh, big brother, pretend to be three thousand." ”

Song Zixuan's natural way, tea is a gold industry, and the profit is extremely high, and buying a 3,001 pound can be regarded as giving the shopkeeper more profits, no matter how much it is more than fifty yuan.

"Ahh ”

"Well, I gave it as a gift, thank you, big brother. ”

"It's okay, I'm embarrassed by you, so, I'll wipe the vase out for you in a while, don't worry, soon!"

"Don't, I'll do it myself, I'll let you do it for me, I can't help it. Song Zixuan said in his heart, okay, if you want to wipe off the natural pulp that has been raised for hundreds of years, this bottle is really worthless.

There are indeed such things in the antique world, good antiques, some people look dirty and wipe and polish, stunned to turn a hundreds of thousands of objects into hundreds of dollars worth of dollars.

After all, antiques are expensive in the sense of age, and the century-old pulp has been wiped off and has become a new object for contemporary renovation, so it is naturally worthless.

Subsequently, Song Zixuan paid the money, took a pound of tea, and left the tea house with a black porcelain bottle.

"Master, what are you doing here? Why did you bring out other people's big tea cans?"

Sang Tianshuo saw Song Zixuan come out and greeted him.

"Hold on, if this bottle is broken, our master-apprentice relationship will come to an end. Song Zixuan stuffed the porcelain vase directly into Sang Tianshuo's arms and said.

Hearing this, Sang Tianshuo suddenly felt heavy in his arms, as if he was holding a mountain: "I, Cao, is the master-apprentice relationship as thin as paper? It's not as good as a vase, I know why a man can't be said to be a vase." ”

Fang Rui smiled when he saw this: "Second master, this vase is very valuable, right?"

"Hehe, it should be, let's go, let's go pick up the phone. ”

Several people were holding their mobile phones in a booth, and a voice came from the side: "Boy, you can do it, I really let you take it." ”

Song Zixuan knew that it was Wang Chengyong when he heard the voice, and he didn't turn his head and said, "That's it, I gave you up." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, can you show your master?"

Song Zixuan gave Sang Tianshuo a look, and the latter handed the porcelain vase to Wang Chengyong.

Wang Chengyong looked at it and touched it: "Good things, really good things, how much did you spend on your kid?"

Song Zixuan drew a three, and Wang Chengyong was stunned: "Three hundred? Okay, I estimate that it will be four or five hundred." ”

"Three thousand, by the way, I bought a bag of tea. ”

"That's okay, it's not a loss, this thing has never come out on the market, and it is estimated that it will cost three or five hundred thousand to build a base, but you are a true grandson thief who missed it!" Wang Chengyong gritted his teeth and said.

"Hehe, it's beautiful to get it, what does it matter what he is," he said, Song Zixuan turned his head to look at Wang Chengyong, "I have to thank you for this, old man, don't worry, I'll let you see something good next time." ”

"Come on, I used to misunderstand you kid, I thought it was very kind, and I dared to see the object and it became hob meat, let me tell you, next time I see the master pick up the leak, do you hear it from a distance?"

"Chirp!" Song Zixuan made a Qing Dynasty half-kneeling salute, and then took the porcelain vase back and handed it to Sang Tianshuo.

Wang Chengyong glanced at him, and then pointed to a mobile phone and said, "Sell something, bring that mobile phone." ”

The vendor picked up the mobile phone and handed it over, Wang Chengyong looked at it, and said, "Boy, buy this, it's licensed, it's new enough." ”

"You know this?" Song Zixuan said unexpectedly.

"I know a little bit about everything, listen to me, how much are you going to spend?"

"Hmm...... Two thousand lines?" Song Zixuan deliberately said low, after all, it seems that this old man really knows a little bit about everything, maybe he can negotiate a price for himself.

Wang Chengyong nodded: "Cheng, I'll get it for you." ”

"Master, otherwise, let's buy a fruit mobile phone, a domestic ......"

"Phew, you kid is sick, right? How easy is the domestic one to use now, what kind of foreign things can you buy? ”

Without waiting for Sang Tianshuo to finish speaking, Wang Chengyong said a word, and Song Zixuan smiled: "Listen to you, just buy this." ”

Wang Chengyong talked about a price, although the vendor said that he would lose money, but Wang Chengyong really seemed to understand the mobile phone market, and the other party said it in three or two sentences.

"Okay, I'll give you a little more, you sell it to me, it's hard to sell black goods like this, you know?"

"Then you make an offer. ”

"1600, if you don't sell it, I'll give you back yelling to sell black goods everywhere. ”

"Don't, why are you so arrogant, you sold you, pay for it!"

Song Zixuan hurriedly took out the money, Wang Chengyong took the mobile phone and said: "Boy, this mobile phone is the latest, someone specializes in using this mobile phone to shoot movies, go back and take a picture of the object, get a few photos for her, and ensure that you are happy." ”

"Hey, come on, then I thank you, you gave me the object today, and helped me buy a mobile phone, how can I thank you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not rare with that, just invite me to drink with you next time. ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "That's it, I opened a restaurant with someone in the east of the city, if you want, it is estimated that it will open in a few days, if you are willing, go over and ask me for a drink at night." ”

"It's good to dare to be affectionate, the master will give you the phone in, and when the time comes, call the master to make an appointment, remember, three days in advance!"

After speaking, Wang Chengyong turned his head and left, with his hands behind his back, and continued to wander around the market.

Looking at his back, Song Zixuan smiled, this old man ...... It's a lot.

There is such a saying in Dumen and Yanjing, three days for invitation, one day for mention, that is to say, to invite people to dinner three days in advance, the day of the treat, it is equivalent to carrying someone's collar and dragging it away, which is also impolite.

"Master, who is this person, God and God, by the way, the mobile phone is better to check, in case we buy a copycat, we will still lose money. ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "It doesn't matter, I can't make a mistake." ”

Chengdong District, Lao Ba Restaurant.

As soon as you hear this name, you will know that it is Cheng Baye's restaurant, the restaurant is not big, there are three or four private rooms in total, and there are two round tables and four square tables in the hall, even if it is full of running water, it is not much.

In the private room, the smoke filled the space, the smell of wine and food were mixed together, Ke Hongtao and Cheng Baye sat aside, and there was only one person with them by their side, and it could be seen that Ke Hongtao had no intention of conflict today.

After all, Chengdong District is Cheng Baye's territory, and Ke Hongtao can dare to bring someone here, because he is completely sure, otherwise he really wouldn't dare.

And the eighth master originally took Zhang Biao and Lei Zi with him, and when he saw that Ke Hongtao had only one little brother by his side, he asked Lei Zi to go to the bar to help first, leaving only Zhang Biao by his side.

"Eighth master, this little restaurant tastes quite right, hehe, there are a lot of restaurants like you, it's quite profitable, right?" Ke Hongtao said, raising his wine glass.

Cheng Baye touched him with a wine glass, and then raised his head and did it: "What kind of money do you make, no matter what, it's just a dog food restaurant, how big the running water can be, can you Ke Sanye know?

"Haha, the eighth master is the eighth master, fast talking, okay, eighth master, you have ...... recently Are you very close to Song Zixuan?"

Hearing this, Cheng Baye narrowed his eyes slightly: "That's right, what's the matter?

"Don't you dare, don't get me wrong, Eighth Master, I'm not here to take care of you, but...... I advise you, if you get too close to Song Zixuan, I'm afraid you will offend some people. Ke Hongtao showed an intriguing smile as he spoke.