"Teacher Meng, please don't call me teacher, Xiao Su. Just call me Xiao Su. I haven't even started teaching yet."
Su Xiaofan quickly said modestly, the two experts on the table were both from the New Palace Museum.
Both of them are experts in miscellaneous appraisals and are quite famous in the antique industry. They are worthy of their reputation and are not experts in the wild.
The two teachers were both in their forties or fifties. When they called them Teacher Su, Su Xiaofan felt uncomfortable all over.
"Xiao Su, do you also like to play with Wenwan?"
Another expert surnamed Gu saw the Rudraksha on Su Xiaofan's wrist and couldn't help but smile: "Literary toys have become very popular in recent years. I think many ordinary people will wear such a string."
When it comes to Wenwan, the barrier to entry is very low.
Buying a bunch of Wudang Vajras, if they are in excellent condition, only costs a few hundred yuan.
Wear it on your wrist and keep it for three to five years. If you play well, you can sell it for two to three thousand if you change hands.
Therefore, many ordinary people will buy a bunch of them and wear them, not only to keep up with the fashion, but also to increase their value after wearing them for several years.
So nowadays you can often see some young people either hanging a string of stars and moons around their necks, or wearing a diamond on their wrists.
"This thing requires a lot of effort."
Teacher Meng took a look at Su Xiaofan's Rudraksha and said, "Xiao Su's is pretty good. You must have worked hard on it in the past two years. This paste looks like it must have been four or five years old."
Teacher Meng is a master in the miscellaneous category, so he naturally knows how to play Wenwan.
Bodhisattva such as star moon and phoenix eyes usually only need to be plated with clean hands, and they will naturally become colored and patinated.
But Rudraksha is different. Due to the large number of saw teeth, dust and other dirt in the gaps must be brushed out with a brush every day.
After years of brushing, the saw teeth of Rudraksha will be slowly smoothed out.
Just like the string on Su Xiaofan's hand, all the edges and corners on the surface have been smoothed, making it look unusually round and shiny.
"Teacher Meng, I didn't do this myself."
Su Xiaofan said with a smile: "I was wandering around Panyuan yesterday when I had nothing to do. I paid a thousand and eighty yuan to collect it, but the boss must have been there for three to five years."
"One thousand and eighty, it's worth it." Teacher Meng nodded.
After being nourished in the nurturing pool, this Vajra string, which has become a low-level magic weapon, has its original layer of moistness, and when you look closely, there is a gleam of treasure. It is obviously not an ordinary cultural bracelet.
"Huh? Xiaofan, take it off and show it to me."
Jing Shizhen originally didn't pay much attention to the Rudraksha in Su Xiaofan's hand.
After hearing what several people said, their attention immediately focused on Su Xiaofan's wrist. When they saw it, they were stunned for a moment.
"Uncle Jing, here you go." Su Xiaofan took off the bracelet and handed it to Jing Shizhen.
Jing Shizhen took the bracelet and twisted it one by one with her thumb and index finger, then closed her eyes again, as if she was savoring something.
"Is this...really bought for 1,800?"
After five or six minutes, the table became a little quiet, and then Jing Shizhen opened his eyes and looked at Su Xiaofan.
"Yes, the boss asked for 2,000 yuan, and I will give you 200 yuan back."
Su Xiaofan's heart moved and he nodded seriously. He knew that Uncle Jing must have recognized this magical weapon.
However, what Su Xiaofan was puzzled by was that from the appearance, there was basically no difference between magical artifacts and ordinary artifacts.
I have a repair system and I know this is a magic weapon. How did Uncle Jing identify it?
"This object..."
As soon as Jing Shizhen uttered a few words, she stopped, shook her head and returned the Rudraksha bracelet to Su Xiaofan.
"Uncle Jing, three teachers, you have worked hard today, I would like to toast you all."
The director of the program team entered the private room. He was at the staff table just now, and now he came in to toast.
The director of the program team dealt with people all day long. As soon as he said a few words, the table immediately became lively, and no one paid attention to Su Xiaofan's bracelet.
At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the banquet was over, and the program crew's car was already waiting outside the hotel.
"Teacher Meng, Teacher Gu, we will be a little late tomorrow."
Standing at the door of the hotel, Jing Shizhen said: "Xiao Su and I have something to do. We will be arriving a little late. Please bear with me..."
