"Don't look at me, Uncle Jing didn't let me say it."
Seeing the look in Su Xiaofan's eyes, Zheng Dagang knew what he was thinking. Jing Shizhen was a god-like figure in the antique market. He had never revealed their relationship to outsiders. In fact, he felt uncomfortable suppressing it.
"You kid, if you don't want to do business with me, then don't use my name."
Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang, laughed and cursed, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and said: "This is the Pu'er I got from the deep mountains of Yunnan Province. That place is inaccessible. This tea is as beautiful as heaven and earth. It is rare. You guys
Let’s have a taste.”
"Brother Jing, you really gave this guy face." Uncle Yuan did not let Jing Shizhen pour him tea, but picked up the tea bowl and poured himself a cup.
“Good tea.”
After Su Xiaofan drank a cup of tea, he felt a honey-like taste between his lips and teeth. After drinking a cup of tea, the fragrance penetrated his heart, and his whole person seemed to become much clearer. Although Su Xiaofan did not know how to taste tea,
But I also know that this tea is extraordinary.
"This is made from the tenderest tea greens. When brewed, it will have an orchid fragrance." Jing Shizhen said with a smile: "The ancients said that the fragrance is like the fragrance of Jiuwan orchid, and it is as round as the bright moon wheel in Sanqiu. This is what it means.
This orchid puer tea.”
"It's not bad. This tea can relieve the heat. I don't feel hot anymore after drinking it." Zheng Dagang said with a smile.
"You're such a vulgar kid. I don't know what kind of person your father is, so why did you give birth to a son like you who doesn't know how to be elegant?"
Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang angrily. Her old friend had a profound knowledge of traditional Chinese culture, was proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was an elegant man. However, he was uneducated and incompetent in giving birth to a son. He dropped out of school early and was unwilling to do so.
Jing Shizhen didn't know what to say about him when he was doing legitimate business and had to go to the market to practice stalling.
"Uncle Jing, you and I are traveling together, you can't say that to me."
Zheng Dagang cried out when he heard this, "It's not like you don't know that I liked practicing martial arts when I was a child, but my father insisted that I study literature, but I wasn't interested. In the end, I couldn't do anything in literature or martial arts. Is it my fault?"
Su Xiaofan knew about Zheng Dagang's hobby. Although he was only ten years older than Su Xiaofan, people of Zheng Dagang's generation grew up watching Young and Dangerous. When they were in school, they liked fighting and killing the most, and Zheng Dagang actually practiced it.
, just three or five people are no match for him.
"You started practicing martial arts too late. How can you still practice it when you are more than ten years old? And what kind of things are you practicing?"
Jing Shizhen shook his head, "You won't be famous no matter how hard you practice those bad moves in the arena. In today's society, what's the point of practicing martial arts? Do you want to be brave and ruthless?"
"Uncle Jing, you are right. Practicing martial arts now means keeping fit."
Zheng Dagang rarely raised any eyebrows, because what Jing Shizhen said was reasonable. In today's society, your louder voice can scare people into trouble. If you dare to make a move, and others go to the ground, you won't be able to afford the compensation even if you have a mine at home.
.
"Tell me, why did you come to me this time?" Jing Shizhen looked at Zheng Dagang with a smile, "You usually avoid me when you see me, don't say you miss me, do you think I can teach you a lesson?"
"Hey, Uncle Jing, I brought Xiaofan here to open his eyes."
Zheng Dagang said with a flattering smile: "Who doesn't know that Uncle Jing, you are second to none in the domestic antique world. The things in your warehouse are no worse than those in the museum. Let my brother open his eyes today."
"Show off?"
Jing Shizhen put down the tea cup in his hand. Although he only uttered two words from his mouth, the temperature in the entire outer hall seemed to have suddenly dropped several degrees. It was not until this moment that Su Xiaofan saw the charm of a big shot like Jing Shizhen.
That kind of momentum.
"No way."
Zheng Dagang was startled and said quickly: "I plan to start a pottery business with Xiaofan, but apart from you, I can't find a few real magic pottery in the market. I just brought Xiaofan to gain experience."
"You call that a magical artifact business?" Jing Shizhen snorted coldly, but her expression softened.
"How many times have I told you that magical artifacts are different from ordinary antiques. If you don't know how to handle them, don't mess around with them.
If you really meet a buyer who is in need but doesn’t know what to do, if you sell a fake magic weapon to others, it will kill someone, do you understand?”
Jing Shizhen shook his head and said helplessly: "In this business of magical instruments, the biggest fear is that sellers like you know nothing. If you meet a buyer who doesn't know anything, if you get together,
Something is bound to happen."
