Repairer

  Chapter 15 Jing Shizhen (Part 2)

   "Don't look at me, Uncle Jing didn't let me say it."

   Seeing Su Xiaofan's eyes, Zheng Dagang knew what he was thinking. Jing Shizhen was a god-like figure in the antique market. He never showed the relationship between the two of them. In fact, he felt uncomfortable.

   "You boy, if you want to do business with me, but you don't want to, then don't use my name."

Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang and cursed with a smile, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and said: "This is the Pu'er I got from the deep mountains of Yunnan Province, where there are few people. Let's taste it."

   "Brother Jing, you are really giving this kid face." Uncle Yuan didn't ask Jing Shizhen to pour tea for him, but picked up the tea bowl and poured himself a cup.

   "Good tea."

After drinking a cup of tea, Su Xiaofan felt a honey-like flowery taste between his lips and teeth. After drinking a cup of tea, the fragrance pierced through his heart, and his whole body seemed to become much clearer. Although Su Xiaofan didn't know how to taste tea, But I also know that this tea is extraordinary.

"This is made from the tenderest tea greens, and it will have a scent of orchids when soaked." Jing Shizhen said with a smile: "The ancients said that the fragrance is more than nine Wanfang orchids, and it is as round as three autumn moons. This orchid Pu-erh tea."

   "It's good, this tea can relieve the heat, and I don't feel hot after drinking it." Zheng Dagang laughed.

   "You are so vulgar, and I don't know what kind of character your father is. How could you give birth to such an ignorant son like you?"

Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang unhappily. Her old friend was profound in Chinese studies, skilled in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was even more elegant in character, but he had a son who was ignorant and incompetent. Jing Shizhen didn't know what to say about him for following her in legitimate business and insisted on going to the market to practice stalls.

   "Uncle Jing, you and I are walking together, you can't say that about me."

   Zheng Dagang called out to Qu when he heard the words, "It's not like you don't know, I liked to practice martial arts when I was young, but my dad insisted that I study literature, I'm not interested. In the end, it's not my fault that I can't do it well?"

Su Xiaofan knows Zheng Dagang's hobby. Although he is only ten years older than Su Xiaofan, Zheng Dagang's generation grew up watching young and Dangerous boys. When they were in school, they liked fighting and killing. Zheng Dagang really practiced , Waiting for three or five people is not his opponent.

   "You practiced martial arts late, and you can still practice it when you are more than ten years old? And what kind of things are you practicing?"

  Jing Shizhen shook his head, "No matter how hard you practice those bad moves in the Jianghu, you won't be able to become famous. In today's society, why do you practice martial arts? Be brave and ruthless?"

   "Uncle Jing, you are right. Practicing martial arts now means keeping fit."

It is rare for Zheng Dagang not to raise an argument, because what Jing Shizhen said is reasonable. In today's society, you can scare people out of trouble if you speak louder. .

   "Tell me, why did you come to me this time?" Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang with a smile, "Usually, when you see me, you hide away, don't say you miss me, think I'm fine and teach you a lesson?"

   "Hey, Uncle Jing, I brought Xiaofan here to open my eyes."

   Zheng Dagang said with a flattering smile: "Who doesn't know that you are the number one figure in the domestic antique industry, Uncle Jing. The things in your warehouse are no worse than those in the museum. Let my brother open his eyes today."

   "Show off?"

Jing Shizhen put down the teacup in his hand, although he only uttered two words, the temperature in the whole outer hall seemed to drop several degrees suddenly, until now, Su Xiaofan saw the aura of a big man like Jing Shizhen. That momentum.

   "How can it be."

  Zheng Dagang was taken aback, and quickly said: "I plan to do a magic weapon business with Xiaofan, but apart from you, there are not many real magic weapons in the market. I just brought Xiaofan here to learn more."

   "You're also called magic weapon business?" Jing Shizhen snorted coldly, but her face softened.

   "How many times have I told you that magical artifacts are different from ordinary antiques, don't mess around if you don't know how to do it.

  If you really meet a buyer who is in need and doesn’t know how to do it, if you sell a fake magic weapon to someone else, it will kill you, do you understand? "

Jing Shizhen shook her head, and said helplessly: "In the magic weapon business, I'm most afraid of being a seller like you who doesn't understand anything. If you meet a buyer who doesn't understand anything, if you get together, Something is bound to happen."

   "Uncle Jing, as the saying goes, if you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't."

