Chapter 1738 Prosperity [Two in One]
Unlike the bustle of the first three rooms, the fourth room, which is only for sale but not for sale, is very deserted at the moment. It can even be described as empty.
In the room at this moment, Chu Heng and Yan Muze were sitting behind the counter drinking tea and chatting.
“What a wonderful tea! The leaves are beautiful, the color is dark, and the aroma is fruity and orchid-like. It’s a top quality Qihong! I think I was in Taobele’s house before I was liberated. I drank it once, and after that I have always thought about it, but I didn’t expect that I could use your light to taste it again. No regrets, no regrets!”
Old man Yan shook his head and sighed, as if he had drunk something special. Something like that.
"You have it, right? If you take a sip of tea and water, you will have no regrets in your life? Then your life is really worthless." Until the old guy was trying to flatter him in a roundabout way, Chu Heng shook his head in amusement and threw away a small tea can on the cabinet. past: "Take it if you like to drink it. I still have quite a few."
"Oh, thank you Master Chu for the reward!"
Yan Muze took the tea can with a smile and said exaggeratedly He stood up and gave him a slap in the face.
"Haha, you are just a remnant of feudalism!" Chu Heng laughed again, picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea: "Come on, come on, drink tea."
"Yes!"
Yan Muze stood up, picked up the tea cup, and continued to taste it.
The guy next to me rolled his eyes.
He was originally a younger brother of Wan Xiaotian, named Erxi. When he was selling grain and collecting antiques in the big city, Yan Muze saw that he was quite spiritual, so he accepted him as his apprentice. After the pigeon market opened, He came over with his master and helped with the beating.
“Hey!”
Erxi turned around and looked at the empty shelves, sighing softly. From the opening to now, there were some people in the store, but not all of them He asked a few questions and then left. So far, he has not been able to conclude any business deals. He was so worried that he almost lost all his hair.
But looking at those two people, they were drinking tea and laughing like no one else, as if they didn't care about the business of the store at all.
"Master Chu, Master."
In the end, he couldn't hold it back and asked the two of them: "We haven't received a single transaction so far, why are you two still laughing? How can we get out?”
“What a hurry.”
< br>Yan Muze put down the tea cup leisurely and said: "We collect antiques, jewelry, and gold. The pigeon market just opened today. Who has nothing to do with these things? Just wait, maybe after a while, maybe tomorrow, we men It’s so busy.”
"I'm just bored." Erxi clasped the paint on the container in boredom, yawning endlessly.
“Squeak!”
At this time, Lao Zhang opened the door and walked in. He saw that the shelves in the room were empty, and the only three people there didn’t look like guests. Puzzled, he asked: "Excuse me, what are you selling this house for?"
"We don't sell anything, we collect things, antiques, jewelry, gold bars, etc., as long as they are valuable things, we collect them." ." Erxi said lazily.
"Oh, excuse me." Lao Zhang nodded clearly, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the door behind him was pushed open, and a man wearing a mask on his face and a mask on his nose The man with gold-rimmed glasses walked in, holding a bulging bundle in his arms.
Seeing this, Lao Zhang immediately understood that this man was here to buy something, so he stopped and stood at the door, wanting to see what he was selling and how much he could sell it for.
Under his gaze, the man with glasses quickly came to Chu Heng and the others, put the baggage in his hands on the counter, and politely cupped his hands: "Can you please help me?"
< br>"You're welcome."
Yan Muze stood up with a smile and clasped his hands, carefully unpacking the baggage little by little. Erxi also came over with a lantern to illuminate it for him.
Soon, the old man opened the three-layered baggage on the cabinet, revealing a large pastel plate inside.
The opening of the plate is not large, but the production level of the shallow arc belly has reached its peak state. Especially the feet and the bottom of the entire plate are very clean and beautiful. The whole plate is decorated with pastel branches and flowers on the white glaze ground. , with the six-character seal script "Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty" written in blue and white characters at the bottom, it is neat and comfortable.
You don’t need to look closely at this. You can tell at a glance that this thing is the Qianlong official kiln with a wide opening.
“The stuff is pretty good.” Yan Muze nodded with a smile, put the stuff down, then extended his hand to the man and turned it up and down: “I can give you this number.”
“Less. ." The man frowned, bargained with him, and finally settled for eleven and a half dollars.
Then he took out a small jingling bundle from his arms and put it on the cabinet, saying, "There are still a few small yellow croakers here. How many do you think you can give me?"
"Yellow croaker is seventy-two and one tael. If you think it's right, I'll inspect the goods." Yan Muze didn't rush to take a look, but quoted a price first, lest the other party disagreed and his work was in vain.
"Seventy-two? What you gave is too low! The bank charged two hundred and four!" The man said very dissatisfied after hearing this.
The old man looked at him with a smile and leaned on the counter: "You also know that is the price charged by the bank, but I am not a bank. If you think the price is less, why not go to the bank? Come on.”
