Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

In the past two days, Ding Mao finished training in the morning and went to a nearby community to set up a stall after eating. Due to the short time, the harvest was not very great.

Today is his third day in the county, and it also happens to be Saturday. After the morning training, he did not set up a stall to collect goods like he did in the first two days, but took a bouncer to the door of the post office.

This is where local antique vendors gather. Especially on weekends, there are many people setting up stalls and shopping at the stalls.

At this time, there were more than 20 stalls set up here, including books, calligraphy and paintings, bronzes, porcelain, coins, etc., of course, some were genuine and some were fake.It's all about eyesight.

No matter where you are, there will be some people who dream of getting rich, and there will also be some people who are truly discerning.

And those who dream of getting rich are basically immersed in fantasy and cannot extricate themselves. They only believe in their own feelings and never believe what others say. Even if you give them a made-up thing, as long as they think it is valuable. , he himself would convince himself that this is true. To put it bluntly, this is a pathological collection. This type of people is also one of the types of people that Ding Mao hates the most. They have a collective name called "National Treasure Gang"!

Ding Mao remembered the funniest fabrication he had seen in his last life, which was an imitation of Hongshan jade with a sun god holding a jade pig dragon in his hand. There is no need for people in the industry to say whether this thing is true or not, it is just a little bit... People with cognition and common sense will also know that this thing cannot be real, but it still cannot stop someone from spending money to buy it.

There are many such people, which is why there are two or three provinces full of antique counterfeiting workshops.Only if you can’t think of it, they can’t do it!

In fact, some of the people setting up stalls and shopping at the stalls in front of the post office were acquainted by Ding Mao in his previous life. Today he came here not only to get familiar with each other, but also to find some good items. After all, the stalls at the moment There are still leaks that can be picked up.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw that among the three people at the first stall, they were all acquaintances of Ding Mao in his previous life. The stall owner's surname was Bu, and he was also a front-line land dealer.

The two people looking at the goods were short. The one with glasses was named Geng Jun. He worked in the Forestry Bureau. He liked collecting ancient coins, but his eyesight was only passable.

The person talking to Geng Jun is called Ma Yan. He is about 34 years old, about 1.7 meters and a half tall, and has a slim build. This person is very powerful. He often runs on the front line and also opened an antique shop. Although he only has fun It's a bit complicated, but his eyesight is really good. He is well-known in the counties and cities in the western part of the province and even some counties and cities in the neighboring Mongolian area, and he is very popular.

In the previous life, Ding Mao and he ran the market together for three to five years, and their relationship was quite good, and they learned a lot from him.

Seeing the three of them talking, Ding Mao didn't rush to get close to them, so he started looking at other stalls.

There were three or five stalls in a row without anything Ding Mao could appreciate. At this time, Ding Mao came to the stall of an old man in his 60s. This old man was also known to Ding Mao. His surname was Zhu and his nickname was Lao Zhutou. , from the railway. What impressed Ding Mao most deeply was his catchphrase when selling goods: "If this thing is fake, I will be your grandson!"

Ding Mao wanted to laugh every time he heard this sentence in his previous life, because Lao Zhutou actually didn't know whether this thing was true or false.But his words are very lethal. Many people will think that such an old man cannot be willing to be a grandson to sell fakes, so when he says this, some people who seem to understand but not understand will easily fall for it. set.

The most unbelievable thing in the antique shop is what the dealers say and their gambling oaths, especially those dealers who know the fakes and buy fakes. In order to deceive those "gentlemen", they can almost make up a story with just opening their mouths, and they are very good at it. Therefore, in the previous life, Ding Mao often joked that it would be a pity for them not to become screenwriters and actors!

Part of Lao Zhutou's supply comes from a certain garden in Beijing and a certain Yang in Henan, and some of it is obtained by exchanging goods. Only a small part is obtained by setting up stalls in front of the station and the post office for a long time.Therefore, although there are many fakes on the stalls, there are also genuine ones.

Ding Mao knelt down and picked up a fairly good imitation of Hongshan jade and looked at it.

Ding Mao was also impressed by this thing. Although it was a replica, it was made relatively well. Although it had no cultural value, it had good learning value.It was bought by Ding Mao more than ten years ago in his previous life, and through this thing he met an older brother who helped him a lot.

Many antique dealers who deal with old goods, especially those who open stores and receive goods, will deliberately buy some well-made imitations for the purpose of learning. How can you identify fakes if you don't understand fakes, not to mention the craftsmanship of counterfeiting is so good.Therefore, they will call this kind of person "teacher".

"Uncle, what's the price of this?"

"Young man has good eyesight. This is a standard Hongshan jade. If you open a business, I won't ask for much. I will sell it to you for 2000!"

Maybe it was because Ding Mao was young and worried that he wouldn't be able to get much money, so he didn't shout out the price like "Mr. Zai" did!

