Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 722 Shanhe Antique City

The north and south corners of Chaoyang District are connected by the East Third Ring Road overpass. To the left is Panjiayuan, which will become famous in later generations. To the right is called Shabanzhuang, which is now the largest antique trading market organized by the people in the capital.

However, the conditions here are still crude and have not changed much from when Li Jiankun came here a year ago.

Antique vendors still put a piece of coarse cloth on the loess soil, or set up a table or street stall. Vendors with some background rented local residents' houses and converted them into antique shops.

What has changed is that the market has become larger in size. Most of the wasteland that was overgrown with weeds a year ago has been trampled into yellow soil and become a new place for open-air stalls. There are crowds of people visiting the market. Absolutely, not only the citizens of the capital, but from time to time, a few completely incomprehensible foreign dialects would be heard in the ears, and occasionally a few foreign-looking people in neat suits would be seen.

The smoke of war is gradually fading away. In this peaceful and prosperous age, the rise of antiques has become inevitable, and more and more people are aware of its value.

Today, with clear blue waves and cloudless skies, Shanhe Antique City officially opened.

This high-rise, one-story building, which was built using the foundations of two private houses and took more than half a year, is rectangular in shape. The glazed tiles on top shine in the sun. The roof beams adopt a traditional mortise and tenon structure, and the exterior doors and windows have antique designs. , there is a modern anti-theft structure inside, which fits the style of the antique industry without losing functionality.

Its construction and current opening have been praised by many industry insiders in Shabanzhuang as far-sighted.

Who would have thought a year ago that the private economy would be liberalized and anyone could open a shop?

At eight o'clock in the morning, firecrackers went off outside Shanhe Antique City. The red skins of the firecrackers collapsed on the ground, attracting colleagues in the industry to come to congratulate them, and countless tourists gathered around to watch the excitement.

"I guessed that you two would have a lot of good things when they joined forces, but I didn't expect so many. I'm so jealous!" Ma Weidu glanced around and said.

But it is worth it for its five hundred square meters of business area and the countless antiques displayed inside.

He does have some high-quality items, but he probably doesn't even have one-tenth of his collection of these two items. No way, he has no money, and his official job is just an editor. His ability to make antiques depends entirely on his experience in the industry. How to make money, can you compare with these two guys?

One of them is busy collecting antiques, and the other is busy making money. They work in pairs so that they are not tired from work.

The three words combined reveal a domineering aura, demonstrating his strength and ability.

"You two still have the nerve to worry about me?" Ma Weidu said angrily.

There is no larger privately-owned antique shop in the country at the moment.

First couplet: Today's treasures and antiques are all displayed in one museum, and they dare to be proud of the world and call them elegant.

The tone is not too loud.

"Brother Ma, if you have any good items and want to take action, you can't find anyone else." Li Jiankun patted Ma Weidu on the shoulder and said, even if Xiao Wang didn't tell him, he knew Ma Weidu through his past life experience. They all have some good things on their hands.

There is no larger private collector in the country.

Li Jiankun knew that Ma Wei was not a money-minded person, and it was not easy to get his good items. Anyway, he had to put them down for now. If he was really short of money in the future, it would be better if he could collect a few of them. No good. “Now that people are more aware of antiques, it’s not so easy to receive good items, right?”

People who are familiar with him have three "good" comments about the young prince: he is rich, he has money, and he has vision.

Second line: Collect and study, there is no vulgarity in the four seasons, it can teach the time to spread the fragrance.

However, the "little prince" expected it.

This is a name that Wang Shanhe has won in the industry and on the road. The word "Wang" comes from his surname, "Ye" is an honorific title passed down from the people in the capital, and "Xiao" refers to his young age.

The antiques you see are neatly placed in different areas, such as furniture, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, coins, miscellaneous items, etc. There are more than a thousand pieces?

"What good thing did you see? I can exchange it with you." Xiao Wang said with a smile. He was naturally in a good mood today.

