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Chapter 3 The old stickman

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the crowds in the deserted streets gradually increased. The white-collar workers in the office buildings around the Antique City had basically finished get off work. Many people did not choose to go back immediately, but walked in groups in the Antique City to relax from the exhaustion of the day's work. , this period is also the peak period of my business day.

"Sister Li, this pink citrine bracelet has just arrived."

In the store, I was talking a lot, trying my best to sell this bracelet to an old customer that had been on display for almost two months without anyone paying attention, saying: "Look at the color, it's very even, without any impurities, and it's very well polished."

, is a master craftsman who selected 6,636 rose quartz, spent 7,749 days, and went through 99,81 processes to polish it purely by hand. Wear it on your hand, and it will be as white and delicate as yours.

My skin matches perfectly.”

Citrine is actually a variant of quartz, with various colors, including yellow, blue, green, red, pink, brown, and colorless and transparent. The pink citrine that Sister Li is looking at now is of higher quality.

A tall one.

"Come on!"

Sister Li was merciless and interrupted me. Lanhua held the bracelet with her fingers and said, "A broken stone is sold for 8,800 yuan. Little Yezi, you are not old, but your heart is very dark. I don't even have this in a month's salary."

If there are too many, you can return seven, seven, forty-nine, ninety-nine, eighty-one, to show off that you are good at math, and you are reciting the multiplication table with me!"

The real buyer is the one who dislikes the goods. I quickly pointed to the bracelet and explained: "This is not an ordinary stone, Sister Li! This is the crystallization of nature, pure natural, and there are not many pink citrines in the first place.

You see, there are very few with such a pure color. Just go and check it out. If any of the same grade as mine doesn't sell for tens of thousands, my 8,800 is considered cheap."

Although Sister Li was disparaging this bracelet, her expression was very complicated. It seemed that she must really like this thing in her heart, but she couldn't accept the price.

"Can it be less!" Sister Li finally couldn't resist the temptation of this shiny thing.

I was secretly happy, but I still pretended to be embarrassed, saying, "Sister Li, it's very expensive for me to purchase goods, and pink topaz is not always available. It's too rare, but you are

An old customer, you often bring your colleagues to take care of my business many times, or... round up the whole number, eight thousand."

"Six thousand! I only have so much money."

Sister Li didn't tell me, she just wielded Guan Gong's sword to bargain for the price, and her attitude was firm: "It's just a matter of words whether it's okay or not!"

My face twisted into the shape of a bitter gourd. It's not that six thousand is not enough, but I really can't make any profit. But this thing can't always be kept in the store. For businessmen, no matter how precious something is, it only makes money if it is sold.

,: "I can't even buy six thousand, so I'm losing money. If I lose four hundred, seven thousand six, you see, seven is good, six is ​​smooth, how lucky it is."

Without saying a word, Sister Li put the topaz in her hand back into the box, pushed it in front of me, and made a gesture of leaving.

"Six thousand eight!

I gritted my teeth and said, "I know the purchase price. You are an old customer and I will never lie to you."

, otherwise I’ll get hit by a car and break my leg when I go out.”

Sister Li stared into my eyes, trying to judge whether what I said was the truth. After a brief hesitation, she finally took out her bank card and left the store with the pink topaz. After she left, I also hummed

I made a small tune. The purchase of that bracelet was 5,600. I made more than 1,000 at least. I finally opened the business today. As for the cruel words I just said to myself, people like me who do big business will not care about such small details.

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"Ye Xiao, Boss Ye!"

Sister Li had just walked away for less than a minute. I lowered my head and was placing the goods on the glass counter. A sudden voice startled me. I looked up and saw an old man standing in front of the counter at some point.

The old man looks like he is in his early sixties, and if you look closely, he looks like he is in his seventies. He is energetic and wearing a Tang suit. This is nothing, except that the shape of his head is very weird, and his hair is combed back.

He wore a lot of hair wax, a sky-high braid on the back of his head, and a mustache at the corner of his mouth, which was so eye-catching that it looked like a swallow had rammed into his nostril, leaving only its black tail outside.

The old man looked at me, without blinking, and suddenly grinned. It was a good thing that he didn't smile. This smile, with the yellowed teeth and the mustache, was very incongruous. It made the corners of my eyes twitch, and I remembered a sentence inexplicably.

