Chen Wenzhe picked out some defective tourmalines and just got rid of them. After all, he had too many of them and he needed money recently.
Thinking that there are some, Chen Wenzhe still has to deal with two rookies.
"Remember, the motorcycle pot is made with glass water and chemical materials. It has no air permeability and is not a real purple clay pot, so the tea will stink after being left overnight. This kind of pot is made by combining the mold with the machine and can be pressed out in a minute or two.
The rough embryo of the pot body is then refined to become the finished purple clay pot.
In comparison, the grouting pot is even more extreme. The grouting pot processes mineral materials into a paste-like slurry. The water absorption of the plaster model is used to pour the mud into the mold. After cooling, the plaster mold can be removed to form.
I can make at least a hundred of them a day very quickly.”
"This is a motorcycle pot?" Zhao Fei suddenly realized, but the young man opposite could only hide his face and walk away.
These are not very qualified. How can people in the real antique industry care about such things? Isn’t being thick-skinned a basic skill?
"Everyone, there is a suspicious item here. Does anyone know anything about genuine leather products?"
On Chen Wenzhe's side, after he had just sent away all the customers and was calming down, there was a problem at the luxury bag counter.
It was easy to work in the afternoon and there should be no major problems, but someone over there had a problem.
"Doesn't anyone else know about miscellaneous stuff?"
The little girl on the other side of the famous bag turned red and didn't know what was wrong.
"If no one understands, we will go to the teacher upstairs. If you get a lesson then, don't blame us."
Seeing that no one answered, another slightly older girl shouted loudly.
Chen Wenzhe felt the lawsuit on his forehead. Although he didn't understand much about the pawn shop, he also understood that if he didn't come forward, he would be punished later.
"Chen Ru, don't call the teacher all the time. Is there anything difficult to identify about your bags?"
The one at the gold counter closest to the luxury bag and wine counter was unhappy at first.
There are four counters selling jewelry, gold, jade and famous cigarettes, wines, bags and watches, which are the busiest every day.
Even on the most leisurely afternoon, they still have many customers.
If a person is too tired, he will definitely feel irritable and is about to explode now.
"Sir, I really can't see this thing of yours. Why don't you go to the antique counter? The gold counter is on top, so they can."
The girl who spoke later was very aggressive, and now she directly caused trouble and pushed the customer to the gold counter.
The appraiser at the gold counter was unhappy: "It belongs to antiques and miscellaneous items!"
"Please don't, I'm just a little apprentice. No matter how complicated the antiques are, they can't be mixed into the leather."
"It can't fall on our painting and calligraphy counter either."
"Haha, it has nothing to do with porcelain, right?"
"You are wrong. There is a piece of porcelain on it. It seems to be from France. Otherwise, go to the porcelain department. The new Xiao Chen is very good."
"You guys, please stop making noises. Let me tell you first. There are only two of you, but you don't have a real first-level appraiser?"
When Chen Wenzhe asked this question, everyone fell silent. Needless to say, there was really no real first-level appraiser here.
"You can't even achieve ten million-dollar businesses?" Chen Wenzhe was almost instinctive and a little doubtful.
Chen Jiadong, who was not far away, smiled bitterly and said: "I have been studying with the teacher for more than ten years, and I haven't completed ten transactions yet."
"So difficult?" This time it was Zhao Fei who asked.
Chen Jiadong glanced at Fei Zhao: "Talent comes after connections!"
"Okay, okay, don't complain here. I'll leave this thing to you. I heard that you completed two million-level transactions today?"
As he spoke, a man threw a leather belt in his hand on the counter in front of Chen Wenzhe.
"Are you from within the company?" Knowing the situation so well? Chen Wenzhe looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously.
"Isn't it an internal assessment?" Zhao Fei blurted out her doubts.
"From the risk control department?" Ye Chengfeng said more accurately.
"Fuck, those little girls in the fashion department are seeking death."
"No wonder you are so arrogant. If you don't know how to read, you won't read it, and you are causing trouble."
"Don't make wild guesses, I'm just an ordinary customer."
The young man who took out his belt was even more arrogant. Looking at him, he didn't look like an ordinary customer.
Chen Wenzhe has a headache. He doesn't mind appraising such a belt, but what's the benefit of appraising it?
Also, will you do this to him from time to time in the future?
Chen Wenzhe picked up the belt helplessly, and there was indeed a piece of porcelain on it, which was blue and white porcelain. It seemed that foreigners really liked this kind of porcelain.
However, the small square piece of porcelain on it is just a decoration on the belt and has no impact on the value of the belt.
When I feel the belt, it is very soft and must be genuine leather.
However, Chen Wenzhe couldn't tell at that moment what kind of leather this was made of?
Not to mention what kind of leather it was made of, Chen Wenzhe couldn't even understand its brand.
This thing should be seen at the fashion counter.
Now that the push is on their side, it is possible that they are deliberately looking for trouble.
"You, you, are you going to live and die?"
"It costs at least 60,000 yuan to die."
Chen Wenzhe was speechless. If he said it with such certainty, then he knew the value of this belt?
Chen Wenzhe looked over and over carefully. At this time, he found that there was an LV logo on it. Is this thing difficult to identify?
It's really difficult for him because he doesn't understand the situation in the fashion industry and doesn't know whether this belt is worth 60,000 yuan.
"What's going on at your fashion counter? Isn't this an LV belt? Don't you know the price yet?"
"We also know that this is a LV belt, but we really don't know its value. A belt worth 60,000 yuan is definitely not like this."
"Then let's call it an imitation!" Zhao Fei was still so outspoken.
"Can a replica sell for 60,000?"
"The customer said 60,000, is it 60,000?"
Zhao Fei didn't give in a word, and the lady who was professional in bag appraisal just rolled her eyes.
In the end, they simply ignored them. They were really busy at work there, and there are still more than a dozen people waiting to be hired as bags!
When Chen Wenzhe saw this situation, he could only express his shock.
There are well-dressed men and a beautiful woman who is exquisitely and fashionably dressed, but they actually make a living by pawning bags?
It seems that this customer cannot be rejected. Chen Wenzhe has no choice but to cheat.
However, when he saw the production process of this belt, he was a little dumbfounded.
This belt is really extraordinary. No wonder the customer asked for it directly for 60,000 yuan.
This belt was made in the 1990s and is made of a very peculiar animal skin.