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black market?

Hearing this name that usually only appeared in novels or film and television dramas, Pei Ran suddenly felt a sense of awe and respect.

So, didn't Lao Yuan pay the IQ tax casually?

The delivery is quite high-end.

But, listening to the name, black market, it seems to be a bit far from the word fair and aboveboard.

I don't know exactly what kind of "black" method it is.

Lao Yuan didn't miss the sudden change in Pei Ran's eyes, let alone the complacency.

He is an authentic antique industry, the kind that has already been introduced.

It's not the kind that Lao Xu and his wife said, all street vendors are fooling fools like him.

Of course, what Lao Xu said was not so direct, but the meaning in the words was similar to what his wife said.

When I was young, Lao Yuan was still a literary youth.

When I was getting old, I didn't expect that for a young man, I would feel a confidant feeling of looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

He's committed to this friend.

Pei Ran has nothing to do anyway, he can open a factory and buy gifts for Brother Chen at any time.

Just when Lao Yuan was in high spirits, he didn't want to disappoint.

At this moment, the matter of eating has become unimportant. Lao Yuan finished the noodles in two or three bites, and didn't care about anything else, he took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay.

As if he was afraid that Pei Ran would run away after a while, he dragged people away.

Even if Lao Xu wanted to stop him, he couldn't stop him.

Fortunately, Pei Ran whispered something to Lao Xu while Lao Yuan was not paying attention.

"It's okay, uncle, I'll go with Uncle Yuan, and I'll pull him and put the brakes on him when I turn back."

When Lao Xu heard it, it was all right.

It's still Xiao Pei who has a flexible mind and is reliable. If he goes with him, he can really pull Lao Yuan a little bit and save him from wasting money, which is also a good thing.

So, I also asked Lao Yuan to let him walk slowly.

Lao Yuan was so moved that he thought that there was one more person who understood him.

Pei Ran left with Lao Yuan.

The so-called black market was not too far from here in the end, it was just a few streets away on the pedestrian street stalls.

At this time, the night has fallen, and the square dance of the aunts next to me is beginning.

The scene was very lively, and there was no lack of popularity at all.

It also has nothing to do with the mysterious atmosphere of the so-called "black market".

This is probably another kind of big hermit hidden in the city?

Pei Ran felt greatly shocked.

However, Lao Yuan had gotten used to it. As soon as he turned into the pedestrian street, he introduced the situation to Pei Ran as he walked.

This so-called black market has existed for several years.

There are a few "industry" who will operate in a low-key way in this ordinary street stall from time to time.

Of course, most of the shops here are selling handicrafts and trinkets.

"Ordinary people can't touch the doorway at all, unless you come here every day, you will bump into it once or twice."

Lao Yuan is proud.

It was only by accident that he got to know such a circle.

At this point in time, all the stalls have been set up.

It is said to be a street stall, but in fact, there are small tables covered with various tablecloths, and all of them look clean and delicate.

There are quite a few people out for a walk after eating, and when they pass by, they are willing to turn in to have a look if they have nothing to do, and join in the fun.

Pei Ran looked casually as he walked, most of the stalls were selling small accessories, earrings and necklaces that girls like, plush toys that children like, and some small gift decorations and the like.

The old things that are on the side of antiques, went all the way inside, and only saw a few stalls on them.

Pei Ran was a little curious: "Grandpa, are they selling this here? Do you know where they get these goods from? It's not from grave robbers, is it?"

The things that come out of the tomb are taken home and stored, not to mention the people, the robbery of the tomb itself is a violation of the law.

It is unreliable if it is really unreliable for mobile vendors to sell antiques.

Old Yuan, don't be accidentally taken into the ditch, when the time comes, losing money will be a minor matter, but breaking the law will be a major issue.

Lao Yuan knew what he was worried about as soon as he heard it, and immediately shook his hand: "They are all people in the industry and have a way. For example, if someone wants to resell something in their hands, they will contact these bosses. Commission, everything has a certificate of authenticity, and I am not afraid of being cheated."

"Of course, these bosses will also go shopping all over the country, in all kinds of large and small antique markets. If you have a good eye, you can find a lot of good things, and then resell them. As long as you have a single business, you can eat for three years without worrying about it. ah."

There are probably some legendary stories in every circle, all of them have names and surnames, and they can't be more true.

Lao Yuan told Pei Ran a few more things, such as an old man who didn't understand anything, bought a broken bottle for a few hundred yuan, and then sold it for more than 30 yuan.