Tianxiao is not a good thing.

"Old...what's the matter with old gentleman?"

The old man called out my name, but I was definitely not acquainted with him and had never met him. Maybe he was introduced by an acquaintance. He was always a customer. I said, "If you want to see cultural relics, go to this small shop."

The items are all on the booth opposite, guaranteed to be genuine and fair. If you don’t find anything that catches your eye here, just look at which dynasty and what type of objects you like. I can also help you go to other stores to inquire, and you will always choose.

Whatever you like."

"It looks like... it's too similar, no! It should be exactly the same, tsk tsk tsk tsk."

The old man seemed a little excited and didn't know what he was muttering. Then he shook his head and said with a smile: "I can't find a few objects with large doors in the entire antique city. At most, they are from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. I can't see them."

It’s eye-catching, and besides, I’m not interested in these things.”

The old man's tone was very loud, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. However, the young master held the door open and welcomed guests from all over the world with a smile. We are all welcome to the rich and poor, and endured the discomfort in his heart. Moreover, there was no denying that what he just said was basically true.

No, real large doors in the antique city are indeed very rare. The main reason is that such items are too expensive and take up too much money. If there is no certain capital, the merchants will not be able to sell them for a long time. The pressure is

One can imagine.

I patiently asked: "Then... what does the old gentleman do to come to my place? By the way, I also have topaz here, which can be hung around the neck or worn on the hand. You can buy a bunch for me.

Your granddaughter can bring her good luck."

"I don't buy anything."

The old man twisted his lips into a sinister smile and said, "Boss Ye, I finally found you. I made a calculation, and the hexagram said that you and I are destined to be fellow travelers. I came here to see you today."

Fortune-telling! It’s your uncle’s fault! My face suddenly fell. It turned out to be a magician.

Most people in the South believe in destiny and Feng Shui, especially some big business bosses, whether in the company or at home, they will put up some small Feng Shui arrays, both for the purpose of amassing wealth and for appreciation.

In such an environment, many so-called masters and magicians have been created. In my eyes, the difference between the two is that the former is famous and specializes in serving some wealthy people, while the latter has basically no reputation.

The common denominator of the autumn wind everywhere is that they are cheating money under the guise of amassing wealth and eliminating disasters.

The old man who came to my door automatically in front of me must be the kind without any reputation, no different from the fortune teller who sets up a street stall.

"Stop it!"

When I saw that the old man seemed to want to continue to deceive me, my face turned dark, and I quickly stopped him. It was the peak period of traffic now, and I didn't want this old man to delay my business in my shop. He said, "Old sir, I don't count my fortune, and I don't buy peace."

Fu, I can’t even put up a Feng Shui array, so you can go to other stores and ask.”

The old man was stunned, with a strange look on his face, "You...you think of me as a seller of peace and blessing! Do I look like a seller of peace and blessing?"

I nodded seriously and pointed outside, "Old sir, please go to other stores and ask, I still have to do business."

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched unnaturally twice, "Boss Ye, I'm not who you think I am. I've been looking for you for a long time, and now I finally found you. I have something very important."

"No time!"

I had a sullen face, gradually losing my patience, and refused without hesitation. No matter how important it is to you, it is more important for me to make money. "Old man, if you want to find one, you should go to the main street to find the bosses of those big shops. They have money.

My shop itself is small and I don’t make much money, so don’t hinder my business.”

The old man's face was completely distorted. He wanted to say something else. I had completely lost my patience. I grabbed his sleeve and pulled him toward the door. But the old man was holding on to the armrest of the glass door and wouldn't let go.

, I wanted to kick him, but I was also afraid that this old man would break his bones and crack his head when the time came, and I would be the unlucky one in the end.

"Let go!" I pointed at the handrail of the glass door and shouted to the old man loudly.

"Hey! Boss Ye, don't get excited..."

The old man refused to let go, "Hey! My clothes are going to be torn... Listen to me, I really didn't buy the peace charm."

I said: "I don't count my fate either!"

The old man seemed aggrieved and said, "I don't want you to tell fortunes either."

I licked the old man's fingers one by one and said, "I won't break the evil and eliminate the disaster."

The old man was about to cry, "I don't want you to eliminate evil spirits and eliminate disasters. You and I are really destined to be together, and I really have something to do with you today."


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