Fatty is also interesting. He used to scoff at these rules when he didn't have the rules.
It's different now. Ever since my sister-in-law gave him the golden charm, I have been wearing it on my chest every day, as if I was afraid that others wouldn't see it.
Cuimingxuan did not accept outsiders today, and they were stopped as soon as they entered.
Fortunately, the waiter knew Fatty Wang, but he couldn't decide whether Zhang Ruisong could be let in.
Manager Liu of Cuimingxuan heard what they were saying and came over to take a look. When he saw it was Fatty Wang, he immediately smiled and said hello, "Fat Master, why are you late today?"
The goods will be shipped out in 10 minutes. Are you...? "
The fat man smiled heartily, "Old Liu, I'm going to bring you a distinguished guest today, a first-class rich man.
If you serve him well, you will have enough food even if your place is closed for the next year. "
Manager Liu hurriedly made a fuss and complained with a wry smile on his face, "Fat Master, I'd rather not curse me!
If I really don’t open for a year, Mr. Wu can chop me up alive!
You also know the rules here. In internal trade fairs, the most important thing is the word internal.
This friend of yours can’t just be rich. With all due respect, this guy doesn’t smell like dirt. In terms of his status..."
Zhang Ruisong blinked his big eyes in confusion and asked the fat man, "Does it mean that only those who have been to the ground can participate in buying goods?
I've been in the field, professional, from a college degree! "
Fatty didn't know if my sister-in-law's father had ever been in the field, but her family had been doing this for generations, and her father should be no exception.
The fat man patted his chest and confirmed, but Manager Liu was not convinced.
The main reason is that Fatty Wang is notorious for bragging, so his words can only be listened to at a 60% discount.
Zhang Ruisong is pretty and has a tender face. Even if he is a young master and a college student, it would not be inappropriate for him, but no one would believe him if he is a local master.
Manager Liu politely hugged Zhang Ruisong and said, "I'm sorry, Sir, we are a very particular place here, and everyone who can come here has status.
You said you have been to the earth, so are you a southerner or a northerner?
If the Southern sect cannot circumvent the Nine Gates, you have to continue the genealogy.
If you are from the northern sect, you need to have a seal from the Heavenly Official to touch gold, so you must have a certificate, right?
Who can't just say this? Cuimingxuan has to be responsible for the guests who participate in the auction! "
Zhang Ruisong suddenly realized, "You just need me to prove my identity, right? Can you think of this?"
As Zhang Ruisong spoke, he handed over his right hand. One hand was white and clean, with fine skin and tender flesh, but the index finger and middle finger were a lot longer.
Manager Liu suddenly exclaimed, "Faqiuzhi!"
Then he immediately bowed respectfully and said, "I'm sorry. I'm a young man who doesn't know much about Mount Tai. Please invite the distinguished guest inside."
The fat man grabbed Manager Liu's neck and said, "Fat Master told you that he was an honored guest and you still don't believe it.
My friend has been practicing this Kung Fu since he was a child. It is passed down from his ancestors and is hard to find in our industry. "
"Yes, yes," Manager Liu quickly laughed, "Fat Master, you have a bright future!
May I ask what this young man’s name is? "
"surname Zhang"
Your surname is Zhang?
Manager Liu was moved in his heart. He was handsome, had hair, and his surname was Zhang. He came here with Fatty Wang. This couldn't be Zhang, who was mute, right?
I heard that the mute Zhang Xi, whose words are like gold, doesn't speak much. This one seems to be quite talkative.
Although he had doubts, Manager Liu didn't dare to ask any more questions and just shouted "Master Zhang" one after another.
After they were brought into the venue, they quietly left and went to report to Xue Wu.
Xue Wu was very surprised when he heard that the mute Zhang had come. He had never participated in any transactions, so how could he come to his small market out of nowhere?
It happened that the time for the trade fair was also here, so he didn't go in directly, but secretly peeked in at the door.
Then he gave Lao Liu a big dick and said, "I'm so dumb, I thought I had a magic weapon here!"
Lao Liu looked confused, "Isn't it dumb Zhang? I think the features are quite similar!"