Zheng Dagang carefully looked at Jing Shizhen's face, and said in a low voice: "Isn't this thing just to fool people, even if you get a real magic weapon, there is no ghost in the world to catch. So the real ones and the fake ones are all the same. "

   "You know shit."

  Jing Shizhen was really **** off by Zheng Dagang this time, "You don't know anything, what do you know? Is the magic weapon just for catching ghosts?"

   "If the magic weapon doesn't catch ghosts, what else can it do?"

  Zheng Dagang is not afraid. He has been watched by Jing Shizhen since he was a child, and he is used to it by Xiong. This is just a small scene.

   "Fengshui can be used to measure public opinion, seek good fortune and avoid evil, and guard houses to block evil spirits. These can all be used as magic weapons."

  Jing Shizhen pointed at Zheng Dagang and said, "The handicrafts you have that have no magic power can do this? If they are really bought by people in need, aren't you cheating?"

   "In the past, I didn't care about you because there were not many evil spirits in the city. People who bought your things just wanted peace of mind, but in the future..."

When Jing Shizhen said this, she suddenly stopped talking, thought for a while, and then continued: "You can continue to do business in the future, but don't brag about how powerful your magic tools are, just sell them as handicrafts, if you really want to buy them If the utensils are affordable, you can bring them to my shop, and if you sell them, I will give you a commission."

   "Huh? Uncle Jing, I...I'm going to partner with Xiaofan to start the appliance business."

  Zheng Dagang was stunned when he heard the words, he and Su Xiaofan's team hadn't set up yet, and his magic weapon business was about to be disrupted by Uncle Jing.

"Is that also called magic weapon business?" Jing Shizhen said bitterly, "You just haven't met anyone who is knowledgeable. If you meet someone who is knowledgeable and caressing, he can ruin your business. There is nothing to discuss, you must listen to me."

   "Then... what about Xiaofan?"

Zheng Dagang was a little dumbfounded. He knew that since Jing Shizhen had said such a thing, his magic weapon business would really be impossible. If nothing else, as long as Jing Shizhen put a word in the market, saying that Zheng Dagang sold it. They are all fake instruments, he probably won't be able to survive in the antique market.

   "Whatever you did before, you thought the people who came out of Bronzeware Village would be hungry."

  Jing Shizhen glared at Zheng Dagang, pondered for a while and said, "You can also bring it to me if you meet a big client. After the deal is completed, I will give you two shares. Lao Yuan, please write this down."

   "Yes, Brother Jing, the customers they brought are for the second group." Shopkeeper Yuan, who had been silent next to him, nodded in response.

   "Success!" Hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Zheng Dagang immediately agreed. Who doesn't know that the Jingxintang brand is not a fake. If he and Su Xiaofan can really bring customers, the turnover rate is still very high.

  More importantly, the items in the meditation hall are generally very expensive. Those that cost 30,000 to 50,000 yuan are small businesses, and those that cost 30,000 to 50,000 yuan are also very common.

   As for the Meditation Hall in Luochuan, the annual turnover is estimated to be hundreds of millions. If the sales they facilitate can get 20% of the sales, that is not a small amount. Of course, the premise is that the two brothers must be able to attract customers.

   "Come on, Xiao Fan, the magic weapon business of our brothers seems to be in trouble."

  Zheng Dagang looked at Su Xiaofan, a little embarrassed, he brought up this matter, but it ended from him before it opened.

   "It's okay, Brother Gang, as you know, I'm not very short of money now."

  Su Xiaofan laughed, turned to look at Jing Shizhen, and said very seriously: "Uncle Jing, I am very interested in magical artifacts, I wonder if you can let me see them today?"

   "Want to see magic artifacts? You actually have them in the Bronze Ware Village."

   "Is there a magic weapon in our Sujia Village?"

Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but he didn't care too much, because before the value that could repair his body appeared in his mind, he didn't pay much attention to the magic weapon. Even now, Su Xiaofan still thinks that the magic weapon is probably more expensive Antiques.

   "Why am I telling you this?"

  Jing Shizhen pushed down her glasses, stood up, and said, "I don't have many magical artifacts in my shop, I only have two. Since I want to see them, I'll show them to you."

   "Only two?"

  Su Xiaofan also stood up, but his expression was a little surprised, there are only two magic weapons in such a big entrance of Jingxin Hall.

   "What do you think a magic weapon is?"

   Seeing the expression on Su Xiaofan's face, Jing Shizhen was a little amused, "There are no more than ten magical artifacts in all the Jingxintang branches across the country. Do you think there are two or less here?"

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