Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 198
"Nephew, what are you talking about? Did you go to the auction held in Yanzhao Province by Liulichang Ghost Market?"

Yang Yukun was quite surprised when he heard Yang Guangcheng talk about the reason of the matter.

Back then when Liulichang Ghost Market held its first auction, he, Han Chunming, and Yang Guangcheng were able to enter the auction site only because of the invitation letter from the master.

At the end of the auction, the person behind the ghost market said that the next auction will be held in Yanzhao Province.

Because the auction was held in Yanzhao Province, when they left, they didn't get the invitation letter for the second auction, but left directly from Liulichang.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guangcheng actually went to Yanzhao Province to participate in the second auction held in Liulichang Ghost Market.

"Uncle Kun, I am also obsessed with ghosts. Who would have thought that the things dug out from under the nose are actually high-tech products."

At first Yang Guangcheng really didn't plan to go, he went with others later.

When I went to the scene to have a look, I didn't expect that the people from Liulichang Ghost Market actually found an ancient tomb from the Song Dynasty.

The funerary objects were taken out from the ancient tomb under their noses, and all the fine porcelains buried in the tomb were fine porcelain from the Song Dynasty.

Because these objects were dug out from the ancient tomb by them, they inevitably relaxed their vigilance.

After taking pictures of these things, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong at first.

Today, I took out this Northern Song Ru kiln three-legged washbasin to play with, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt something wrong.

He hurriedly took out several other pieces of porcelain and studied them carefully, only to find that they were all high-tech products, and they were all under the guidance of the ghost market gang.

"Master, we really made us guess right. These grandsons are really playing the trick of building a tomb on the spot."

After the auction ended, rumors spread that people from Liulichang Ghost Market had discovered an ancient tomb of the Song Dynasty in Yanzhao Province. The second auction was the ancient tomb auction.

In the ancient tombs, many porcelains from the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty were unearthed.

At that time, his master suspected that these grandsons were playing tricks of building tombs on the spot.

Did not expect ah.

It really made the master guess right.

Moreover, Yang Guangcheng actually entered the game, following the advice of these grandsons.

"So, it's not that these guys don't know about the imitation Northern Wei pottery figurines and imitation Tang Sancai that appeared in the first auction, but they were put up for auction on purpose?"

"Is it possible that these grandsons also followed other people's advice and received a batch of fake products, so they sold them in this way?"

"There is also this possibility, and there is another possibility that these people themselves are this very sophisticated counterfeiting team."

"These grandchildren are playing like this. If it is exposed, will this ghost market continue?"

"It will definitely continue to drive, so keep your eyes open in the future."

Yang Yukun turned his head and asked Yang Guangcheng, "Nephew, how much did you lose this time?"

"Nearly 10 yuan."

"so much?"

"I found someone else to deal with most of the things in the store. With the previous deposits, I scraped together 10 yuan. I didn't expect to fall into it all at once."

Thinking of this loss, Yang Guangcheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

He has been in the industry for so many years, it's not that he hasn't had an eye shot, it's not that he hasn't suffered a loss.

But it was the first time for him to suffer such a big loss, and it hurt him once.

At this auction, he bought eight pieces of porcelain and spent nearly 10 yuan.

Now he even has no working capital in the store.

"Nephew, what are you going to do next?"

"What else can we do? In our line of business, you can only admit that you are unlucky."

There are rules for each line, and this time someone made a mess, I can only blame him for not being able to do it well, and he can only swallow it if he has a broken tooth.

Could it be that he can still go to the gang behind the ghost market to settle accounts, he doesn't even know if these grandsons are people or ghosts.

"Nephew, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Uncle Kun, I'm here to look for you this time, and I really need your help with something."

"Go ahead."

"The liquidity of Jubao Pavilion is gone, I want you to invest a sum of money in Jubao Pavilion, and this money will be turned into shares of Jubao Pavilion."

Yang Guangcheng came here this time, not simply to complain to Yang Yukun.

Things have happened, no matter how much you complain, it's useless.

Jubao Pavilion is their family's ancestral property, and it was founded by his grandfather. It is absolutely impossible for Jubao Pavilion to close down under his hands.

In order for Jubao Pavilion not to collapse, funds must be brought in from elsewhere.

After much deliberation, he thought of Yang Yukun.

"Nephew, how much money do you need now to revitalize Jubao Pavilion?"

"Fifty thousand, a 30.00% stake in Jubao Pavilion."

"Forget about the shares, I'll lend you 5 yuan first, and let's get over this crisis first."

Yang Yukun has no interest in the shares of Jubao Pavilion.

Although he is a collector, he never thought of entering the business of opening an antique shop.

Yang Guangcheng said that 5 yuan is needed to get through this crisis. He can lend this money to Yang Guangcheng first, and then return it to him when he has it.

"Uncle Kun, thank you!"

Yang Guangcheng bowed deeply to Yang Yukun sincerely.

He called Yang Yukun his uncle before, simply because the ancestral home of both of them came from Yangsanjia Village, Jingchu Province, and Yang Yukun was twice as senior as him in terms of seniority.

just now.

Yang Guangcheng called Uncle Kun with sincerity.

The exchange of 5 yuan for a 30.00% stake in Jubao Pavilion was the result of his deliberation, and he was even ready for Yang Yukun to open his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yukun not only refused the shares of Jubao Pavilion, but also lent him the money unconditionally.

Jubao Pavilion is their family's ancestral property. If it is not a last resort, he naturally does not want Jubao Pavilion to introduce new shareholders.

Yang Yukun really helped him a lot this time, and Yang Yukun will be his uncle from now on.

"Wait for me, I'll get you the money."

Yang Yukun walked into the bedroom and took a few stacks of Great Unity from the portable planting space.

"Eldest nephew, here it is."

"Uncle Kun, I will write you an IOU, and I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

"Solve the Jubao Pavilion first, and there is no rush to pay back the money."

"it is good."

"It's getting late, nephew, don't think too much, go back and have a good sleep."

"Uncle Kun, Lord Hou, then I'll go back first."

"It's getting dark, slow down, and be safe."

"it is good."

"Go back."

Yang Yukun patted Yang Guangcheng on the shoulder, telling him not to think too much.

Watching Yang Guangcheng leave the yard, the master and apprentice looked at each other and sighed in unison.

The two of them never expected that Yang Guangcheng had been in this industry since he was a child. He has been in the world for decades and is a master of ancient ceramics. He did not expect to fall into such a big stumble.

This fall was indeed a bit hard.

At the same time, it also reminded them that the water in this industry is too deep, so they must not be careless.

(End of this chapter)