The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Latest website: Yang Dongxu took his three children to go shopping on weekends. He didn't go to some brand-name shops in a big shopping mall, nor did he take them to a western restaurant in a big hotel to eat.

Instead, he plunged into the antique market of small stall vendors. Wei Fei followed with his son Wei Heng, and Wu Aibing joined in the fun.

"You started playing this recently?" Yang Dongxu held his daughter Tangtang while Xiao Wenwu was led by two older brothers.

The three children walked and looked around with a face in each hand, and they were curious about everything. Obviously, such places don't come often. There are all kinds of old antiques with strange shapes.

"I'm free to find some hobbies." Wei Fei put down the stamp in his hand and said, "How can this be sold?"

"A 3,000 cash cash in stock." The stall owner said in a disregarded manner, without the enthusiasm of the owner of buying things at all.

Don't blame others for taking the air. When you are in the antique business, you have to stay this way. The more you don't answer, the more customers move forward, the deeper the slaughter knife can be stabbed.

Otherwise, what you sell is obviously antique, and you will be greeted with a smile on your face. But the customer's first thought is that the thing this person sells must be fake, how can it be bought at a price?

"Isn't this thing only two thousand three last month?" Wei Fei raised his brow.

"The market has gone up again. See if you understand the price and tell you the truth. During this time, the price of this monkey ticket has soared. It is already a low price when sold to you for 3000. If you don’t believe me, take a look. Come here tomorrow. I can't take it down," the stall owner said.

"I don't have so much cash on this." Wei Fei wanted to take down all the three monkey tickets in front of him, but there are really no customers who are holding tens of thousands of cash in these years.

Credit cards are very popular nowadays, and all large transactions are swiping cards. So now to see if a person has money, it is not the thickness of the money in his wallet, but the number of bank cards in his wallet.

Especially that kind of bank gold card, black card and the like, a credit card that can be a lot lower.

"Why don't you swipe your card, I have a POSS machine here." Seeing that Wei Fei really wanted to buy, the stall owner's enthusiasm suddenly came up.

"Let's take a look again and ask about the prices of other stalls. If your side is the lowest, we will buy it again." Yang Dongxu said.

Hit Wei Fei with his shoulder, who wanted to take the wallet set.

"Yes, ask about the prices at other stalls." Wei Fei nodded.

The stall owner looked at Yang Dongxu a little bit displeased, but he saw that the other person was tall and mammoth, and moved a few people away and walked together as friends. If this is choking with Yang Dongxu, the business will definitely be horrible, so I dare not say anything.

"Then you go to other stalls, I told you that my three monkey tickets are not unique in this street, but the price is definitely the most affordable. If you don't believe me, just ask."

Hearing the other side's words, several big men swayed away.

"The monkey ticket is wrong?" Wei Fei couldn't help asking, walking a few steps away from the booth. Wu Sheng, who was walking beside, also pricked his ears.

As for men, he is fascinated by fishing and collecting antiques, and he doesn't like it too much. Wei Fei didn't think about collecting antiques waiting for him to appreciate, but just wanted to buy it.

"All three are fake. Don't feel that things look old and they feel old. The yellowing may also be caused by a small fire. Besides, the stamps are really well protected and sealed, and they are almost the same as the new ones when taken out. , Not necessarily so old.

The yellowed and obsolete ones are the ones that have been pasted on envelopes and used, and then cut out for collection. Those three felt for so long, but they weren’t used before. They didn’t look right at first sight. Didn’t you collect this, don’t you have any common sense? "

"There are also those who haven't used it before and are not very yellowed?" Wei Fei retorted a little unconvinced.

However, after retorting it, I felt that it didn't make much sense to maintain this face in front of Yang Dongxu. Then he smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I just started to build a small collection recently, and I don't understand a lot of things.

The main thing is to collect and look at the mood. Anyway, the money is not bad. If you buy it wrong, you will feel depressed, and you will be unhappy for a while. The mood is different if you buy the right one and make a profit. "

What Wei Fei said was obviously the truth. He just seemed bored and wanted to find a little hobby. If you like this thing, it is naturally bitter and sweet. He is not afraid to spend money, so more experience is naturally buying the right thing. Happy to buy.

I just bought it right, I didn’t buy a lot of times and I was always feeling a little depressed.

"Why don't we go to the store and give your palms?" Wei Fei couldn't help but said.

Yang Dongxu is a big collector, he is well-known in the circle, but he is very low-key and has a low sense of existence. When he and Yang Dongxu couldn't see it for quite a few years, this one had been collecting antiques in Sijiucheng with the cart for many years.

"It's really so easy to pick up leaks? To be honest, unless you go to those remote rural areas with no electricity, or simply go abroad, you can fool those foreigners who don't understand the essence of China.

If you want to pick up the leaks in China, especially in the antique market where professional selling and making old things and all kinds of flickers are experts, you might as well buy a lottery ticket and look forward to winning the first prize tomorrow. "

"What you said is not right. Although I entered this business not long ago, I saw with my own eyes a very inconspicuous brush wash that a master picked up at a small stall.

Everyone feels that taking things is fake, because the things are so new that they don't look like old porcelain at all, but no expert has seen the way, and he is reluctant to sell them with a hundredfold profit. "Wei Fei is really not convinced this time.

In fact, he doesn't care about the hundreds of times the profit, what he mainly wants to feel is the excitement of the mood. That is to say, the kind of people who are too idle to find a small adjustment in their life.

"You also said that they are both masters and experts. If you can see a case of picking up a leak, it is catching up. It doesn't mean that this happens every day.

There are antique streets all over the country as long as the larger cities are? There are countless antique shops, right? Have you heard that master picks up and misses every day?

An antique expert, who spends 365 days a year on the antique street, is lucky to pick it up once a year.

The leaks you have heard about are collected by antique experts from all over the country. Everyone picks up the leaks once a year or even a few years, and then puts them together to hear that there are a lot of leaks, as if it is easy to pick up the leaks.

The fact is that one person has been playing antiques all his life, and there is not a lot of people who have missed a chance. On the contrary, it is a lot of tricks every day. Almost all people who play antiques have paid tuition.

Besides, there is something to collect about the monkey ticket. If you like it, I will send you a copy next day. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"One version?" Wei Fei stared at Yan Jing. Although he had just started playing this, he knew the rarity of a full version of Monkey Tickets.

"One page, one full page, complete, new and unused." Yang Dongxu nodded affirmatively.

"Do you have a lot of monkey tickets?"

"It's not much, it's just as high as one person piled up in the corner. I haven't counted how many of them." Yang Dongxu said casually.

Wei Fei opened his mouth, and his face collapsed at the next moment, "I suddenly feel that I don't want to collect stamps anymore."

What I feel is rare and interesting, but it turns out to be piled up everywhere like Chinese cabbage. This thing is done...

"I'm not afraid to blow the bull off and find it?"

Wei Fei's face was depressed, and a tourist next to him who was visiting the Antique Street obviously couldn't bear Yang Dongxu's words just now.