Fairy Red Packets

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Although there are jade in antiques, jade is not necessarily antique.

The Jin family mainly deals in jade and gold and silver jewelry, which are modern crafts.So An Elder thought it was because the Jin family wanted to get involved in the antique industry.

It's normal to open and close business, but the two families don't deal with it well. The elderly naturally don't want the Jin family to succeed, for fear that after the two become neighbors, Jin Gaochao has many reasons to harass An Muxi.

In the past, Jin Gaochao treated An Muxi with respect and respect, because he had an unreasonable desire for An Muxi, but now that he witnessed Chen Xin and An Muxi being close, because of his jealousy, his words were not so polite.

"Elder An, we talked about it yesterday, don't you intervene like this?"

The old man blushed. If Jin Gaochao did talk about it yesterday, it would be inappropriate for him to intervene like this.

At this time, An Muxi's obsidian-like shining eyes flashed, and she said unhurriedly, "Jin Shao, you said you have negotiated, do you have an agreement?"

An Muxi's voice was euphemistic and beautiful, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, Jin Gaochao couldn't help but swallowed quietly. Such a beautiful woman was not her own, and it was so speechless.

Right now he blushed and said: "We are verbal agreement."

"That's not it!"

An Muxi smiled and said: "The shop is not buying antiques. Certain rules don't apply here. You take it, and I take it. Everyone is fair competition."

Hearing this, Chen Xin looked at An Muxi in surprise, and said that An Muxi had been honed in the antique shop during this period of time, her words were sharp, and she looked like a strong woman in a shopping mall.

However, watching Jin Gaochao's greedy eyes when he looked at An Muxi gave him an indescribable disgust, frowned, and suddenly had an idea, so he said to Wang Wan, "Boss Wang, just hurriedly browsed. Let’s take a look. I want to buy a few things, can I?"

Wang Wanshun said hesitantly: "Is this... appropriate?"

Chen Xin smiled calmly: "Boss Wang, since your shop is still open, it means you are still in business. Since it is in business, there is nothing inappropriate."

Wang Wanshun was originally a greedy person, otherwise he would not ignore his friendship with a lion and open his mouth. At this time, Chen Xin said that he felt reasonable. The two sides have not yet officially reached an agreement. What's wrong with selling a few antiques?

So he smiled and said: "In this case, you can pick a few at will. Elderly and I are neighbors for many years, and the price is absolutely fair."

"Okay, I'll pick it!"

As Chen Xin said, he picked up a piece of porcelain from the shelf, "I want this Tang Sancai. Boss Wang makes a price."

Wang Wanshun's heart sighed. Although this Tang Sancai was not a boutique, it was also one of the few authentic products in the store. It was picked out by Chen Xin at once, giving him an ominous premonition in an instant.

"No, no, it must be a coincidence!"

Wang Wanshun comforted himself in his heart, and tried to squeeze out a dry smile and said, "This is the authentic Tang Sancai. For the face of Brother An, it was originally sold for 1.2 million. You can give it to 100."

In fact, the Tang Sancai selling price was 1 million yuan, but Wang Wanshun was a shrewd thief and deliberately spoke out about the elderly, making Chen Xin embarrassed to continue to bargain.

Elder An took over Tang Sancai's examination for a moment, frowning slightly and said: "The price is slightly higher, but it is still within a reasonable range."

"Then one million."

Chen Xin didn't make a counteroffer either. He picked up a snuff bottle from an inconspicuous corner under another shelf and said with a smile, "This snuff bottle has some origins, how much is it?"

Wang Wanshun's heart is "thumping" again. This snuff bottle is also an old object and one of the few authentic ones. However, the authenticity of antiques is true and false, and one or two authentic products are often placed in a conspicuous place to fill the facade. Some are ordinary goods.

But sometimes it is deliberately placed in an inconspicuous corner, lest the genuine products are stolen by customers, leaving only ordinary goods is not fun.

Does this young man have piercing eyes? Can this be picked out?

The muscles on Wang Wanshun's face twitched, and he squeezed out an extremely ugly smile: "You are young, and snuff bottles are not suitable for you to play, why don't you look at other things?"

Chen Xin said faintly: "I like to be maverick. Tell me, how much is it?"

Wang Wanshun had to stretch out a hand depressed: "This is 500,000."

"The price is slightly higher, but it's okay, An Muxi, accept it."

Chen Xin waved his hand and motioned An Muxi to accept the snuff bottle, then glanced away, and landed on the chair Wang Wanshun sits on every day: "This chair is not bad. I like it. You can make a price!"

Wang Wanshun: "@#&?"

Do you have such a poisonous vision? This chair is made of Huanghuali, worth hundreds of thousands!

However, he couldn't go back and say not to sell the water he uttered, he could only bite the bullet and quote a price.

And with the elderly, he can only offer a slightly higher price, and he can't say anything. Although he makes money, he can't be happy anyway.

"And this inkstone!"

Chen Xinshun picked up the inkstone on the counter of Wang Wanshun, and immediately made Wang Wanshun's heart dripping with blood. It was another genuine product, or it was made in the Ming Dynasty...

In this way, Chen Xin kept picking up pieces of antiques. An Lao and An Muxi did appraisal later. The appraisal results showed that there was no fake. Later, they simply didn’t bother to continue appraisal because they were too slow to follow Not up to Chen Xin's rhythm.

Every time Chen Xin got an antique, An Muxi's eyes brightened a bit, but Wang Wanshun's heart kept dripping blood, and every piece was genuine. This is the rhythm to kill!

After half an hour, Chen Xin finally stopped and clapped his hands intently, "No, why is there no more?"

Jin Gaochao, who has been in a daze, couldn't help asking: "What do you mean?"

Chen Xin said faintly: "It means it literally, yes, forget your low IQ, and explain it to you, that is, apart from the one I just picked, there will be no more antiques worth more than 100,000 in the store. ."

Hearing this, Jin Gaochao's mouth twitched and turned to look at Wang Wanshun: "Boss Wang, what he said is true?"

Wang Wanshun faltered: "This...that...probably...maybe there are one or two?"

"puff!"

Jin Gaochao almost vomited blood and asked for a store with a price of 150 million yuan. You told me there might be one or two more.

Looking at Chen Xin and An Muxi standing in front of a pile of antiques and talking and laughing, their angry faces turned green.

This is not buying antiques, this is clearly a teardown!

"Well, Boss Wang, there are 72 antiques in total. You can add up the total amount and I'll transfer it to you."

Chen Xin said with anger.

Wang Wanshun's face is full of colors. Are you buying antiques or doing wholesale?I have never seen you like this!

"72 antiques, namely Tang Sancai 1 million, snuff bottles 500,000, Ming Dynasty inkstone 700,000... a total of 56 million."

Wang Wanshun almost totaled the prices of these antiques with tears in his eyes, and Chen Xin smiled calmly:

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you."

With that said, Crackling transferred 56 million to Wang Wanshun, and then made a gesture of asking for Jin Gaochao: "The two of you can now trade shops!"

An Muxi was surprised: "Chen Xin, don't you want this shop?"

A smirk evoked from the corner of Chen Xin's mouth: "The shop will naturally want it. When these antiques are resold, we can find a better one."

Wang Wanshun asked bitterly: "Jin Shao, you see...Shall we sign the contract now?"

Jin Gaochao said angrily: "You still sign a fart, are you a fool?"

Wang Wanshun bit his scalp and said, "Look at what I said yesterday...Would you like to lower the price and give you 10%...20%?"