When I came to the restaurant where I had dinner last time, the proprietress Sister Ma greeted her warmly, "Xiaoli, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm beautiful and mellow." ”

"Sister Ma, how can there be." Zhang Li said a little shyly, the proprietress Sister Ma smiled and went to get the menu, and Zhang Li made a red face and became round? I'm still a yellow flower girl!

Later, the proprietress Sister Ma took the menu, ordered the dishes and went into the kitchen to get started. Zhang Li picked up the topic just now and asked curiously: "Wang Dong, why can't fake things be said directly?" How is it self-preservation? ”

Wang Dong picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water, took a sip and explained: "That's the case, antique appreciation is all based on personal experience, no one dares to guarantee that he has not lost his eyes, and since ancient times, there has been a reason not to be full of words?" ”

After a pause, Wang Dong took a sip of water and continued: "This is just one reason, the most important thing is that sometimes telling the truth will cause unnecessary trouble, and if it is serious, it may lead to death, so sometimes even if you are very sure that the object you appreciate is fake, you can't get it accurately, this is the sense of self-protection." ”

"I see." Zhang Li was enlightened, interlaced like a mountain, but she didn't expect that there are so many unwritten customs in the antique industry. Then he asked curiously: "Wang Dong, the palm eye just now said that he couldn't get it, was it really inaccurate or didn't want to tell the truth?" ”

"I feel like I don't want to tell the truth." Wang Dong thought about it, and shook his head slightly when he was appreciating it with his palm, and from this detail, he knew that the other party should have a negative attitude.

"What? So this pen wash is a fake? Zhang Li was surprised, came back to her senses, and said in disbelief: "In this case, doesn't it mean that you lost 5,000 yuan in vain?" You hit the eye? ”

"Haha, you can't say that, everyone has a time when they are distracted, and they can't be optimistic about this object because of that palm, this object is fake, I think it's a treasure." Wang Dong said very confidently.

"I believe in you too." Zhang Li said sweetly. Wang Dong smiled and asked curiously, "Why do you believe in me so much?" ”

"Haha, because if you hit the eye, you'll lose it, and if you pick it up, I'll have a big meal to eat, so I'm more willing to believe that it's true." The answer given by Zhang Li was very simple, which made Wang Dong cry and laugh a little, it turned out to be for a big meal, but I didn't expect Sister Li to be a foodie like herself!

"Sister Li, if I am rich in the future, I will definitely take you to the most luxurious restaurant and eat the best and most expensive things." Wang Dong was a little touched, and he made such a beautiful vision without any purpose.

"Really? Okay, then I remember, when you get rich, don't forget, or I won't let you go. In the end, Sister Li pretended to be fierce, and she looked like Wang Dong was not dealing with his promises, and she turned into a fierce ghost to haunt him.

At this time, the proprietress Sister Ma brought up the food she ordered, and then went into the kitchen again.

Wang Dong picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, and said with praise: "Yes, the sweet and sour pork ribs are really good, Sister Li, you can also taste it." ”

"Sweet and sour pork ribs are high in calories, I'll eat two pieces, and I'll leave the rest to you." Zhang Li took a piece of it and asked while chewing: "Wang Dong, are there any new rules in the antique industry, or something, let's hear about it." ”

"And ....... let me think about it." Wang Dong wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with tissue paper, thought about it and said, to be honest, he doesn't know much about the antique industry, the little thing he told Sister Li before was what he experienced when he walked the rivers and lakes in the Republic of China in the previous life.

But in order not to compromise his erudite image in Sister Li's mind, Wang Dong could only rack his brains, not to mention that he was really reminded of something, so he said with a very modest appearance: "Sister Li, I have only been in the antique industry for a few months, and I don't know a lot, plus something happened a while ago, so I don't remember much." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Li couldn't help showing disappointment on her face, but at this moment, Wang Dong changed his words and said, "Sister Li, we still have a hand in our business." ”

"Hugging? What is that? Zhang Li asked curiously.

"Holding goods sounds mysterious, but it's actually nothing, to put it bluntly, it's consignment." Wang Dong said with an unfathomable look.

"Consignment?" Zhang Li was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little incomprehensible, how could the goods be sold on consignment?

"Holding goods is the antiques on the shelves, taking each other's goods away and selling them, to put it bluntly, it is consignment, but the name is changed." Wang Dong explained.

"Wang Dong, I heard that antiques are very valuable, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, and merchants hold each other's goods, aren't you afraid that the other party will not give money when you sell something? Or is it part of the other party's pit? Zhang Li asked with some concern, it is not uncommon for mercenary merchants in this society to be mercenary, and sometimes they fight for a little sesame-sized benefit, let alone a big deal.

