After rebirth, I rely on metaphysics to become the favorite of the wealthy group

Chapter 30: The Boss of Paper Shop is Ugly and Doesn’t Sell Fakes!

Song Tinghe's tone was full of determination, even if she died of poverty, she would not sell Mr. Lingyuan's paintings.

Because that's what she's been chasing all her life.

The man in the blue shirt just smiled, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He thought that this man must like his aunt very much.

"Thank you!" Song Tinghe took the business card, the man thanked him, and left the venue with his assistant.

Song Tinghe looked at the back of the man leaving, eyes lowered, looked at the name on the business card, and read out, "Zhou Shuyu!"

Behind him, Zhou Mo paused when he heard the name. Is it the grandchildren of the Zhou family?
She turned around and looked at the door, but the person had already gone away.

But Song Tinghe also looked at her at the same time, Song Tinghe's eyes shone slightly, "You...you are so beautiful."

The girl has a pair of breathtaking Danfeng eyes, a small Qiong nose, and white skin, full of beauty.

Zhou Mo recognized the girl in front of him as the person who took her painting.

Zhou Mo curled his lips and winked at her, "You have a good eye." Smiling.

She means that she likes her paintings and has a good eye!

Song Tinghe was stunned, her cheeks were hot, and she blushed.

Blinking her eyes, watching the girl's leaving figure, she slowly came back to her senses, and murmured, "I forgot to ask her name."

After a while, Fang Shiji followed Zhou Mo to a shop selling paper, carrying big and small bags of paint.

Zhou Mo stretched out her hand and picked up a piece of paper for drawing talismans. Just by touching it lightly, she knew it was not an ordinary paper.

It was the Xuanli paper she wanted. Xuanli paper is a special material that does not melt in water or burn in fire.

Only when the rune master uses a spell can the spell be ignited.

Zhou Mo was very surprised to see such paper here.

"How do you sell the paper, boss?" Zhou Mo asked.

Fang Shiji was holding something in his hand, and leaned over to look at it. It was a piece of yellowed paper.

He guessed that the patriarch must have bought it for drawing symbols.

The boss raised his head and glanced at Zhou Mo. Seeing that the little girl was pretty, he smiled very happily, "It's 5 yuan each, and I'll give you a discount if you look good."

The boss smiled, raised his hand, and spread his fingers, "Five thousand."

Zhou Mo, "..." Is it because she is easy to deceive?
The paper was covered in ashes. It must have been a long time since it was sold. The boss looked kind-hearted, but he actually wanted to cheat her.

However, it is also worthwhile to buy Xuanzhi paper for 5000 yuan.

Fang Shiji was surprised for a few seconds, "So cheap?" The words almost blurted out.

He thought that the things in the ancient market were tens of millions.

This 5000 yuan is really cheap.

Hearing Fang Shiji's words, the boss grinned so hard that his mouth went behind his ears.

"The young man is a man of knowledge." The boss said.

Fang Shiji felt Zhou Mo's gaze projected over him, and suddenly felt bad, his brain was working fast.

He said, "Boss, you are overselling the goods. You can see that they are all dust, and you need 5000 yuan. Isn't this just liquidation?"

After speaking, Fang Shiji was relieved when he noticed that Zhou Mo's gaze was gone.

The boss was taken aback for a moment, as if Fang Shiji had said something on his mind, he said vaguely, "It's not the bottom of the box, it's just that 5000 yuan is really cheap."

It's just that there are fewer people drawing talismans now, and there is a lot of inventory at home, and he can't sell it.

Finally, someone came to ask, no matter what, I have to sell a few copies.

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows, and it could be seen that the boss estimated that she was not a difficult person to talk to.

She smiled, "Boss, two thousand, I bought it all."

The boss stared at him. It was the first time he saw someone bargaining like this. He was sure to lose 2000 yuan.

The boss shook his head, "I can't buy it for [-] yuan. This is the best Xuanzang paper. If it weren't for the lack of Taoist priests now, I would have bought this paper before."

The boss's words are true, this Xuanli paper used to be priceless, but after Zhou Yi's death, no one will use this paper anymore.

Of course, those people don't know the importance of this paper. He told people before that it doesn't melt in water and doesn't burn in fire.

After being scolded a few times, he stopped selling.

The boss thought about it, and finally decided to give Zhou Mo less, "Forty-eight hundred, I won't sell any less."

He looked at Zhou Mo seriously, Zhou Mo was expressionless, just when he thought the little girl didn't want to buy it.

But Zhou Mo said, "Deal, I'll buy as many as you have at home."

The boss was stunned for a few seconds, and asked in disbelief, "You mean you bought them all."

Zhou Mo nodded, "That's right, I bought them all. It's a buyout. In the future, your paper can only be sold to me first."

The boss blinked his eyes with an incredulous look on his face, "Little girl... do you want to buy wholesale?"

Zhou Mo was speechless, "Use it yourself."

She can also make Xuanli paper herself, but the workmanship of this paper is complicated, and she doesn't have the time to do it. Today is considered lucky to meet the boss of the old Xuanli paper.

"Xiaoji, add a WeChat message to the boss." Zhou Mo looked at Fang Shiji and said.

Fang Shiji put the things in his hands aside, took out his phone, and added the boss's WeChat.

Not to mention the boss, even Fang Shiji was in a daze during the whole process.

Xuanli paper, he has heard from his grandfather that this kind of paper is rare, and the production process is very complicated. How can the ancestor be sure that this boss can make it?
"Boss, do you have enough insurance?" Fang Shiji asked.

After adding WeChat, the boss didn't reply to Fang Shiji's words, so he asked, "What's the name of the young man?"

He had to make a note, he finally met someone who knew the goods, so he had to take good care of this ancestor.

Fang Shiji, "Fang Shiji, how about you, boss?"

The boss noted Fang Shiji's name and smiled, "Old Zhang Li."

A very strange name.

Li Laozhang replied with a smile, "Three generations of my ancestors have been making paper, but the handmade paper business has not been easy to do in the past few decades."

I can hear a lot of sadness in the boss's tone, "To tell you the truth, this paper has been squeezed for decades, but it can't be sold, otherwise I won't sell it at a low price."

It hasn't been sold for decades?

Fang Shiji glanced at Zhou Mo in surprise, and saw the calm face of the patriarch, as if it was expected.

"Boss, your paper is not fake." Fang Shiji asked without thinking.

Li Laozhang opened his eyes wide, unbelievable, and a little angry, "You can question my ugly appearance, but you can't accuse me of selling fake paper."

This is an insult to personality!
Their old Li's family put integrity first when doing business, how could they sell fake ones.

Li Laozhang suddenly became angry, and Fang Shiji was a little embarrassed, "Boss Li, I don't mean that, I just doubt, doubt."

Zhou Mo sighed when he heard Fang Shiji's explanation, "Boss Li, I'm sorry, he's young and doesn't understand the value of Xuan paper!"

Hearing what Zhou Mo said, Li Laozhang's face softened a little, "It's okay, I'm in business, it's normal to be questioned, but if you want to cooperate for a long time, the price must not be [-]."

After all, extruded goods are different from new ones, the process is complicated, and the price must be discussed separately.

Zhou Mo nodded, she would not be greedy for such a cheap price, this Xuanli paper is indeed genuine, "You can set the price according to the market price, as long as the paper you make can meet my requirements."

Li Laozhang saw that Zhou Mo was a straightforward person, and he was unambiguous, "It must be, after all, there are few people who use Xuanli paper, so naturally I will not smash my own signboard."

(End of this chapter)