Shishi is the capital of Hebei Province and the political, economic, cultural, transportation, science and technology, financial and information center of the province. It is an area with early development of human civilization and profound cultural heritage.
Baifokou Culture, Zhongshan Chinese Culture, and Western Shang Culture all originated from Shishi, creating a civilization that attracted worldwide attention. Due to its convenient transportation and rich natural resources, it quickly became a pearl of the North China Plain.
In ancient cities with historical and cultural heritage, relatively speaking, the business of the antique market has always been very good. Especially in recent years, Chinese art has become very popular in the international investment market, and the domestic antique market has also prospered.
Several antique markets have been established in Baifo Street, Hongqi Street and other places in Shishi City. Every weekend, you can always see some people with magnifying glasses and small flashlights coming here to hunt for treasures.
"Brother Feng, these old men are here. What are we doing here?"
Walking in the Baifo Street antique market, Li Tianyuan was a little impatient. He just saw a jade carving of a good Pixiu, and wanted to take it in his hand to have a look, but the stall owner stared at it like a thief, so Li Tianyuan
Feeling uncomfortable all over.
However, Li Tianyuan was right. CCTV's treasure appraisal program has not yet come out, and the craze of nationwide treasure hunting has not yet formed like that of later generations. The prosperity of the antique market at this time is only in those specific circles.
Most of the people who collect now are middle-aged or retired elderly people with some financial foundation. The three young men Qin Feng hanging around here are indeed a bit eye-catching.
"Boss Li, you don't understand. The game here is about eyesight. If you can catch the leak, you might be able to earn ten thousand or eight thousand from just one thing."
When people are rich, they must pursue taste. Before Xie Xuan went bankrupt, he also wanted to play some elegant art, but he spent a lot of money on antiques. Although most of the things he bought were fakes, Xie Xuan knew better.
The doorway inside.
"Just kidding, the boss bought a lot of things at that time, but weren't they all found to be fake later?"
Li Tianyuan looked away when he heard this. When Xie Xuan mentioned this, he remembered that one time Xie Dazhi asked him to pick up a master appraisal expert to his home and entertained him with good tea and wine.
But when the master left, Xie Dazhi's face turned dark. He bought a house full of gadgets, but none of them were real. Xie Dazhi was so angry that he smashed everything in the house.
"Yuanzi, Xiaopang is right, this thing is all about eyesight..."
Seeing the tall and strong Li Tianyuan standing next to him, it was indeed a bit eye-catching. Qin Feng said: "Yuanzi, if you don't like shopping, just go to the door and wait for us!"
"Okay, Brother Feng, I'll wait for you at the exit!"
Hearing Qin Feng's words, Li Tianyuan was happy. He turned around and ran to the entrance of the antique city market, lit a cigarette and squatted there to smoke. It was more comfortable to look at the beauties on the road here than to go shopping with Qin Feng.
After Li Tianyuan left, Qin Feng's shopping became more and more meticulous, stopping at almost every street stall, ranging from jade to bronze coins, and spent a long time chatting with the bosses.
Although he looks young, Qin Feng can talk eloquently about everything he picks up. Those old guys are often dumbfounded by Qin Feng. It doesn't take much effort for Qin Feng to wear it on his hands and neck.
A variety of antique gadgets.
"Brother Feng, do you still like to wear these things? But...but these things are all fake!"
Looking at the ivory bead chain on Qin Feng's neck and the small leaf sandalwood bracelet on his wrist, Xie Xuan's expression became very strange. He didn't understand why Qin Feng still bothered after saying that these were fake things.
Money to buy it?
Although these things are not expensive, only thirty or fifty yuan in total, Xie Xuan knows that after giving them five hundred yuan, Qin Feng only has six or seven hundred yuan left in his pocket.
"It's a fake, but the workmanship is pretty good. You can't tell the difference at first glance unless you hold it in your hand and look at it carefully."
Qin Feng smiled when he heard this and said casually: "Little Fatty, what kind of antique business is the Nie family mainly engaged in? Is it calligraphy, painting, jade, or ceramics and bronzes?"