Wang Dong smiled, "There is a line of rules, since it is a rule, then no one can be bad, whoever breaks the rules, who will be rejected by the entire peers, who does antiques, is talking about a letter, Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, how to come." ”

"Is that really the case?" Zhang Li asked hesitantly, she has been selling insurance for so long, what has she never seen? Peer competition, mutual tricks, although she has not done it to her colleagues, but her colleagues have robbed customers. Until now, she has become a little insensitive to her colleagues, so it is difficult to understand the credit between merchants in the antique industry, is it really as Wang Dong said? Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao.

"yes, that's really it." Wang Dong said with great conviction.

"If that's the case, that's pretty good." Zhang Li said with some emotion, and then seemed to think of something, and asked curiously: "Wang Dong, do you know cultural relics?" Is it any different from an antique? Why is it okay to resell antiques, but it is illegal to resell cultural relics? ”

Wang Dong didn't know much, but unfortunately Zhang Li asked a few questions, he knew, drank a saliva, and then said with a look of learning rich five cars: "In fact, there is not much difference between antiques and cultural relics, they are all old objects, and cultural relics include a wider area, antiques refer to old objects that have been appreciated and studied, and cultural relics not only include these, but also include the cultural heritage that has not been valued for ornamental research in the past, but is a cultural heritage that is gathered on behalf of a certain dynasty, as for the resale of cultural relics is illegal, and reselling antiques is not illegal, It's almost the same as selling a house and selling land. ”

"Selling houses and land?" Zhang Li was stunned for a moment, it seemed difficult to understand, how are antiques and cultural relics related to houses, land, and cars?

"Yes, have you ever seen the sale of a house, it is allowed by the state, but have you ever seen the sale of land?" Wang Dong explained.

"I haven't seen it, but I still don't understand it." Zhang Li still looked confused, Wang Dong took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth before continuing to explain: "Cultural relics and land belong to the state, and buying and selling them is illegal and undisciplined, but antiques and houses are not." ”

"Oh." Zhang Li somewhat understood, it is indeed a truth, land will always belong to the state, no matter what you do, you only have the right to use, no ownership, but then Zhang Li was puzzled, and asked in confusion: "Wang Dong, how to distinguish which are antiques and which are cultural relics?" ”

"It's easy." Wang Dong took a sip of water and said: "But everything that comes underground belongs to cultural relics, so the antique industry also pays attention to the orderly inheritance, buying and selling an object, in addition to judging whether it is real, but also to judge whether it is a cultural relic, like some unknown origins, even if it is an old object, no one dares to buy and sell, unless you want to squat in prison." ”

"Then how do you tell if it's from underground? And is the pen wash in your bag coming from the right way? At the end of the question, Zhang Li had already lowered her voice very low, looking like she was afraid that something would happen.

"This involves professional skills, generally speaking, from the ground, if it is not for a long time, the object itself will have some earthy smell, and at the same time, its luster, and other aspects, will be expressed, which requires a certain amount of eyesight." Wang Dong said very frankly: "The brush wash in my treasure naturally can't be from the ground, it can be seen from the condition of the glaze on it, and I don't do anything illegal, if this is a cultural relic, it must be handed over to the political axe, I don't want to go to prison!" ”

Zhang Li was amused by Wang Dong with a sneer, and said with some admiration: "Wang Dong, you know so much." ”

Wang Dong pretended to be a big-tailed wolf for a while, just to let Zhang Li worship himself again, and now that the goal has been achieved, he smiled very complacently.

"Come on, the soup is here, eat slowly." The proprietress Sister Ma said with a smile, and then looked at Wang Dong with a look that a young man had to cherish.

While eating, my sister Xiaowei called and asked Wang Dong where he would come back and wait for him to eat. Hearing Xiaowei's words, Wang Dong remembered that he didn't tell his family that he wouldn't go back to eat at night, but let Xiaowei and her parents eat, and he ate out tonight.

Later, after having a good meal, Zhang Li settled the account and went out together.

The sweet and sour pork ribs in this store are really good, Wang Dong is a little lingering, and he really wants to pack it, but he can't pull it down to say this, and he doesn't have money in his pocket, so he can't let Sister Li pay.

After a walk, Wang Dong sent Sister Li home, and went to take the bus by himself.

While waiting for the bus, a black BMW stopped, at this time, the bus also drove over, Wang Dong didn't look too much, and got on the bus, but when he sat down, he saw a woman in the passenger seat of the BMW, it turned out to be Fang Yuyao, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and a little surprised, how did she get off here? There's still one stop to get to school from here!

glanced at the BMW license plate twice, the bus started, the BMW also turned around, Wang Dong didn't think much about it, and went home with peace of mind.