Chapter 398: The Old Shop on the Second Floor
drove around Pan Jiayuan a few times, the fat man couldn't find the north at all, after all, so many years have passed, what was Pan Jiayuan like in 97, I didn't even dare to think about it, now I can only judge from the general direction, the old yard that the fat man said is there.
But one thing seems to be certain, that is, in any case, the old yard of the fat man is definitely no longer there, not to mention the third ring road, now in the capital, that is, the housing prices of the fifth ring road, are more than 20,000 square meters, and the housing prices in the third ring go straight to more than 50,000 yuan, many prime locations are 100,000 yuan, fortunately, the first ring is the Forbidden City, can not build a house, otherwise there is a house in this ring, it is really sky-high, hundreds of thousands of square meters, it is estimated that few people can afford to live, take 100,000 square meters as an example, To buy a standard three-bedroom apartment of 120 square meters, it will cost more than 10 million ......
What is the concept of more than 10 million, the working class is to work for several lifetimes, and they can't afford to buy a house in the capital.
His old yard, it is estimated that it has long been converted into a bunk, the developer will not care who your yard is, as long as the demolition documents are issued, the yard with a name and a household can naturally receive a large amount of demolition subsidies, but the kind of nameless yard is either directly fooled away by someone with other intentions, or it is directly demolished all the way, how can there be so much time to take the initiative to give people subsidies.
I feel sorry for the fat man, the old yard of the third ring road of the capital, it is really a place where every inch of land is valuable, and now it is useless to regret it, for now it is better to find the location of the old yard, and see what has become of it, if it is rented out as a shop, with the character of the fat man, I think eighty percent will be bought back.
That's a lot of money, and 1.8 million will definitely not be able to save it.
No matter how much you drive around, it's useless, this place is for the fat man, except for feelings, there is nothing else left, it has long been a thing is not a person, there is no place for the fat man to have a clue, so I found a parking lot, and after giving the aunt twenty oceans, I took the fat man into the Pan family on foot.
Today is Wednesday, not the day of the stall opening, but the flow of people is still very amazing, there are people from all over the world, foreigners from all over the world are not bad, and there are various ethnic artworks and collections, which are dazzling and dizzying on both sides of the road.
Two people as the antique industry of the old fritters, when they see these things, they are naturally full of excitement, there is that kind of impulse to sweep along the street, if you can pick out a few good things from it, you can also enjoy selling it, although you can't make much money, but the sense of achievement is very satisfying, which is a bit similar to the reason why those billionaires still work, that is, to find a pursuit of life, to a certain level, after the money reaches a certain amount, it really loses its own meaning, It's just a bunch of numbers that exist in the virtual world.
You can get virtual gold coins by playing games and brushing copies, and now in this real world, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is the same routine, after paying a certain amount of time and effort, you can exchange it for those virtual numbers that can be turned into money.
This has just come out of the tomb in Yunnan, and compared with the things in this market and the things inside, there is nothing left to look good, and there is really nothing that can stop me and the fat man.
After continuing to walk a street ahead, the fat man's steps sped up, and the gadgets on both sides were not interested in looking.
The whole market was very noisy, and if the voice was small, it would not be heard at all, so I followed the fat man and silently accelerated his pace, and the two of them walked about fifty meters as if they were racing, and the fat man stood directly in front of a shop.
This shop looks a little old, at least more than ten years old, two stories high, the whole decoration style is also very simple, the red paint wraps a whole layer.
Right under this shop, the fat man stopped and looked at this place with complicated eyes.
"What's the matter, is this your original yard? The location is really good. I looked at the second-floor shop in front of me and said.
"It's not here, but this shop really used to be, I remember that it was still new and new, just built, and it was also the first batch of high-grade shops in Panjiayuan, every time I think of so many years later, it's still here, it hasn't been demolished, I know the location now, with this place, the rest is easy to go." After the fat man finished speaking, he opened his legs and walked in, apparently wanting to go in and have a look.
I can only follow this situation, this two-story shop is quite large, after entering the hall on the first floor alone has more than 100 square meters, and there are transparent counters on the surrounding walls, which are some antique famous utensils.
"Two bosses, what to see, this store is a rare old store in Panjiayuan, a shop that has been inherited for a hundred years, just squeak what the two masters want." As soon as I entered through the gate, the guy inside immediately greeted me.
Don't say anything else, the guy here is to be diligent, think about Hongde and Yang Pi in his own shop, those two little cubs are all ignorant when they see guests coming, how can someone else's guy be so diligent and sweet, this is really someone else's guy.
If it weren't for the love in it, Ge Lao also took a fancy to the two of them, from the boss's point of view, these two goods are estimated to have been opened for me a long time ago, in fact, the shop in Xi'an was not so much given to me by Mao Sanzhi, but rather that he spent the New Year for Ge Lao, anyway, there is really no business all year round, and several people are lazy, so I don't dare to take Hongde and Yang Pi to the grave.
If this goes down, in a random tomb, two people can't get out, the last time I took Ge Lao and Yang Pi to the civil tomb, they almost let Ge Lao plant inside, now I think about it I'm afraid, at this time let them take care of Ge Lao and the shop, as for the rest, I don't have any requirements anyway.
The fat man walked in front, and when he saw this goods, he looked like he was rich, so he walked around the shop, and ignored the guy, and I could only follow behind with some embarrassment, but the guy was not angry, and after saying that the two masters were casual, he went to greet other guests.
The business of this shop is really good, in the hall of 100 square meters, in addition to me and the fat man, there are about 20 people, all wandering around in the shop, there are two groups of guys to receive, and there is a wave of sitting in the rest area at the back of the hall drinking tea, probably waiting for the boss to talk about big business.
Often this kind of two-story shop, the first floor must not have any good goods, and the people waiting on the first floor, in fact, is not a big business, it is estimated that only when the boss is not busy, will come down to say hello, after all, the more capable people in this year, the lower the shelf, naturally the boss looks down on these guests on the first floor.
After all, the kind of business that can be opened for three years is still very rare, so in general, the shop here should be similar to the shop in Xi'an, the big boss talks about some small business on weekdays, just to pass the time, and when there is a big business, the first thing to do is to close the door first, and close the business for three days and five days.
The fat man seemed to be tired of wandering, so he took a big step and walked towards the rest area in the hall on the first floor......
(End of chapter)