As soon as Mr. Zhao said these words, the treasure friends in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back.
"Didn't you just say that you would openly recruit disciples?"
"I'm reporting the anchor's behind-the-scenes operation!"
"The anchor should just follow Mr. Zhao!"
It seems like something strange has been mixed in...
It's not surprising that Mr. Zhao said this. He just wanted to find a talented and smart closed-door disciple, and He Ren fit the requirements perfectly.
Not only does he know a lot about framing, but he also understands the history of the framing industry. This is a talent. He also knows how to play the Internet, speaks and handles things, and understands the ways of the world. He is much more dexterous than his apprentices. Isn't that smart?
Mr. Zhao didn't know that He Ren had just received a reward from the system, otherwise he wouldn't understand the art of framing.
Looking at Mr. Zhao, whose eyes were shining brightly, He Ren declined, "Mr. Zhao, we have just said that we are going to recruit disciples from outside. It is better to wait until the results come out. If you say it out, it will be thrown away..."
Who is Mr. Zhao? He immediately heard the shirk in He Ren's mouth, and felt a little disappointed. He could only hold his hands and sigh, "What a pity, you are such a good prospect."
He Ren was actually a little tempted. After all, Master Wu's disciples were still leading the way. Looking at the situation in Zhao's family, he knew that this industry would definitely make money.
But He Renzhi is not here, and his system is responsible for appraising treasures, not techniques. In the mounting industry, no matter how talented you are, you can't even hope to do it alone in less than ten or twenty years. It is too wasteful.
But He Ren still respects these craftsmen very much. He and Mr. Zhao have discussed it. If there are netizens who sign up, he will first conduct a round of screening to screen out those who want to join in the fun and gain popularity. The remaining The people asked Mr. Zhao to test it himself.
Although he felt regretful, Mr. Zhao still agreed to He Ren's suggestion and asked his eldest apprentice to add He Ren's WeChat account, then went back to the back room to rest.
Looking at Mr. Zhao's lonely back, He Ren felt a little uncomfortable, but craftsmen pay attention to purity, and He Ren thought that he was not a person with no distractions and could not inherit Mr. Zhao's mantle.
After unveiling the painting, He Ren said hello to his friends in the live broadcast room and announced that he would take a few days off and go to a private auction before getting ready to go live.
Unexpectedly, the treasure friends were unwilling to let He Ren go and wanted He Ren to live broadcast the entire private auction.
He Renhan has come down, can it be broadcast live? He was afraid that if he took out his cell phone, they would kick him out.
Of course, He Ren will not tell the truth, "I will try my best to try my best. If there is news, I will tell it to the fan group, and I will also send out a live broadcast preview at that time."
After He Ren left the broadcast, Xie Baokun suddenly said, "The time has been set. In two days, there will be a black market before the auction. We can go shopping in advance."
Zhang Nuoqi said, "Black market? Isn't it a ghost market?"
Xie Baokun smiled mysteriously, "The ghost market has almost become a market place now. It turns out that those guys who make a living in the ghost market have organized a separate black market."
There are no records of the ghost market and the black market in the books, and He Ren didn't know much about it, so he immediately became interested and said, "Brother Xie, tell us about it."
"Come on, let's go back to the hotel first. We'll talk on the way."
It is no longer possible to test when and how the ghost market started.
There is a theory that the wealthy families in the past had no choice but to sell their belongings to survive. However, they were afraid of being laughed at, so they secretly went to a relatively remote place to sell goods in the dark, and even wore a The face towel prevents others from recognizing you.
He was seen by some gangsters who thought he was a member of the same group. He immediately felt that this was a good move, so he came over to set up a stall together. As time went by, all kinds of shady things came, and more and more people came, forming a scale. .
Because people selling things don’t want others to recognize them, they close their stalls as soon as dawn. After a long time, their work and rest are similar to those of ghosts, so some people gave it a more appropriate name - ghost market.
Nowadays, the ghost market is different from before. It has become an antique and flea market. There are also stalls during the day, but some rules have been retained, such as low prices and chaos.
The chaos here refers to the rampant counterfeit goods, and without any discernment, there is really no way to hang out in the ghost market.
As for things of unknown origin, or clear weapons, they rarely appear in ghost markets because they are too eye-catching.
But there is still demand in the market, so what should we do?
Some local masters and brokers joined forces and set up a black market.
The rules are similar to those of a ghost market. For example, it ends at dawn, only cash is accepted, an acquaintance must be brought with you to enter, you cannot go back on your words after the transaction, and transactions are all based on your eyesight, etc.
The scale is also much smaller, and the location is not fixed. It usually happens once a month and travels to multiple cities. This time it happened to be in Nanjing.
Zhang Nuo asked, "Brother Xie, are private auctions the same as the black market?"
Xie Baokun smiled and said, "The black market only has street stalls and not many high-quality products, so someone organized a small auction. It happens every time. The rules are the same. Only cash is accepted. It all depends on your eyesight."
He Ren was immediately interested. The black market sounded interesting, and there was hope of picking up missing pieces. However, he didn't have much cash in his hand, which was a problem...
Xie Baokun knew He Ren's difficulty at a glance, "Brother He, are you unable to get the money together? I will bring five million in cash when the time comes. If there is something suitable, feel free to take action."
He Ren was very happy and nodded repeatedly. He still had more than 100,000 yuan. If he came across something good, it would be enough to borrow a few hundred thousand. He Ren's eye for treasures would not be able to spot anything over this price...
After two days of fun in Nanjing, He Ren also took a break and raised his energy bar.
During this period, he was doing live broadcasts with high intensity every day, being outdoors and participating in programs, and his energy bar was never full.
At eleven o'clock the next night, there was a knock on He Ren's door. He got up from the bed and found it was Xie Baokun, "Brother Xie, so early?"
"What's the morning? It's already eleven o'clock, and the black market will open in another hour. You hurry up and wash up, and then come to the restaurant. I have already asked them to prepare a midnight snack."
Men always wash up very quickly. In less than ten minutes, He Ren appeared in the restaurant on the second floor fully dressed. He found that Zhang Nuo and Liu Fei had already eaten. Behind Xie Baokun were two strong men in black suits standing on the table. Two black suitcases.
He Ren was surprised, "Brother Xie, didn't you just prepare five million in cash? This is..."
Xie Baokun said angrily, "Have you watched too many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies? Do you know how heavy five million in cash is?"
"How heavy can it be?" He Ren curled his lips and picked up a suitcase, which almost broke his waist.
Zhang Nuo laughed loudly, "He Ren, how old are you? Are you just like this?"
Xie Baokun also laughed, "Do you understand now? Five million in cash can weigh more than 100 kilograms, and this box weighs about 60 kilograms..."
