After walking around the store, Zhang went to sit down at the coffee table, and Yang Xiaohuan immediately made a cup of tea for everyone, and then obediently stepped aside. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ge Hong said with a smile: "Boss, everything is ready now, the antique shop can open at any time, or you can choose an auspicious day for the zodiac." ”

Qian Fat shook his head and said, "Uncle Ge, I just took a look, and there are few things in our store that I can get my hands on, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to open like this, right?"

Indeed, most of the objects in Gu Bao Zhai are left by Uncle Ying, and more than 99% of them are modern handicrafts. Of course, there are indeed two old objects, a Jiaqing Laokeng inkstone, and a Falangcai snuff bottle in the Qianlong period, which add up to 60,000 or 70,000 yuan.

Ge Hong said disapprerovingly: "There's nothing wrong with it, everyone is doing this antique business." You see those tourists and foreigners on the street, how many of them are knowledgeable, and they don't buy antiques for investment, but just to make them fresh. Antique shops are mainly making money from these kinds of people!"

Now is not the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, so I will casually walk around the countryside, and maybe I can collect a few old goods. Not anymore, the good things have been fished out, and the genuine products collected by others are not easy to sell, resulting in fewer and fewer genuine products circulating on the market. Take the 800-meter-long street of Liulichang as an example, most of the shops that do antique business, few of them are genuine, so this antique business is a modern handicraft business. Of course, those well-known time-honored brands do have some heavy weapons to suppress the store's position, but the number will not be too much.

Zhang Quyi frowned, if it was just a small fight and made a few "pocket money", it would be okay according to Uncle Ge's business methods, but Zhang Quyi was not here, either he didn't do it, and if he wanted to do it, he would do it big.

"Uncle Ge, it is precisely because everyone else is doing that we have to do the opposite, otherwise how to stand out, in the future, our antique shop will take the route of genuine products, and make a name for itself, so as not to worry about no big customers coming to the door. ”

Qian Fatzi smiled and said: "Brother, let's think about it together, of course, we also do the business of those tourists and foreigners, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat." ”

"Alas, young people are young people after all, there will always be some unrealistic, ambitious ideas, even the little master is an exception, well, you have to pay some tuition to learn well!" Ge Hong secretly shook his head and sighed, but said: "Of course, it is good to be able to take the route of genuine products, but it is difficult to find genuine products, and old objects are not easy to buy casually." ”

Zhang Qu nodded and said: "This is indeed a problem, but you don't need too many genuine products to open in the early stage, there are ten or eight pieces of town yards, well, I have a purple clay pot from the Ming Dynasty, and the broken gong of the Tang Dynasty can be used for emergency purposes first." Ge Hong, you are a local, see if there is a way to get some real products. ”

Ge Hong frowned and said: "Several colleagues I know do have some old goods in their hands, but they will not sell easily, and the asking price must be very high......"

Ge Hong hesitated for a moment, and continued: "I do know that a place where you can get genuine old objects, and it is a few percent lower than the market, but ...... It's not easy to get into!"

Zhang Quyi's heart moved slightly and asked, "What place?"

Ge Hong glanced left and right, leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Black market!"

Qian Fatman's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "There is still a black market?"

"Shhhh

Qian Fat Man sneered, lowered his voice and said: "I also heard the master mention the black market before, but Ben Fat almost searched through all the antique markets in the capital and didn't find it. ”

Ge Hong pouted and said: "Little fat man, if you can find it, it won't be called a black market, not to mention outsiders, even authentic old Beijing people, few people know, and if there is no acquaintance who knows the roots, your family will not let you in." ”

Zhang Quyi asked, "Uncle Ge, do you have a way?"

Ge Hong said a little embarrassed: "Boss, if I had a way, I wouldn't have to set up a stall in Panjiayuan, just go to the black market to buy some goods, and I can make a lot of money by changing hands." ”

Qian Fatzi rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Ge, there's no way for you to carry a yarn!"

Ge Hong's old face was slightly embarrassed, and he said: "Although I have no way, I know where the black market trading place is, and I also know the person in charge of the gatekeeper, but I don't have any friendship." If I let out this old face, that person might make an exception. ”

"Uncle Ge, even if you try, it doesn't matter if you succeed or not, if you need to give gifts and favors, you can do it yourself, just report the public account when you arrive. ”

Ge Hong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go find that person later." ”

The three of them discussed some details about the opening of the antique shop, and Zhang Quyi left alone, because he had to have classes in the afternoon, while Qian Dai stayed in the antique shop to help.

......

After school in the afternoon, Zhang Quyi and Jiang Ying were eating in the cafeteria, the latter was obviously a little absent-minded, holding chopsticks and unconsciously fiddling with the food, and looking at someone who was gobbling up on the other side with beautiful eyes.

"Just know how to eat, foodie!" Jiang Ying raised her chopsticks and made a gesture to knock over.

Zhang Quyi said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, what are you doing here? Don't think about tea and dinner, don't you look at which little white face, right? Report your name and address, I'll beat people!"

Jiang Ying snorted and said angrily: "It's not serious!"

But her heart is sweet, the last time in the Miaoqu Tea Garden, Hao Long made an appointment to meet Zhang Quyi, she had already learned from Chu Nan's mouth, according to the reliable information peeping at her best friend, this guy seems to have really beaten people!

Zhang Quyi stretched out his hand and scratched Jiang Yingqiong's nose, and said solemnly: "Say, what is the matter?"

Jiang Yingqiao's face was slightly red and said: "The sixteenth day of the lunar calendar next month is my grandfather's seventy-sixth birthday......

Zhang Qu smiled and said, "Oh, I understand, let's celebrate his old man's birthday together, what is the old man's preference?" ”

Jiang Ying's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and blurted out: "Grandpa likes calligraphy more!"

Jiang Ying has always been worried that the family will not accept Zhang Quyi, so she wants to take advantage of the old man's birthday this time, take Zhang Qu home and make a familiar face, and by the way, please the old man.

Zhang Quyi snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Come on, in the past few days, I will go to get a thin gold script written by Song Huizong, and promise to coax the old man to see his teeth and eyes." ”

"You just brag!" Jiang Ying couldn't help laughing, and suddenly said with some embarrassment: "When the time comes...... My dad will be there, too!"

Zhang Quyi gasped and said weakly: "That...... Won't you go?"

"You dare!" Jiang Ying bit her lip and raised her chopsticks.

"Okay, I don't see my father-in-law, I stole a little padded jacket. Daughter-in-law, does your dad beat someone?"

"Poof!"

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