"Boss, you are right. A master's chair with such a nice pattern and such good quality is really hard to find here, but the best huanghuali is still relatively easy to find, and it doesn't cost more than 200,000 yuan."
When Zhou Zichen said this, he was indeed telling the truth. If you don't care about age, you don't need more than 200,000 yuan to buy new huanghuali.
The boss didn’t expect Zhou Zichen to be a professional, but the antique shop sells antiques: “Little boss, what you are talking about are new materials. This is an antique from the Republic of China period. There are not many left. The market for this kind of thing is now
It’s gone up so much that you can’t buy it for 200,000 yuan.”
Zhou Zichen smiled slightly: "The price of antiques is high when you buy them, but when you really want to sell them, you can't get the price. If you buy them, you mainly keep them for fun."
What Zhou Zicheng said is not wrong. The antique market has been booming in recent years, but there are only so many people who want to sell antiques. Therefore, it is not a simple matter to sell an antique. Therefore, the antique industry has a saying, "If you don't buy antiques in half a year,"
Open, open for half a year.
"The little boss is very knowledgeable!" The owner of the antique shop said with a troubled look: "What do you think of this number?"
The antique shop owner held out three fingers.
Zhou Zichen also knew that the price was about the same.
Just this wood can be sold for hundreds of thousands, and the boss won't let it go unless he makes a half-and-half profit. In the antique circle, half-and-half earnings are relatively small, and usually several times the amount.
"I'll take a look. If there's no problem, let's make the deal." Zhou Zichen said.
The antique shop owner nodded: "Okay, take a look!"
Zhou Zichen looked at all the places carefully. Although the power can quickly determine the approximate age, the workmanship of antiques still needs to be judged based on personal experience.
After eliminating all possible problems one by one, Zhou Zichen stood up: "Boss, no problem, just three hundred thousand!"
The owner of the antique shop was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you."
"Okay, can I swipe my card?"
"Okay, come with me." The owner of the antique shop said and called a clerk over: "Please help wrap this Taishi chair."
The waiter responded and went to work neatly.
Zhou Zichen paid the money, drank a cup of tea with the owner of the antique shop, and chatted for a while. The clerk had already wrapped the Taishi chair.
Zhou Zichen was alone, and it was not convenient to take away the Taishi chair. The owner of the antique shop called another employee to help deliver it to the entrance of the antique city so that Zhou Zichen could take a taxi.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the antique city, the owner of the antique shop met an acquaintance: "Boss Zhang, what a coincidence, I happen to be going to your shop."
The owner of the antique shop is named Zhang Cunli. He has been in this business for more than ten years and knows a lot of people.
Zhang Cunli greeted him with a smile on his face: "Brother Qiu Cheng, I'm going to see a client off right now and I'll go back right away. Let's have tea together later."
Qiu Cheng nodded: "Okay, I really like the tea you have there. By the way, I came here just to buy that set of Taishi chairs from you. Are you still here?"
Zhang Cunli was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "My price?"
"Yes, just the price you said." Qiu Cheng said firmly.
Zhang Cunli was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "Brother, we have known each other for so many years, why don't you tell me, did I look at you?"
Qiu Cheng hesitated for a moment and said: "Your set of Huanghuali Taishi chairs should be from the Qing Dynasty. If you sell me 1.2 million, I won't actually make any money. It's just that I mainly like this set.
I bought it as a collection."
The gap between 300,000 and 1.2 million is huge. Qiu Cheng's antique shop only made a profit of one or two million a year, so it lost nearly half of its profit.
Zhang Cunli looked at Zhou Zichen who was not far away, wondering what he was thinking about.
Seeing that Zhang Cunli was silent, Qiu Cheng asked: "Boss Zhang, you don't want to raise the price temporarily, do you? This is against the rules."
Zhang Cunli knew very well that even if the set of Taishi chairs were from the Qing Dynasty, the value should be around 1.6 million. Selling it to Qiu Cheng for 1.2 million was not unacceptable. Selling for 1.6 million was very difficult. Antiques were originally
There is no fixed price.
If you put this set of Taishi chairs in a relatively high-end place, or find a buyer who really likes it, you can sell it for two million, but this is too difficult.
What Zhang Cunli couldn't accept was that he sold the set of Taishi chairs for 300,000 yuan. This was his profit for half a year!
Zhang Cunli looked at Zhou Zichen and said: "Brother, you see, I am not this kind of person. You go to my shop and sit for a while. I will be back later."
After Qiu Cheng, Zhang Cunli agreed and without thinking too much, he said hello to Zhang Cunli and walked towards Zhang Cunli's shop.
After Qiu Cheng left, Zhang Cunli thought for a while and walked towards Zhou Zichen with a smile on his face.
"Little boss!"
Zhou Zichen was looking at his phone when he saw Zhang Cunli coming over and put the phone away: "Boss Zhang."
Zhang Cunli rubbed his hands and said: "Little boss, I thought about it, I still can't bear to sell this set of Taishi chairs. How about this, I pay you 400,000, how about you return the Taishi chair to me?"