The boss who likes to fiddle with these things has at least doubled his net worth because he picked up a mistake.

It makes people feel that if you buy a piece of junk at any stall, it will be a big treasure that everyone will miss.

Seeing that Lao Yuan was quite familiar with these stall owners, when he walked to a few stalls selling antique objects, he didn't even open his mouth, and they greeted him first.

"Old Yuan is here?"

"Old Yuan is early today."

"Who is the person next to me? I haven't seen it before. She doesn't look like you. Is this an apprentice?"

……

Lao Yuan was quite a gentleman, so he immediately put away the excessive eagerness on his face and pretended to be ordinary.

"How can I take any apprentices, I just bring a kid over to watch and play, you guys are busy, let's just take a look."

Pei Ran was quite interesting to watch, but he didn't think so when he was watching TV. On the contrary, it seemed like a set of high-level dialogues, put it into life, and looked at it from the eyes of a complete layman and an onlooker——

This is really a bit funny, a gust of pretense is coming.

Pei Ran coughed twice, holding back the corners of her mouth from rising.

He felt that the countdown timer hidden above his head might have become the words "two idiots".

These things can still be called antiques, and it is estimated that they are not close to the threshold of handicrafts.

Lao Yuan said that he would teach Pei Ran a lot, and he did what he said. He took him to pick a stall and stopped.

"Let's take a look, brother. Is there anything you are interested in? I'll tell you."

Pei Ran also stood still and looked over.

There are some common jade pendants and bracelets on this small stall, as well as some vases and pots. I can’t tell them their scientific names. They all look dirty and old, as if they were pulled out from nowhere. .

If you insist on an antique, it probably looks quite "ancient".

Pei Ran closed his mouth, and listened to Lao Yuan introducing him there, and talking about the historical origins of various objects.

Not to mention, Lao Yuan's knowledge is really profound.

I can tell a thing or two about any allusion.

It is that the connection between theory and practice may not be very good, and the eyesight is a little bit bad.

Pei Ran looked at it and saw that there was a pretty vase, so he casually pointed to the boss.

"how much is this?"

The boss is a middle-aged fat man who looks unattractive, with a smile on his face, full of kindness and wealth.

A pair of eyes looked them up and down as early as when Pei Ran and the others approached.

Pei Ran is young and handsome, with not cheap clothes, and there is a tall man around him, protecting him all the time, not like a friend, but more like a bodyguard.

This eight or nine is inseparable from ten, so he should be a rich master.

The boss boasted: "The boss has a good eye, and he picked the best thing on my stall at a glance. You can see if you really like it and want it. I will give you the lowest price."

This routine is really too familiar, Pei Ran felt that after going to work, if he didn't visit the small stalls in the night market, he almost never heard it again.

It's really kind.

Pei Ran got a little interested and said, "The boss will tell you what the price is first, so that I can have an idea in my heart and see if I can afford it."

The old Yuan next to him also chimed in: "Although this bottle seems to be in good condition, but judging by the pattern and ground, the year is not far away, at most it is from the Qing Dynasty, and the price is not too expensive."

The boss immediately gave a thumbs up: "My brother is an expert, and he speaks clearly and logically, so I will not lie, I will give you a real price, and you can also open a ticket for me, so that I can make a living, Qing Dynasty official Yao, thirty-eight thousand, you sincerely want it, and at most I will give you two hundred, thirty-seven thousand, how about it?"

A broken vase costs nearly 4 yuan, so why not steal it!

Pei Ran almost jumped up.

Not to mention that Pei Ran has money now, and has been spending money recently, but the word "cost-effective" has long been engraved into his DNA.

What can he do with this money? He wants to buy this broken vase.

Lao Yuan took the vase and looked left and right, still savoring carefully to see if it was worth the price.

Pei Ran finally understood why Lao Xu had such a big reaction when he heard that this man wanted to buy antiques.

His wife can still let him go home, which is considered true love.

Pei Ranlian said "I can't afford it", and pulled Lao Yuan away.

The boss saw that the time was getting worse, so he desperately shouted from behind: "Boss, I sincerely want the price to be negotiable, and I will give you another two thousand... thirty-six thousand... how about thirty thousand... come back, how much do you want?"

It's still an all-too-familiar routine.

How did this set of rhetoric achieve the same pattern across the country, and it has been passed down for decades.