"If I can go, can I still get this?" The man muttered, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said: "Sure, it's sold, you can inspect the goods."
"Okay. ”
Yan Muze turned to his apprentice and ordered: "Go get this guy."
"Oh." Erxi wiped himself and found a small scale for weighing gold and a pair of big scissors. He quickly opened the small bag and took it out. Two small yellow croakers were cut open one by one with scissors. After checking the quality, they were weighed.
After Yan Muze took a look at the weight, he fiddled with the abacus skillfully a few times, and then said: "A total of four liang, six cents and five cents, three hundred and thirty-four yuan and eight cents, I will give you the whole sum, three hundred Thirty-five, okay?”
“Yes.” The man nodded happily.
“Including the previous large pastel plate, the total is three hundred and forty-six yuan and fifty cents.”
Yan Muze immediately took out the money box, took out a wad of money and put it on the counter. The man quickly picked it up and counted it. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he turned and went straight to Du San's house to buy meat.
Lao Zhang was stunned when he witnessed all this.
What kind of plate costs more than ten yuan a piece!
Then his thoughts immediately became vivid and he wanted to ask what was going on. If he had dozens of such plates at home, wouldn't he be able to buy a watch?
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to step forward, someone came in at the door again. This time the person was holding calligraphy and paintings. When Yan Muze read the authenticity and was negotiating the price, several more people came in one after another from outside the door. Personally, even Chu Heng couldn't sit still anymore. He quickly got up and followed him to inspect and receive the goods.
The two of them were busy until three o'clock, when a gong suddenly sounded in the market.
"Dang~"
The sound was clear and melodious, and it reached the ears of all the vendors in the venue in an instant.
"The stall is closed, the stall is closed!"
Whether there are customers or no customers, the vendors stood up in unison and began to pack away the things on the stalls.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm picking them right now!"
In front of an egg stall, a customer who was picking eggs frowned and said to the stall owner.
"I'm sorry, Sir, it's time to close the market. If you want to buy something early tomorrow, you won't be able to buy it today." The stall owner said while loading eggs into the basket behind him.
"Hey, this is the first time I've seen someone not doing business. You're really interesting. Can you wait a minute or two for me to finish buying?" The guest was amused.
"I do think so, but Third Master has rules. Open the market with one gong and close the stall with two gongs. It doesn't matter one second earlier or one second later. Otherwise, don't come here in the future." The stall owner. After loading the items three times, I picked up the order and left together with an old acquaintance who was selling second-hand clothes while walking and chatting.
"How are you today?"
"It's pretty good. I've earned 30% more than before and I'm still rich. How about you?"
"I'm about the same, earning more than four yuan." "Then are you coming tomorrow?"
"Come on, Third Master, this is safe and profitable, no fool would come."
"Let's meet tomorrow."
As they spoke, the two of them disappeared into the crowd.
At the same time, a similar scene was happening in Chu Heng’s cultural relics store.
Hearing the sound of the gong, Yan Muche hurriedly handed five yuan to an old man in front of him, and then handed over his hands to the six or seven people waiting in line to sell goods behind him: "I'm sorry, everyone, today That's all, you guys will come back tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I brought the things all the way."
"That's right, no matter how urgent it is, it won't take less than this moment."
"Sir, if you are a little tired, just accept me. The family is waiting for the money."
Everyone They refused to leave and started shouting.
“Why are you making such a fuss!”
At this time, Han Xu with a fierce look pushed the door open and walked in. He frowned and scolded: “I didn’t know that Third Master has a rule that no business will be done after three o’clock. What are you doing? Come back tomorrow if you want to sell something!”
Seeing the left and right arms under Master Du San's hands, everyone immediately calmed down and reluctantly took the things they had brought and left.
After watching the excitement for a long time, Lao Zhang still didn't move at the door. After everyone left, he hurriedly stepped forward. When he was about to ask, Han Xu grabbed his collar and said, He scolded: "You are deaf and you are still here? Leave quickly, leave quickly!"
"Hey, I don't sell anything, I just want to ask a few questions." Lao Zhang hurriedly explained.
"Han Xu, let go." Chu Heng yelled at Han Xu to stop him. Then he looked at Lao Zhang, who had been paying attention to him for a long time, and asked: "Master, you have been standing there watching the excitement for a long time. Is there something wrong? What’s the matter?”
Lao Zhang was busy carrying the purchases. The object came forward, hunched over, with a smile on his face, and said: "Hey, comrade, I just want to ask what can be called an antique. I saw that someone just sold a vase for four Ten, why is it so valuable?”
"How can I tell you."
Chu Heng pondered for a moment and said: "This doorway is too deep and too detailed for me to talk to you. Just remember that as long as it is something that is old, Just antiques, the longer they last, the more valuable they are.”
“I understand, thank you.” Lao Zhang nodded thoughtfully, while thinking about the old things at home, he walked out.
