Qian Yongqiang knew that what Boss Wang said was the truth, so he didn't argue anymore, a few good books were picked up by Boss Zhang, and the remaining two books are indeed unpopular books, if you can't meet someone you like, let alone a morning, it may not be sold in three or five years!

"Fifty bucks!" Boss Wang looked at Qian Yongqiang and said. "What about your set of foreign books, bring them to me again."

"Fifty bucks?" Qian Yongqiang looked at Li Qiming. Li Qiming also had no idea at this time, the strategy he taught yesterday was all disrupted by himself in a panic, and he signaled Qian Yongqiang to be the master of selling these two books.

"Okay, fifty bucks deal!" Qian Yongqiang pointed at Li Qiming and said to Boss Wang, "This is his book, you just give him the money." ”

Boss Wang slowly took out a few bills from his pocket, counted fifty yuan to Li Qiming, and then said slowly: "If I don't buy these two books, few people will buy them." I don't have any hobbies, I don't smoke, I don't drink, I don't play cards, I usually buy a book。。。。。。 ”

Qian Yongqiang saw that Li Qiming had collected the money, and was afraid that Boss Wang would ask about the "Mao Xuan" again, so he hurriedly sneaked back to his stall, leaving only Boss Wang there to talk to Li Qiming.

Li Qiming's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he listened to it without avoidance, and dealt with a sentence or two from time to time.

Almost all the books on Qian Yongqiang and Huang Youcai's stalls were picked up by the wholesalers. Huang Youcai made a victory gesture to Qian Yongqiang and walked over with a smile.

Qian Yongqiang found that Boss Wang was no longer there at Li Qiming's stall. In front of Li Qiming's stall, three or two people were looking at the violin, and some were touching and tapping with their hands, communicating with Li Qiming in a low voice.

Qian Yongqiang was afraid that Li Qiming would suffer again if he had no experience, so he walked over with Huang Youcai.

"How?" Huang Youcai asked Li Qiming.

"There are only those who watch, those who ask the price, and there is no counteroffer!" Li Qiming whispered, "It seems that this thing is not worth so much money, do I want more?" ”

"You have to be calm when selling things, the master said that it can be worth so much money, it must be worth it, why do you still doubt that the master can't do it?" Huang Youcai swept his eyes over the stall and found that the books were gone, and asked, "All the books are sold?" ”

"It's all sold. Boss Zhang bought three copies, and later one person bought two more. Li Qiming said a little embarrassed, "But the price was not sold well, and it was not sold according to the method you taught me by the master and senior brother!" The first time I came here to set up a stall, I was a little flustered. ”

"What's there to be flustered about setting up a stall, and it's not a big business to buy a house and sell land! How much did you sell for five books? Huang Youcai asked, "Why don't you sell it according to what we have discussed?" You haven't done this business before, and you'll suffer if you make your own decisions! ”

"Yes, I suffered a loss. Yesterday I said that I would not sell it for less than 600 yuan, but today I only sold it for 450 yuan. If it weren't for the master coming over to help me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to sell it for this little money! ”

Qian Yongqiang briefly told Huang Youcai about the experience of Boss Zhang and Boss Wang buying books, and said: "This can't be blamed on Li Qiming, the first time you do business, you will inevitably be excited and nervous, and forget the strategy in your heart, which is normal." ”

"You loser, sell for hundreds of dollars less!" Huang Youcai pointed at Li Qiming's nose and reprimanded. Li Qiming knew that Huang Youcai was for his own good, so he didn't argue, and nodded and acquiesced.

A few people watching the piano next to them didn't want to buy it, and they all walked out one after another.

"You have to sell this yangqin well, if you don't sell it well, you won't even be able to earn back the fine that the master paid on your behalf this morning." Huang Youcai pointed to Li Qiming's head and said.

"Huang Youcai, don't put pressure on him. There is pressure to sell things, and there are gains and losses, how can you do a good job? Qian Yongqiang said to Li Qiming again:

"Huang Youcai and I don't have anything to sell over there, Huang Youcai and I will help you sell this piano, you just watch from the side!"

"Learn something!" Huang Youcai glared at Li Qiming fiercely.

As the night faded away, a little fish belly white appeared in the east, and the dim street lamps looked even weaker. "Little Pigtail Li" was still dressed in the old days, blowing a crisp whistle, and walked towards Qian Yongqiang and them leisurely.

Huang Youcai saw that "Little Pigtail Li" was asking them with his eyes, and after thinking about it, none of the three people here had calligraphy or paintings for sale, so he shook his head at him.

"Don't shake your head, what's that?" As he spoke, "Braided Li" came to Li Qiming's stall, squatted down, and held the violin in his hand.

"Boss Li, you don't play this either, don't delay your time!" Huang Youcai looked at the concentrated appearance of "Little Pigtail Li" and couldn't help but remind him.

"Who says I don't play this? Who says I can only play calligraphy and painting? - Who is this for? Pigtail Li looked at it for a while, then raised his eyes and asked the three of them. Li Qiming Qian Yongqiang Nunu mouth.

"It's Boss Qian's, how did a good piano break like this, there is not even a string, it will take a lot of effort to repair it if you want to buy it back." "Pigtail Lee" said sadly.

