Fragrant shoes (reprinting is strictly prohibited)

At night, the fat man counted the money one by one under the light, counting it over and over again, but he couldn't count it clearly. It's no wonder that he was confused when I saw so much money for the first time.

The fat man simply stopped counting it, lit a cigarette and said to me while smoking, "Old Hu, what's the point of telling me? You've been smart and confused for a while. How could you say that the money was borrowed, but it's better, and you have to pay the interest from the American girl. I don't think we should withdraw it, withdraw it back to our hometown in the south, so that she will never find it, and she will be anxious to death."

I said, "You are so unprofitable. What's this little money? In the future, I'll take you to pour out a few pieces of licensed goods and exchange them casually, which is enough to pay her back. What we lack now is this little capital. With money, we can not worry about what to eat tomorrow. Only when we have funds can we buy some good equipment. Now we will re-patch and open it separately. Be prepared well. I must pour a big fight."

Together, we found that the ancient tombs hidden in the deep mountains and old forests were not so easy to find. Maybe when can we find them? Although this money is a lot, we are afraid of spending nothing.

Fatty is a business-minded person. He thinks that Big Gold Teeth is good at buying and selling antiques is definitely a profitable industry, especially when sold to foreigners. However, foreigners who often come to China now have also learned a lot and are not easy to cheat, but as long as there are really good things, they don’t have to worry about spending money.

The fat man said: "Old Hu, how about we invest some money to open a store? I bought some antiques and utensils to sell them. Maybe I will save you from fighting after doing it. Although the money is quick, it is really not easy to do it."

I nodded and said, "This idea is really good. Fatty, you are still very smart. Now we have the funds, so we can start from small things and learn some knowledge about antique appraisal."

So I looked for shops everywhere, but there was never a suitable place. Later, I thought I didn’t want to find a shop, so I got some things to set up a street stall in Panjiayuan. The characteristics of Panjiayuan are all kinds of things, both ancient and modern, and all kinds of things, but very expensive Minguo is rare, and they are all traded in private and rarely sold on the market.

At the beginning, we were advised by Dajinya and collected some small items such as basins, bowls, jars, old money, snuff bottles, old pocket watches and so on in the suburbs, and took them back and bought them in the antique market.

Maybe I am not a business dealer in my life, and I have no vision. When I collect things, I take the valuable things as treasures. When I collect the valuable things, I don’t see them accurately. I am selling them as ordinary items. I haven’t made much money, but I have lost a lot of money.

However, when we collected the gadgets, we didn't spend too much money, and losing some money was nothing. We mainly practiced our eyesight and learned more. After staying in Panjiayuan for a long time, we realized that there were too many things in this industry, and it was even more complicated than Feng Shui, and we couldn't learn it overnight.

By the way, it was almost noon this day, and the antique market seemed a little deserted. There were not many people. Fatty Big Gold Teeth and I ran away quickly.

Just as he was playing, someone suddenly came up in front of us, standing in front of our stall, wandering around and not leaving. The fat man thought he was going to see the things, so he asked, "What, Master, what are you looking at?"

The man said hesitantly, "I don't even look at you. Do you accept antiques?"

I looked up and saw that the man who was thirty-six or seven years old, with purple-red skin. He looked like he often did farm work in the sun, dressed in a rustic manner, carrying a broken leather bag and a loess high-platform accent.

I thought to myself that this person could have any antiques. I looked at Da Jinya. Da Jinya was an expert. Although this fellow villager was not very good-looking and was too rustic, he didn't dare to underestimate him. So he winked at me, signaled me to calm him down, and then talked after he got it.

I took out a cigarette and handed it to the fellow villager, lit it for him, and asked him to sit down and talk.

The fellow villager obviously had never seen any world and didn't know much about socializing. He sat on the stool I handed him, holding his broken leather bag tightly, and saying nothing.

I looked at his broken bag and thought that this guy wouldn't be fighting back, it was like he had done something bad or something valuable in his bag. I tried to calm my tone and asked, "Brother, come on, don't be polite, smoke, this is Yunyan, what do you call me?"

The fellow villager said, "Call Li Chunlai." He may not be used to sitting in a stool, so he pushed the stool away and squatted on the ground. When he squatted, he seemed much more relaxed and his smoking movements became more flexible.

Big Goldya and Fatty pretended to continue playing cards. This is the case. There should not be many people when talking. First, this is the rule, and second, it is afraid of scaring the customer away. Generally, people who want to take antiques are more nervous, afraid that they will be targeted and robbed.

I asked while smoking, "So you are the surname Li. Seeing that you are older than me, I call you brother, Brother Chunlai, you just asked us if we collect antiques. Why, do you have a Minggui want to take action?"

Li Chunlai wondered: "What a clear tool?"

When I saw that it was Yicaitou, I asked him directly: "Is there anything antique or something that wants to take action? Can you let me see it?"

Li Chunlai looked around and whispered: "Hungry shoes, how much can you give?"

I was so angry that you wanted to sell your torn shoes. No one was willing to ask for the money he had to pay for. Without saying that, I thought it might not be that simple here, so I asked patiently: "What shoes? Whose shoes?"

Seeing that I was kind and braver, Li Chunlai opened a thin slit of the leather bag and asked me to look inside. I stretched my neck and saw that there were embroidered shoes worn by ancient three-inch golden lotus in Li Chunlai's broken leather bag.

Before I could take a closer look, Li Chunlai quickly pulled up the broken leather bag, as if I took a look at it and the shoe flew away.

I said, "Are you as for it? You took it out and let me see it. I haven't seen it clearly yet. Where did you get this shoe?"

Li Chun said: "Boss, if you want it, just say the price, and don't worry about anything else."

I said, "Brother Chunlai, you have to let me take it in my hand. How to offer the price if I don't see it clearly?" I lowered my voice and said, "Are you afraid that this person is so confused? Otherwise, I would invite you to the restaurant in front to eat mutton stuffed dumplings with whole meatballs. I often go to the dumpling restaurant to discuss business, and it is very quiet. At that time, I think it will be a good thing. We can discuss the price. Do you think it's OK?"

When Li Chunlai heard about eating dumplings made of mutton, he swallowed his saliva: "It's great, let's not dry it under the sun. What's the matter? Let's talk about it after eating sour soup dumplings."
Chapter completed!