Abandoned Women of the Age: Getting Rich by Spatial Warehouses

Chapter 267
He thought that he had finally ended his bachelor career of more than twenty years, and, after tasting the meat last night, he felt inexplicably excited.

With a big appetite, he ate all the noodles left in the pot, washed the pot and bowl, and then changed into his overalls and rode to the construction site.

After Yu Qing and the others left, she got up and changed her clothes to prepare to go out.

While sitting in front of the dressing table combing his hair, he noticed a few red marks on his neck. Obviously, a discerning eye might understand what's going on at a glance.In my heart, I scolded a certain man who was riding a bicycle countless times.

She is wearing a shirt today, and the collar is already considered high.

It's impossible to go out in mid-April with a high collar, right?

Yu Qing, who was helpless, entered the studio, only to remember that she forgot to turn on the computer to check the order in the past few days.

Turned on the computer and shipped all the orders accumulated in the past few days, only to notice the conversation box, the buyer who bought her antiques last time came to the message.

Ask her if she still has any antiques in her hand, and if so, he is willing to buy them at a high price.

antique?

This is indeed a lucrative business if you meet someone who knows how to do it.Why don't you go to Antique Street in the afternoon if you have nothing to do?
Act on your heart.

Yu Qing turned off the computer and went to the warehouse. After looking around, she couldn't find any high-necked clothes suitable for this season. Finally, she found dozens of silk scarves in the corner.

She took out a plain silk scarf and tied it around her neck, which perfectly covered the red marks and added an intellectual beauty.

Pushing his own women's bicycle out of the studio, locked the courtyard door and headed towards the old street.

The old street was originally an alley without a name, but because more and more antiques were sold here, it naturally formed an antique street, selling old objects, as the name suggests, there is nothing wrong with being called an old street.

When Yu Qing arrived here by bicycle, it was already past noon, and many people in the state-owned antique shop had just woken up from their naps, and many stalls were set up on the street.

In this day and age, as long as the state-run shops represent credibility, they hold a lot of weight in the hearts of the common people. They all think that the goods in state-run shops are of high quality, high quality and low price.

Yu Qing was no exception. When she first entered this street, the first shop she entered was a state-owned antique shop.

When I entered the store, it was a very ordinary storefront. Except for the entrance wall, there were rows of shelves on the other three walls, and there were many types of antiques on it.

In front of the shelves was a counter, an old fashioned counter with a wooden frame and glass panels.Inside the counter are some small items.

It is such an ordinary store that cannot be more ordinary. Who can find valuable old objects from it depends on personal ability.

Yu Qing is just a rookie. At first glance, she thinks that the old items at the counter may be genuine.

"Little comrade, which one do you like?"

An old gentleman looked at Yu Qing lying on the counter with a smile, staring straight at the old things inside.

Yu Qing didn't know which one was the real one, let alone which one to start with. She pointed to a bowl on the counter and asked, "Can I take this bowl out to have a look?"

"Yes." The old gentleman brought out the small wooden box together with the bowl.

Yu Qing picked it up carefully, and looked at the sunlight outside the door. It was not able to see through the light, and there was a word printed on the bottom of the bowl, "Ming Dynasty Xuande Year System."

"Yes, this is the Xuande Ji blue glazed bowl. This bowl is dignified and majestic, with a thick carcass and a natural and beautiful belly line, so it is impossible for you to shine through the sun." The old man explained.

Yu Qing pretended to observe carefully, and only saw that the workmanship was exquisite, but nothing else.

"Old comrade, how much is this?"

The old gentleman stretched out a finger, "100 yuan."

"100 yuan, so expensive?" Yu Qing exclaimed, and kept shaking her head, "You only charge 100 yuan for such a broken bowl, you kill a pig!"

The old man had a black thread on his head, and knocked on the table, "Little comrade, please pay attention to your words, this shop is run by the public, and you will pay ten for a fake one, and you will not be deceived."

Yu Qing was taken aback, and acted like a little village girl who had never seen the world before, "You say this is the real thing?"

The old gentleman nodded with a straight face, "Yes!"

"If it's fake, I'll come to you, and you will pay ten for the fake one?" Yu Qing seemed worried to confirm again.

"Losing money with ticket refunds."

Yu Qing looked at the other old objects again, "Okay, then what do you think are the real ones here? Take them out and let me have a look."

The old gentleman gave her a suspicious look, and finally took four or five collections from the antique rack behind.

"all these are."

Yu Qing pointed to a box like a lacquer box and asked, "What is this?"

It was the first time that the old man met a rookie who didn't know anything, and dared to visit the antique street.

He took a deep breath and introduced, "The lacquer box with rhinoceros and cloud patterns."

"What is rhino picking?"

"Ticking the rhinoceros is a technique of carving lacquer. A variety of lacquers are regularly painted layer by layer on the wooden body to a certain thickness, and then the patterns are carved. Therefore, most of the craft patterns are tactful cloud patterns, also known as 'cloud carving'."

Yu Qing was ashamed to hear that, the culture in antiques is broad and profound, so don't ask more questions if you don't understand anything.

Shame!

She felt that all she had to do was ask, "Old comrade, can you confirm that these are genuine?"

"confirm!"

"How much are the prices?"

"Seventy lacquer boxes, eighty-eight blue and white belly bottles, one hundred marble screens, and sixty red sandalwood pen holders from the Qing Dynasty. Do you want all of these?"

Yu Qing pretended to be an idiot, and waved her hand, "As long as it's genuine, I'll take it."

In fact, I was about to laugh out loud. I bought five pieces for more than 400 yuan. If they were all authentic, she would send them out. As long as one piece was genuine, she would also earn money.

In this era, people have not enough food and clothing, antiques are really too cheap, and there are more genuine ones than later generations, at least they are easy to find.

The old gentleman expressed doubts and reminded: "There are five items in total, can you bring them back alone?"

Everything is packed in a box, and five of them are a set aside. Can this girl take it back by herself?

Don't be robbed halfway!
"Mr. please help me tie it up with a rope. I rode my bicycle over here, and I will be tied to the back of the bicycle and come back later."

The old man nodded in understanding, and beckoned a young man to come over and help her tally the goods, and he would help her bill.

Yu Qing came out of the antique shop, tied all the boxes to the back seat of the car, and rode home instead of going deep into the old street.

The streets in Yicheng are not too wide, and they are not as congested as later generations. Most of the shops on the street are brick houses, and there are a few sheds built.

Most of the store door frames are detachable wooden doors, and there are no rolling gates of later generations.

Although the streets are old, they are full of business opportunities. When the spring breeze of reform blows across the country, how many people will stand up in this wind.

Yu Qing remembered the last time Xiang Yisen said that he wanted to buy a house, and wondered if he bought his house?
"Comrade Yu."

　Thank you for your support~It's too late, everyone go to bed early~
　　
　
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