Li Fei didn’t want his sister to know about the tomb robbing, so he definitely couldn’t pull this cart of stuff home by himself. He could only pull it all to a temporary warehouse, and then let me live in the warehouse and watch over it.
Spending time with soul bottles all over the floor would make me feel intimidated even if I'm brave.
I didn't dare to sleep too much at night, so I bought two bottles of liquor, a pound of peanuts, and sat on the floor to drink alone. As long as people are drunk, they won't think about those messy things.
I was in the mood to drink when I suddenly heard a knock on the door, which scared me so much that I suddenly sobered up.
I didn't dare to say anything.
Then I heard someone say from outside the door, "It's me, Aaron, open the door."
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"What?"
"Brother, you are so elegant. You even drank by yourself? It's nothing. I just came to see you."
I asked people to come in and thought, "Maybe Li Fei is worried about things, so let this guy come over and take a look."
I brought a paper cup, poured half a cup for him, and then asked, "How is the noodles?"
"Tsk, this mouthful is really strong."
"Four broken ribs and punctured lung. I will have to stay in the hospital for at least a month."
"Brother Feng, your palm moves are so awesome. Have you ever learned martial arts? It's a shame that I'm lucky, otherwise he would have to meet an angel."
Aaron moved around, and suddenly, a watermelon knife fell from his body.
He hurriedly picked up the watermelon knife and said with a smile, "Brother, please answer, have you ever learned martial arts?"
I also carry a knife with me all the time, so I don't feel anything unusual.
I took a sip of the wine and said, "I was using Baguazhang at that time, and I still had five points of strength left, otherwise I would have died or become disabled."
"That's really awesome."
Aaron brought a bench and said, "Brother, can you smash this thing to pieces with a single palm of Baguazhang? Brother, you still want to open your eyes."
As the saying goes, wine strengthens one's courage. I chuckled and said, "It's not difficult, just keep an eye on it."
Putting the bench on the ground, I took advantage of the three points of alcohol, lifted my breath, and my mind sank into my dantian, recalling the feeling of that slap in my mind.
When the luck was over, my eyes widened with anger and my palm fell instantly!
Two seconds later.
"Isn't this broken?" Aaron stared at the bench and asked.
I said expressionlessly " The Xingyi Palm I used this time is about damaging its inner parts. The bench is fine now. In fact, the internal wooden structure and texture have been completely smashed by me. If you don’t believe me, use a magnifying glass to take a closer look.”
I made an excuse and said that I had drunk too much and went to the toilet and would be back soon.
When I came outside, I immediately threw my hands away. It really hurt.
what's the situation?
Could it be that the slap I gave my old face was my human potential?
After three years of hard training, why did it end up being a flash in the pan?
At that moment, the power that was superior to ordinary people made me very intoxicated. At that moment, I really felt that I was the strongest man in the world. If I met Xie Qirong or Shi Wuchang, my palm would definitely hit their internal organs.
Vomiting blood.
After drinking with Aaron for a while, he got up and left, and I locked the door and went to sleep.
Now that the appointed time is getting closer and closer, on the one hand, I urged Li Fei to quickly find someone to replace Lao Mian. It is really difficult to do the job without one person. On the other hand, I have been looking for buyers for this batch of goods locally in Yinchuan.
The business talks about "matching the dealer" when selling goods, and Qin Xida, the soul bottle, talks to the dealer. There are two reasons why I didn't go to Qin Xida.
On the one hand, the reason is that the current situation is unclear, there has been no news from my head for more than a month, and I am still on the run, so I really don’t dare to contact acquaintances rashly.
On the other hand, the reason is that this batch of black glaze soul bottles is of low quality. It is not the high-end shadow green soul bottle with plastic and engravings from the Northern and Southern Dynasties or Southern Song Dynasty. In fact, in my eyes, it is junk. I, Xiang Yun
If Feng sells junk goods, it would be tantamount to lowering his status. What status do I have?
What I pursue is that when anyone on the way hears my name, what they immediately think of is, "It turns out to be Shenyan Peak, hurry up and go see it. The products he sells must be exquisite, sophisticated, old, good, and rare."
I would rather eat a bite of fairy peach than a basket of rotten apricots.
Abandoning the traditional concept of taking what you see, not touching the less valuable junk in the tomb, constantly optimizing its own shipping chain, strengthening personnel management, and controlling the quality of the team's products, in order to build a first-class famous brand in the circle, this is what I believe
part of future career blueprint planning.