Pei Ran pulled Lao Yuan who seemed to want to turn around, but quickened his pace instead.

He paid 100 yuan for this broken vase, but he thought it was too expensive.

Doesn't it look good to buy a glass bottle for tens of dollars?I want to buy this kind of dirty stuff that I don't know where I got it.

Anyway, the actual cost and value are not bad.

After walking out of several stalls, Yihua Lao Yuan was still dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Isn't it always hard to bargain..."

Every time he wants to counter-offer a little bit, it is very difficult. Why is it different this time?

To say that Lao Yuan is not really stupid, he has been a shop owner for many years, and he is usually witty, but he really likes the antique business too much.

So much so that he is willing to believe what others say.

That's why when people are stupid sometimes, others can't understand why it is a scam when they see it clearly, but there are still people who believe it again and again.

The key to being fooled is not necessarily those who everyone thinks are stupid.

Pei Ran originally thought that these "antiques" in this place cost only a few hundred yuan. If Lao Yuan really likes tinkering, he would treat it as a pleasure to spend money on.

He makes money by himself and spends it by himself, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But this kind of crap costs tens of thousands of dollars, and if someone makes some "good stuff", how much is the price?

Pei Ran always felt that he was poor, but he never thought that everyone was so rich, but he was the only one who was really poor.

Seeing that Lao Yuan seemed to have suffered a lot, Pei Ran had no choice but to comfort him.

"It's probably because I'm new to you. The price I just asked was not true. I just want to do a one-off business. The old customers are always different. You can take me to a stall you are familiar with."

Having said that, Lao Yuan felt a little more at ease.

Also, this kind of behavior of killing strangers is not uncommon, and some unscrupulous merchants will do it.

One-time transaction, how much can you earn.

Old regular customers are definitely different.

Just comforting himself like this, there is still a place in my heart telling him that something is wrong.

It's just that for a while, he still doesn't want to believe it.

Lao Yuan's interest was obviously not as high as it was at the beginning, so he stopped shopping and took Pei Ran straight to the destination.

A shop owner was an old acquaintance of him. He called him and said that a good thing had arrived today. It should be a porcelain bowl from the Song Dynasty. He asked if he would be interested in coming over to have a look.

Of course Lao Yuan is interested, he doesn't like calligraphy and painting, he just likes bottles and cans.

And unlike others who are making money from antiques, he just likes them, he doesn't sell them when he buys them, and uses them all for collection.

There is also a special wall cabinet in the house, which is specially used to store his treasures.

His wife didn't like this at all, and only said that after he died, he would save money on the urn, and just pick any can he likes, and he doesn't have to separate them when he dies.

Arrived at the stall of today's destination.

The shop owner was already open, and when he saw Lao Yuan coming, the expression on his face immediately became lively.

Isn't it just happy to see the God of Wealth.

"Boss Yuan is here. Hurry up. After we finished the phone call, I took the matter to your heart. I didn't dare to put the things on the table, for fear of being bought by sharp-eyed people."

The boss looked quite young, probably only a few years older than Pei Ran.

The clever and sleek temperament all over the body, at first glance, is the master of slippery hands.

Old world.

Although it is said that one cannot judge a person by his cover, when Pei Ran saw this person, he felt unreliable.

He looked coldly at the stall owner and called out to the boss next to him to help him look at the stall, and then led Lao Yuan to the side.

Not a few meters away is a shop selling antique sundries.

The lights in the room are not bright, and there are a lot of things, which look like old things.

A few rows of cabinets were built against the wall, and some books and periodicals of some years were piled up on them.

Pei Ran flipped through it casually, and just as soon as he got started, he pinched a handful of ashes.

The boss saw his actions and said quickly: "Hey, handsome guy, don't touch your hands, this thing hasn't been touched for a long time, it's not clean."

Throwing out a pack of tissues, she came out to wipe Pei Ran's hands.

Here he has swiftly taken out a carefully wrapped small box.

It looks like it is only big enough to hold something the size of two fists.

The boss didn't let Lao Yuan take over. He opened it carefully and put on a pair of gloves before taking out the contents.

These are two small yihua teacups, which look like a pair.

This thing is much more upscale than the dirty looking antiques outside.

at least clean.

The boss began to introduce there, what is the porcelain from the Song Dynasty, and the tea bowls used by dignitaries.

Put it in the big auction house, the price must be in the seven figures.

That is to say, in a small place like theirs, there is no commission fee, which can be regarded as an exchange between like-minded people.

