Chapter 350: 350 Pan Jiayuan's Leakage

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Panjiayuan can be said to be a gathering place for literary and play lovers in Beijing.

Regular ghost markets and underground small auctions are even more numerous.

Those with financial strength will open an antique shop inside, and more are all kinds of stalls. At this time, spread a layer of cloth, or put a few porcelain, copper coins, jade, wood carvings on it. This is just a stall. .

The cold winter in Beijing’s teeth trembled, but the Pan’s home was still very lively. The stall owners were wearing green military jackets, scarves, cotton hats, cotton gloves, and their legs were still jumping in their mouths. But still enthusiastically selling.

A pure Beijing film, Jiang Mu felt like a world away.

In her previous life, this place almost became her second home. In order to please her grandfather who likes antiques, she followed the old professor to learn antique identification and restoration.

The old professor has a hobby, and likes the sense of accomplishment of missing out.

His educational philosophy is that we must experience more and get started in order to accumulate enough experience.

The antiques business relies more on experience rather than pure theoretical knowledge.

The shouting is too familiar, but the surrounding layout and furnishings, as well as the surrounding antique shops make her a little strange. It turned out that Pan Jiayuan was like this earlier.

Some familiar, some unfamiliar, some excited, and some looking forward to it.

Jiang Mu directly squeezed into the crowd.

Wen Yan moves faster, and he can't stay with Pan Jiayuan. This half semester he is either studying or staring at the construction of a private museum. The rest of the time is spent on antique restoration, like such a large antique. He hasn't visited the trading market for a long time.

Seeing such a scene and such an atmosphere, how could he bear it!

Compared with Wen Yan's impatience, Jiang Mu walked more casually, walking past stalls, listening carefully to the sounds around him.

There are bargaining, some introducing the object in hand, and some talking about the origin of the object. There is also a lot of English mixed in, and there are many international friends here.

However, these international friends are basically looking at porcelain. Who made China’s English be China, and China also means porcelain.

The favorite of these foreigners is porcelain.

However, not all stall owners can understand English, and not all foreigners can speak Chinese. Then there is another industry in Panjiayuan—translation.

One trip back and forth can make a hundred and eighty yuan. In 1989, this was a beautiful job, and it was also a job that translators like very much.

"5,000 knives, one point can't be less, look at this fineness, the chicken screams, and it is full of energy! This is an authentic fighting color chicken cylinder cup, which is exclusively used by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. The royal wine glass is absolutely antique! "

The stall owner gave a thumbs up and introduced enthusiastically.

The foreign man shook his head and stretched out a slap. The translator immediately understood: "500 dollars, we only pay 500 dollars!"

How can the stall owner agree? There shouldn't be too much difference between thirty-five thousand and three thousand five.

"After finally encountering a fat sheep, how can you not slaughter it fiercely?"

Jiang Mu heard the other party's mutter clearly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Sure enough, Pan Jiayuan is still the Pan Jiayuan. Seeing this stall owner made her feel the same as coming here in her previous life.

Whether it is the stall owner or the boss, it is absolutely a big flicker.

As the saying goes, do not open for three years, open for three years!

However, foreigners are not vegetarians. If they can do business in China, how can they be fooled so easily?

"5000 dollars, it's a bargain, really! After this village, there will be no such shop. 5000 dollars can buy an authentic chicken bowl cup, this is a rare good thing!"

The stall owner continued to lobby.

Who knows, at this time the foreigner said, "Come on you! Do you think I am a fool?"

Owner: "...The Chinese is quite slick, it's still an authentic Beijing movie."

Jiang Mu tried her best to hold back her laugh, but the bright apricot eyes had been bent into crescents, and she didn't laugh out loud, she was already able to endure the work.

There were already unkind laughs from customers around. The owner of the nearby stall drank hot water while holding a big tea mug while pinching his waist and mocking. It was really magical sound that pierced his ears.

"I said that your chicken tank cup has been bought for three months? Why are you so persistent? Isn't it good to change to a blue and white porcelain, plain three-color, famille, or enamel? Why do you have to smash this chicken tank cup? "

"No, your chicken cup is too...what's the matter, you said such a high-quality customer, as long as you take out reliable points, you will make this one!"

The stall owner couldn’t hold back his face, and waved to these familiar stall owners with a cold face, “Stop it! What should I do! Don’t let this mess up!”

Jiang Mu stared at this brightly colored chicken tank cup. In fact, the two stall owners who just approached were right. The chicken tank cup looked perfect from the outside.

Whether it is seen from the tire glaze or the pattern on the cup body, it is almost perfect to impeccable.

just because it is too perfect, it looks too fake.

Perfect to be unreal, even if you are a newcomer, you can tell at a glance that this is a fake. If you take it out to fool foreigners, you can’t get out.

However, Jiang Mu stared at the lines of the chicken tank cup, with the vivid roosters on it and beautiful colors. He always felt that this chicken tank cup was unusual.

"Boss, can I see this chicken bowl?"

The stall owner who had just been ridiculed immediately raised his head and put the chicken tank cup on the stall before Jiang Mu picked it up.

As soon as she started, she could feel a warm breath coming in. It was especially comfortable in the cold winter. It was a kind of tenderness that was difficult to express in words.

Just now Jiang Mu was still a little skeptical, but as soon as he got started, he immediately confirmed that this chicken bowl cup should be real.

"Boss, how do you sell this? Don't tell me 5000 dollars."

The boss is not embarrassed either, "5000 yuan."

This chicken tank cup was originally collected for 100 yuan. I thought I could fool a few fat sheep, but it has been three months and it has not been sold.

The stall owner doesn’t want to keep it anymore. Facts have proved that it is impossible to use this chicken tank cup to flicker to the little fat sheep. It is better to shoot as soon as possible.

"I bought it for 4,000 yuan, and I quite like the pattern on it." Jiang Mu's acting skills are already well-rounded, and at this time he can still hold his face and bargain with the other party.

"4800!"

"4200."

The stall owner grinds his teeth, and a blast of cold wind penetrates in, "Ahem-a compromise, 4500, you take it away."

"Deal."

Pull out the money, make the payment, the action is done in one go.

The stall owner is still very interesting. He directly put the chicken tank cup into the dark small wooden box and handed it to her after it was installed, so as not to accidentally break it.

As soon as the wooden box started, Jiang Mu felt a breath that was more comfortable than before. She suppressed the idea of ​​trying to find out, put the backpack on her chest and started to wander.

The more good things she finds, the more houses she can choose.

For the first time, Jiang Mu swept all the stalls as if he had been beaten with blood.

However, her luck will not be so good afterwards. It may be that her luck today has been used up at the beginning.

I watched more than a dozen stalls in a row, and I bought a few small items. The price must not be too much.

However, she is not greedy, she still wanders around. It is also a kind of enjoyment for her to stroll around various antique stalls so leisurely.

In the huge Panjiayuan, the emotion of learning in order to please others in the previous life has completely dissipated.

It’s not for anyone, this is one of her interests, one of her hobbies.

"Jiang Mu, why are you here?" A surprised voice came.

(End of this chapter)