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Chapter 12 Return to the Market

"Okay, brother, I'm jealous of your house. Come on, put this thing up so that I can congratulate you on your move."

Arriving at Su Xiaofan's new home, Zheng Dagang walked around in a circle, sat in the spacious living room, and looked at the vast artificial lake island park outside the balcony. Zheng Dagang was also envious.

Although he came to move Su Xiaofan, he still had to bring gifts. What Zheng Dagang brought was a red coral ornament, which symbolized a prosperous life and had a very good meaning.

"Brother Gang, I'm not polite, but you are a serious second-generation house owner. When it comes to houses, I can't compare to you."

Su Xiaofan took the red coral and placed it on top of the TV cabinet. He and Zheng Dagang had been hanging out together for several years and knew that Zheng Dagang's home was not considered self-resident. It was just a rented house and he collected rent every month.

They all have tens of thousands of dollars. Zheng Dagang's stall in the antique market is purely a hobby.

"That's different. The house I live in is not as good as yours."

Zheng Dagang shook his head. Although his family was given twelve houses for demolition, the largest one was only 120 square meters, and the others were all 890 square meters. It was easy to rent and sell, but it was definitely not as good as Su Xiaofan's.

The large flat floor is comfortable.

"Brother Dagang, drink some water." Su Xiaoxiao, who was packing things in the house, handed over a bottle of drink. After moving it, she discovered that a water dispenser was missing. Just now, after Su Xiaofan placed an order for a water dispenser, he ordered takeout.

Several boxes of drinks were delivered.

"Xiaofan, what's the matter? Are you still doing business in the antique market?" Zheng Dagang opened the drink and took a sip. Now that Su Xiaofan is considered a rich second generation, he wonders if he is still willing to set up a stall in the antique market.

In fact, working as a stall in the antique market is not as relaxed and comfortable as it seems, but it is very hard. You have to rush to the morning market in the morning, sometimes you have to enter the market at five or six o'clock, and you can't close the stall at eight or nine in the evening when business is good.

In addition, the stall is outside the antique city, and there is not even a sunshade. It is exposed to the wind and sun on weekdays. Most of the people who can persist there are middle-aged people with heavy family burdens, like Su Xiaofan.

There are not many young people.

"Do it, why don't you do it." Su Xiaofan said with a smile: "Brother Gang, I am also planning to start a utensil business with you, you have to take care of me."

After learning that the jade pendant given to him by his father was an incomplete magical artifact, Su Xiaofan became interested in the magical artifact. If he hadn't been so busy these days, he would have gone to the antique market to identify Zheng Dagang's magical artifacts.

, see if there is any difference with your own jade pendant.

"Hey, your kid finally got his brain figured out."

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zheng Dagang immediately slapped his thigh happily, "Let me tell you, these magical instruments are also divided into grades. Those Buddhist beads and the like are now on the street and cannot be sold at high prices.

Bronze ritual instruments are the best to sell. I will give you some pictures later and you can make them according to them. I will be responsible for finding a buyer. After making money, you will get rid of the cost of making the instruments. The two of us will add two to one and make five, and we will split it equally.

!”

"Okay, Brother Gang, you have the final say."

Su Xiaofan nodded, he produced the product, Zheng Dagang handled the channel sales, and the share ratio was appropriate. The most important thing was that the other party's character was trustworthy, which was what Su Xiaofan valued most.

"Hehe, it depends on your brother Gang. The magic weapon market in Luochuan City belongs to our two brothers."

Zheng Dagang got excited and slapped his thigh again. Although he was in Luochuan, guarding the largest bronze wholesale village in the country,

However, most of what the Bronze Ware Village makes are large-scale ornaments. Many of the heavy bronze wares such as bells, tripods, musical instruments, etc. are made for export, and do not match the magical wares required by Zheng Dagang. Custom-made ones require separate molding.

The price offered there was very high, but they were never able to reach cooperation.

When Zheng Dagang buys goods, he usually goes to the handicraft market. The prices there are cheap, but the workmanship is very poor, and they don't seem to be of high quality at first glance. They can't sell them at very high prices at the stalls.

Zheng Dagang knew that Su Xiaofan's craftsmanship was inherited from the old man in the Bronze Village. The bronze ornaments he made were very exquisite and sold well in the antique market.

Zheng Dagang had persuaded Su Xiaofan several times before to start his utensil business with him.

But Su Xiaofan felt that engaging in that stuff was a bit superstitious, and one day he was reported again, and he was not even allowed to do serious business, so he never agreed. Now that Su Xiaofan was relieved, Zheng Dagang was naturally very happy.

"Brother Gang, can your magic weapon really ward off evil and bring good luck?" Su Xiaofan asked what he had been thinking about, "I haven't seen you ask a monk or Taoist priest to consecrate it. Do those things work?"

"Hey, you kid, you've been in the market for two years, how come you're still so honest?"

Zheng Dagang looked at Su Xiaofan with hatred, "There are no ghosts or gods in this world. Of course, those things are just to fool people. How can I have the spare time to consecrate them?"

Although Zheng Dagang has been in the pottery business, he is definitely a materialist. His family is all intellectuals, so he is the only one who does not take the ordinary path.

Zheng Dagang thought for a while and said: "However, some objects blessed by eminent monks and great virtues are indeed good things. Some old customers are looking for this kind of objects and can sell them at high prices. It's just that there are too few such things.