"Boss Yuan, you want it, for this price..."

The boss raised a hand and came out.

Lao Yuan is hesitating, the value of seven figures, no matter how cheap it is, it can't be much cheaper, right?

Pei Ran, an outsider, guessed the price very casually.

"fifty thousand?"

The broken bottle just now was [-], this one is more expensive anyway, guessing [-] is not appropriate.

Be respectful of these over-the-top offers.

As soon as the boss heard it, he immediately "tsk", looking at Pei Ran as if he was looking at a country guy who didn't understand anything.

full of contempt.

"Handsome guy, you really don't know how to do it. How can this be 50?

Just two broken teacups, 50?

Pei Ran thought that the boss had never seen money in his life, so he dared to say that.

It's not that the real antiques are not worth the price, but that there is such a small roadside shop with a stall outside, he really can't believe that they can have 50 goods.

It's still worth seven figures. Isn't it good for him to keep such a valuable thing and take it to the auction house?

Want to make money for others?

Lao Yuan also gasped.

50, that is not a small sum.

He also bought a lot of things, big and small, and he didn't add up to this amount.

He also knew that he was just playing around, making some gadgets, that kind of antiques that were worth money, not to mention that he couldn't touch them, even if he did, he couldn't afford them.

He just opened a tea shop and started a small business, but he had nothing to do with any big boss.

Lao Yuan was really tempted by the stuff, but the price really discouraged him.

50, then he really has to put the coffin in it.

Seeing Lao Yuan's hesitation, the other party was still lobbying.

"Boss Yuan, I didn't say that. This kind of opportunity is really rare. I have been in this industry for so many years, and I have only come across such a good guy. If it wasn't for the fact that I happened to have connections, something happened to someone's family, and I wanted to hurry up. Returning the money, how can such a cheap price come out? Let me tell you, you usually like to play by yourself, so don’t buy such a bunch of things that can’t be put on the table, just this pair, directly suppress your museum shelf, It's enough, and you don't have to go shopping again in the future. If you don't like it one day, take it out and sell it, maybe you can earn a little bit, it's not a loss at all, and you don't have to be afraid if it's true or not, I'm out here Everything has a certificate."

The more you preach, the more excited you become.

The balance in Lao Yuan's heart has begun to tilt.

If it weren't for the fact that the amount of money was too large, too much beyond Lao Yuan's private coffers, he might have made a decision on the spot.

But the boss is familiar with him, he has completely grasped his mind, and has been advocating it there.

Not to be missed.

So-and-so also likes it, if you are sure not to, I will contact him.

We are old friends, and I remember you first.

Seeing Lao Yuan's tangled face, Pei Ran couldn't stand it any longer.

He stretched out his hand and dragged the man out, and said to the boss, "Let's think about it again and come back later."

The boss's face suddenly turned ugly.

After leaving the shop and outside, breathing in the free air, Lao Yuan's feverish head finally calmed down a bit.

"Hey, I really like this teacup. It looks beautiful, but it's too expensive."

That long sigh was full of unwillingness.

Pei Ran didn't try to persuade him at this time either, the more he didn't get it, the more he liked it, and it was useless for others to persuade him.

"The price is indeed not cheap. You should think about it again. If you really want to take it down, it's best to invite another expert to help you identify it. Please ask an expert from a serious organization."

The two walked while talking, followed by Qu Gang who kept nodding.

His boss is careful and reliable in his work.

He didn't even need to look at the teacup, but just looked at the face of the shop owner. Just when the boss pulled him away, he was afraid that the other party would catch up and beat him.

It's really a good thing, but you don't have to worry about not being able to get it out, let alone this kind of reaction.

However, the old Yuan's authority was a fan, and he didn't seem to notice it at all.

Two steps further is the last stall in the night market.

This is not a dead end, there is a small road that leads to the other side of the street, but the road is too small for cars to pass, and battery cars are also inconvenient. Generally speaking, except for people who come here for shopping, they will basically not go here.

It's obviously cooler than the street corner.

Pei Ran glanced over the stall, and saw a golden toad made of copper with a copper coin in its mouth.

It looks auspicious at first glance, and it is durable and durable.

This thing is not bad, it is absolutely suitable to buy it as a gift for Brother Chen.

"Boss, how much is this thing?"

Pei Ran went over and asked, but he was already mentally prepared, even if someone asked thirty-eight thousand, he would not be frightened.

Be prepared to bargain.