Of course, this is in the future, but I still have to take it now because I am so strapped for money that I am starving to death.
Yinchuan Antique Market is located near the North Tower of Xingqing District. It is not a small area and has many shops, but there are not many people on Saturdays and Sundays. I was carrying a backpack with a black glaze soul bottle sample in it and asked people if they would accept it.
.
This is not to catch someone and ask questions blindly.
"You don't show off your skills as an amateur", I can tell in just a few words whether this person is considered an insider or not.
At the far west end of Beita Market, there is a small shop selling miscellaneous items. The area of the store is less than 20 square meters. Various Buddha statues, stone carvings and miscellaneous items are piled up in the room. People who come in feel like they have nowhere to go.
The shop owner is a balding middle-aged man in his forties. The three tufts of hair on his head may be the last sign of his stubbornness.
He was wearing glasses and was leisurely drinking tea and reading a newspaper. When I came in with my backpack, he didn't even say anything to me, let alone getting up to greet me.
I pretended to have a foreign accent and asked, "Master, do you usually eat ghost food here?"
He immediately put down the newspaper, raised his head and frowned and asked, "Where did the tiger child come from?"
As soon as I heard that I was right, I immediately sat down and said, "It's not a coincidence. I climbed the mountain and got here today. I want to have a walk with you, master."
Shenghuzi refers to a novice, climbing to the top of the mountain means an expert from other places, and passing over to the industry means that he wants to do business with you.
After saying that, I took out the soul bottle and placed it on the ground.
He took a look and said with a smile, "You climbed up the mountain. I thought you were a tough mountain guy, but it turned out to be a rotten radish." (Rotten radish means garbage).
I was not angry, but said, "Rotten radish can make people full even if it is cooked, and the rotten radish in this pot is only on the top. There may be fat and vermicelli hidden at the bottom. If you don't finish the rotten radish on top,
, then how can you see the good things underneath?”
"How many?" he asked immediately.
"About one hundred and four. It's cheap. The unit price is one thousand and fifty, and the total is only two hundred thousand."
The other party was surprised and said, "So many? Brother, where did you get them? Let me see the meat and vermicelli. Are they gold or jade? Have you brought them?"
I shook my head, "It's not convenient to take with me. I have to finish eating the carrots before I can see it."
He frowned and thought.
I didn't rush him, I just unscrewed the bottle and drank some water.
Where do I get the meat and vermicelli? I have a big broken iron vat! But I'm not lying to him. I don't have it in my hand, there is it in the ground! Just wait until I get it out and show it to you.
There are similar unwritten rules in the industry. If you don't buy my ordinary things, no one will show you the good ones.
"Let's do it, 700 each, and I'll get through."
"1200, the lowest."
"900 is the limit. You know, I only have a few hundred yuan in profit."
"Okay! Then it's a deal!"
"I'll give you the money right away, but brother, you have to promise to sell me the rest of the good meat."
"Don't worry, I understand the rules."
In the evening, I loaded the soul bottles into the car and sent them to the place designated by the other party. Then I counted the money and got cash.
After the transaction was completed, I immediately told Li Fei the news and asked him to come out to meet me. I did not hide the price of the sale and told Li Fei truthfully.
"It's just that little? A few people can share one point, which is less than tens of thousands of dollars." Li Fei was not very satisfied after the meeting.
"Brother Fei, don't worry. There are so many good things in the world. This is a good start, and I have contacted them all. From now on, the goods we are shipping will have stable sales. Now we are waiting for your people.
Come, let’s get on with it right away!”
Li Fei looked at me, suddenly frowned and asked, "Do you know that Aaron informed me this afternoon that my old face died in the hospital."
"What?"
"The old man is dead! Didn't he just have a broken rib! He has already completed the operation!?"
Li Fei looked at me and said, "My face was covered to death."
The moment I heard the news, my brain short-circuited for two seconds, and then a slight chill ran down my back.
"Brother Feifei, who did this? The hospital should have surveillance, right?" I asked.
Li Fei's face was indifferent. He looked at me and shook his head, "The surveillance camera didn't capture it. I'm still investigating. Anyway, the old man is my brother. His death is unknown. I will definitely investigate thoroughly and give him an explanation."
I nodded and said yes, and also said that we could start looking for him from his old enemies.
Li Feidao said, "We have too many enemies. Maybe someone knew that something happened to me and he was paralyzed in the hospital. That person came over and took advantage of me and covered me to death."
