Chapter 1204 Ben Shaming
The Friendship Store was the only foreign-related store in Forty-Nine City after the founding of New China. It was once hailed as a "civilian diplomat" by the boss, and built a rainbow bridge connecting the world.
It is a "holy place" in the memory of many old Sijiucheng people, and is a window for ordinary citizens to peek into the world of commodities.
In the current market, there is a lack of supplies and a single variety. People have to pay for all kinds of things with tickets, and the Friendship Store is a special existence.
The products we sell are all kinds of fashionable and cutting-edge goods that are not seen in the market. Many of the products are specially supplied, such as luncheon meat from Shanghai Merlin, double-sided embroidery from Suzhou, bicycles and watches that the Chinese people are eager to import. Home appliances, whiskey, Marlboro, and even gold and silver jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings.
There are tens of thousands of categories!
And there are no tickets required. As long as you have foreign currency and are foreign guests and relevant foreign affairs personnel, you can go in and shop.
“Tu tu tu tu!”
Chu Heng slowly stopped the car next to a white Ford sedan, and then the three of them got out of the car talking and laughing.
“Should we go directly to buy fabrics, or go shopping?”
Avima asked them as she walked towards the gate.
"Let's take a stroll. Speaking of which, this is my first time here." Chu Heng looked up at the elegant and solemn building in front of him, and took a few steps to the door.
As soon as he approached, the old man at the door raised his arm to stop him, and said with a smile: "Comrade, please show me your ID."
Chu Heng frowned and said With a disgusted face, he took out the work permit of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs from his pocket and handed it to him, returning the favor. Qi said: "I'm tired."
The old man took it casually, glanced at it and handed it back in a routine manner. It was not because he was not serious about his work, but because there were two foreigners following Chu Heng. If you want to get away with a fake certificate, you can't ask a foreigner to act with you.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chu Heng nodded to him after taking back his ID, and stepped into the brown glass door. Avima and his wife naturally stayed by his side, with him taking the lead.
Arriving inside the building, Chu Heng stood at the door and glanced around.
The floor in the hall on the first floor is paved with yellow terrazzo, and gray curtains are hung on the windows, blocking the sunlight and blocking many prying eyes.
Going inside are counters one after another, filled with a dazzling array of products, all of which are rare nowadays, which is really dizzying.
There were not many customers at this time, only a dozen or so foreigners lingering between the counters, and from time to time they would consult the salesperson behind the counter who spoke a less fluent foreign language.
After Chu Heng and the others walked around the first floor, they saw nothing worth paying attention to, so they turned around and followed the stairs to the second floor.
Now Chu Heng couldn’t move his eyes.
There are many antique calligraphy and paintings on some counters on the second floor, including some rare treasures.
So much so that he had to stop in front of every antique counter for a while before leaving.
Anna and Ivyma walked with him for a while, but when they saw that Ya was still busy, they left him behind and ran to the jewelry counter.
This went on for a while.
Chu Heng hasn’t even walked out of the antique counters yet.
At this time, he was looking at a picture of a lady from Wang Juzheng of the Song Dynasty, feeling a sense of regret and helplessness in his heart.
Such a good thing is actually put out for foreign exchange!
And it’s so cheap!
What's the difference between this and Ni Yinghong burning a kang with huanghuali? !
Now he really wants to find the person in charge, discuss with him, and quickly take back these treasures, and he will take care of the foreign exchange matters!
Unfortunately, he doesn’t have the courage and cannot reach such a high level.
Chu Heng sighed distressedly, pointed at the picture of a lady, and said to a young man with acne next to him: "Put this on for me, and we will take it away together later. ."
"Oh, okay." The young man looked at him with a strange expression and quickly laid the scroll on the counter.
I have bought more than ten items from this product, and except for asking about the price of the first two items, I didn’t ask about the other items after that. I just packed them up after seeing them.
Like the silly son of a landlord.
Is Chu Heng stupid?
Obviously not stupid.
He didn't ask the price because it was pointless. Once he saw something and liked it, didn't he have to buy it no matter how much it cost?
What’s the use of asking?
Ignoring the strange look from the young man, Chu Heng turned around and walked away, his waist a little sore from sticking out for too long.
“Gensuk!”
At this moment, a blond, blue-eyed, middle-aged man suddenly came to him. It was Adolf, the French counselor. He warmly extended his hand to Chu Heng. : "Long time no see, my friend, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's such a surprising day."
"Haha, long time no see, Adolf." Chu Heng was stunned for a moment, pretending to be surprised, shook hands with him vigorously, and then stood by the counter and started chatting.
After a while, Adolf's wife Camille came over from a short distance away, holding a porcelain plate in her hand, and asked him: "Dear, what do you think of this? "
While speaking, she also noticed the handsome man next to her husband who seemed to have been sprayed with aphrodisiac, and then her blue eyes couldn't be moved away, staring straight at him.
Chu Heng didn't care about this. He glanced at the porcelain plate and saw at a glance that it was an official kiln from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, and then he began to feel distressed.
Adolf, however, was an idiot. He turned around and looked at the plate for a few times, then shook his head and said, "This is no good. I don't like its pattern and color."
This is the first time I heard that when buying antiques, you should look at the color and pattern...
Chu Heng vomited in his heart and asked curiously: "Do you like our antiques very much? Adolf."
"I think you may have misunderstood. In fact, we don't like these things very much. We just buy them for friends." Camille answered first at this time.
"Yes, I have a good friend named Benshamin. He loves Chinese porcelain. He entrusted us to buy some for him to take back." Adolf smiled and nodded.
“Benzamin?”
Chu Heng frowned when he heard the name, feeling that it sounded familiar. Then he recalled it for a moment. It seemed that there was a Frenchman with this name in the list of foreign collectors that Anna gave him, so he tentatively asked. He said: "Is it the collector named Benshamin René Abel?"
"Oh? You actually know him?"
Adolf looked over in surprise.
“I’ve heard people talk about it.” Chu Heng’s eyes flickered and he smiled: “Oh, I told you, actually I also like to collect antiques, so I know some collectors well. "
"That's great!" Adolf begged him with a face of surprise: "Genshuo, can you help me choose? How to understand.”
"I'm happy to help." Chu Heng agreed happily.
"Adolf." Camille suddenly spoke at this moment. She stared greedily at Chu Heng's handsome face and slender and strong body and said to her husband: "I think you are very rude. Until now, you You haven’t introduced me to your friend yet.”
“Look at me!”
Adolf slapped his forehead and introduced them to each other apologetically.
(End of this chapter)