It would be good to come across one or two in two years."

"Brother Gang, you can help me identify things later. It's best to look at them more. I'll be confident when I do it," Su Xiaofan said.

"That's necessary. I know who has the real magic weapon in his hand. I will take you there to see it when the time comes. You can take a few more photos." Zheng Dagang nodded. He didn't want what Su Xiaofan made to be completely different.

"I'm going to the market tomorrow to take a look at the stuff first, but I have to model it. The actual work will have to wait until next month."

Su Xiaofan glanced at his younger sister who was sitting at the end of the sofa, cracking melon seeds and watching TV, and said: "Xiaoxiao has been admitted to college. This is a big event. Xiaoxiao and I have to go back to the village in a few days and then send her off."

She goes to Yanjing, and our brothers’ business will have to wait until I come back from Yanjing.”

The Bronze Ware Village is very famous in all the ten villages and towns in Luochuan City. People in the village pay attention to education when they have money. Many people have been admitted to university in recent years, but Su Xiaoxiao is still the first to be admitted to the top domestic universities like Yanjing.

One, the day his father left, the village chief called and asked Su Xiaofan to take Su Xiaoxiao back no matter what.

It is one thing to accept the blessings of the villagers, but more importantly, the brothers and sisters Su Xiaofan were raised by their grandfather. When Su Xiaoxiao went to school, he had to pay his respects to his grandfather's grave.

"Okay, then we have agreed to wait until you come back from Yanjing." Zheng Dagang was in a good mood and laughed and said: "Let's go, today is a double happiness. Brother Gang invites you two to have a nice meal."

"No, Brother Gang, you helped me so much when I was in the hospital, and now you're helping me move. It's my turn to help you."

With food in hand, he was not worried. With the bank card given by his father, Su Xiaofan was naturally not stingy. The younger sister got up to watch TV and went out to find a famous restaurant in Luochuan City and had a good meal.

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It's good to move to a new home, but it's a bit far from the antique market. Su Xiaofan still has more than half a year to rent the house. He plans to wait for his sister to go to Yanjing to go to school before returning to live there. It will be more convenient to go to the market.

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The next day, Su Xiaofan originally wanted to take his sister with him, but Su Xiaoxiao made an appointment with her classmates. After the college entrance examination, they just let themselves go. It was basically all kinds of gatherings. Until the day before going to Yanjing, Su Xiaoxiao

The schedule is full.



Returning to the antique market and looking at the familiar environment, Su Xiaofan's mood was completely different from before.

In the past, I worked here just to make a living, but now I work here for my own hobbies. After two years in the antique market, Su Xiaofan did develop a strong interest in antiques.

As for whether he would run into people like Wu Chuanbao if he continued to do business here, Su Xiaofan wasn't too worried. He knew that those guys were shady, and the fact that he was electrocuted after chasing him before was enough for them to hide for a while.

And even if they did, it was Su Xiaofan who caused trouble for them, because eight thousand yuan almost cost him his life, and Su Xiaofan still wanted to settle the debt with them.

"Hey, Xiaofan, I heard that you are hospitalized, are you okay?"

"Xiaofan, are you feeling well? My brothers also said they would visit you in a few days."

"Brother Zhuzi, it's okay, everything is fine."

"Second brother, I have been discharged from the hospital. If you want to see me, you should go early."

Walking in the market, Su Xiaofan was greeted by voices everywhere, and the familiar feeling suddenly came back. Su Xiaofan walked inside while greeting everyone.

"Xiaofan, I didn't set up your stall for you. Let's wait until you come back from Yanjing."

Su Xiaofan came to the area where stalls were usually set up, and Zheng Dagang's stall had already stood up. "Originally, I didn't want to stall today, but if you want to see something, I brought over some good-quality magical artifacts from home.

Take a good look."

Zheng Dagang's stall is not big. It is said to be a street stall, but it actually has a table. There are only about twenty or thirty items on it, which is much less than usual. In Zheng Dagang's words, what he brought today are all high-quality products.

There are four or five bracelets placed on the outside, all packed in moisture-proof bags. There are diamond and small-leaf rosewood inside, and they have all been coated with pulp, making them look like old items.

However, Su Xiaofan knew that the batter was actually made by Zheng Dagang who bought a special skewer brushing machine. His stall was the best in making skewers by hand and could sell 180 skewers every month.

"Hey, Xiaofan, these strings were not made by a machine." Seeing Su Xiaofan staring at the bracelet, Zheng Dagang blushed and quickly explained in a low voice that his old background could not be hidden from Su Xiaofan.

"Let me take a look first." Su Xiaofan waved his hand and focused on the bracelets, silently reciting the word "repair" in his mind.

The repair value has been in mind for some time, and Su Xiaofan has made many attempts.

He found that as long as he stared at an object and thought about repairing it, feedback would appear in his mind. However, there were conditions. Complete objects could not be repaired, and some that could be repaired did not have enough repair value.

[Rudraksha, handicraft, irreparable!]

[Small-leaf rosewood, handicraft, irreparable!]

[Agarwood, handicraft, irreparable!]

After Su Xiaofan picked up the few cultural bracelets and looked at them carefully, a few lines of text appeared in his mind, listing the materials of the bracelets one by one, followed by the words "irrepairable".


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