"This is an old thing from decades ago, and after the wind and dust of the years, it is normal to knock and break." Qian Yongqiang replied. He observed his words and looks, and found out from the speech and demeanor of "Little Pigtail Lee" that "Little Pigtail Lee" was very interested in this instrument. The iron law of shopping malls: it is the buyers who are depreciating.

"What the price, let's hear it, if it's suitable, I'll ask for it." "Little Pigtail Li" knew that Qian Yongqiang was not easy to fool, so he didn't go around the bend, so he asked the price directly.

"Two thousand dollars. Boss Li, when did you start playing this too? Qian Yongqiang replied.

"Ha-" Before Qian Yongqiang's words fell, a hoarse voice came from the side, "You dare to ask for two thousand for this thing?" ”

The voice was not loud, but Qian Yongqiang could hear it clearly. Qian Yongqiang raised his eyes and saw that at this time, several people had surrounded him, pointing at the violin in the hand of "Little Pigtail Li".

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, not tall, with a small belly, deep eyes, and was talking and laughing with the people around him in a hoarse voice.

Qian Yongqiang frowned at him. In my heart, this person is too ignorant, other people do business, and it has nothing to do with you, so what are you mixing blindly.

"Lao Jia, your old problem has been committed again, isn't it psychologically itchy and uncomfortable not to make it bad? How about I give you a loose skin to tickle? ”

Huang Youcai also heard what he said just now, and the anger in his heart burned as soon as he "soared", and walked towards the person named Lao Jia, reaching out to grab his neckline. Lao Jia hurriedly shrank back and hid behind the crowd.

"I'll just talk about it. Boss Huang, besides, this is not yours, what are you anxious about? Although Lao Jia retreated, he didn't back down at all.

"This thing is his!" Huang Youcai pointed at Qian Yongqiang and said, "He is my master!" ”

pointed at Li Qiming again and said: "He is my junior brother, if you want to provoke them in the future, you have to be careful with me!" ”

"Hey, has the team grown?" Lao Jia sneered, "If you get another horse, you can go to the west to learn scriptures haha。。。。。。 ”

The people around couldn't help but laugh along.

Only then did Qian Yongqiang know that this middle-aged man with a big belly was the old man who made a bad statement in their circle. But Qian Yongqiang couldn't understand, this old Jia and I are not familiar with each other, there is no grudge in the long days and no hatred in the near future, why did he come out like this today?

In fact, Lao Jia's appearance today is intentional. As early as two days ago, he hated Qian Yongqiang. This matter has to start with Qian Yongqiang's table at the Boss Li of the Ximen Acquisition Station.

Didn't Boss Li buy back the table he sold to Qian Yongqiang two days ago. As soon as Huang Youcai delivered the table to his home, Boss Li impatiently called Lao Jia.

Then Lao Jia made an appointment with a friend who knew a little about collecting ancient furniture, and went to Boss Li's house together to identify the table that was worth a lot of money in Lao Jia's mouth.

"This is my friend Lao Chen, who specializes in collecting and buying ancient furniture." Lao Jia affectionately introduced his friend to Boss Li and his wife, "If you have good things, the price is not a problem, and tens of millions are not a problem!" ”

Boss Li and the proprietress smiled at Lao Chen. Lao Chen smiled all over his face, stretched out his hands and held Boss Li tightly, and asked, "Boss Li, what about the things, let me pass by?" ”

"Inside, inside!" Boss Li and the proprietress trotted all the way in front to lead the way, bringing Lao Chen to the table where they had great hopes.

The proprietress carefully wiped the table with her sleeve.

Due to the dim light, Lao Jia took out a flashlight from his pocket and handed it to Lao Chen.

Lao Chen turned on the flashlight and shone it on the table, and the expression on his face suddenly became ugly.

"How?" Boss Li and the proprietress looked at Lao Jia's friend Lao Chen nervously.

Lao Chen saw Boss Li's nervous expression, deliberately teased him, nodded and said, "Yes, it's solid wood, if I'm not mistaken。。。。。。 ”

"What? Is it red sandalwood, or yellow pear? Boss Li asked impatiently.

"Rosewood? Huanghuali? Still is....... Lao Chen muttered to himself, his two little eyes narrowed together.

"Really?" Boss Li didn't hear Lao Chen's ridiculous tone, patted his thigh, and said:

"I almost missed a big leak!"

"Hmph, it shouldn't be!" Lao Chen looked at Boss Li, pursed his lips and continued.

"This friend of yours, just talk well, don't pant for breath, okay?" Boss Li was anxious, rolled his eyes at Lao Jia, and asked Lao Chen:

"It's not red sandalwood, it's not huanghuali, what kind of precious wood is that?"

"Precious? If you want to say that it is heavy, it is a bit heavy, but this is not expensive, it is not related! Lao Chen said unhurriedly, and glanced at Boss Li with a slanted glance, and a contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"How's it going, Old Chen?" At this time, Lao Jia couldn't hold it back, walked to Lao Chen's side, and asked in a low voice.

"Lao Jia, look at the gods you know! Treat the ordinary poplar acacia wood as a baby, it's really a money fan! ”