According to the plan, we should go to Yong'an City tomorrow.
In the afternoon, Du Qingchen was surfing the Internet boredly in his office when Wang Lingying suddenly barged in, scaring him so much that he quickly closed the computer.
"Why are you here?"
He was a little surprised.
Wang Lingying rarely comes here, and it is almost impossible to come to Du Qingchen alone.
"I'm going to Yong'an City tomorrow."
"I know, don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Du Qingchen said comfortingly.
Wang Lingying said: "Of course I'm not worried. It's just that my grandpa and grandma are actually very good to me. I haven't been there for so many years. I must bring some gifts this time."
"Didn't you give Mom two hundred thousand?"
Du Qingchen didn't understand.
Wang Lingying was a little speechless: "That's what she wanted. I can't bring nothing. And you, it's your first time there. If you don't bring some gifts, they won't look good on you. I
Those two uncles are notoriously snobbish, so the gift shouldn't be too bad, but it shouldn't be too expensive either."
Du Qingchen was a little confused.
It can’t be too cheap, but it can’t be too expensive, so how to prepare it?
"My grandfather likes to drink tea. He has been retired for more than ten years. The only thing he is interested in is drinking tea, and he also has a group of tea lovers." Wang Lingying reminded.
Du Qingchen finally understood: "It's okay, I still have some tea there, it was given to me by someone, he must like it, I will buy him a tea set."
"Let's go."
Wang Lingying said.
Du Qingchen was stunned: "Where to go? Aren't we going there tomorrow?"
"I'll go shopping for gifts with you." Wang Lingying was really speechless.
"You? Accompany me?"
Du Qingchen could hardly believe his ears.
"Why, don't you want to?"
"No, no, no, yes, very willing, very willing, let's go, let's go."
Du Qingchen and Wang Lingying walked out the door in a daze.
At Du Qingchen's suggestion, the two came to the antique market in Jiangnan City.
The antique market is actually a street, also called Antique Street. There are more than a dozen antique shops here, and some vendors set up street stalls. There are genuine and fake goods in them. Generally, there are only a few lanes, so you don’t dare to come here. The fakes are too fake.
Much more.
However, the popularity is acceptable.
It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the antique street is very lively with people coming and going.
Wang Lingying rarely came to this kind of place. She followed Du Qingchen curiously. Seeing that many people were paying attention to her, she felt a little uncomfortable and asked: "Why don't you just go to the antique store? You can buy better things here."
Something? I heard that almost all the goods here are fake. You can’t fool grandpa with fake goods.”
Du Qingchen whispered: "It's a pick-up. Don't think there are a lot of fakes here, but if you are lucky and have a sharp eye, you can also pick out good things."
"Do you know about collecting?"
"I don't collect."
"Then you know how to identify treasures?"
"You should be more or less familiar with it. As long as you read enough and complex books, identifying treasures is also very simple."
Du Qingchen told the truth. In his opinion, to identify an antique, one must understand the history and characteristics of antique manufacturing. Many things are common to each other.
Wang Lingying could also figure this out, but she couldn't understand it. How many books would it take to read...
The two of them wandered around for about ten minutes. Du Qingchen found a few good things, but they were not suitable for gifts. Most of them were obtained from ancient tombs, which was not very auspicious. He himself had no interest in them, so he never took action.
Wang Lingying felt a little bored while shopping and asked: "How long will we continue shopping?"
"Let's take a look again."
Du Qingchen said.
The two continued to move forward, and suddenly, Du Qingchen was attracted by a stall next to him.
Because there was what he wanted, there were several sets of tea sets, and there were seven or eight customers in front of the stall watching the fun.
Du Qingchen brought Wang Lingying forward.
The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his forties with a long beard and a sad look in his eyes. He seems to be in a bad mood and has a sad look on his face.
There were seven or eight tea sets placed on the floor, and several guests pointed to a set of Kung Fu tea sets from the Communist Party of China for discussion.
"Boss, how much does this tea set cost?"
"Ten thousand."
"Damn it, no, ten thousand yuan? You're not mistaken, right? You're asking for ten thousand yuan for just such a tea set?"
"If it weren't for the urgent need for money, I wouldn't sell it for ten thousand. This is an heirloom passed down from our family. It has a history of more than a hundred years. I heard that it was used by Prince Jing of the previous dynasty. My great-grandfather worked as a clerk in the palace.
I had to go on a business trip, and finally the palace was dismissed, so this tea set ended up in my house."
The boss explained.
"Hey, your story sounds like it's true. Who would believe it?"
"If you don't believe it, I'll throw you away. If you like it, you won't buy it. Goods are sold to people who are destined to sell them." The boss had a bad temper and glared at the customer.
The guest refused: "Hey, what's your attitude?"
"That's my attitude, whether I want to buy it or not!"
The customer turned green with anger and snorted: "I won't buy it."
The boss glanced at him and ignored him.
A customer next to me asked about the prices of several other sets of tea sets. They only cost a few hundred yuan, but the asking price for the set just now was only 10,000 yuan, which was not a lot at all.
Several customers began to bargain, and they all fell in love with the set of white purple clay teapots.
The boss was so pestered that he couldn't help it, and finally got angry: "I told you, if you buy it for ten thousand yuan, you will be picking up the pieces, so stop nagging."
"The key point is that this is fake and not a real antique."
"Yes, you do know how to do business, and you even made up such a story."
"You should be a storyteller, not selling this stuff."
Several people fought back one after another.
Du Qingchen coughed on the side and said: "Okay, boss, I want this tea set, but I want to ask clearly, are you really sure you will sell it to me for 10,000 yuan? Do you not regret it?"
The guests all looked at Du Qingchen. Some wanted to persuade him, but Du Qingchen waved his hand: "You don't have to talk. The boss and I are negotiating the price now."
Seeing his extraordinary temperament, the boss's face softened a little, and he said with some heartache: "To be honest, ten thousand yuan is indeed a bit low, but I am in urgent need of money now. As long as you give ten thousand yuan, I will sell it to you."
"I'll give you fifty thousand."
Du Qingchen took the initiative and said: "I will transfer the card for you, but I still missed 50,000 yuan."
Several guests were dumbfounded when they heard this.
Is 50,000 still considered a miss?
You have too much money and nowhere to spend it!?
People are stupid and have too much money, right?
It's obviously a tea set that's in pretty good condition, but it has to be linked to an antique. It's just a story, and you fall for it?
When the boss heard this, he was also dumbfounded.
"What did you say? You gave me fifty thousand?"
"Yes, fifty thousand."
"no."
"You regretted it?" Du Qingchen frowned.
The boss said: "No, I said I would sell it to you for 10,000 yuan, and it is 10,000 yuan. Even if it is worth 100 million, I will charge you 10,000 yuan. You must have integrity as a person."
Du Qingchen laughed: "Okay, deal."
The boss put away the tea set and handed it to Du Qingchen. He said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I can't pack it, so I can only give you a convenience bag."
"It doesn't matter, here is ten thousand yuan, you keep it."
Du Qingchen directly gave him 10,000 yuan in cash. He didn't rush to leave. He played with the tea set in his hand. He really liked it. Finally, he couldn't help but take out his business card and hand it to the boss: "I think the boss is a trustworthy person. I like it."
When dealing with such people, it can be seen that you have been in difficulty recently. If you need my help in any way, you can come to me."
The boss originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the title on the business card, his expression suddenly changed.