Chapter 33: Ink?

"Really, that's great!"

"Haha, bag! There is a brand bag I have been looking at for a long time, and I am reluctant to buy it, and I ...... it."

"I also have a brand-name dress, thousands of dollars, so expensive......"

Wen Yiming waved his hand and said, "Buy it, it's all mine!"

Yang Qing shouted excitedly, and was the first to rush out, Xu Yun and Xie Hong were very reserved, and slowly began to choose. Wen Yiming saw that Lin Xiuxiu didn't move, and quipped: "Xiuxiu, there is no such shop after this village!"

Xiuxiu's face turned red, gritted her teeth, and plucked up her courage and whispered, "I...... Don't want gifts!Can you learn incense from Yiming?"

Hearing this, the delicate and lovely little girl stared at herself with anticipation, her hands were nervously knotted, and her pretty face was flushed, but she still looked at herself sincerely.

He heard Xie Hong say that Xiuxiu is from the countryside, her family is not very good, and she has an elder brother who works on the construction site, and she is the pillar of the family. Every month, the thrifty food is sent home, so the sisters take good care of this sensible little girl.

"No problem!"

Wen Yiming said with a smile: "I said last time, you can learn incense if you are interested, if you have any questions in the future, come to me, if I don't understand and have a master, don't be afraid!"

"Really?"

Lin Xiuxiu's face was full of excitement, and finally got a positive reply from Wen Yiming, and said excitedly: "Great, thank you, thank you so much!"

The little girl kept bowing, and Wen Yiming hurriedly stopped: "Everyone is a friend, you don't need to be polite, in fact, your character is very suitable for Xiangdao, if you are willing to work hard, I still lack an assistant, so ......"

"What? You need an assistant?"

"Really......? I'm signing up!"

"I'll sign up too!"

The other three people happened to come back, and when they heard this, they instantly surrounded Wen Yiming, and they were very excited, and pulled him to start chattering.

"Wow, the rich second generation, there are so many beauties around!"

"Hmph, at first glance, he is not a good person, despise him!"

"Fuck off, you are envious, jealous and hateful, let's go!"

Wen Yiming saw many passers-by pointing and pointing, and the four beauties on the street pulled themselves, and hurriedly said loudly: "All have a chance!"

"I have already discussed with the eldest lady, the fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, and the assistant will choose one of you. However, those who are capable can only pass the assessment of her and her master. ”

"The main thing is to distinguish materials, to be able to distinguish various materials, everyone has a chance, and after three months, fair competition!"

In a word, the four of them became excited, and Ling Yuxin agreed that it was a certainty, three months, work hard!

Wen Yiming was hugged by four beauties, and he walked around for more than an hour, and finally chose a gift. In fact, they are not too expensive, and the four of them are very measured, especially Lin Xiuxiu, who chose a gold necklace to give to her mother.

Xie Hong found an opportunity and secretly asked Yiming: "To be honest, do you have a candidate?"

Wen Yiming looked at the other party and said sincerely: "Sister Hong, we are our own people, if you have something to say, you ...... Not quite right!"

Xie Hong's face darkened, and he nodded: "I also know, in fact, the eldest lady once reminded me to learn incense well." But I really have no talent, my nose is not good, I can only rely on rote memorization, hey, I have already accepted my fate!"

Wen Yiming nodded, it turned out that Xie Hong knew and comforted: "Actually, it's not bad to do sales, aren't you also well-managed in the store?" The eldest lady is very satisfied with you, I can guarantee this. ”

"Really?" Xie Hong's eyes lit up, this sentence was the news she wanted to hear the most! I had long known that the incense path was average and it was impossible to become an incense master, so it was better to retreat than to be difficult for herself.

Yaxiangju's customers are either rich or expensive, and it is also a good choice to become a sales manager, not only with high commissions, but also with a lot of contacts, which is the best position for Xie Hong.

Wen Yiming nodded with a smile and said, "Sister Hong, don't worry, we are our own people, I will definitely help you!"

"Good brother, my sister really didn't mistake you at the beginning!"

Xie Hong hugged Wen Yiming's arm and said charmingly: "Xiuxiu is clean and good-looking, do you want my sister to help you talk about it?" or forget it, I think the eldest lady is also good to you, the moon is the first to get the moon near the water, come on!"

Wen Yiming was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled her to find someone else to meet, and everyone went to sing again, tomorrow is the weekend, and they will go home until late at night.

The next day, Wen Yiming slept until he woke up naturally, took a shower and went out to the antique city, these two leaks made him full of confidence, and he went around to see how lucky he was.

I went up to the stall on the fifth floor first, and there was no good thing in a circle, and I thought about it, and it was impossible to pick up the leak every time. Picking up leaks in the antique shop is a very small probability event, buying is not as good as selling, and experts can pick up a few big leaks in a lifetime is also considered a brilliant record.

"Why don't you go to the store?"

Wen Yiming came to the second floor, ready to go to the store to have a look, there was no money before, and if he met a good one, he couldn't take it. Now that I have money in my hand, although I can't make a million profits when I pick up leaks in the store, I can also take it when I encounter a cost-effective one.

"Bogu Zhai?"

Wen Yiming walked and turned, and came to the front of the most magnificent store in the middle hall, and the signboard looked up with three big characters, Bogu Zhai!

The inside is splendid, there are 200 square meters, and the glass cabinets are dazzling, which is very rich. Wen Yiming stepped into the door, and the guy greeted with a smile: "Hello, just look at it!"

Wen Yiming nodded, looked at things by himself, and the guy didn't bother, and continued to clean. This is the case with antique shops, after all, there are many people who see it, but few people who understand it. Generally, those who dare to make a move are regular customers, and it is useless to introduce new faces for a long time.

"Is your boss here?"

Just as Wen Yiming entered the door, a middle-aged man came in, dressed a little shabby, holding a small wooden box in his hand, and asked the guy with a restrained expression: "Is the boss here?"

The guy glanced at the man and said with a smile: "Yes, please be inside, I'll call the boss out!"

Put down the work in your hand, turn around and call the boss in the back, this kind of thing is often happening, and people come to the door every day to sell the so-called antiques. Nine times out of ten, it's fake, it's not true, but if you meet something good, you can make a lot of money.

If you don't open for three years, you can eat for three years!

Wen Yiming's nose moved slightly, and his eyes stared at the wooden box held by the middle-aged man, this is ......

"You're going to sell something?"

After a while, a big fat man walked out from behind, with a fat head and big ears, and a red face, walked up to the man and asked, "Come, please sit!"

"Hey, it's him!"

Wen Yiming looked back and actually saw it, isn't this the fat man who gambled on the old iron head in Chen Zhai last time?

Yes, I heard others say that his surname is Fei, the owner of the antique city. Coincidentally, I don't write a book, and I meet for the second time today.

Fei Fatzi didn't pay attention to Wen Yiming, there were a lot of onlookers last time, and he didn't remember seeing it. He asked the middle-aged man to sit down, motioned to put the box on the table, and said tentatively, "Family heirloom?"

"How do you know?" The man was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "It's really a family heirloom, from my great-grandfather to me, at least five generations!"

"Well, there are few genuine goods in the antique shop, but there are many stories!

Fei Fatzi pursed his lips, his ears were calloused when he listened to the story, the real thing could speak by himself, let the man open the wooden box by himself, frowned, and said dissatisfied: "Mo?"