C45

There was a lot of water in this industry, and according to what Du Lei knew, those who were "peers" who were daydreaming.

That's less likely than buying ten million in the lottery.

"I have long thought of the name of the shop, Dominating the World, when I entered the antique industry, it was not to earn some money, but to earn a huge amount of wealth from the antique business!"

Du Lei patted Li Zhiquan's shoulders and seriously told him: "Old Uncle, I hope you can believe that I will hand over all of our sales and finance to you.

"As for the fatty, this is your first time doing this, after all. Of course, so is you. Tomorrow, I will invite an experienced expert to watch over him."

Du Lei explained the division of labor to Li Zhiquan, as well as their role of "Dominating the World".

The operating mode was mainly to sell high-priced antiques. Every item in the store had to be made sure that it was authentic and not fakes.

After finalizing the shop, the next step was to decorate it. Du Lei spent two hundred thousand and hired a company that was famous in the industry.

In addition, he also found an old master who specialized in carving and had him carve a plaque for himself, which was the shop's signboard. He spent close to 100,000 yuan to carve it, and the signboard he chose was made of top-grade wood.

After making all these arrangements, three days had already passed. Li Zhiquan and Du Lei were looking for a way to buy goods, while Du Wei and Li Can stayed in the shop to see the decorations done by the refurbishing company, as well as to order some necessary tools.

For example, tea set, grandpa chair, Eight Immortals Table, etc. They all had a "history".

Old thing.

There were only two ways for Du Lei to buy more goods.

In the formal market, this kind of goods were mostly well documented and had an appraisal certificate. However, the price was extremely expensive and the profit was pitifully small.

Other than the black goods, these "ancient knowledge" …

Most of them came from underground, but there were also a few genuine items passed down from a person's ancestors, or were unintentionally obtained.

Du Lei came here to earn a lot of money, so he naturally chose the latter.

Most of the black goods came from the teacher, who was also known as the "Tomb robber".

Hand.

This kind of goods required a very high profit and had a very high chance of being "picked up".

Compared to the regular market, who knows how many times lower the odds are.

As a result, most antique shop who sold genuine goods would sell the Tomb robber. They would steal the items from the tomb, but as time passed, the era they were called "Tomb robber" in the current era.

Even though they do exist, they have become quite rare, like the pandas in our country.

Ancient Tombs were a type of limited resource, and similarly, they were protected by the State. Tomb robber would be able to find them, and if they were to go down into the tomb, they would have to take a huge risk.

To this day, there were very few tombs that could be entered.

And "Tomb robber"

In Rong City, the only thing that could be used with a "Tomb robber."

There was only one person who could contact him, and that was "Ninth Master".

had heard of this legendary figure of the Rong City's antiques world many years ago.

It was said that this "Ninth Master"

No one knew his real name. They only heard that he was forty-nine years old and had not yet married. His parents were dead.

It was naturally impossible for Du Lei to contact him, because of this "Ninth Elder".

He had already gone to the capital to settle down. Right now, her disciple who stayed in the Rong City was none other than his disciple, "Firewood Knife".

This man called Chai Dao was in his early thirties this year. Although his ability was not even half as strong as Ninth Master, he was still not a simple character.

Du Lei had fought with this guy before, but at the time, he was only a shop assistant who unloaded things. Now, he was the boss.

He spent some money and easily got the contact number of the firewood knife. Du Lei told him that there were tens of millions of businesses, so that guy was very happy to meet him at a teahouse near Antique Market.

Du Lei had already followed his previous agreement and waited at the teahouse for a long time. When dusk approached, a firewood knife appeared, this was a man with an aged face.

He wore a denim jacket, ordinary slacks, and sheepskin boots. His hair was short, clean, and clean. Other than the obvious vicissitudes of life, his face was covered in a messy stubble.

It had to be said that his facial features were very straight. At least, it gave off a very gentle and quiet feeling.

The machete was not like how it was now. It was clear that under the impact of modernization, the real antique industry was no longer as popular as it was before.

Especially with his' illegal 'attitude …

It was no longer possible for him to have his master's glorious acquisition channels, but from the looks of it, he should still be persevering on.

"Boss Du, right? I'm very happy that you were able to find me and stock up on my goods."

The firewood knife shook Du Lei's hand and said with a smile, he did not put on any airs at all.

He even took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered it to Du Lei to smoke, and didn't forget to remind him: "Now Rong City doesn't catch anything else, it's just trying to sell antiques illegally. Honestly speaking, I haven't received any orders in almost a year, no one dares to find me to do business."

"I am the main target of the police's attention. Look, look, that person wearing a hat is a spy for the police."

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the fellow.

It was clear that he was already in a hopeless situation.

Du Lei did not know about these things beforehand. He accepted the cigarettes with a smile and did not leave.

On the contrary, he smiled and said, "Those who are bold and overconfident and those who starve to death are cowards. No matter what era, those words are useful. There is no such thing as risk-free."

"You can see things very clearly, but unfortunately, right now, our Ninth Sect has already become famous, and we don't even have a name anymore. I do have some goods on hand, but I don't know if you dare to sell them? "

The firewood knife took a deep breath, and the remaining few words, he mouthed using his mouth, Du Lei saw through it.

"I dare."

Du Lei also took a deep breath and mouthed the words boldly. To a swindler like him, was there anything in this world that he did not dare to do?

"Since you have the guts, I'll give you this number."

Judging from the way the machete opened its mouth, he was talking about one million, not ten million.