"I heard they are making jade, right? I heard Boss Li say once that they seemed to have bought some kind of jade mine in Zhong."
When Xie Xuan entered the juvenile detention center, Nie Yuanlong had already been released from prison. He later heard some things about the Nie family from Li Tianyuan, but he didn't know much about them.
"Playing with jade?" Qin Feng
He nodded and didn't say anything, but then when he walked around various stalls, his attention was obviously focused on various jade objects.
Sellers on the antique street are generally divided into two types. One is to set up street stalls. Just open a newspaper and start a business. This cost is very low. You only need to pay a market management fee of five yuan a day.
That’s it.
For this kind of seller, the stalls often have some ancient coins or jade pendants, most of which are stained with mud and look like they are old.
The investment costs of the second type of sellers are much higher, because they operate like a store and have to pay water, electricity and rent to the market every month.
The antiques operated in these shops are divided into very fine categories, some specializing in calligraphy and painting, and some specializing in jade. The things placed inside look extremely exquisite under the projection of light.
Of course, the prices of the items in the store are also staggering. A gadget that looks different from outside can be sold for hundreds or even thousands of times higher than what is sold on the street stalls.
After walking around the street stalls, Qin Feng started to visit the antique shops. However, the attitude of the antique shop owners was much worse than that of the street stall owners. When he looked up, he saw two young men, who were not paying attention at all and were looking after themselves.
Doing your own thing.
After coming out of an antique shop, Xie Xuan said unhappily: "Brother Feng, can they make money by doing this business?"
The key to doing business is to open the door to welcome customers. Those shops were open, but the bosses completely regarded the two of them as nothing. Xie Xuan still had a young master's temper in his bones, and he couldn't stand it immediately.
"Xiao Pang, in the antique business, it often doesn't open for three years, but it lasts for three years after opening. Moreover, those who open a store will accumulate some old customers or collectors. It is impossible to make money through retail sales."
Seeing Xie Xuan's indignant look, Qin Feng laughed and said, "How about... you go find Yuan Zi, and I'll go out after a while."
What surprised Qin Feng was that Xie Xuan actually shook his head and said: "No, Brother Feng, I will accompany you and increase my knowledge with you."
"I'm sure he's more suitable for this job than Li Tianyuan."
Seeing that Xie Xuan suddenly calmed down, Qin Feng couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart, "Look more, talk less, and remember" these six words have always been good advice in the antique industry.
Before liberation, the antiques industry could be considered one of the top eight businesses, because no matter which antique shop or pawnshop it was, the word "thousand" was indispensable.
Counterfeit antique dealers always want to sell things that look fake, and stores naturally don't want to receive fakes.
During this process, various bizarre stories happened from time to time, and of course the old scammers from Qianmen were also involved in making trouble. Some shops were even opened by people from Qianmen.
Unlike traditional businesses, the most important thing when opening an antique store is not the financial resources, connections, and supply channels, but the eyesight, because whether you are buying or selling, once you are blinded, the losses will be huge.
Before liberation, no matter the size of the antique store, there would always be a big shopkeeper, whose status was not lower than that of the owner, and many even held some shares in the store.
If there is a shopkeeper, there will naturally be apprentices, but the apprentices at that time could only watch and not ask. They were not accepted disciples. The shopkeeper would not teach them anything. If they wanted to learn skills, they could only observe more.
Although Xie Xuan's temperament is out of control, his eyesight is much better than that of Li Tianyuan. At least in the bargaining just now, Xie Xuan spoke authentic Shishi dialect, which really helped Qin Feng save some money.
Seeing Xie Xuan's performance, Qin Feng had some thoughts about bringing him into the industry, because according to his master, in the golden age of troubled times, this industry will have great achievements in the future!
Today's Qin Feng is no longer the Qin Feng who was satisfied with just opening a scrap collection station. That would be too sorry for what he had learned in his heart.
Qin Feng is familiar with the Three Kingdoms, but the one he dislikes the most is Zhuge Liang. That guy was exhausted to death, but now Qin Feng is thinking about forming his own team.
With this thought in mind, Qin Feng began to talk more, and deliberately taught Xie Xuan some of the knowledge of the antique trade.
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