"Like your uncle!" Xue Wu rolled his eyes at him angrily, "The mute's face was so cold that he usually didn't even have an expression.
Look at this again. His face is smiling like a sunflower, and his little mouth is chattering non-stop. Can such a person be given the nickname of a mute? "
Lao Liu secretly cursed the bad luck, thinking that their batch of goods had some kind of backbone to attract the gods, and their feelings were just parallel imports.
Since Brother Duandou is not here, there is no need to worry about it. There are many big businessmen attending the meeting, and Fatty Wang's status is not worth their trouble to greet.
Xue Wu and Manager Liu ignored those little people, and after chatting with a few big businessmen who could afford the price, they asked the waiters to bring in all the hot goods.
The venue was in Xue Wu's backyard. It was quite open, with more than a dozen large boxes placed on the flat concrete floor.
On a long stone table in the middle, waiters were placing some exquisite small items on it for everyone to appreciate.
Fatty is not as good as Wu Xie in appreciating antiques, but he is particularly sensitive to earthy smells.
As soon as I heard it, I knew that this batch of goods was unearthed no more than 10 days ago and was definitely a first-hand source.
He can't, but he can use his strength.
Based on my brother's skills in antique appreciation, his uncle Zhang is definitely an expert among experts.
My sister-in-law has a lot of good things from Qiongqi. I guess Uncle Zhang doesn't like these things, so I just help him pick a few pieces to put in the shop.
Zhang Ruisong naturally wouldn't refuse. It was just a matter of picking a few antiques, and it didn't take much trouble.
However, the man was not allowed to follow him in the backyard. He didn't know much about the current prices, so he could only tell Fatty how precious this thing was.
Fine small items were placed on the stone table, and some that Xue Wu thought were ordinary were placed in a dozen piles on the ground.
Both large and small, good and bad, estimated to be sold in piles.
The fat man couldn't afford the gilt and treasure-embedded porcelain and ancient jade on the long table, so he pulled Zhang Ruisong through the piles of small items.
These piles are all priced at the same price, a pile of 300,000 yuan, a pile of more than a dozen pieces, and a pile of thirty or forty pieces.
From these things, we can see how unscrupulous the southern style of sand washing is.
The Zhang family always only takes the most exquisite, valuable and meaningful things from the tomb owner's coffin, and usually doesn't touch the ordinary ones at all.
But Xue Wu's trip was good. There were knockers, candlesticks, incense, stoves, offerings, and everything on the table. It was estimated that when they came out, the bucket was all in pieces.
Although old objects are valuable, those who can participate in internal trade fairs have some background. It would be a joke to bring some rags back.
Zhang Ruisong thinks this kind of heap selling is quite interesting. There is no need to bargain, it just depends on who has good eyesight and can pick out the most valuable pile.
He was very confident in this aspect. After walking around, he pointed to a small pile of twenty-four pieces and asked the fat man to buy it.
The fat man listened to the advice and immediately obeyed the master's instructions, and quickly called Lao Liu to settle the bill.
He was the first person in the audience to pay the bill, which immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.
Buying antiques is rarely so enjoyable. People are still using a magnifying glass to consider every inch, but he can just walk around here and make a decision?
I really thought this was buying Chinese cabbage!
A boss who didn't get along well with the fat man laughed and said, "Who can be so cheerful? He ordered something before he even looked at it for five minutes."
It turns out to be Fatty, so I’m not surprised. "
Someone who had a good relationship with him started to help, "Oh, what is this?
Could it be that the fat man has practiced magic?
If one glance can determine the outcome, we would be disrespectful! "
"It's not disrespectful," the man said with a proud smile, "The fat man's eyes are so poisonous that he would even dare to sit in a cauldron. How can ordinary people have that courage?"
As soon as these words came out, several people in Panjiayuan laughed. A few distant visitors were not sure, and some people gave them some information.
The matter of putting away the cathedral was the biggest black history in his life, and the fat man suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
He really suffered the loss of being uneducated. The big vat was cheap and old. He bought it thinking it was a lotus vat. Who would have thought it was a porcelain coffin for a monk?
He kept it in the bedroom for several days because he was afraid of losing it, and now he gets scared thinking about it!
