As soon as Chu Xiangqian walked out of the commission market, he used his wolf fur coat as a cover to take the Xuande blue and white multicolored flower and five dragon trays into the Novice Village warehouse.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as the plate entered the novice village, the invisible aperture that had been surrounding the novice village actually shone a few times and slowly expanded a little.
Chu Xiangqian was immediately ecstatic. As a senior Internet literature enthusiast, he could easily imagine that the aperture expanded outwards 100% because of the appearance of the Xuande plate.
Instead of what I had guessed before, I could only leave Novice Village as long as I had enough gold coupons.
And if he wanted to test whether his conjecture was correct, it was easy to hand over the dozen plates in his hand to Aiguo and Aimin. Chu Xiangqian entered the commission shop again.
With the wolfskin coat large enough, I put my hand into the coat and silently took out the Xuande blue and white plate.
Sure enough, the aperture shrank back a little.
Putting the plate into the game warehouse again, the time circle suddenly moved forward a little.
Chu Xiangqian was overjoyed. It looked like the Xuande plate was a light source like a torch. If it was placed in Novice Village, it would shine into the dark places outside the village.
I was thinking of continuing to the old china counter and trying my luck.
I saw an old man next to the old china counter, waving to me.
Chu Qianqian walked over doubtfully, "Comrade, what can I do for you?"
The old man stared at Chu Qianqian for a few times, and he was suddenly convinced that this kid must have missed it.
As a pawnshop official in the old society, watching people take food is a basic skill.
Even though there was no flaw in Chu Xiangqian's face at this time, his steps when he walked in just now were too fast, giving people a feeling of impatience.
If this couldn't tell that Chu Xiangqian was in a very good mood, then he would have blinded his eyes in vain.
He smiled and said, "Young man, you seem to be an antique lover. If you really want to see and see good things, you have to come to my place."
Chu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then realized that this old guy must have seen something just now.
But he was not afraid, let alone worried that the old man wanted to cheat him out of Xuande's plate.
Anyway, the consignment store is a state-owned store that sells used goods on consignment to customers.
Once you open an invoice and buy it, it's your own.
Smiling, he took out an unopened pack of large Qianmen from his pocket and gave the other party a cigarette.
However, I saw that the old man was not in a hurry to smoke, but clamped the cigarette to his ear. He took out the copper cigarette rod and shredded tobacco, and said with a smile, "I am used to smoking shredded tobacco."
And Chu Xiangqian quickly saw from the other party's clothes that the old man's living standard should not be very good.
I suddenly felt happy, I was afraid that you had money and no shortage of food.
Whenever you want to eat meat, I will find a way to get something good out of your hands.
Besides, even if the other party doesn't sell it and you pretend to like it, once you get acquainted with it, you'll have the opportunity to come into contact with more antiques.
Get the gold coupon first, and then worry about the treasure in the other person's hand.
And since the old guy said he had good things at the counter, they must be real antiques.
Otherwise, if the store is entrusted to sell fake goods, not only the old man will be punished, but the manager and other leaders may also be criticized.
Seeing that Chu Qianqian was silent, the old man also laughed in his heart.
I'm not afraid of you pretending, but I'm afraid that you don't even have the intention to take a look.
If we were in the old society, there would be many ways and means to trick you without any discussion.
Even in this new society, tricking you into buying one or two pieces of art, calligraphy and paintings entrusted by customers in the store can help you complete this month's tasks.
As for selling at a high price, the old man never thought about it.
Things go into consignment stores or are sold directly to stores.
Or just consign it to be sold in the store.
As for commissioned items, the master has already seen them and negotiated the price.
Whatever the target is, that’s how much it is.
Prices cannot be raised and prices will never be lowered.
These days, if you eat from the government, the salesperson won't get a share of the benefits if you sell for a few more dollars. The monthly salary and rations are still the same.
But even if the entrusted store is public, it cannot always suffer losses.
Therefore, products such as toys, calligraphy and paintings are rarely bought by people. Although on the surface, there is no requirement for how many commissioned items must be sold every month.
But if the manager wins the favor of his boss, he will inevitably ask for some performance.
The old man took a few puffs of tobacco and led Chu Qianqian to the other side of the counter.
I saw dozens of calligraphy and paintings hanging on this row of counters.
Chu Qianqian's eyes immediately went straight.
I secretly thought that I shouldn’t have gone into the store before, so I should have walked around first.
The old man smiled and asked, "Man, the hangings here are all calligraphy and paintings by famous people. They are really good things. How about I show them to you?"
Chu Qianqian was stunned and thought to himself, you are trying to lure a wolf into the house.
Nodding hurriedly, no matter if you want to trick me, as long as there are few gold coupons, I will only look at and touch them, but not buy them.
If there are many gold coupons and the price is not expensive, then buy them.
Chu Qianqian smiled and nodded, "Then let's take a look."
After a while, five or six calligraphy and paintings were placed on the counter. Chu Xiangqian pretended to lower his head and take a closer look. Unfortunately, he could understand what was painted on them.
I can also understand most of the words such as withdrawal.
But asking him to talk about his painting skills and artistic conception is all in vain.
He reached out and touched the frame of the calligraphy and painting, and the sound of 'gold coupon + 7' suddenly sounded in his head.
Chu Qianqian endured the excitement in his heart, but still couldn't figure out the reason.
He simply reached into his pocket and quietly placed the large front door he opened just now on the counter.
He said to the old man, "Uncle, I'm just a newbie. Can you please help me?"
It's not that Chu Xiangqian doesn't want to pretend, it's just that when things come to a head, he really can't pretend anymore.
In this case, it's better to say clearly that you are a novice and take the opportunity to give this old man the illusion that you are easy to fool.
But in fact, the amount of gold coupons obtained can give Chu Xiangqian a rough idea of the value of an antique calligraphy and painting.
The old man smiled and stretched out his hand, and the pack of cigarettes was quietly flicked into his sleeve with his fingers.
Chu Xiangqian became even more interested in this old guy.
Seeing Chu Qianqian staring at his hand, the old man said with a smile, "It's funny, it's funny. Smoking tickets are rare on weekdays."
Chu Qianqian hurriedly waved his hand, "Uncle, if you are willing to give me some advice, I will bring you a pack of Daqianmen every time."
As for becoming a disciple, Chu Xiangqian had never thought about it.
After all, no one would propose to learn from a teacher as soon as they met.
Not only does the old man definitely have to test and test himself, but he also has to weigh and check this old guy's bottom line.
Otherwise, you would have to be a master and not learn any real skills, but you would be in big trouble when you come back.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Upon hearing that Chu Qianqian was packing the front door one at a time, the old guy's attitude immediately improved a lot.
"Old man, my surname is Gong and my given name is Changqing. I was a servant of a pawn shop in my early years. After the new society, I followed my boss and many colleagues and entered this entrusted shop."
Chu Xiangqian didn't care whether the old man's surname was Gong or something else. He smiled and said, "Chu Er, he's a hunter."
Old Man Gong muttered to himself that this man was a hunter, but he believed it.