"Uncle Jing, as the saying goes, if you believe it, there will be something. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing."
Zheng Dagang carefully looked at Jing Shizhen's face and said in a low voice: "Isn't this thing just meant to fool people? Even if you take a real magic weapon, there is no ghost in the world to catch. So aren't the real ones and fake ones the same?
"
"You know shit."
Jing Shizhen was really angry at Zheng Dagang this time, "You're an ignorant kid. What do you know? Are magic weapons just used to catch ghosts?"
"If a magic weapon doesn't catch ghosts, what else can it do?"
Zheng Dagang is not afraid. He has been watched by Jing Shizhen since he was a child, and he has been spoiled by bears. This is just a small scene.
"For feng shui to control the environment, to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, to control the house and ward off evil spirits, magic tools can all be used."
Jing Shizhen pointed at Zheng Dagang and said: "How can those handicrafts you brought without any magic power do this? If they are really bought by people in need, aren't you deceiving people?"
"I didn't care about you before because there wasn't much evil in the city, and people who bought your items wanted peace of mind, but from now on..."
When Jing Shizhen said this, he suddenly stopped. After thinking for a while, he continued: "You can continue to do business in the future, but don't brag about how powerful your magic weapons are. Just sell them as handicrafts. If you really want to buy them,
If the utensils are affordable, you can bring them to my store and I will give you a commission when they are sold."
"Ah? Uncle Jing, I...I also want to start a pottery business in partnership with Xiaofan."
Zheng Dagang was stunned when he heard this. He and Su Xiaofan hadn't formed a team yet, and his magic weapon business was about to be disrupted by Uncle Jing.
"Is that called the business of magical artifacts?" Jing Shizhen said in an iron-clad tone: "You just haven't met anyone who knows the business. If you meet someone who knows the business and likes to care about it, he will destroy your business.
The matter is not negotiable, you must listen to me."
"Then...what should Xiaofan do?"
Zheng Dagang was a little dumbfounded. He knew that since Jing Shizhen said such words, his business of magical artifacts would really not be able to continue. If nothing else, as long as Jing Shizhen said something in the market that he, Zheng Dagang, was selling
They are all fake magic weapons, and he probably won't be able to survive in the antique market.
"You're still doing whatever you did before. Do you think the people who come out of Bronze Village will be hungry?"
Jing Shizhen glared at Zheng Dagang, pondered for a moment and said: "If you encounter a big customer, you can bring it to me. If the deal is made, I will give you 20% of it. Lao Yuan, please write this down."
"Yes, Brother Jing, the customers they bring are for 20%." Shopkeeper Yuan, who had been silent next to him, nodded in agreement.
"Yes!" After hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Zheng Dagang immediately agreed. Who doesn't know that the Jingxintang brand is definitely not fake? If he and Su Xiaofan can really bring over customers, the transaction rate will be very high.
More importantly, the items sold in the Jingxin Hall are generally very expensive. Those selling for 30 to 50,000 yuan are considered small businesses, and those selling for 3 to 500,000 yuan are also very common.
As for the Jingxin Hall in Luochuan, the annual turnover is estimated to be hundreds of millions. If they can get 20% of the sales they facilitate, it will be quite a lot. Of course, the premise is that the two brothers can attract customers.
"Come on, Xiaofan, our brothers' magic weapon business seems to have gone bad."
Zheng Dagang looked at Su Xiaofan, a little embarrassed. He was the one who brought up this matter, but it ended with him before it even opened.
"It's okay, Brother Gang, as you know, I'm not very short of money now."
Su Xiaofan laughed, turned to look at Jing Shizhen, and said seriously: "Uncle Jing, I am very interested in magical weapons. I wonder if you can let me see them today?"
"Want to see the magic weapon? You actually have it in the Bronze Ware Village."
"Do we have magic weapons in Sujia Village?"
Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because before the value that could repair his body appeared in his mind, he didn't pay much attention to the magic weapon. Even now, Su Xiaofan still thinks that the magic weapon is probably more valuable.
Just an antique.
"Why am I telling you this?"
Jing Shizhen pushed up her glasses, stood up, and said, "I don't have many magical instruments in my store. I only have two. Since you want to see them, I'll show them to you."
"Only two?"
Su Xiaofan also stood up, but he looked a little surprised. There were only two magic weapons in front of such a big door of Jingxin Hall.
"What do you think the magic weapon is?"
Seeing the expression on Su Xiaofan's face, Jing Shizhen was a little amused, "All branches of Jingxintang across the country have no more than ten magic weapons. Do you think there are two here?"
