In the store, Song Hao was looking at the book intently, and the history book of the capital was still in his hand.

Song Hao studied it and decided to return to the Ming Dynasty, but the specific period has not been thought out yet, he is now studying the information and considering a feasible plan, because several crossings are nine deaths, he must plan foolproof this time, otherwise if he hangs up, there is still his mother and daughter, how to live in the future!

"Mr. Song!"

Just when Song Hao was engrossed in studying historical materials, a voice woke him up.

"Mr. Zhao! Welcome, welcome! ”

Song Hao saw that it was Zhao Lingyun and walked into the store at some point.

He hurriedly got up, walked out of the counter, let Zhao Lingyun to the sofa in the store, and began to boil water to make tea.

This sofa and coffee table were added by Song Hao later, mainly because there were too few things in his store, so he added a sofa coffee table, which made the store not so empty. In addition, I also improved the grade of the store, after all, I am a boutique antique, and I am a big boss who comes to drink some tea and chat, so that I can look tasteful.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry! I also asked you to come here for a special trip! ”

"Isn't it? If you can't get something good this time, that's not going to work! ”

Zhao Lingyun pretended to be angry and joked with Song Hao.

"Don't worry about this, I promise it's okay, you wait a minute, I'll get it for you now!"

Song Hao delivered the tea to Zhao Lingyun, ran to the store warehouse, and took out two blue-glazed bowls.

"How about this? These two Southern Song Dynasty glazed bowls are in good condition and in excellent condition! ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Lingyun put down the teacup in his hand, picked up the green glazed bowl and looked at it carefully.

"Not bad! Good stuff indeed! I don't know how much Mr. Song plans to sell? ”

The market of green glazed bowls, Song Hao has long inquired clearly, the world is basically 800,000 one, but there is no market, because in 97 years, the Southern Song Dynasty ruins of Hutian kiln were discovered, and tens of thousands of green bowls were unearthed, and the price was only a few hundred yuan, which lowered the price of Hutian kiln porcelain. Although Song Hao's green glazed bowls are different from the unearthed green bowls, both in shape and quality are much higher than those unearthed green bowls, but there is no way, and it has also been dragged down.

For Zhao Lingyun, an expert, Song Hao naturally can't fool, telling the truth is the best way to communicate.

"Mr. Zhao, the price of the green glazed bowl is not too good now, to be honest, if it weren't for you coming, I would still plan to collect it for a while, and then sell it when the market is good, so that I can accept this bowl of 500,000 yuan?"

Zhao Lingyun pondered for a long time and said.

"Now the price of Hutian green glazed bowl does fluctuate a little, Mr. Song really does not hide it, I collect ancient porcelain, on the one hand is my personal hobby, on the other hand, we Changda Group also has antique business, for this green glazed bowl, my psychological price is 300,000, the price gap between us is relatively large, I have a suggestion, our Changda Group's antique sales are mainly in Hong Kong Island and the rich circle, I don't hide it, you sold me the white cup last time, I sold one, sold 1 million. Do you think that works? This time we cooperated, by our Changda Group to sell these two green glazed bowls, higher than 500,000 even a dollar, I will pay you 500,000, if it is less than 500,000, I will give you the real price, I do business for a long time, I believe in Mr. Song's ability, this time I lost, you can also get it back for me in the future! ”

Song Hao's heart moved when he heard it, this is a good thing! And he doesn't lose money, this Zhao Lingyun is really righteous!

"No problem! You said that you sold 1 million white lamps last time, so how much can you sell for a good one? ”

Song Hao happily agreed, and asked curiously.

"What? Mr. Song, do you still have a good white lamp? ”

"Hey, hey! Yes, I do have one! ”

Song Hao was a little embarrassed, this time he was mainly selling blue-glazed bowls, so he didn't take out the white bowl.

"Oops! Mr. Song, if it is an intact white jar, how can it be sold for more than 2 million, the white jar process of Hutian kiln is complex, and it is not easy to preserve, so there are very few surviving in the market now! The rich are very interested in these rare things! ”

Song Hao listened to Zhao Lingyun's somewhat excited words, not only secretly smacking his tongue in his heart, the market of Baizhan is basically about 1 million, and he didn't expect Zhao Lingyun to be able to sell so much higher than the market price in the rich circle.

