Zeng Gongxin Ma reined around the market, mainly looking at some vegetables and fruits, after all, Qinglian Ranch deals with growing grain, raising cattle and raising fish, and will also invest in fruits and vegetables. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Knowing the prices of fruits and vegetables, Zeng Gong has a little idea of the development of Qinglian Ranch in the future.

"Sir, what do you need?" Jim greeted Zeng Gong with a smile in half-baked Chinese.

No way, who makes the purchasing power of the Chinese awesome, as for to what extent, Jim is not good at estimating, anyway, they only buy expensive ones, not the right ones, even if the little Japan that was coaxed to buy the United States was more courageous, it is a recognized fact in the entire Pike market, and the Chinese are the most popular here.

"I'll take a casual look. Zeng Gong carefully took a large number of this antique shop and said indifferently.

Well, Jim suddenly lost interest when he heard Zeng Gong's English with strong local slang, Chinese, he made the first judgment in his heart, he was not necessarily richer than himself.

The status of Chinese Americans in the United States is even inferior to that of blacks, they belong to the same third-rate race as Indians, and they are less competitive than lazy blacks when they are looking for jobs.

Miscellaneous antiques are placed in a mess, not to make the store messy, but very distinctive, except for some high-quality imitations imported from Jim, that is, some low-value jewelry from the Indians or antiques from Europe in the eighteenth century or earlier, as for the good things in China, sorry he really hasn't found it yet.

"Sir, you need something, maybe I can give you some clues. Jim looked a little impatient when he saw that Zeng Gong had no intention of buying for a long time, although his store was a little deserted and needed someone to warm up, but he definitely didn't welcome poor people.

"Do you have a pocket watch?"

Jim was stunned, this pocket watch can be described as an unpopular project in the collection world, there are far more watches in the world than pocket watches, although it is not hot in the United States, but China on the other side of the Pacific Ocean has begun to heat up, according to the quality, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and even millions have appeared, but the problem is that he does not have it.

"Sir, everything else in my shop is relatively good, why don't you take a look, you see this porcelain, it is definitely the top guy in China hundreds of years ago. Jim sneered a little, but his face changed faster than he imagined, and he pulled Zeng Gong to introduce his porcelain vase, exaggerated and gushing.

"Hundreds of years, you are sure it was hundreds of years ago, then you can invoice me, how much money I bought. Zeng Gongxu nodded matter-of-factly, pointed to a pair of enamel garlic bottles and said suddenly.

Invoice, Jim was a little embarrassed, the deal he proposed was just to say a high price to make Zeng Gong retreat, but he didn't expect to be the first to retreat.

To deal with Zeng Gong, he is accustomed to dealing with Chinese, not only Chinese do not like to issue invoices, but also Americans, if they issue invoices themselves, then they are found to be selling fakes, they will be recovered, but they may lose their jobs because of this.

"Don't worry, I don't mind that little money, I think that's what the shopkeeper thinks too. Zeng Gong continued to squeeze Jim.

It's your face, Jim is trembling with anger, what do you want or not, I just don't mind.

"I'm sorry sir, but I suddenly remembered that I had already sold those garlic bottles to someone else. Jim suddenly became a little quick, grabbed the garlic bottle and said excitedly.

"Sold to someone else?" Zeng Gong looked at Jim with a smile, and suddenly said faintly, "Boss, since you sell to others, why don't you come to your store to pick it up, isn't that person afraid that you will drop the bag, or are you lying at all? At least the things you sell can't be put on the shelves to attract customers, you are cheating." ”

"Fraud, sir, you're talking too badly, aren't you? Jim said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Do you think this will work? Except for this pair of Chinese porcelain, what do you like, I can give you a 20% discount?" Jim couldn't hold back a little, although the Chinese are easier to bully in the United States, then they also score people, rich people are not so easy to bully.

"Eight percent discount?" Zeng Gongmo rubbed his chin and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you see that I am a person who is short of money, I want good things, do you know what good things are, money is not a problem." ”

"Yes, yes, sir, you're right, I'll take out the best things in the store. Jim grinned, this Chinese is also a little rich, actually put eight folds don't want, good things we have here.

Jim instructed his men to take care of the store and took Zeng Gong up to the second floor.

Don't have a hole.

Zeng Gong couldn't help but sigh.

Although the furnishings on the second floor are somewhat similar to those on the previous floor, everything is boutique, and the first floor is simply shoddy compared to here.

"Boss, I can't imagine that you still have a hidden hand, everything is good, I think there are few in the whole Seattle that can compare to you. ”

Jim smiled proudly, as Zeng Gong said, Seattle's antique shop, he is indeed very famous, although not visible to the public, but the upper class people often visit him.

"There is no way, the purchasing power of ordinary people is very small. ”

Although in a society where money is paramount, all kinds of crazes can be set off in an instant, and antiques are the same, enthusiasm is instigated, and then the national collection is advocated, but there are very few objects suitable for ordinary people, and antiques have long been labeled as high, and civilians are just a passing addiction.

Zeng Gong was silent for a while, and began to seriously look for the object he liked.

Western armor, kings or dukes' scepters, oil paintings, porcelain, wine, etc., are dazzling, and Zeng Gong can be regarded as an eye-opener.

"Hey, boss, you're cunning and cunning, and keep telling me that you don't have a pocket watch here, so what is this?"

A yellow gold pocket watch with a dial set with lapis lazuli and a transparent amethyst behind it, through which the intricate mechanism of the interior can be seen, and the English letters on the dial explain its origin, and in an inconspicuous place there is a handwritten signature.

Is the bloodline noble?

"Hehe, sir, this pocket watch is not a hot seller in our shop, you see a clerk and a boss, it's so simple, we can't avoid some omissions, don't we?" Jim laughed and argued. (To be continued.) )