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Chapter 155 Opening

 "What's your normal level?"

Zhang Chongxin asked casually.

My son has excellent vision and has had many successful cases before, so he is trustworthy.

Zhang Hao recalled it and immediately replied:

"Probably between four hundred and five hundred!"

"Only more than 400? Now the price of gold is about to exceed 2,000. Isn't this a steep drop?"

Zhang Chongxin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Dad, when most people cannot even guarantee their basic livelihood, gold cannot be eaten or worn, and its value will inevitably be greatly reduced."

Steven nodded repeatedly: "What Zhang Hao said makes sense. As the saying goes, 'when you are full and warm, you will think about lust.' Only when the problem of food and clothing is solved can everyone be willing to consume gold jewelry."

"Okay, I understand. I will wait until the price of gold drops below five hundred yuan before I take action." Zhang Chongxin nodded seriously, and then sighed: "It's a pity that the futures market has stopped, otherwise I could have made a lot of money for nothing.

A wasted opportunity."

"Dad, don't think about it. Just relying on your son and my business acumen, won't I be able to make money easily?"

Zhang Hao's self-confidence is overwhelming.

This is the huge advantage brought by "cheating".

Zhang Chongxin snorted coldly when he heard this: "Young people, don't be too arrogant. Don't think that you are invincible just because you made some money through bad luck."

"Isn't it? Where am I so arrogant?"

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly.

"Hmph, your dad and I have been in the business world for decades, and we have learned one truth from the beginning to the end. Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. Making money is never easy."

"Dad, I understand everything you said."

Zhang Hao nodded helplessly.

In the dream, he had also suffered a lot and had long understood the difficulty of making money.

"You know nothing. If you really understood, you wouldn't have said what you just said. I hope you can fail once so that you can wake up."

Zhang Chongxin’s words are serious and thoughtful.

Zhang Hao was speechless. He could not find a reason to refute. Even if he told his father the truth, he would not believe it and would only think that he had a mental problem.

In order to prevent accidents, he prepared to bring the biggest secret of "Apocalypse" into the coffin.

……

Time flies so fast, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Chongxin’s art store is finally about to open.

At the same time, under Zhang Jiayi's persuasion, Steven accepted the position of "store manager".

June 1st, Federal Children’s Day.

It is also the day when "Si Hai Ji Zang" opens.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, after finishing all official duties, Zhang Hao drove to the art store.

Due to limited conditions, the renovated cultural and entertainment store has basically not changed much. The interior is the same as that of a general large supermarket. The biggest change is that the shelves have been upgraded and glass protective covers have been installed.

There are nearly 60 employees in the store.

One-third of them are security personnel, one-third are appraisers and art restorers, and the remaining one-third are waiters and logistics staff.

"Dad, how's the business?"

"It's not bad. Several waves of colleagues came here in the morning. They all seemed to be preparing to change careers. In total, they delivered more than 10,000 items of entertainment, which is enough to keep the store busy for several months."

"So many? Can't they be fakes?"

Zhang Hao was shocked.

Zhang Chongxin shook his head: "Probably not. The masters in the store have authenticated them and they are basically genuine.

You don’t need to be surprised, our store currently only accepts ancient coins, calligraphy and paintings. Ancient coins are small in size and large in quantity. If we open them up and collect them, hundreds of millions of them can be easily collected."

"What prices are charged?"

"Except for the Fifty Treasures of Guquan, most ancient coins are one-tenth of their original price. The Daming Tongbao, which was worth several thousand yuan last year, now only costs a few hundred yuan."

"Is the market collapse so severe? If inflation and other factors are included, wouldn't it be equivalent to a devaluation of one-twentieth?"

Zhang Hao felt a little surprised.

This far exceeded his expectations.

"About that, the market is like this now, but there are exceptions. Many gold and silver coins have risen a lot. Take the panda gold coins issued last year as an example. The price has risen directly from 12,000 yuan to more than 50,000 yuan."

“Panda gold coins are originally earned from processing fees, so it’s not surprising that the price is higher than the price of gold.”

Zhang Hao nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Chongxin couldn't help but regretted: "After listening to your words before, I basically don't touch gold and silver coins now, just for fear that the price will drop and suffer a big loss. After all, gold and silver coins are not ordinary gold and silver materials, and it takes time to realize them."

"Dad, you are right to always do this."

Zhang Hao immediately agreed.

Although their family is not short of money, they cannot be willing to be the wrongdoers. They jump into a trap even though they know it is a trap. Wouldn’t that be a fool?

"When the price of gold drops, I will collect another 10,000 gold bars. Gold bars are too vulgar and I don't like them very much."

"Ahem..." Zhang Hao couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. The old man was pretending to be a cultured man again, "Dad, we can't just go in but not go out. How much sales did we make this morning?"

"No, not even a dime. The market is really bad now, otherwise the price wouldn't have collapsed so completely." Zhang Chongxin said worriedly.

"It's okay. Anyway, the price is cheap and it is easy to store. At worst, if you keep it for decades, the price will rise one day, and then you will make dozens of times the profit. This is much better than depositing it in the bank."

Zhang Hao quickly comforted him.

After this wave of inflation ends, local prices and wages will basically not rise much due to the dual impact of the rationing system and the planned economy.

It’s been like one day for decades.

This period is known as the Thirty Years of Stagnation.

There may be another forty, fifty, sixty, or even one hundred years of stagnation ahead.

Zhang Chongxin nodded: "I think so too. These antiques are the bottom of our family's luggage. If your business fails in the future, you can use them as emergency supplies so that you will not be desperate."

"Dad, you are always considerate."

Zhang Hao smiled and complimented.

His father is definitely worrying too much. In his hands, the old Zhang family will only become more and more prosperous. Any problems will also be caused by the sons. It depends on whether the two brothers can live up to their expectations.

"Okay, let me take you to the warehouse to have a look. I received a lot of good treasures today, which will open your eyes."

"Okay!"

Soon, the father and son arrived at the warehouse.

When Steven saw his brother-in-law, he immediately came over and said hello: "Zhang Hao, you are here."

"Second brother-in-law, isn't my second sister here?"

Zhang Hao said doubtfully.

His second sister left at nine o'clock in the morning.

"She sent a flower basket over, stayed for ten minutes and then left, saying she was going to the port to inspect the work."

"Today a ship of feed arrived at the port, with a total of 200,000 tons. The second sister must be worried!"

Zhang Hao explained casually.

After half a year of preparation, those foreign trade companies finally established a firm foothold overseas and successfully shipped back the first batch of earthworm feed.

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