Thousands of clones starting from ants

Chapter 230 There are clues
Jubaozhai's business thinking is obviously much more radical.

As soon as Du Jia and Anna entered the door, a salesperson with standard dress came up to greet him: "Hey, you two are here? Just take a look or want to buy something?"

Du Jia said, "Just take a look!"

"Okay, then you look at it first, and if you need anything, just say hello!" The salesman replied with a smile.

But it didn't go very far, it just fell two or three steps away.

This is also understandable. On the one hand, it can serve customers at any time.

On the other hand, this is an antique shop after all, and the value of antiques is very high. If you don’t follow suit, if something is damaged or there is a dispute, it’s hard to tell.

But how does Du Jia know about antiques?

He asked Anna directly: "How is it here?"

Anna nodded: "There are a lot of things! That inkstone is from the Ming Dynasty! And that jade carving is from the Song Dynasty!"

"This lady has a really good eye!" The salesman put away his contempt and gave Anna a thumbs up, "You are an expert! Just tell me what you like, let's not say that we have everything you need! But our boss is in Xinzheng and even the whole country. The antique shop here still has a lot of face, as long as you can tell us something, we can always contact the seller!"

Du Jia asked: "Are there also pictures of the Qingming Festival?"

The salesman said with a smile: "Then you are joking! But speaking of bragging, as long as the money is in place, it is not impossible!"

Du Jia smiled, looked around casually, shook his head and said, "The things here are not old enough! I don't like them very much!"

"You want old items?" the salesman said with a smile, "Then you have found the right place! Just tell me about the dynasty, and I will transfer the goods for you!"

Du Jia looked at Anna.

Anna had already investigated the age of the tomb in the suburbs. The tomb was at least 3000 years old. She said: "Things that are too late are not interesting! In fact, we are just looking for strange ones. Is there anything from 3000 years ago!"

"3000 years ago?" The salesman was stunned for a while, and then said after doing the calculations for a long time, "Isn't that 1000 BC? Let me do the math, it's the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, right?"

"Almost!" Du Jia nodded.

"Things from that time were worth a lot!" said the salesman, "Although old objects are not necessarily valuable! But after all, they were made 3000 years ago, and any bronze ware is worth a lot!"

Du Jia said: "I don't lack money! The key is things!"

The salesman said: "We definitely have the stuff, but that kind of stuff requires a lot of maintenance! So it must be in the warehouse! I have photos in my mobile phone, I can show you first! If you value something, I will take it later. Let me show you the goods! Of course, the premise is that you have to let me see the strength! Is this understandable?"

Although the old objects have been preserved for thousands of years, they actually have high environmental requirements.

Humidity, temperature and even wrong light will accelerate its aging.

You have to think so.

This thing has existed for 3000 years, and it is too old. If you don't take good care of it, it will be completely destroyed in no time?
This is why flashes are not allowed in many museums.

Exposure to light also accelerates aging.

Du Jia nodded: "The proof of funds must be fine, but I want to see something!"

"Okay, look!"

The salesperson was very happy. He quickly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo album, and handed it to Du Jia directly, "Take a look slowly, if you like it, let's chat!"

Du Jia slowly flipped through the photo album.

But in fact, he is not looking at the things on the photo, but looking at the shooting date of the photo in the attributes.

The most recent one was taken a month ago.

But the cemetery was excavated within a week at most.

So there must be no baby in the cemetery in the photo of the salesman's mobile phone.

So Du Jia handed the phone to the salesperson and said, "I don't like anything here!"

"Then what do you like? I'll find it for you!" The salesperson would definitely not want to miss a potential big customer like Du Jia.

Du Jia said: "Is there any one just unearthed, I like this kind!"

Hearing this, the salesman's expression changed, and he said, "Go, go, we're doing regular business here, how could there be a newly unearthed one? Don't ruin Wen's reputation here!"

Du Jia smiled and said, "I bought it with sincerity!"

The salesman said directly: "You hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll call the security to drive you away! I thought you were here to buy things, but it turned out that you came to amuse me!"

Du Jia understood: "Are you afraid that I will arrest you?"

"What are you arresting?" The salesman raised his voice and shouted, "We are open for regular business, why are we afraid of being arrested? If you have evidence, arrest it. If you don't have evidence, don't stain people's innocence!"

Du Jia smiled: "I have nothing to say to you as a small salesman! How about it, you call your boss, and I will talk to him!"

"Who are you? Just looking for our boss?" The salesman was unhappy, "Do you know who our boss is? Mr. Xu! He is a well-known existence in the whole Xinzheng. You just looked for it? You Who are you?"

As he spoke, Du Jia was thrown outside.

It is also impossible for Du Jia to confront him head-on.

Just go out.

After going out, he said to Anna: “It was me who said something wrong just now!”

Anna said angrily: "How dare he treat the master like this! According to my idea, I directly demolished his store! Burned all his bank deposit receipts and so on! Let him be arrogant!"

Du Jia shook his head: "Forget it, it's just a trivial matter! But his attitude makes me feel very suspicious! I think they should be related to the tomb robbers!"

This is what he just thought of.

When most people hear that there is something new to be dug up, at most they say no.

But the salesman's reaction was too violent.

On the contrary, there is a feeling that there is no silver 300 taels here.

But Du Jia is not going to argue with this little salesman anymore.

Didn't you mean Mr. Xu?
Then go directly to Mr. Xu.

King to king.

It's too embarrassing to argue with a small salesman.

Du Jia looked at the street.

People come and go.

Then he beckoned to a young man.

The young man immediately came up to him: "Heh, is this gentleman looking for me?"

Du Jia asked: "Are you familiar with this area? I think you are hanging out here, you should be like an intermediary or something?"

"You're really right!" the young man jokingly said, "I'm just dawdling in this street, and I know what you want to buy or ask about!"

"Okay!" Du Jia nodded, "Then I'll get straight to the point, where is Xu San, the boss of the Jubaozhai behind me?"

Ask him to call Mr. Xu, but he can't, so he just calls him Mr. Xu.

"You really asked the right person!" The young man said with a smile, "I know I do, but..." After finishing speaking, he stood there leaning, rubbing the index finger and middle finger with his right thumb, as if counting money.

(End of this chapter)