gifted collector

Chapter 159 Chapter 150

After being scorched by the sun for a whole day, the cement floor was still hot. Fang Ming felt it as soon as he lay down, but it made him quite comfortable.

Looking at Fang Ming lying on the ground, Zhou Yafang showed a strange look on her face. At the beginning, she and Fang Ming went to pick up leaks separately, but soon she found that she was unnecessary because of Fang Ming's speed. It was too fast, which led to a huge consumption of cash, and at the same time, it required people to send antiques to the store continuously. Jiang Wen alone couldn't handle it, so she simply joined Jiang Wen's ranks later, Specially "serving" for Fang Ming: giving him cash when Fang Ming was short of money, and helping him pick up and send antiques back to the store after he missed them.

But even so, she and Jiang Wen didn't know how many times they ran back and forth, they were as tired as a dead dog, let alone Fang Ming.

"I do not want to live."

After a long time, Fang Ming slowly said such a sentence.

"Hey, I don't want to live anymore, but thinking about those antiques that we moved back to the store, I want to live, and I want to live well."

Zhou Yafang was also exhausted, but there was a look of excitement on her face.

"Yes! Our harvest today is really quite good!"

Jiang Wen felt that her legs were filled with lead. If she hadn't worried about being a girl, she would have imagined lying on the ground like Fang Ming.

Hearing this, Fang Ming regained his energy immediately, sat up and said, "Oh? How many antiques did we miss today?"

"I've been counting, a total of 150 and six pieces!"

Jiang Wen called out, and she would count every antique she brought back, how could she not remember?
"There are so many?"

Zhou Yafang called out, she only remembered that she was following Fang Ming, ran back to the store with one item in her hand, and handed out another wad of money to Fang Ming in a while, she didn't know how much she missed in the end. number.

"Yes, that's all!"

Jiang Wen nodded her head with great certainty!
"Ah!? So many? It seems that this time I made a fortune!"

Fang Ming became excited, and his body, which was so exhausted that it was about to fall down at any time, seemed to be poured with nectar from the Avalokitesvara's purification bottle, and it was suddenly full of strength. If you use the terminology in the game, it would be "resurrecting on the spot with full blood" "Yes!The least of these antiques that have been picked up are worth 150 yuan. Based on this price alone, 1000 six antiques are already more than [-] million!

What's more, Fang Ming remembered that the price of several of them was at least one million or even more than several million!
"Heh!!!! Not bad! Quite good!"

Fang Ming "smirked", compared with so much money, what is hard work?It's a drop in the bucket!

"Now our store can open again."

Zhou Yafang held out Fang Ming, and said, "Let's go, let's go back, let's go to the shop to have a rest, and then we need to find something to eat."

"Sister Avon, I will appraise the missing antiques tonight. After setting a price, we will open the door tomorrow and increase the price by 50% or even 70% of the price I determined before selling it."

Fang Ming's words surprised Zhou Yafang, and said, "Huh? So much?"

"Well, yes, there must be so many floating around! The antiques from these stalls in the Antique Street, unless there are new stall owners later, or the good things above have been picked up by us. At the same time, you want to How many buyers will come to this Treasure Appreciation Conference? When they can't find anything to buy elsewhere, they can only come to us. As the saying goes, rare things are expensive, so we naturally have to set prices high. "

Like other things, the most important thing that determines the price of an antique is its own preciousness. At the same time, what affects its short-term price is its supply and demand relationship. When Fang Ming said Zhou Yafang like this, he understood what he meant.

"If you want to do this, the most important point is that there are relatively few antiques on the Small Antique Street, but..."

Fang Ming naturally understood what Zhou Yafang meant, and immediately said with certainty: "Don't worry, now all the interesting antiques on the small antique street are here. If you don't want it, you can only come here. We buy here, even if there are fish that slip through the net, there will not be too many, I am very confident in this point."

Because it uses the ability of Pixiu to pick up leaks, Fang Ming knows that there are not many good things that can really slip through his fingers, but there are definitely not many!

"Okay! No problem!"

If it was before, Zhou Yafang would not have believed Fang Ming's words so easily, but Fang Ming's quickness in the process of picking up the leaks before shocked her greatly. At the beginning, she did not believe it. Fang Ming can pick up leaks at such a speed, so she deliberately picked one and carefully appraised it, only to find that Fang Ming was right!

Two or three hours later, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and picked another appraisal, but found that Fang Ming was still correct, so she finally gave up!

"Fang Ming, you are finally back!"

Just as Fang Ming and the three returned to the store, they found Wu Ze waiting there.

"Old Wu, why are you here? Why don't you call me when you come?"