"Oh, Uncle Jing, I don't dare take it seriously. You are busy with your business. If anything happens, we will call you."
Neither Teacher Meng nor Teacher Gu dared to take it seriously. Even though they were official experts, their status in the antique shop was far inferior to that of Jing Shizhen.
"Uncle Jing, what are we going to do tomorrow?"
Sitting in the car that had started, Su Xiaofan had some guesses in his mind.
"Go to Pan Yuan. I will pick you up at the hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow!" Uncle Jing's words confirmed Su Xiaofan's suspicion.
"This is just a low-level magic weapon. There is also an intermediate-level one in the reservoir."
Su Xiaofan complained in his heart. He didn't quite understand why Uncle Jing valued the magic weapon so much.
Su Xiaofan always wore the dragon-shaped jade pendant around his neck, and he didn't feel any difference in his life. He never even won the fifth prize when buying lottery tickets.
The car first took Jing Shizhen to the Jingxin Hall, and then sent Su Xiaofan to the hotel. Jing Shizhen didn't say anything else in the car.
After returning to the hotel and resting for a while, Su Xiaofan sent the photos he took today to his sister and Zheng Dagang respectively.
The photos include event banners, promotional photos of their own experts, and some on-site treasure appraisal signs and videos taken by the staff.
"Su Xiaofan, are you really going to be on TV?"
Su Xiaoxiao replied almost instantly, and Su Xiaofan discovered that since she left high school, her sister had become an Internet-addicted girl and almost never left her cell phone.
"Hey, how about you going to college and your brother becoming a big star?"
Su Xiaofan replied very quickly.
To be honest, after what happened today, Su Xiaofan felt a little proud. After all, he was just a big boy in his early twenties.
"It's not like I'm going to make a movie, so I'm far away from the stars."
Su Xiaoxiao didn't want to give face to her brother, "Hey, let's not talk anymore. We have classes in the evening, and Yaoyao called me."
Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what she was busy with, so she chatted with Su Xiaofan for a few words and then hung up.
"soy Mujer!"
Originally, he wanted to find someone to show off to, but Su Xiaoxiao actually refused to show off and held back Su Xiaofan's breath.
Fortunately, Brother Gang never disappoints, and he quickly responded to the message.
"Okay, Xiaofan, when you return to the antique market in the future, you will also be a big star." Zheng Dagang sent a smile, which made Su Xiaofan's heart immediately warm up.
Su Xiaofan knew that Zheng Dagang was the kind of person who had the cunningness of a small citizen, but was absolutely sincere to his friends.
"Brother Gang, I want to open an antique shop when I get back. Let's do it together."
Su Xiaofan has been pondering this matter in his mind since yesterday.
From a safety perspective, Su Xiaofan's antique shop is actually the best place for him to run it alone.
That way Su Xiaofan doesn't have to have any scruples, and he doesn't need to explain the origin of the antiques to others.
But antique trading is not just about buying and not selling, it is called buying and selling.
Su Xiaofan can pick up leaks and use repair value to repair antiques, but when it comes to shipping channels, he is far behind.
On the contrary, Zheng Dagang, a low-income earner, had only been working for two years. He quit his job before he was twenty and started working as a stall owner in an antique market. It has been more than ten years now.
Zheng Dagang is somewhat famous in Luochuan's antique shop. He is straightforward and loyal, has a wide range of friends, and has a wide network of contacts.
If Zheng Dagang joins his own antique store, Su Xiaofan will definitely not have to worry about shipping. I dare not say that one item will be sold for one, but it will definitely be faster than Su Xiaofan himself.
"Opening a store? Let's talk about it in the video."
Zheng Dagang typed a few words and asked for Su Xiaofan's video.
"Xiaofan, why do you think of opening a store?"
Zheng Dagang's bald head appeared on the screen, "Brother, you know I don't like sitting in the store, otherwise I would have promised Uncle Jing before."
Zheng Dagang has the kind of temperament that can't stand loneliness.
When practicing as a stall in the market outside, he could brag and talk nonsense with others, but he couldn't stand it if Zheng Dagang stayed inside the shop.
"Brother Gang, Uncle Jing said he wanted to take me on as his apprentice. If you say I'm still practicing stall work outside, Uncle Jing will lose face."