This time the boss is a middle-aged man, thin and thin, with a horse face, looking a bit bitter.

He has a different style of painting from the boss who greets people with a smiling face.

When the boss saw the business, he was not enthusiastic, and said, "This is made of pure copper. If you want it, you can take it for 1200, and you won't bargain."

This price really exceeded Pei Ran's expectations.

Unexpectedly, there was an honest person with a real offer here, so Pei Ran couldn't help but look at the boss twice.

The boss probably interpreted Pei Ran's eyes as "expensive", and explained: "Brother, the price is not expensive, such a big pure copper object, you can go to any store to buy it, it will not be cheaper than mine, Where are you weighing this amount?"

Pei Ran immediately smiled and said, "Okay, the boss looks like a real person at first glance. I want this one. Is there a box? I'm giving it away. Please wrap it up for me."

Pei Ran took the phone and quickly scanned the QR code to pay.

It's open today.

The boss finally forced a little smile on his face. He hugged Jin Chan and said, "There is a box. I have what you want in my shop. Come and pick one with me."

Turn around and go to the next shop.

Pei Ran finally figured it out. It turns out that these vendors all have shops nearby.

This is purely for fun.

Look up at the store signboard, Du Yu Antique Store.

He is really a person who will carry it through to the end.

Then he lowered his head and entered the store, and at a glance, he saw a piece of paper pasted on the door of the store, which said the transfer of the store, and a contact number.

The store is also full of things in a mess, and they all seem to be a bit old, with a sense of antiquity.

This store looks similar to others, and the boss seems to be a good person, but the business is so bad that he wants to close down?

Boss Du is really a real person. He brought out several boxes, all of which looked exquisite, and let Pei Ran choose whatever he wanted.

Pei Ran didn't pay attention, so he picked one that he thought looked good.

While the boss was packing there, he chatted with the boss.

"Boss, do you want to transfer this store?"

"Yeah, I want to change hands."

"Is this not making money? I see that there are a lot of antique shops on this street. The business should be okay, right?"

"There are good and bad things. My position is average, and my business is pretty average. I sell ordinary things and don't make much money."

People's antique shops have been open for three years. He can't do that business, and naturally he can't make money.

The store owner glanced at Lao Yuan, he hesitated to speak.

Lao Yuan has haunted this street many times, and there are many legends.

There are just a few people who have been taken advantage of, and they can be regarded as the regular gods of wealth who come to spread money on this street. Don't you recognize them clearly?

Boss Du wanted to remind him, but there are rules in the industry, the price of antiques is not fixed, and people's things are not necessarily fake, but they may not be worth the price.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. He went up and said that not only is it annoying, but it may also be unpleasant.

Boss Du was still hesitating, but the boss of the store just now chased after him.

When he saw someone in the store, he walked in as soon as he poked his head.

"Boss Yuan is here, I'm going to the toilet... I just met you, so I'll tell you, Brother Li just walked over and saw the pair of teacups, he's also very tempted, if he makes a decision, I'll make a move Give it to him, Boss Yuan, don't blame me for not keeping it for you."

It's an opportunity never to be missed.

Lao Yuan's originally calm heart became agitated again.

Yes, those pair of teacups are so precious, if you miss them, you may never meet them again in your lifetime.

The things are a little expensive, but he has a lot of things in his hand, so he might as well sell a few of them, and the money will come back.

Thinking about it this way, Lao Yuan was about to agree as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Looking at his face, Pei Ran knew that it was not good, so he immediately took a step ahead.

"That's really great. I, Uncle Yuan, was worried just now. I was afraid that if he said no, it would make life difficult for the boss. Now that we have found a new home so quickly, we can rest assured."

Lao Yuan heard that he didn't mean it. He just wanted to pull Pei Ran, but he was grabbed by Qu Gang next to him.

He turned his head and asked Qu Gang what was wrong with his eyes, but Qu Gang just shook his head and didn't speak.

After such a delay, Pei Ran finished speaking.

The owner of the antique shop suddenly became very ugly.

"Who are you? Don't mind your own business at such a young age!"

Pei Ran was not intimidated by the other party's arrogance at all: "Who I am has nothing to do with you, right? Buying and selling this thing, tell me what you want, there is no reason to buy and sell by force, if you think I have ruined your business , that's fine, I'll buy yours, but I need to find an authoritative organization to appraise it, boss, can you do this business?"

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Brother Pei: I almost said you were a fake!