"This ......" Zhang Yang's words made Librarian He speechless.

"That's why I'm going to see it." Seeing this, Zhang Yang sighed and said.

In the eyes of Librarian He, when Zhang Yang was still the deputy curator before, the powers he exercised were no different from those of the curator.

The personnel changes in the hall in the past two days seemed to him to be just a procedure.

Everyone knows that after Director Xiao Wang's accident, there is a high probability that he will not be able to come back.

Therefore, Librarian He didn't realize that Zhang Yang's state today was fundamentally different from the last time he went to the kiln factory.

In the past, if there was a problem, he could still throw the blame on Wang Jianye, but now if something happens, he will be the one who will be punished by publicizing himself.

On the side of Jianzhan Factory, Zhang Yang was already talking about the withdrawal of shares.

Although the gameplay of live broadcast building and kiln opening may not be illegal at present, there will be problems in the future!

To put it bluntly, as long as the money with a bad conscience is still flowing into the Hailin Museum, maybe when the kiln factory thunders, it will affect Zhang Yang.

Cutting as soon as possible is the right way.

However, they are all old people who went out of the museum, and when Zhang Yang proposed to withdraw his shares, he was still very tactful.

What he said to the outside world was:

The current situation of the museum is not good, and it is necessary to tighten and concentrate the assets to ensure the good operation of the main body of the museum.

"If there is a chance in the future, we will cooperate again."

In this way, it became natural to come to the silver dollar factory and the antique restoration workshop.

……

Starting from the museum, after driving for a full two hours, Zhang Yang and the two finally arrived at their destination.

The silver dollar factory was relocated to a newly built industrial park, and the signboard was "Xiong Xiong Arts and Crafts Co., Ltd.", which was similar to the former Hedong Group.

I saw it open, and my eyelids jumped.

I always feel like I'm wearing the skin of the company and doing something illegal and undisciplined.

However, when you enter the company, the environment is much more normal.

Following Mr. Luo's nephew, Xiao Luo, deputy director of the factory, walking in the corridor outside the factory, the sound of "clanging" or "clanging" coins collided came to his ears.

"Director Luo, at the end of the year, is business still so good?" Zhang Yang asked.

Listening to the movement in the factory, I feel that the machine is rotating in a continuous shaft, and it is difficult to imagine that this is the factory atmosphere before the Spring Festival.

"Business will indeed be a little better at the end of the year, because the silver dollars we produce are very suitable for New Year's money or greeting gifts." Xiao Luo smiled and introduced to Zhang Yang, "In the next few days, we have to rush to work, make all the goods from the previous year, and send them out while the express delivery is still open." ”

"Our factory, where do the customers at the end of the year usually go?" Zhang Yang continued to ask, as if a leader cared about the work of his subordinates.

"There are all over the country, most of them are sent to Yanjing, where the antique market is in high demand."

"Antique market?" Librarian He repeated Xiao Luo's words in surprise, and looked at Zhang Yang with a suspicious expression.

He meant it in a flashy second: the antique market...... Isn't that a fake?

According to the statement given by the silver dollar factory before, the goods were sold to souvenir shops and online store owners all over the country, and now they suddenly changed their words, and there is a suspicion of backstabbing the librarian.

Zhang Yang smiled at this and spread his hands and said, "Look, Lao He, we really have to come to ask on the spot." ”

"Director Zhang, what are you asking?" Xiao Luo's face was full of doubts.

He didn't know that his uncle had deceived Zhang Yang, but he felt that the two people in front of him were playing dumb riddles, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"Hahaha, a lot of questions." Zhang Yang smiled.

"I want to ask you something. On our side, in addition to sitting on the ocean, what else are we selling now? What are the hottest sellers and the most profitable? ”

"Then it has to be Sun Xiaotou." Xiao Luo replied without thinking.

"Isn't it Yuan Datou?"

Xiao Luo's answer was beyond Zhang Yang's expectations.

In terms of fame, audience, and even circulation, Sun Xiaotou is not as good as Yuan Datou.

"Hehe, Curator Zhang doesn't know anything......"

Director Xiao Luo was very frank, and after leading Zhang Yang and Librarian He to sit down, he directly took out two pattern coins from the drawer.

It was made in the form of a silver dollar minted in 1927.

The pattern looks like a plain version, the wear is natural, if it is genuine, the price is only slightly lower than Yuan Datou, estimated at around 700.

Zhang Yang took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and soon found something wrong:

Two small heads, one true and one false, have sand holes and quicksilver lines on the surface of the coin, and there are gaps in the side teeth and casting mouths.

If you just look at the appearance, you really can't see much of a difference.

"The Sun Xiaotou you sell are all silver dollars cast in sand?" Zhang Yang suddenly figured everything out.

"That's right." Director Xiao Luo nodded proudly, "The stamped silver dollar is a good thing, no matter how good it is, because the mold of the machine is new, no matter how old it is, it is difficult to sell the die-cast things at a high price......"

According to Xiao Luo, the machine-cast silver dollars, whether they are sitting in the ocean, or Yuan Datou, Guangxu Longyang, etc., which they later developed, need offline channels to help sell.

This involves a question of margin of profit.

Those scammers and antique dealers who are active in the first-tier market have a lot of choices for these "new" machine silver dollars, so it is impossible to buy goods at market prices.

It's too risky, and it's not easy to sell.

For Director Luo, under normal circumstances, a silver dollar of the mechanism, excluding the cost of materials and the cost of work, can earn 30 to 80 yuan.

Profit is really no different from selling handicrafts.

But sand casting is different, this is a traditional craft, and it is a mold made of genuine silver dollars, a little polishing, it is no different from the real thing.

Not only are merchants willing to buy goods at a high price, but even Director Luo can sell them himself.

A sand casting Sun Xiaotou can earn more than 200 in wholesale and more than 400 in retail.

"What's the best part, Curator, do you know?"

Director Xiao Luo was still selling guanzi, and the librarian He next to him had already covered his face in pain when he heard it.

"What is it?" Zhang Yang asked very cooperatively.

"In fact, in modern times, there were already Sun Xiaotou cast in sand, and there were many miles."

"Collectors subconsciously believe that the sand casting process is very troublesome and inefficient, and counterfeiting will not use this method, so the pouring mouth on the silver dollar has become one of the bases for them to judge whether the thing is genuine."

"As everyone knows, we have already achieved streamlined production ......"

After listening to this, Zhang Yang put down the pattern in his hand and applauded very seriously.

"Did Mr. Luo come up with this idea?"

"No, it was all my idea." Director Xiao Luo replied proudly, "I used to be an Internet product manager, and then I came back to help my uncle and was in charge of the silver dollar sales sector. ”

"I found that the domestic silver dollar has long since changed from an incremental market to a stock market. At this time, it is difficult to sell products without characteristics. ”

"Everyone doesn't like to buy, it's useless to have a high profit margin, and if the goods can't be sold, it's nonsense......"

"Learned." Zhang Yang nodded approvingly, "Then how much does our revenue from the sale of this kind of sand coinage add up?" ”

"In the past few years, it should add up to about 30 million."

"Oh, that's good."

Zhang Yang nodded while thinking about a question in his heart:

Send out 30 million, plus a big nephew, and launder his own factory, will Mr. Luo consider this plan?

Kavin, one chapter today, tomorrow to make up

(End of chapter)