The antique street is still bustling.

Jia Sidao was really puzzled by the way that the "Weekly Diary" closed in the morning. Moreover, he didn't know much about some of the in-depth terms they spoke.

However, A San explained to Jia Sidao. The shops opened on Antique Street are still very different from those other jade shops. If a store operates on sales, it would be great that many souvenir shops around most tourist areas nowadays would not close the store doors during the day.

But what if it is a store, it is not based on the quantity sold, but on the unprecedented profit of a single product?

Therefore, in antique shops, it is common to not open the door during the day. For example, if you meet a big customer, or the store owner goes out to receive the goods by himself, and are afraid that his subordinates will make mistakes, etc., you may close the door during the day.

And that Ma Master is naturally the main customer. If Ma Master could take away a piece of jade on the second floor of "Weekly Diary", it would be enough to make the profit of "Weekly Diary" in ordinary time, ten days, half a month or even half a year.

No wonder Jia Sidao looked at Uncle Zhou's attitude towards Mr. Ma, and seemed to have a hint of respect. I guess Mr. Ma is considered a big shot in the industry, right?

Jia Sidao has heard that people in the antique industry like to kill newbies the most. If you don’t know how to pretend to understand, even if you buy fakes, even if the seller makes money, he will scold you in his heart: Pig head. If you are a veteran, even if you bargain, the seller has almost no profit to make, and the seller will give you a thumbs up. How can you say a word like?

"Asan, you know so much, can't you be an insider?" Jia Sidao looked at Ahsan. He seemed to be a little like a fish in water on the antique street. He was very leisurely and couldn't help but ask. Moreover, if he didn't come to the antique street often, how could he see a woman like Yanran?

"It's not worth it." A San replied lightly, "It's just that I know more or less and learn a little bit. I have an uncle who is quite famous in this industry. Otherwise, Ali wouldn't recognize me. Why, are you interested in these?"

"There are some interests, but the main reason is that I don't understand anything." Jia Sidao said the truth. No matter who is standing on the antique street and looking at the surroundings with precious cultural relics, the pride of history and pride of Chinese civilization in my heart is engraved in my bones.

"Haha, my buddy is very good." A San patted Jia Sidao on the shoulder. The two of them were about the same height. They were quite outstanding in places like Jiangnan. "My uncle often taught me that young people should love antiques more, which are all valuable assets left to us by our ancestors. However, for the sake of our buddy, I will tell you quietly that this industry is due to interest, and if you don't have some eyesight, it is better not to get too deep."

"Oh, what do you mean?" Jia Sidao was confused when he heard it.

"Anti-talk is about a mentality, antiques, and that's just fun." As San said in a reasonable way, then, as if he wanted to make an example, he pulled Jia Sidao to the section where there were more street stalls. He also said while walking, "Look, most of the people coming and going in the alleys of this alley are here to see it, and they enjoy the fun of the Taobao process. Anyone who is eager to take action is probably a young man. At the beginning, I bought something I like, and I always thought about it. One day I picked up a big leak and I sent it. But so far, I have never been sentenced to my uncle when I bought things home. Fortunately, I am in a good mood and have won entertainment. I have not spent any big money, so I just think it's just to pay the tuition."

Seeing Jia Sidao's curious gaze, A San didn't care and asked, "Why, don't believe it?"

"No." Jia Sidao looked at Asan and said, "I just think you are a little old-fashioned, not as if it was said at our age."

"It's right not like it." Asan couldn't help laughing, "Not to mention me, just come on the street for a few years or two, and the tone of speaking is probably the same."

As he said that, A San led Jia Sidao to a street stall, pulled Jia Sidao, and sat down next to the stall owner, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed a piece to Jia Sidao and the stall owner, lit it, and then said, "Xiaoma, how are you doing today?"

"I haven't started to rush yet." The stall owner who asked Xiaoma to take a deep breath and said to Asan angrily. He was not old. Jia Sidao guessed that he should be a few years older than him and Asan. He had some traces of wind and frost on his face. His clothes were simple and simple.

On his stall, there were a lot of things, including jade, porcelain, coins, bottles and jars, and they were all placed on a flower cloth of about three or four square meters, and there were two old knives in one corner.

"I haven't started to make a move, even a business has not been completed yet." After hearing Xiaoma's words, A San knew that Jia Sidao didn't understand, so he explained.

"Oh, A San, are you bringing newcomers?" After hearing A San's words, Jia Sidao said nothing, but Xiaoma looked at A San curiously, looking very surprised.

"Come on, what newcomers are not newcomers? This is Jia Sidao, an alumnus from my university. We were just kicked out of the "Weekly Diary". "Asan said anything to Xiaoma.

"You boy, you have a vision. I have seen that girl. To be honest, I really want to go there for a few days, but I know what kind of thing I am, so I have lost my heart. Jia Sidao, right? Just call me Xiaoma." Xiaoma sighed and pointed to the things on his stall and said, "If you are interested in these, please take a look."

Then, he suddenly said to A San: "This industry is getting harder and harder to do. A San, for the sake of acquaintances, why would you like to collect from your buddies today? Don't worry, you will never fool you with new things."

"Come on, I haven't had rice in my pocket recently." Asan leisurely spit out a smoke ring, faintly scattering a hint of strange charm.

"Just be fooled." Xiao Ma sneered at what Ah San said, completely disbelief. Just as he was about to say something, a young man came to his stall, squatted down, picked up a bottle, weighed it, looked carefully on it, and then touched the surface of the bottle with his fingers.

Xiaoma immediately put down Ah San and ignored him and turned to stare at the person coming.

Jia Sidao also looked over curiously, not knowing such a bottle, but by looking at it, you can see what tricks you can see. Judging from the other party's age, it was similar to Jia Sidao, but his attitude looked decent, and he was completely an old pedantic.

"Boss, what is the price of this thing?" the visitor asked Xiaoma.

"Brother, you can tell at a glance that you are a good person." Xiao Ma was not busy raising the price, but said it in the bottle, "Look, this is a good thing. You have to be willing to give you a real price of 2,000 yuan."

When the visitor heard this, he did not say anything.
Chapter completed!