There are six clerks in the store, seven with Wang Shanhe as the owner. At this time, as the guests came to the door, the shop assistants each guarded their own area and were busy greeting them. After Wang Shanhe settled the acquaintances who came to congratulate them, he returned to Li Jiankun and Ma Weidu.

Under the sandalwood plaque of "Shanhe Antique City", there is a couplet engraved on the left and right door lintels of the same material.

There are many "lords" in the land of Shabanzhuang, and people who like to collect antiques are more keen on such old names, but the young prince is definitely the biggest one, just like he is the number one "lord" of this Shabanzhuang. city".

Can he put a real good thing on display and sell it?

Of course, people's visions are also different. Objects that he despises after reading countless antiques may be valuable enough in the eyes of others. For example, Ma Weidu can really point out a few things he wants.

It was mainly for this purpose that Shanhe proposed to open an antique store. Now the store is bustling with people and no one has come to sell items. The situation is worse than expected.

"Definitely," Ma Weidu said with emotion, "Xiao Wang and I have the same number of ways to receive goods. In the past, there were three ways: cultural relics stores, antique markets and the countryside. Now the first two are not very important. Good things have been bought countless times. If it were really a 'big door', the vendors would sit on the ground and raise prices, all with the thought of starving the timid to death and starving the bold to death."

The implication is that there is only one best way to do Taobao now, which is to go to the countryside.

The jargon is called "shoveling the ground".

There was a lot of noise in his ears. After Wang Shanhe glanced at a certain direction, he deliberately tested Li Jiankun and asked: "What do you think will sell best in our store?"

Li Jiankun was about to turn around to take a look, but Xiao Wang stopped him. After thinking about it, he said, "Old furniture?"

"No, it's money."

"Old coins?"

"Ah."

Li Jiankun looked at the counter where the old coins were placed, and sure enough, there were people crowding in front. The clerks inside the counter were extremely busy, and it looked like there had been a lot of transactions.

"Most of the people who come here to hunt for goods are considered experts, and there are many people around them who make money by selling antiques. They are jealous, so when they come here to shop, highly recognizable old coins become the first choice to buy, including old gold and silver. When it comes to jewelry, many people think this way: you won’t suffer a big loss if you buy it with money. As a result, old coins are very popular now, and the price keeps rising, which makes me greedy." Ma Weidou explained.

"I really haven't collected many old coins. There is not much supply." Wang Shanhe sighed softly. With the opening of a huge antique city, he certainly hopes that business will continue to flow. Older businessmen say: People can accumulate wealth.

<divclass="contentadv">Ma Weidu blinked and asked, "How about a trip to the countryside?"

“Solo or partnership?”

"You've already opened a store, but you still have a partnership. At worst, I'll give you the goods."

"I won't go." Xiao Wang curled his lips.

"What's wrong, are you scared with me?"

"Am I afraid of you?" Xiao Wang said these three words with a guilty conscience. He specializes in art. His strengths are in porcelain, calligraphy and painting. Ma Wei is good at miscellaneous things. Furthermore, he is a native of the capital and is familiar with local customs. Especially dealing with country people, especially rural women.

"Then let's make a bet. If you lose, give me the original price of the painting "Spring Mountain and Stone"." Ma Weidu's small eyes were shining, "Don't stare, I'm going to lose, then I will give you the full price of the Xuande Moon Bottle."

Xiao Wang's breathing became heavier. He had been thinking about the bottle for some time, but his expression was struggling. Li Jiankun saw that he had no chance of winning, so he turned to him and asked him about the method of collecting old coins, Ma Weidu's advantages and his disadvantages.

Wang Shanhe said that old coins are actually hard to collect. Countryside people and city people think alike. They may not know other antiques, but old coins are simple. They are engraved with this Tongbao, that Tongbao, or Yuan Datou. , everyone knows that it used to be money and could be valuable.

Many old men and women in rural areas have items such as ancient coins, silver dollars, silver cents, gold wrenches, etc., which they are generally reluctant to sell.