After Han Xu stared at him and left, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master Chu, everyone has been busy for most of the night and are all hungry. The third master brought out some mutton and planned to treat everyone to eat. Let’s have some hotpot mutton. How many of you will you please? Let’s take a look.”
“Okay, I’ll go there after a while.” Chu Heng agreed happily, then looked at Han Xu’s eyes and asked with concern: “How are your eyes recovering? ”
"It's been done a long time ago. Now let's hit wherever we point!" Han Xu raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers and tapped his eyes, then pointed to the opposite side, grinning.
"That's good." Chu Heng nodded with a smile and asked: "How is the subject's situation? Do you have any records? Do you need me to ask your sister-in-law to give you a few looks?"
“No, no, no,” Han Xu said proudly, “I have no problem with my eyes now. Last week, I found a connection to be transferred to the Second Garment Factory as a team leader. Now, There are a lot of girls who want to be friends with me, and I have to pick and choose!”
“I believe this.” Old Man Yan smiled and stroked his beard: “After Xiao Han’s eyes healed, He is also a handsome young man, and he has to work hard and be capable. What girl can't be tempted by him?"
"That's right." Han Xu chuckled.
"You kid, you said you were fat and you still breathed." Chu Heng punched him with a smile on his face, and then several people said some pleasantries before Han Xu wiped himself away and left.
After he left, Chu Heng and Old Man Yan took inventory again.
After a while, Chu Heng picked out three pretty good boutique antiques from many things, an antique silver ring inlaid with opal and a few gold bars, wrapped them up, and then pointed at some other not-so-good antiques. The precious object told Erxi: "Go to Zheng Jun and ask him to call a few people to send the rest to the warehouse."
"Oh."
Erxi hurriedly ran out of the house.
"Master Chu." Yan Muze, who was sitting to take a breath, lowered his sore waist and said with a grimace: "Looking at today's situation, there will definitely be more people tomorrow. You have to find someone else to help, otherwise I am an old man. This guy can’t stand it.”< br>
"Haha, don't you tell me that I have this plan too." Chu Heng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will bring him over tomorrow."
"That's good, then That's good." The old man breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the two of them sat together and smoked a cigarette. Erxi called Zheng Jun over. The two brothers led a few young men and moved the things that Chu Heng and the others collected after two trips. .
Immediately, Chu Heng and Old Yan came out of the house and went to Du San's butcher shop.
At this time, people like Wan Xiaotian and Cen Hao were gathering here. A kettle was placed on the briquette stove in the center of the room, and a table was set up next to it, with plates of freshly sliced frozen mutton and meat on it. Some dipping sauces, and a few guys are still cutting meat on the cutting board on the other side.
"Master Chu, Master Yan, sit here, sit here."
Seeing the two people coming, Du San quickly stood up and gave up his seat: "The conditions are simple, let's make do with the kettle and eat first. Wait, I'm going to make a pot tomorrow , we are the only ones in this room, I will let the remaining brothers go to other rooms."
"Haha, it seems that Boss Du has made a lot of money today, so generous." Chu Heng looked at it. Erlang's legs, he joked with a smile.
"Hehe, let me tell you, I really made a lot of money." Du San rubbed his hands, instantly smiled into a flower, and said excitedly: "Today we sold a total of 2,500 yuan It costs more than 2,200 yuan!”
"The money we make in one day is more than what we make in a month." An Rongyuan also smiled happily.
"Master Chu." Peng An came forward at this time, bowing his burly figure, and asked carefully: "Do we want to give Zou Guo's share?"
"Ask It's all nonsense. Didn't Peng Guo get a share when we first negotiated the share? He's just been raped, and he's not dead. Do you want to give it to him? Heng glared at him, and then glanced at An Rongyuan and the others: "What's wrong? Are you idiots still thinking about this money?"
"No, no, we are not such disrespectful people. A man of loyalty. "
"Besides, the money is enough to spend now. Why do we care about him? "
"That's right."
A few people hurriedly waved their hands in denial.
"It's good to know." Chu Heng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Cen Hao: "How are you doing there?"
"Generally, I only earn more than two hundred, which is comparable to them. No." Cen Hao shrugged, not very satisfied.
"You can't compete with them. Including me, I have to share their money among eight people. An Rongyuan doesn't make as much as you." Chu Heng said angrily.
"That's it, then it's okay." A satisfied smile appeared on Cen Hao's face. He was not afraid of earning the least, but he was afraid of earning less than others.
“What about you?” Chu Heng looked at Wan Xiaotian again.
"Not much, we only have one thousand and one, and I am the poorest."
Wan Xiaotian sighed, he only got 10% of his one thousand and one, so he earned the least. of.
Yan Muze's face twitched.
Oh shit!
Everyone is a different person.
You can earn as much as three months’ salary in one day. Are you still crying about poverty?