Someone around him swallowed his saliva, but this person instantly received Zhou Yan’s murderous gaze.
Qin Ruoshu's temporary plastic best friends, Zhao Ying and Wang Han, are full of envy, jealousy and hatred: They are the same women and wear the same style of clothes. Why does Xiao Qin look like a princess when it comes to herself?
The work clothes of a young prairie woman?
Seeing Zhou Yan staring at her intently, Qin Ruoshu felt secretly happy. After thinking about it, she turned around again with her skirt in hand, and then stared at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Old Zhou, how are you?" p>
"You are the most beautiful north of the equator!"
Qin Ruoshu blushed and retorted weakly: "How can there be?"
"Boss, pay the bill!" Zhou Yan took out a stack of old people's heads and handed them to the boss, then looked back at Qin Ruoshu, "Old Qin, why don't you change them first?"
"No need!" Wang Han and Zhao Ying jumped out and looked at Qin Ruoshu with smiles, "That's good!"
"If you don't want to change, I won't change. It doesn't matter, but my girlfriend is different..." Zhou Yan looked worried, "Wearing such clothes can easily cause public anger..."
Then, there is no more...
In the end, Qin Ruoshu did not change her clothes, and Wang Han and Zhao Ying stopped talking to Zhou Yan: Although they felt that they were not as good-looking as Qin Ruoshu, they still felt a little unwilling to hear it from others.
For more than ten minutes after that, the two beauties ignored Zhou Yan, until they discovered a jewelry shop.
Although Zhou Yan spent most of his five hundred years of clothing design tutorials doing clothing, sometimes he would also engage in some business related to clothing, such as clothing accessories.
Of course, this additional benefit does not come without a price: whenever he looks back on those experiences, Zhou Yan always feels a chill in his crotch...
The jewelry shop that Zhou Yan discovered was very similar in appearance and style to the jewelry displayed on the counter.
Of course, there are similarities but also differences: most of the sources of the colorful decorations used in the palace have become extinct, and the remaining ones have also become protected animals.
"Boss, can you take out that two-color filigree phoenix-headed hairpin and take a look at it?"
Zhou Yan's rather accurate call not only shocked the boss, but also pulled him out of his memories.
"This one?" The boss pointed at a hairpin in the cabinet. After confirming it, he took it out together with the paper holder underneath and placed it in front of Zhou Yan.
Simple and elegant yet refined.
This was Zhou Yan's first impression of this hairpin. After taking a closer look, Zhou Yan discovered a new surprise: the hairpin is purely handmade, both in the filigree and in the crafting process. p>
Of course, being purely handmade also means it’s expensive.
Zhou Yan looked at the original "neighbor" of this hairpin and asked, "How much does this set cost?"
"Six hundred and six!"
One hundred thousand mythical beasts flew over Zhou Yan's head, not because it was too expensive, but because it was too cheap: after ten years, a whole set of jewelry of this style would be worth one hundred and eighty thousand dollars.
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Zhou Yan didn't even dare to think too much, so he took out seven old people's heads from his pocket and handed them over.
The boss, who was already in his forties, was a little surprised. He took the money and said, "Why don't you negotiate the price?"
"No need!"
Before Zhou Yan could do anything, Zhao Ying and Wang Han, who were standing not far behind him, said in unison: "Big dog!"
Zhou Yan turned around and smiled slightly: "Although I don't know where the boss learned his craftsmanship from, this is an authentic palace craftsmanship!"
"Just blow it!"
Zhao Ying was a little unconvinced, so she came closer and looked at the finished products in the display cabinet, and then she stopped talking.
While the two were bickering, the boss had already taken out the set of jewelry and asked Zhou Yan to check it before carefully putting it into a special box.
"This is your thing, and there is change, please keep it!"
After taking the box and change, Zhou Yan thought about it and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered a certain idea. He raised his head and looked at the boss: "Boss, do you accept custom orders here?"
"Yes," the boss nodded, "However, as a small business, you need to prepare your own expensive materials."
The boss thought Zhou Yan was just asking, but whenever something happened, he turned around to take care of the "big dog" Zhao Ying, who was dressed in national costumes.
Zhou Yan returned to Qin Ruoshu happily and handed the jewelry box to Qin Ruoshu: "These pieces are used to match the Hanfu. The jewelry in this store is good. Let's buy whichever piece we like..." Zhao Xu and Wang Han on the side choked on the unexpected dog food and rolled their eyes.
Zhao Ying, who stayed in the store, after observing for a while, turned around in surprise and waved to Wang Han: "Old Wang, come here quickly!"
The two of them carefully selected for a long time and contributed more than a thousand sales to the store.
Walking along the street, there are more and more street stalls on the roadside. In addition to the various silverware covered with black paste that are more common on the grassland, the most common ones on the street stalls are all kinds of porcelain, from the Ming and Qing dynasties.
, and "Shang and Zhou".
Although the stall owner kept bragging about the age of his porcelain, not many people dared to reach out.
Zhou Yan has a good habit of never touching anything he doesn't understand.
Although he would absorb some other aspects of knowledge while digesting the tutorials, Zhou Yan still did not dare to reach out: the water in the antique shop is too deep.
However, Zhou Yan's eyes still stayed on the street stall. His target was the specialty of the northwest, which is also a masterpiece of crustal movement, Gobi jade and next door agate.
In recent years, people who play antiques have not had enough of porcelain and Chinese paintings, so these corner cultural materials are still a niche. And many small vendors on the street sell basically Gobi jade and Gobi agate.
It appears under the name of landscape stone.
"Young man, look at this stone here, how beautiful it is..." Vendor Lian Zhou Yan bent down with a kind smile on his face, "Look at this piece..."
Zhou Yan is also an old man. How could he let the vendor control his thoughts? He squatted down and carefully looked at the agate stones on the stall.
At this time, large-scale plundering mining of Gobi agate had not yet begun. Most of the agates that appeared on the market were picked up from the Gobi Desert by small traders. Those who caught the eye, whether it was color or fineness, naturally had no choice.
Said.
After walking around for a while, Zhou Yan had already set his target and calmly picked up a large piece with reddish-brown water ripples on the ground: "Boss, how can I sell this piece?"
The boss was overjoyed: "Five hundred!"
Zhou Yan naturally cut off most of it with one knife: "It's too expensive, two hundred!"
"Three hundred!"
"In this case," Zhou Yan seemingly casually picked up a fist-sized stone with pits and spots from the ground, "three hundred yuan, you can give me a few more stones like this!"
The boss couldn't figure out Zhou Yan's routine for a while, but in order to be safe, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"
Zhou Yan pointed out three old people's heads, pulled off three black plastic bags from one side, put them together, and put all his targets in them.
When the two of them were far away, Qin Ruoshu, who had been following Zhou Yan obediently, approached Zhou Yan with a smile and said, "Old Zhou, don't those rocks that are used as a starting point have a great background?"
As soon as Qin Ruoshu said these words, two men and two women not far behind him came up to him: "Really?"
"Have you ever heard of Dzi beads?" Zhou Yan smiled mysteriously, took out a small stone from a plastic bag, and shook it in front of everyone's eyes.
"The Seven Treasures of Buddhism, the most sacred jewelry for Tibetans?" Zhao Ying seems to have a good knowledge of jewelry.
"The piece in my hand is the Nine Eyes Shale," Zhou Yan smiled, "Although it may not be the same as the most mysterious Nine Eyes Shale in Tibet, the two are indeed similar..."
However, the appearance of the Nine Eyes Shale rough stone was so touching that it immediately persuaded everyone to retreat.