"Jiankun, you don't know. Sometimes it looks quite distressing. They are reluctant to sell it. But whenever there is a happy event in the family and they need to buy some gold and precious items, they can't afford the popular jewelry, so they take the old gold and silver. The shop was melted down and made into a new style, without any understanding of the old craftsmanship and the history deposited on it, which is much more valuable than the material itself..." Wang Shanhe sighed.

"Bet with him."

"Huh? I'm not sure..."

"Don't worry, I have a solution." Li Jiankun was ready to accept Ma Weidu's Xuande Moon Vase. According to Shanhe, he paid twenty-eight yuan for it, and it was extremely rare in the world.

"You must keep your word." Ma Wei looked at Xiao Wang with a smile.

"Establish a written evidence!" Xiao Wang looked impulsive.

"Come on, come on." Ma Weidu laughed and had already kept the painting "Spring Mountains and Stones" as a private collection.

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Suburbs of Beijing, Chifeng Village.

The feng shui of this place is probably good, and there have been several rich men in history.

At noon, the horse guards rode the 28 big bar to the intersection into the village. They took a look at the flying pigeon on their wrists and saw that there was still a quarter of an hour before the meeting. Then they jumped off the bicycle, sat on the back seat, and took the pigeon in their mouths. Build a big front door and puff out the clouds.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, there was a roar in his ears, and a green-skinned Jiefang drove up on the loess road. He didn't pay attention at first, but the Jiefang vehicle stopped next to him. Li Jiankun rolled down the passenger window and waved, "Let's go."

"Fuck, you're going to start such a big battle for an old coin?" Ma Wei opened his eyes wide. He saw not only Li Jiankun and Wang Shanhe sitting in the car, but there were also people in the back of the car.

"You don't care how I accept it." Li Jiankun chuckled.

Ma Weidu: "..."

He couldn't see what advantages a few more people and the entire Jiefang Truck would bring to collecting small ancient coins.

After giving him a middle finger at the liberation vehicle that covered him with dirt, the horse guards threw away their cigarette butts and jumped on their bicycles quickly, not wanting to be left behind and rush into the village.

"Auntie, do you have any old money or gold or silver at home? I'll take it. The price is right.

"Hey, eldest sister, where did you get the two fat fishes? The whole piece of tofu is stewed, it's delicious... By the way, eldest sister, do you have any old money at home?

"Sister-in-law, I'm doing laundry. The water is quite cold today, so be careful of catching a cold... Can you sell that silver bracelet on your hand?"

Ma Wei didn't hesitate all the way into the village. He looked around with his little eyes and could always chat with everyone he met. He actually attracted a bunch of villagers to him.

Let’s talk about the liberation truck. It drove directly to a rice field in the center of the village and stopped. Then the two people in the back truck began to work, unloading a lot of things from it. Li Jiankun and Wang Shanhe got out of the car to help. After a while, they were in the rice field. An operating platform was set up on the field.

With his sharp tongue, Ma Weidu was about to pluck off the silver bracelet from the wrist of his sister-in-law who was doing the laundry. At this moment, a small trumpet sounded from the rice field:

“The gold and silver jewelry is made on site, with guaranteed quality and quantity, and only costs one yuan for processing!”

Swish!

The sister-in-law quickly put the silver bracelet back on her wrist and followed the sound of the speaker, her eyes sparkling. Although the bracelet her in-laws gave her was old silver, the style was too ugly. She had long wanted to get a new style, but she went to town and asked , the crafting fee is five yuan.

I only received one yuan and arrived at my doorstep...

Not caring about the clothes by the river, the sister-in-law ran over for fear of missing out on something good.

Ma Weidu: "???"

He took the empty hand and looked towards the direction of the rice field with a dull expression.

What kind of brain can come up with such a trick?

Obviously, new gold and silver materials are used to replace other people's old gold and silver. How dare you charge a dollar for processing fee?

But then he realized that if he didn't accept it, he would be afraid of being deceived.

My Xuande moon bottle! ! !