Chapter 1193: Collapsed Little Er

The shopkeeper could only take the things back to the warehouse as they were, and rummaged carefully in the warehouse, this time he took a pair of glass vases from the Yuan Dynasty and walked forward, and cautiously asked Zhang Feng: "Boss, is this the case?" The shopkeeper uncovered the cloth and handed it to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng still didn't raise his eyes, he still shook his head, the shopkeeper was a little dazed, what does this mean, you didn't even look at it and said no, can you use your nose to smell and ask which era?

However, the shopkeeper also chattered a few words in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything in front of Zhang Feng, after all, Zhang Feng is the boss, and he is just a subordinate of the boss, and the boss's willingness to let him work is already to love him, and he can't ignore it.

The shopkeeper ran back to the warehouse, at the moment he was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, seven up and down, this finally had an early morning without a shopkeeper, who knew that another big Buddha was ushered in, he was really lucky.

The shopkeeper's heart is close to collapse at this moment, what kind of treasure bottle does this boss want, he searched for a long time, found a pair of glass bottles in the Southern Song Dynasty, and thought yes, it should be this, every time the boss comes to ask for an electric box, it is nothing more than a gift to others, this is already very advanced.

Thinking that the task could be completed, the shopkeeper's heart was very excited, he took the glass vase and hurriedly ran to the front and respectfully handed it to Zhang Feng, and said in a low voice: "Boss, this is from the Southern Song Dynasty, with a market value of more than 2 million, you can see if it is this pair." ”

But after Zhang Feng listened, he didn't even move, he still looked at the people on the street, and replied: "Look for it again." The shopkeeper almost cried when he heard this.

He walked to the back with the glass bottle, and then Liu San hurriedly chased after him and asked, "What the hell is going on, why is it wrong to find a bottle several times?" Liu San looked strange, this Zhang Feng is usually not like this.

The shopkeeper's face was about to cry, and he said to Liu San: "How do I know this, I told you that it was good, I was about to leave, this uncle stopped me and asked me to find the bottle, didn't you hear it, how did you tell me to find it." ”

The shopkeeper wailed in his heart, there are so many bottles in this store, how can he find them, and if this glass bottle can be traced back to the Western Han Dynasty, will he find them all?

The shopkeeper returned to the warehouse in a gloomy manner, Liu San just watched the shopkeeper being slipped away by Zhang Feng in the morning, the shopkeeper was exhausted, after Zhang Feng said something wrong for the seventh time, the shopkeeper ran to the patio and washed his face with cold water, and then was stunned for two minutes.

When he came to his senses, he picked up the plate and went back into the storeroom. There are more than a dozen warehouses in this Yuan Bao Zhai that collect finished products, although most of them are classified according to items, but some particularly valuable ones are also placed in different rooms.

There are also a lot of things that have been taken out by the shopkeeper for decoration, and there are antiques in each room, this Zhang Feng said a few words casually, and he has tossed the shopkeeper all morning, but the shopkeeper is still not discouraged and has been looking for the treasure bottle that Zhang Feng said.

Liu San leaned forward with hot water at this time, refilled Zhang Feng's teapot, and asked with a cautious face, "Master, what are you looking for?"

It stands to reason that Zhang Feng asked the shopkeeper to find something, and it was not his turn to ask Liu San, but he asked Zhang Feng with his identity as Liu San, Zhang Feng naturally knew that he had a good relationship with the shopkeeper, and he was anxious for the shopkeeper.

But Zhang Feng wouldn't buy his account, he put the teacup on the table, and raised his eyes to look at Liu San, "You kid, you've only been here for a few days, and you've actually followed them to learn badly, go to the back and stay there, and remove this screen for me." ”

Liu San, who was choked by Zhang Feng's words, didn't come back to his senses for a long time, what happened to this Zhang Feng today, but Zhang Feng had already said it, and Liu San didn't dare to resist, so he could only obediently run to the back and wait, no matter whether Zhang Feng was using the identity of the big brother or the boss, Liu San could only obey.

When the shopkeeper came out of the warehouse with great difficulty, he saw Liu San standing in the patio, not moving, he went over and asked, "Why are you here, don't you look at the front?"

Liu San waved his hand and signaled that there was Zhang Feng in front of him, "You hurry up, the boss doesn't seem to be in a good mood." Liu San also believes the words of the shopkeeper now, it seems that the boss is really in a bad mood today, otherwise how could he even train him.

He still stayed in the back to be safer, and the shopkeeper walked to the front with the plate, and found that the screen had been removed, and Zhang Feng was sitting in front, so it was, it seems that the boss personally guarded it today.

However, at this time, there are usually not many people to buy things, and the morning is a free and casual cleaning time, and the real customers usually come in the afternoon, and there will be some regulars who come to hang out in the afternoon, which seems to have become an unwritten rule.

Therefore, many real antique shops do not open until after lunch, but those are small shops, and big shops like theirs are now open in the morning, so it is natural to start a good day in the morning.

The shopkeeper stepped forward with a bottle and said, "The shopkeeper's is the treasure of the town, the Han Dynasty, take a look." The shopkeeper lifted a corner of the cloth, Zhang Feng glanced at it, the color was gorgeous, dazzling, this pair of glass bottles was very exquisite, and the color was quite good.

