He ate a bowl of noodles by the roadside.
Shen Yi entered Ningjiang Antique Market and started to sign in.
As a first-tier city, Ningjiang City had a mature antique market.
The stalls were lined up on both sides of the street.
There were porcelain stalls, bronze stalls, wooden stalls, calligraphy stalls, jade stalls, and so on.
It was a scene of a sea of people.
Among them, the wooden stall area was relatively lively.
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They arrived near the wooden stall area.
Looking at the system's sign-in interface, Shen Yi was looking forward to the arrival of the mission reward.
At this moment, an argument came from a wooden stall beside him.
Shen Yi turned around and saw an uncle in a gray tunic suit arguing with the stall owner.
"Boss, why don't you let me buy this yellow rosewood pen holder?”
"Mr. Fang, you're also a regular customer. I don't want to compete with you, but someone has already taken a fancy to this brush holder.”
"How much is he offering?"
"Three hundred thousand."
"Then can I offer 320,000?"
"No, no, I have rules in my business. How can I resell other people's goods?”
"So, you're not giving me face?”
Fang Honggang rubbed his chin and revealed an unhappy expression.
The two old friends beside him hurriedly pulled Fang Honggang's arm to dissuade him.
"Forget it, Old Fang. There are so many stalls in the woodware section. Are you afraid that you can't find good goods? There's no need to embarrass them.”
"That's right, Old Fang. We're just playing around. If we ruin their reputation, how can we survive in the market in the future?”
The two old friends were tall and thin.
The tall one was called Zhong Jianguo, the boss of a real estate company.
The skinny one was called Liu Yuanshan, the boss of a cultural company.
Like Fang Honggang, his two old friends had already retired and handed over the business to their children.
Therefore, the three of them often gathered together to talk about antiques. When they were free, they would also come to the market to buy a few small toys.
He enjoyed a very leisurely retirement life.
"Forget it? Old Liu, Old Zhong, you don't understand. This is the work of a famous craftsman. I probably didn't give him a price.”
"He dared to display it because he wanted to sell it for a high price.”
"If I don't make a move today, I'll buy this treasure for someone else.”
Fang Honggang glanced at the bright yellow rosewood pen holder carved with cursive script on the table and said with great insight.
"Old Liu, is this really good stuff?" Zhong Jianguo's eyesight was a little bad. He looked at Liu Yuanshan, who was considered a half-professional beside him.
"I saw it. It's indeed made of yellow rosewood. It's also the carving technique and handwriting of Master Zhu Yongtai from the Qing Dynasty.”Liu Yuan Shan nodded.
"You see, Old Liu said the same thing, so I have to get it no matter how much money I spend.”
Fang Honggang was even more confident after getting confirmation from his old friend.
He raised his head and looked at the angry stall owner.
"Add 80,000, I'll offer 400,000!"
"The things I bought in this antique street are worth a few million. I don't care about this small amount of money.”
"Boss Li, just say something.”
What the hell!
400,000 for a pen holder?
This brother was really rich.
The onlookers exclaimed in surprise and revealed envious expressions.
Interesting!
Interesting.
He did not expect to see a good show today.
Shen Yi stood at the side and watched.
Because he didn't know anything about wood, he naturally couldn't express any opinions.
However, as a salesperson, he felt that this matter was not that simple.
As the saying goes, good goods don't keep people, and if people keep people, there won't be good goods.
Just like when he recommended products to his customers, the good things were directly pushed to the regular customers.
The remaining defective goods were left for the individual customers who called to ask for goods.
Therefore, seeing that the shop owner could sell the yellow rosewood pen holder openly, he must have other plans.
After all, these antique owners were very shrewd. How could ordinary people pick up the scraps?
What a joke!
The stall owner Li Gui frowned and said unhappily,"No, no, no matter how much money you give, it won't do.”
"500,000!" Fang Honggang bid again.”
Li Gui continued to shake his head.
"Eight hundred thousand! With Zhu Yongtai's reputation, this price is the highest. Li Gui, don't be too greedy.”
Fang Honggang made his last bid and even gave a dignified stance.
If Li Gui still didn't give him face, he wouldn't take care of Li Gui's business in the future.
Losing such a big customer like him, Li Gui should be at a loss.
"Heavens! Eight hundred thousand! Did you guys see that? That's really a sky-high price.”
"That's right, Master Zhu is worth the price.”
"Sigh! If I had the money, I would buy it too. This kind of treasure is indeed a good collectible.”
The surrounding crowd began to discuss softly.
Fang Honggang did not care about this.
It didn't matter how much money he had!
After all, sometimes money couldn't buy what one liked.
"Boss Li, sell it. You know the consequences of offending Old Fang.”Seeing that his old friend wanted it so badly, Liu Yuan Shan also chimed in.
"That's right, Boss Li. Old Fang is a big buyer after all.”Zhong Jianguo echoed.
Li Gui's expression suddenly changed and he quickly nodded.
"Yes, you two are right."
"Since the three of you think so highly of me, how can I refuse?”
"Eight hundred thousand! Let's make it eight hundred thousand then, Mr. Fang. I'll do you a favor. I'll settle the buyer over there.”
Haha!
The boss was quite sensible.
Fang Honggang smiled proudly." Boss Li, if you had agreed earlier, you wouldn't have wasted so much time. Check or transfer?"”
"Transfer the money. You know how checks are.”Li Gui took out his phone and handed over his bank account number.
"You're really a shrewd businessman!"
Fang Honggang teased, causing Li Gui to laugh foolishly.
However, just as Fang Hong was about to log into his mobile phone bank and transfer the money to Li Gui.
An ear-piercing voice that was neither too loud nor too soft came from behind the crowd.
"Marketing, it's definitely hunger marketing.”
"I didn't expect that in this day and age, there would still be people who believe in such ordinary sales techniques.”
"It's not a loss to be a sucker!"
As soon as he said this, everyone present could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
Hungry marketing?
And he even scolded a sucker?
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.
Finally, Shen Yi's handsome smile appeared in their eyes.
Damn it!
So it was a brat who was still wet behind the ears.
He thought that it was some old expert.
Everyone looked at Shen Yi with displeasure.
What did this kid mean?
Scolding me for being a sucker?
Fang Honggang's face darkened. He immediately stopped the transfer and stared at Shen Yi.
"Young man, what do you mean?”
Today, the fifth chapter was finally updated. The headline was written. Old buddy, I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow, I'll see if I can write another chapter while I'm at work. I'll kneel again and beg for a wave of data.
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