Su Xiaofan found a reason.
"Hey, this is a good thing."
Zheng Dagang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed, "Uncle Jing tried to teach me before, but I always couldn't learn it. Xiaofan, you can definitely do it."
Zheng Dagang is also a weirdo in his family. His parents are both high-level intellectuals, but he doesn't like to study.
Later, Zheng Dagang went to the antique market to practice stalling. Zheng's father thought that this was not bad, so he asked Jing Shizhen to take care of him.
Who would have known that Zheng Dagang was too weak to support the wall, and would rather set up a stall in the market than follow Jing Shizhen to systematically learn the knowledge of antique appraisal.
So until now, when Jing Shizhen sees Zheng Dagang, his nose is neither nose nor eyes, and Zheng Dagang avoids his uncle Jing even when he is fine.
However, Zheng Dagang still admired Su Xiaofan's learning ability. He went from a high school student who didn't know anything to hanging around in the antique market.
Now, only two or three years later, Su Xiaofan's business ability is much stronger than his. Su Xiaofan can explain many things that Zheng Dagang cannot understand.
"Brother Gang, I found a channel to collect antiques."
Su Xiaofan said: "But Brother Gang, you also know that I have no foundation in Luochuan. I can't sell goods. Let's work together. I will collect the antiques and you will be responsible for selling them. What do you think?"
"Isn't this the same as our magic weapon business? Why do we have to open a store?"
Zheng Dagang is completely opposed to opening a store.
In his words, he was just thirty and he would not do it if he had to sit in a shop eating and waiting to die like an old man.
"Brother Gang, what we sell are antiques, not your fake magic weapons, just relying on deception."
Su Xiaofan smiled bitterly, "Brother Gang, do you think it's appropriate for us to sell an antique worth more than 100,000 yuan or more on a street stall?"
"That's true, no one trusts street stall products."
Zheng Dagang nodded with deep understanding.
"If our things are going to be auctioned, wouldn't it be easier to negotiate with the auction house in the name of an antique shop?" Su Xiaofan continued.
"That's for sure, the commission will be much less."
Zheng Dagang has been in the antique market for so many years, and he has actually done big business.
It was seven or eight years ago when Zheng Dagang found out that something was found in the cellar of an old house in Luochuan.
After finding two friends, Zheng Dagang arranged for the old house to be completed. It cost a total of 300,000 yuan, and each of his brothers took 100,000 yuan.
Three hundred thousand yuan bought not many things, including a set of old mahogany furniture, a painting from the Republic of China period, a jar of Yuan Datou, and some worthless odds and ends.
Lao Hongmu Furniture and Yuan Datou sold a total of 120,000 yuan. Zheng Dagang originally thought that he would lose money on this transaction.
But what Zheng Dagang didn't expect was that there were actually three fans hidden in the painting from the Republic of China.
At that time, Zheng Dagang had also been in the antique shop for several years, and he knew that there were paintings hidden within paintings, and the things hidden must not be simple.
At that time, Zheng Dagang was hiding from Jing Shizhen and did not dare to ask him for an appraisal. The third brother went directly to an auction house in the capital.
That auction house was quite formal, and the appraisal results they gave were good. These three fans were the works of Lu Zhi, a painter of the Wu School in the Ming Dynasty.
Brother San had no way to cash in the money, so he entrusted the fan to the auction house for the autumn auction and signed an agreement.
The agreement states that in addition to the commission being 15% of the auction proceeds, the auction house's early publicity expenses will also account for 10% of the auction proceeds.
This adds up to 25%. The last three fans were sold for a total of 3.2 million, and the auction house alone took away 800,000.
After excluding the taxes and fees of the auction, when I calculated the three cents, each person got about 700,000 yuan, which was not as much as the auction house took.
Later, Uncle Jing found out about this, and he went to Zheng Dagang and scolded him.
At that time, Zheng Da just learned that if the auction is entrusted in the name of a company, the commission is usually around 5% at most.
Even if taxes and publicity expenses are added, the money given to the auction house can still be controlled at 10%.
If it were left to Jing Shizhen to commission the auction, the fee would be even lower. What the auction house would do is to take advantage of those individuals who do not know how to sell the auction.
Although Zheng Dagang learned a lesson from his mistakes, he never missed a chance, and naturally he never dealt with the auction house again.