Zhao Lingyun continued.

"Mr. Song, I see that you have a lot of good things, are you interested in cooperating with me, I am responsible for helping you sell, you provide products, I only take 10% of the commission, what do you think?"

Song Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this, Zhao Lingyun's rich circle was something he couldn't enter, instead of waiting for customers to come to his door every day, it was better to cooperate with Zhao Lingyun, so that he also had a relatively stable sales channel, which was harmless to himself, but 10% was a bit of a loss for Zhao Lingyun, Song Hao was fair, and only earned the part of the money he should earn.

"Of course that's good! But you can't be busy! ”

Song Hao did not hesitate to agree on the spot, and then the two discussed the details of the specific cooperation, and finally the two sides reached an agreement, Zhao Lingyun sold Song Hao's antiques, Song Hao gave the reserve price, and the excess part of the sales belonged to Zhao Lingyun Company, the sales were lower than the low price, and Song Hao settled according to the actual transaction price, everything was properly discussed, Zhao Lingyun happily left the store with two green glazed bowls and a white bowl.

Sending Zhao Lingyun away, Song Hao fell into thought, with Zhao Lingyun's stable sales channel, then the supply of goods has become a problem, relying on his own inventory is not good at all, go out to collect some? There are too few good things on the antique street, and some of them are secretly traded in various stores, and they will not be put on the table at all.

Song Hao returned to the counter and began to carefully flip through the history book of the capital. However, to Song Hao's disappointment, there are many Ming Dynasty buildings in the capital, but the location of those ruins is too eye-catching, either the Forbidden City or the Temple of Heaven, even if he succeeds in hiding things, he will never be able to take them out.

Suddenly, Song Hao saw a name in the book, "Zhihua Temple!" This place caught his attention, Zhihua Temple is still there, it is still preserved, and it is in the urban area of the capital, surrounded by private houses, Song Hao frowned slightly, thought about it, and decided that it would be better to go to the field to take a look.

As soon as he said it, Song Hao closed the door of the store and took a taxi directly to Zhihua Temple.

In the evening, Song Hao left from Zhihua Temple and returned home, and when he returned home, Song Hao locked himself in his room and drew a map of today's survey site, because Zhihua Temple has also undergone many repairs and transformations, and he must remember some details, otherwise he will not be able to find it even if he hides something.

The walls of Zhihua Temple are not high, which is not difficult for Song Hao, the only difficulty is that the main hall of the temple must not be able to hide things, and the ground is all green bricks, which has caused trouble for him to take treasures. The only place in Zhihua Temple that is not all covered with floor tiles is the location of the temple stove room, which is no longer cooking, just an empty room, but what if this stove room is built later?

In addition, the most troublesome thing for Song Hao is that Zhihua Temple is the family temple of the great eunuch Wang Zhen, which means that he can only choose to travel through the era after Ming Yingzong, otherwise he will not be able to enter. In the end, Song Hao chose the Ming Xianzong period, because that era was quite stable.

There is another problem, that is, the matter of waking up, this time Song Hao plans to go for three days, but he does not eat or drink at home for three days and only sleeps, his mother must be suspicious, that is, what if her daughter wakes herself up when she enters the room!

Thinking about it, Song Hao could only tell a lie to his mother Liu Caiping, telling his mother that it might take three days to cultivate Bigu, and asking his mother to wake him up after three days, Liu Caiping was skeptical, she knew that her son went to practice every morning, but she didn't know what her son was practicing, but seeing her son's solemn expression, Liu Caiping agreed to her son's request.

Song Hao gave his mother the key to the door and told her not to let Siqi get the key, the little girl is already running around the house and being naughty, if she opens the door, then she will give up all her efforts.

In order to be safe, Song Hao also left a message for the pager to wake him up in three days.

After arranging all this, Song Hao exhaled a few times and went to bed.

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