Zhang Feng snorted, took the bottle over and played with it carefully in his hand, "Colored and cold, nothing separates the dust." Okay, that's it, go find a brocade box and wrap it up for me. After reading the bottle, Zhang Feng casually praised two sentences and gave the shopkeeper a task.

The shopkeeper heard it, fortunately, the thing is right, find the brocade box, this is not difficult, there are many large and small brocade boxes in the store, he hurriedly retreated to the back to find the brocade box.

At this time, Su Ming walked in with a probe in his head, "Ouch, I thought I was in the wrong place, thinking about whose shopkeeper this was, and making a good poem, I didn't expect it to be a rare guest in my family!"

He went next door to get something just now, and before he entered the door next door, he heard Zhang Feng chanting poems here, but he didn't expect Zhang Feng to be in the store today, and he didn't call him, it seems that he was not busy, and he was waiting for him here, and he didn't know what wind blew him.

Zhang Feng smiled, "You kid, you're still eavesdropping on me outside the door, aren't you?

When Su Ming heard this, he pursed his lips and immediately retorted: "Don't say it so ugly, I'm going to get something next door, and I talked to their shopkeeper yesterday, what is eavesdropping, your voice is so loud that you can hear it at the corner of the street, do you still need me to eavesdrop?"

Su Ming saw that Zhang Feng had already drunk a pot of tea, and the tea dregs were still steaming in the trash can, it seemed that Zhang Feng had been here for a while, although he felt sorry for his tea, but Su Ming didn't say it, just secretly thought in his heart, it seems that this tea has to be changed again.

Change the tea leaves outside to be cheaper, otherwise you won't be able to stand Zhang Feng every time he comes to make it, anyway, he can't drink any good tea, don't spoil his good things, thinking about these Su Ming looked at Zhang Feng and asked: "You came over early in the morning, shouldn't you just toss the shopkeeper to get you something?" ”

Su Ming looked like he had already guessed that you were not a good thing, he wanted to see what Zhang Feng was going to do today, anyway, he would not be good when he came, not to mention that he was so busy at the construction site now, he still had the leisure to come over for tea? What are you kidding.

Zhang Feng knew that he was going to leave Liu San like this, it seemed a little unrighteous, he was the one who forced Liu San to Su Ming with a dead face, and now he said that he would come and take him away directly when he said that he was going to use someone, which seemed to be a little disrespectful to Su Ming.

It seems that I still have to give Su Ming some sweetness first, and buy him, I didn't expect that the life of being a boss is so difficult now, I really don't know when he, the boss, will live a easier life.

"Shopkeeper Su, the toasting ceremony in my hotel will start in a few days, and I will invite you over to eat and drink when the time comes. Zhang Feng thought about it for a long time, there was nothing to do recently, he couldn't ask Su Ming to go to his house for dinner, he had to find a reason, and he could only talk about this matter.

When Su Ming heard this, he felt strange, this matter on his construction site had nothing to do with his half a dime, how could Zhang Feng suddenly call him to go, there shouldn't be anything greasy here, this Zhang Feng would never mix the things in the store and his company.

And Su Ming also knows this, so he never crosses the line, an antique shop is an antique shop, and a museum is a museum, although he is in charge of Zhang Feng's two projects, but the accounts are separated and clear, and they are never mixed together.

Zhang Feng never asked about the companies outside, and he wouldn't bother with some things that didn't belong to him. Su Ming grasped the relationship very measuredly, and he didn't dare to cross half a point, which was also his work ethic.

"Boss, you're not joking with me, what does the groundbreaking ceremony of your hotel have to do with me, the shopkeeper of this small shop, you don't want me to be happy early in the morning, you can just say anything, I can stand it." Su Ming felt in his heart that Zhang Feng would definitely not be good if he came today, and it couldn't be as simple as that.

What kind of ribbon-cutting ceremony of the groundbreaking ceremony, what kind of opening ceremony, does this have anything to do with him, just kidding, thinking he is a three-year-old child, fooling him here.

Zhang Feng glared at each other, and asked Su Ming: "Why does it have nothing to do with you? Aren't you the big shopkeeper of Yuan Bao Zhai? Aren't half of the antiques on the surface of Huashi Ming in your hands? This has nothing to do with you and who does it have to do with it? My hotel will be a magnificent post-modernist hotel full of various cultural collisions, there must be antique decoration, I won't cheat, if you want to let us put the real thing!"

As soon as Zhang Feng said this, Su Ming immediately understood, but not to mention, Su Ming who was holding these high hats by Zhang Feng was already a little fluttering, and he almost didn't remember who he was now, not to mention that Jiang was still the hottest boss.

Zhang Feng thought that Su Ming would definitely not be able to find the north in this way, and when he was fluttering, it would be logical to borrow Liu San away.

When Su Ming heard Zhang Feng's words, his face was already full of smiles, and he hurried over and asked, "Hey, don't say it, who else in this Huashi dares to put real works in the hotel, besides you?

Su Ming didn't expect Zhang Feng to turn the hotel into an artistic-level palace, this is to put genuine antiques in the hotel, this is something that others don't even dare to think about, not to mention anything else, just look at the entire domestic market, it is estimated that there is no second person who dares to be so wealthy.