Seeing the tired look on Fang Ming's face, Wu Ze couldn't help being happy, and said, "It's not long since I arrived, and I thought you might have gone out for dinner, so I just waited. By the way, why are you so tired? It looks like It's as if you just dealt with dozens of big guys."

"After you left, I picked up the leaks. I haven't eaten until now. Do you think I'm tired?"

"Isn't it? So hard? It's not necessary, is it? This year's Treasure Appreciation Conference has many days, and there is plenty of time..."

Wu Ze is destined to be unable to finish his words, because he has already entered the store with Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang and others, and as soon as he entered, he immediately found a large number of Japanese and other bags in a mess on the ground. , red, black, and even paper besides plastic.

"This...what the hell is this?"

Wu Ze immediately forgot what he wanted to say before, and his attention was completely diverted.

"This is an antique I picked up from a stall. I have been busy with it all afternoon and all night. How could it be so tiring?"

At this time, Fang Ming could no longer care about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, so he sat down on the chair - there was no way, he was too tired.

"This... this..."

Wu Ze felt that the flesh on his face was beating, picking up the leak?These are all leaks?Is this possible?
However, it is impossible for others, what about Fang Ming?After resting for an afternoon, his spirit had recovered. He thought that he had nothing else to do anyway, so he simply came to Guxuanzhai to see if Fang Ming had any good gains. But such a shocking picture?
Suddenly, Wu Ze rushed to those bags like a lunatic, opened one of them, took out an antique and looked at it carefully.

Seeing Wu Ze like this, Zhou Yafang shook her head, and then said to Jiang Wen: "Wenwen, let's work harder, take out all the antiques in the bag, wipe them clean, and put them on the shelves. We will use them when we open the shop tomorrow." .”

"OK, all right."

Jiang Wen nodded lightly, brought a silk cloth specially used for cleaning antiques, and kept busy with Zhou Yafang.

Guxuanzhai was very quiet. Fang Ming sat on a chair and rested for half an hour, and joined Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen's "action". As for Wu Ze, after appraising one antique, he began to appraise another one. And on the ground around him are five or six antiques that have been appraised—all of them are real without exception!
"This... this... this... this... how is it possible?"

Putting down the antique in his hand, Wu Ze's eyes were a little lost. This is already the eighth antique he identified, and it was found to be real.After moving around the bags on the ground, and some antiques that Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang and the others had put on the shelves, he felt as if his heart had been savagely hit by a giant hammer. thumping - this is fucking bullshit!
Having been in the antique industry all his life, what kind of nonsense has Wu Ze never seen or heard of?But the things in front of me are too incredible, right?

There are probably no fewer than one hundred bags in front of him, which means that Fang Ming missed more than one hundred antiques in less than a day?
I've seen pickers before, but I've never seen such a crazy picker!

Standing up slowly, Wu Ze's body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground. He had no choice but to squat on the ground for too long.

He squatted down again a little, and stood up only after he was no longer dizzy.

"Fang Ming, you...you are a little too crazy, are you sweeping away all the interesting antiques from the stalls in the entire Antique Street?"

Fang Ming put down the cloth in his hand, nodded, and said, "Yes... almost... right..."

"Well, I can tell that you're not sure, but I think it's almost all scanned, but have you ever thought about it? In this way, others can only buy fake ones."

"what!"

Fang Ming laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Wu, are you trying to say that you have no chance to miss it?"

"This one……"

Wu Ze blushed, Fang Ming's words hit his mind.

Zhou Yafang came over and said to Wu Ze with a smile: "Mr. Wu, you can buy from us. Think about it. With us checking for you, you don't have to worry about buying fake products, right?"

"Hmph! But the price would be much higher."

Fang Ming spread his hands, with an innocent expression on his face, and said, "Mr. Wu, you have to pay us for our hard work, right?"

Zhou Yafang suppressed her smile, nodded her head desperately, and said, "Mr. Wu, I think what Fang Ming said is not wrong at all. That's exactly the case. We are taking a huge risk to find the leak. You have to pay a little for the hard work." Yes."

"Risk? Fang Ming, tell me, where is the risk?"

Wu Ze glared at Fang Ming, with a look of disbelief clearly carved on his face.

"I……"

Fang Ming was at a loss for words, he suddenly realized that he had picked the wrong one and picked the right one, completely risk-free.

"Old Qian, when I came to Guxuanzhai, I discovered something that made people angry..."

"Sikong Zhe, come to Fang Ming's place, I think you must take care of one thing, this is really disrupting the order of the market!"

……

Listening to what Wu Ze said on the phone, Fang Ming was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)