128 Where is there a leak to pick up?

After a while, Qian Sheng came out of the inner room, carrying a kraft paper document bag in his hand, and placed it in front of them.

"This is 30,000 yuan, the bank seal has not been opened, you two keep it, I will keep this jar."

Master Lin, this deal is done, let's hold hands! ”

This is the rule of the earliest antique shop, the inquiry and counteroffer are operated in the cuffs, once the sale is negotiated, the two sides pull hands, even if the contract is made.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and shook Qian Sheng twice.

"Well, then let's go south. Liuzi, these things are picked up and placed in a conspicuous place in front of them. ”

"Walking, walking, I'm hungry." Wang Qiang was not ambiguous, he didn't look at it, and directly sandwiched the kraft paper bag under his armpits.

Pull Lin Yi and go out.

The three of them got up and left Xiuguzhai and went straight to a family near Panjiayuan to come to Shun Shabu to eat meat.

Qian Sheng seemed to be an old customer, and as soon as he entered the door, he was polite when he saw him from top to bottom in the restaurant, and called "Master Qian" one by one.

Wang Qiang, who listened to it, was even envious.

"Money shopkeeper, have you taken a stake in this restaurant?"

Qian Sheng waved his hand again and again.

"That's not true, their restaurant is close, there are many private rooms, and it happens to be a special food in Beijing, so I often bring some customers to sit here, and I am familiar with it when I come and go."

Not a few years ago, when the antique shop was the hottest, the son of the owner of the restaurant, plunged into the antique shop, thinking about picking up the leak, but was deceived and even the pants were about to be, and in the end I helped to find some back to make up for it, or I am afraid that this restaurant will have to be replaced.

Come on, let's sit down and eat and talk.

Chef Liu, who gave you the back kitchen, said, I have a distinguished guest here today, and he will look at it. ”

As he spoke, Qian Sheng took Lin Yi and Wang Qiang into a private room and sat down, took out a large chrysanthemum tea from his bag, and arranged for the waiter to brew it, and then sat down.

"Money shopkeeper, listen to what you mean, Pan Jiayuan has nothing to pick up now?"

Wang Qiang came up and went straight to the point.

After all, they have just tasted a little sweetness from picking up leaks, and if this business is capable in the future, coupled with Qian Sheng's doorway, it will definitely be a good deal.

Unexpectedly, Qian Sheng waved his hand directly.

"Hey, Master Wang, look at what you asked, what do you mean now, I didn't miss it more than ten years ago.

But there is a section, what we are talking about is a big leak, not those stalls, if you want to say that there is a leak there, I will never raise the bar with you.

What we did with them wasn't a deal at all. ”

When these words came out of other people's mouths, Lin Yi felt that he might be bragging.

But when these words came out of Qian Sheng's mouth, he couldn't help but believe it.

This is the heir of four generations in the Pan Jiayuan, who knows better than him what the situation of the Pan Jiayuan is?

Wang Qiang is still a little unwilling, after all, the 30,000 yuan he just got in his hands was picked up by them.

"Maybe Pan Jiayuan didn't miss it, but what about other places?"

"Yes, there must be, it can only be said to be a small probability event. What are we missing? Isn't it just a poor information? We know this thing, but he doesn't know the goods, so he can pick it up.

But now in this era of information explosion, he doesn't know the goods, but he will check on the Internet, and he will find people to ask, this back and forth, the information gap has been smoothed out, can this still be regarded as a leak? Where is the leak to pick up? ”

After Qian Sheng said this, Lin Yi couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

This kid does have something, and the matter of picking up leaks is indeed very transparent by him.

It seems that the way to make a fortune by picking up leaks in Panjiayuan will not work.

Let's think of something else.

The three of them chatted for a long time, and the waiter came in with a cloisonné pot burning with charcoal.

This is followed by a variety of freshly cut mutton, sesame paste, soy tofu, leek flowers, baked cakes and freshly choked chili peppers, and the aroma of chili oil and sesame paste fills the whole room.

hooked out all the greedy worms in Wang Qiang's stomach.

"Move the chopsticks, you're welcome, you can eat and eat at will, how happy you are."

"Money shopkeeper, then I'm welcome!"

Wang Qiang stood up directly, and the two plates of meat rolls went directly into the pot, rolled them twice, and then filled them with sesame sauce in their mouths.

The food he ate here was tornailous, and Lin Yi and Qian Sheng ate a few bites and chatted again.

Qian Sheng's family, since his grandfather's generation, has been dealing with antiques.

At that time, it was because Mrs. Qian knew kung fu and served as a nurse for a eunuch in the palace in the capital.

These eunuchs have money in their pockets and have nowhere to spend it, so they like to play with antiques in vassalage style, some of which they buy, some of which are honored by other local officials, and those who are rewarded from above.

Mrs. Qian has come into contact with a lot of good things since then.

Later, in time for the great changes, the masters in the Forbidden City were beaten and scurried around like mourning dogs, and these eunuchs secretly took things out of the palace to exchange money.

It is said that at that time, the people who made a living from antiques in the Liuli Factory made a windfall.

Old lady Qian is no exception.

The old eunuch had no descendants, and there were no relatives at home, so he finally closed his eyes and walked away.

If you save this house, the baby will be all cheap, old lady.

At that time, it was time to catch up with the troubled times, which is the so-called prosperous era to play antiques, and to buy gold in troubled times.

Old lady Qian turned all these antiques into cash and took a large family to the south to avoid trouble.

Since then, he has completely embarked on the road of inverted antiques.

When it was time for Grandpa Qian Sheng to be in charge, following the old lady's last wish, the whole family moved back to Shangjing and continued to make a living as antiques.

caught up with the turmoil and was raided, the Qian family gritted their teeth and held on, and continued this business to the present.

Qian Sheng has been helping on his own cabinet since he was a child, and his ancestors have taught him orally from generation to generation, and he has developed a pair of sharp eyes.

The antique appraisal that I learned in college is a science class and a family study, and after graduation, I inherited my father's business in this Panjiayuan.

Don't look at him in his twenties, in the entire Pan Jiayuan, whoever sees it has to respect the "money shopkeeper", nothing else, just admire people's skills.

After so many years in the industry, I have never been blind.

Someone can't get something right, as long as the money shopkeeper looks at it and nods, it can't be wrong.

Listening to his story, Lin Yi felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, they bumped into each other and ran into a true expert!

"It's easy to get angry if you eat too much mutton, so you have to drink chrysanthemum tea, Lin Ye said in front of you that this is a class axe.

But I still have a home remedy here, I usually use this chrysanthemum tea to wash my eyes, and I don't look at things. ”

Qian Sheng was obviously joking, Wang Qiang took it seriously, dipped some chrysanthemum tea on his hands, wiped it on his eyes, and said while wiping it back.

"To be honest, the two of us originally planned to pick up the leak in Panjiayuan today, and listening to what you said just now, this job can't be done."

Hearing this, Qian Sheng frowned, and asked very puzzled:

"No, both of them are masters with arts, so why bother to pick up the leaks?"

Lin Yi and Wang Qiang looked at each other and laughed.

"Do you think that the jar that sold you before was a bright vessel that we poured out of the soil?"

Qian Sheng's face changed instantly.

"Isn't it?"

"That's what we got a few days ago when we picked up leaks in the ghost market in Xijing."

Wang Qiang proudly showed off.

"That's right, there was a man with a Xifu accent who sold it to us."

Lin Yi added.

"Xijing, ghost city, Xifu accent."

Qian Sheng muttered in his mouth, and suddenly slapped his thigh:

"Hey, two masters, but I missed a good opportunity to pick up a big leak!"

(End of chapter)