"Yeah! The stuff is quite interesting, but the price I'm charging is too harsh! Do you want to sell it for 100?"

Don’t be afraid to bargain in an antique shop, otherwise you will be easily ripped off.

Lao Zhu was not annoyed and shook his head and said: "You can't sell it for 100. This item was pushed out by one of my nephews who worked in the mine. It must be real. If it is fake, I am your grandson! Seeing that you are young, I sincerely want 1800 I’ll give it to you, no less!”

Oops!The catchphrase comes out right now, or it comes right after you open your mouth.

Ding Mao smiled and said: "Uncle, do you think this Qin came out of the soil? If I am not mistaken, this piece is the handiwork of Chaoshi Laojiu. I guess you also exchanged it. I don't have to buy it. , if you spend too much money on something to learn, it’s not worth it!”

The Lao Jiu in Ding Mao's mouth is a craftsman in the city who makes fake goods and also sets up a stall to sell goods for exchange.In fact, his craftsmanship can only be regarded as average, but it is inevitable that there will be one or two pieces that are better.And this one is pretty good.

After being pointed out by Ding Mao, Lao Zhutou showed no intention of blushing: "You are such a great young man, how much do you think you can give me? Listen to me, it's just like a relationship, 100 yuan is definitely not enough!"

Ding Mao pretended to think and did not rush to bargain. This is the case in antique shops. Whoever gets anxious first loses.

So he began to pick up the small piles of big money scattered on the stall, intentionally or unintentionally.

Huh!This apocalypse...

Ding Mao was pleasantly surprised, but he calmly put it aside temporarily, and searched repeatedly for a long time. After confirming that there was nothing good, he picked up the Apocalypse Tongbao again.

"Uncle, the quality of these big coins of yours is too bad. This Apocalypse from the Ming Dynasty is still acceptable. How much does it cost?"

When Lao Zhutou saw that Ding Maodao had revealed the origin of the jade, he stopped looking at it and talked about it. Instead, he picked up ancient coins that he didn't know the value of, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"That thing isn't worth much. Young man, do you still want this jade?"

Ding Mao was in a dilemma: "It's not that I don't want it, uncle. You see, I'm a student. It's too expensive and I can't afford it. So, let me hear your true price."

At this time, Ding Mao had already clutched the "Apocalypse Tongbao" tightly in his hand and would not let go, because Ma Yan had already walked over at this time, and he could naturally recognize the special features of this Apocalypse with his eyesight. .

The rules in the antique shop are that as long as I have not let go of the item, you cannot talk about it. Only after I put the item down can other buyers talk about it.

Lao Zhutou thought for a moment, and then said: "I just want to open a business for 300 yuan, and I will give it to you together with the big money!"

In fact, this price is already very real. After all, even the jade belt is hand-made and old, and the cost is one or two hundred, so I have to make some money!

But Ding Mao still bargained: "200 with the big money, right? If that's okay, I'll pay for it now!"

"That's not okay. That big buck is only ten or twenty yuan. I exchanged this piece of jade for more than 200 yuan. I'll lose money at this price. You have to let me make some money!"

"Uncle, please don't bully me just because I'm young. Xiaoping money in the Ming Dynasty was only about five yuan, so why is it only twenty or thirty? If it's so valuable, can you still offer it to me?"

"You're a young man, you're not old but you're really good at doing business! Let's do this, 260 yuan, you can take it together!"

Ding Mao pretended to ponder for a moment, not wanting to procrastinate in case something unexpected happened.

"Uncle, my psychological price is actually between 200 and 240. Okay, just order more. If you have good products in the future, I will give them cheaper."

As he said that, he took out 260 yuan to pay.

Lao Zhutou took the money and smiled happily: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will definitely take care of you!"

After speaking, he praised Ma Yan, who was watching from the side: "The young people today are amazing!"

Ma Yan said jokingly: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and we have to be lined up on the beach! Only when young blood joins can the antique business get better and better!"

After saying that, he was also a little curious about the big money in Ding Mao's hand. After all, he only saw the piece of jade when he came over, but the big money was always in Ding Mao's hand.

"Little brother, can you show me the big money in your hand?"

Ding Mao thought for a moment, then nodded: "Let's go over there and watch, don't affect the uncle's business!"

With that said, the two came to an empty space with no one around.Ding Mao also took out the Tianqi Tongbao he had been holding in his hand.

"Apocalypse Tongbao, it's in pretty good condition, little brother, do you want to take action?"

Sure enough, as Ding Mao thought, Ma Yan could tell at a glance what was special about this Tianqi Tongbao.

Although Ma Yan didn't point it out directly and seemed to have the mentality of picking up the leaks, Ding Mao was not angry.

After all, this is an industry that relies on eyesight, especially coins. If you don’t know the authenticity and the version, you will only be picked up by others.

"Brother has good eyesight. This Xu Tianqi should be close to Xiaoping's model!"