After leaving, Brother Yu asked me curiously: "Yunfeng, what are you planning to do again?"
I smiled and said: "Brother Yu, this relative of mine is in trouble, do you think I can help? I certainly can't let him follow me to rob tombs. We are somewhat related by blood. I will pave the way for him. As for whether he can take advantage of others."
This bowl of rice...it depends on whether he is happy or not."
The next day, at 11 a.m., Chengtian Antiques Cheng.
"Cousin, what are we doing here? All antiques are sold here."
"That's right, I just want you to do antique business."
"Ah? But I don't understand anything!"
"You don't need to understand this stuff at all. There are thousands of antique sellers in Panjiayuan Market. How many of them really understand it?"
"Little brother and sister, you and Liangzi look carefully and be sure to remember what the batch of goods I have given you looks like. Every time you sell something, remember to come over and get an identical restock."
Brother Yu, who was listening in the audience, asked curiously: "Yunfeng, if you do this, the person who bought something will come to look at it in a few days and see the same thing in your stall. How do you explain it? They want to return it?"
"That's nonsense," I said with a smile, "Brother Yu, there is no such thing as returning goods when doing business in Panjiayuan. Even if the police come, it won't be possible."
I continued: "As for the explanation, there is no need for it. Panjiayuan has so much traffic every day, we just want to kill animals! As long as we are proficient, making hundreds of thousands a year is just like playing!"
"follow me."
Pushing the door open and walking in, the owner of the antique city immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "If you take a look around, they all look really good."
I directly said: "Get the goods."
"Oh? I've never seen you before. What's the house number?"
I said: "Xinhu, No. 16, Row 3, Section 4, Greenhouse, long stall."
"Hey! So you're a new customer! Welcome! Look, the goods here are all hot-selling items."
I carefully scanned the dazzling array of shelves in the room, and I had already made a plan for the young couple.
The boss said that the best-selling items are those large gilt-bronze Buddha statues. In my eyes, they are all low-quality imitations and junk.
The goods I distribute are considered as miscellaneous stalls. The varieties should be large and comprehensive, and the profits must be large. They should be divided into two batches: mainstream and non-mainstream.
The mainstream ones are old agate beads pressed from glass jade powder, old colored glaze, old dragonfly eyes, and now there are small pieces of Hetian jade, fragrant fake agarwood beads, old Dzi beads, Tiantie Jiugong brand, and nickel-lead synthetic Yuan beads.
Big head, silver lock, etc.
For example, the old red agate beads weighed by the pound cost 70 yuan per pound, which is about more than 100 yuan. I asked Xiao Liangzi to talk about the old Warring States beads, which can be used as beads for bracelets, and the price is 300 yuan each.
Now is the non-mainstream selection. This one must choose those things that look weird and eye-catching, such as small coffins carved from wood, heavy in weight, stamped with inscriptions, gold ingots and small yellow croakers that look like gold.
, these things are only used by old men in the community.
I bought a lot of them, costing about 4,000 yuan, and I spent another 7,000 yuan to buy an authentic Kangxi blue and white bottle with a wide opening from the boss.
Anyone who specializes in porcelain can tell that this bottle is a genuine Kangxi product.
I told Liangzi not to sell this bottle easily, because there are many half-hearted people in the antique market. This person may only know porcelain but not jade. If he knows that this piece of porcelain is authentic, he will subconsciously think that there must be genuine items in your other items. At this time,
, your money will come.
Finally, I specially bought a copper bell.
I told my younger siblings: "This bell is not for sale. When you set up your stall every day, you must remember to ring the bell and shout out. Once the bell rings, you will get ten thousand taels of gold."
"Do you know why?"
He shook his head twice.
I laughed and said, "Everyone is lucky to have money. If you shout like this, you are taking away the wealth from the stalls around you."
"Try it."
Ryoko picked up the bell and shook it and shouted.
I said your voice is too low and lacks momentum.
As a result, at this time, his wife grabbed the bell, ran to the door of the store, and shook it with a bang! She shouted at the people passing by: "When the bell rings! Ten thousand taels of gold! When the bell rings! Ten thousand taels of gold!"
I shook my head and smiled bitterly. I patted Ryoko hard on the shoulder and said, "Cousin, I think your family won't be short of money for milk powder in the future."