Zhou Zichen didn't know if Zhang Cunli knew the price of this set of Taishi chairs or for some other reason, but Zhou Zichen had no intention of returning it: "Boss Zhang, you should know the rules of this industry better than I do. The items sold here are not
It’s reasonable to take it back.”
Zhang Cunli naturally knows that if he still doesn't understand the rules after being in the antique world for more than ten years, then his work will be in vain.
But in the face of real benefits, these rules and so on are just minutiae. Anyway, Zhang Cunli is not the kind of person who gives up hundreds of thousands of profits just to abide by the rules.
Zhang Cunli had a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou, next time you come to my store, if you like something, I will give you a discount. And this time you bought it for 300,000 yuan. I will pay you back 400,000 yuan. What do you think?"
I made 100,000 without even doing anything, which is a good deal."
Zhou Zichen knew that if this set of Taishi chairs were placed in an antique city, it would cost more than a million at least.
"Sorry, Boss Zhang, I really like this set of chairs." Zhou Zichen refused again.
Zhang Cunli gritted his teeth: "I'll give you 500,000, which is quite a lot."
Zhou Zichen still shook his head.
Zhang Cunli's eyes twitched. He never expected that Zhou Zichen would be so unsatisfied.
Then Zhang Cunli thought of a possibility, that is, Zhou Zichen knew the value of this set of Taishi chairs.
If this is really the case, even if he pays out 1 million, he may not pay it back to him.
Zhang Cunli thought of this possibility and gritted his teeth and said: "It's just a set of Taishi chairs from the Republic of China period. If you like it, you can already buy it for hundreds of thousands!"
Zhou Zichen knew from the look on Zhang Cunli's face that when Zhang Cunli was chatting with someone just now, he probably knew the price of this set of Taishi chairs. He simply said bluntly: "Boss Zhang, this is a set of Taishi chairs from the Qing Dynasty. It's 1.6 million less. I don't want to
I will make a move. If you can pay this price, I will sell you the Taishi chair immediately. If not, then there is no need to negotiate."
Zhang Cunli thought that he could earn more than one million yuan, but now he only earned more than a hundred thousand yuan. He couldn't feel at ease, and his tone became bad: "Okay, you came to my store just to pick up the missing pieces of love."
"I can't say, I just bought it if it was cheap."
Zhang Cunli was filled with anger when he heard this. He didn't feel that he was at fault, but he felt that Zhou Zichen was insidious: "A sinister villain like you will suffer a big loss sooner or later."
Zhou Zichen's face also darkened: "Antique trading is all about discernment. What you collect for a few hundred yuan can be sold for tens of thousands, and what you collect for tens of thousands can be sold for hundreds of thousands or millions. What you do is not just picking up missing items.
Is it a good job?"
Zhang Cunli was left speechless. There were many people coming and going around. Seeing the argument, they all gathered around to watch the excitement.
Zhang Cunli is an old man in this antique street, and many people know him.
"Boss Zhang, what's going on?"
"Everyone has something to say. We are all in business. Business is not a matter of friendship."
"That's right, you don't have to be angry if anything happens."
Everyone was trying to persuade Zhang Cunli, whose eyes lit up and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Dear bosses, this little brother bought a set of huanghuali Taishi chairs in my store. It was supposed to be made of new materials, because I don't have it in the store.
He agreed to wait a few days for me to deliver it to him, but then he insisted on a Qing Dynasty huanghuali Taishi chair from my store."
"How can this happen? Then I must have a theory, right?"
Everyone around nodded in agreement.
Seeing that everyone around him was on his side, Zhang Cunli said more enthusiastically: "Finally, we agreed that if he raises the price to 1.2 million, I will sell him this imperial chair."
"The price has been agreed upon! The package has been packed. He said that someone would send money for us to deliver the imperial chair here. He refused to admit it. I argued with him, but he said that I was unreasonable."
Zhou Zichen was immediately angry. This was definitely the most shameless person he had ever encountered. He could call white people black, dead people alive. He was clearly the one who broke the contract first, and now he is still beating him up.
A piece of cake.
"You are so young, why are you like this?"
"That's right. If you collect antiques, you can be considered a cultural person. You don't have any shame in doing things."
"Call the police. This kind of person should call the police and let him go to the police station for two days."
After listening to Zhang Cunli's narration, people around him expressed their condemnation of Zhou Zichen. Some people with a strong sense of justice actually took out their mobile phones and prepared to call the police.
Before Zhou Zichen could say anything, Zhang Cunli spoke first: "There is no need to call the police. She is still young. If she really gets into trouble, she will be ruined for the rest of her life. I don't want any other compensation. I will refund the money to him."
.He can just return this set of Taishi chairs to me."
What Zhang Cunli said was so sincere that Zhou Zichen almost thought he had taken advantage of her.
"Boss Zhang, you are kind-hearted. If it were the other person, I would just break his legs."
"That's right, people like this are the scum of this circle."
"Boss Zhang, we are all here today. If he doesn't return this set of Taishi chairs to you, he won't be able to leave today."