National Tide 1980

"Forget about scrolls, I don't like calligraphy and painting. I just like hard goods. Isn't this convenient for storage? If you can't use it for a while, it won't get ruined, right?"

"But let's talk about these things of yours. A few of them look pretty good, at least they're more confusing than the ones from the stores next door."

"Just like the Doucai bowl you recommended to me just now. Except that the mouth of the bowl is wrong and the base is not authentic, judging from the color and shape of the bowl, there is really nothing wrong with it."

"But the problem is, I'm selling it out of town. It's not like our capital city, where there is a ghost market with no lights and no lights. No matter how hard I speak, in broad daylight, a discerning person can easily tell that it's a fake from a folk kiln. "

"I'm different from you. I don't have enough physical strength, so I can only sit back and wait. I can't earn the money that you rush in and out. If the food is not good, I won't have anything to eat..."

When the seller heard that there was still a way, he quickly persuaded him.

"Old man, there's really no need for you to worry about this. How many people are as knowledgeable as you these days? They're all half-full, half-full masters."

"I'm not afraid of your ridicule. It's just a Dou Cai. Don't think it's our family's own thing. If my grandfather hadn't told me when I was a child that it was a 'fake antique' craftsmanship, I wouldn't have been able to tell where it was fake."

"Actually, before I came here, I had a stall on the beach behind me. I sold it in broad daylight. Even goods that were much worse than what I have now can still be sold."

"The world is not like this. There are more confused people than savvy people. Even if there are really savvy people, they are just like you. They either don't buy it. Or they buy it and pass it on to others."

"To be honest, if there wasn't Mrs. Zhang in the inspection team there who raided the stalls so frequently, I wouldn't have had to come here. What's true or false? For us, we can sell it at a higher price. , just see the benefits in this book..."

This salesman is really funny. In order to persuade Kang Shude to give up his worries and not be too stubborn, he keeps talking more and more enthusiastically.

But it happened that he was the most confused. He didn't even know that he had got into the sack, so he begged others to shut up quickly.

Ning Weimin couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this.

He had never seen anything like this with his own eyes, so he sold himself and helped count the money.

Sure enough, Kang Shude couldn't hold Le anymore.

"Oh, what you said makes sense. Okay, I'll just collect all of your... these little gadgets..."

Even though he was prepared, Ning Weimin was somewhat unexpected.

He originally thought that the old man was attracted to the blue and white plum vase.

At most, in order to reduce the other party's doubts, he only needs one more piece of the Doucai Bowl, and that's the end of it.

Why do you still want them all? This won't be...

"This... this bunch... you want them all?"

The seller was naturally even more dumbfounded and thought he had heard wrongly.

The reasons given by Kang Shude sound very reasonable.

"Then what can I do? I have to open a business soon, so I have to get some rags to show off my appearance."

"You said that I am already old, and I have been running like this for the past few days. I am really tired. I really can't stand it anymore."

"But before you start talking ugly, you have to give a real price, otherwise we won't have to negotiate..."

The seller suddenly became happy.

But he is really a "two-swordsman". When he was a child, he couldn't even hold hands and pinch his fingers to "swallow gold in his sleeves" when discussing prices.

He just lowered his voice and opened his mouth to offer a price of eight hundred.

Where does Kang Shude do this?

After saying, "You can keep it to yourself," he stood up and left.

The seller quickly stopped.

"No, old man, you can pay the money back on the spot."

Rushing up is not a business, so Kang Shude naturally seemed not to care anymore and repeated his old tricks.

"These things of yours are just passable on the surface. To put it bluntly, I only want to get them back for display. Is it hard to say whether they can be sold?"

The foreshadowing was indeed in vain. The seller couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

"Then you tell me a price."

"You have to come up with it sincerely. The maximum is three hundred."

The seller was stunned and quickly complained.

"Hey, if you add more, I can buy more than this."

But the routine was completely useless. Kang Shude had a good grasp of this aspect.

Quietly, he started beating.

"I said you don't make enough money? Just don't say that you can make a profit on your capital. Do you think the price I gave you is low? You can do the math yourself and divide it evenly. This piece of junk of yours costs more than ten yuan. Why don't you still pay for it? Low?"

"Boy, don't you hate to hear what I say. In this business, you have to eat in a small bowl and rely on God (Tim). What are you most afraid of? Isn't it just that you are afraid of losing money? I have good intentions and want to eat all your goods. Okay, so you don’t have to worry about the cost. What else are you thinking about?"

"One bite won't make you fat. You have to hold on to the goods and wait for a windfall. Then there's nothing I can do about it, right?"

"Anyway, I'm not being taken advantage of. It's just the fixed price. If you sell, I will buy. If not, I will leave. We don't have much time. I'm going to look at other people's goods while it's still dark. I'll see you later. Bar……"

The seller was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but look at the sky, and then turned around.

It was a good look, the sky was already white, but there were only a dozen more people in the ghost market.

The stall next to him was not busy yet, and people there were already looking at Kang Shude eagerly.

Seeing that, I want them to rush for business as soon as Kang Shude leaves.

The stall owner immediately became cruel and made a decision.

"Okay then. It's up to you. This business is all about fast in and fast out, right? I'll earn less..."

Only then did Kang Shude really turn around.

"Hey, that's right. As colleagues, you give it to me, and I give it to someone else. We both need to find a leader. When I come back in a few days, I might even buy your goods. Right? We are no better than others, we will be dealing with each other for a long time from now on..."

As he spoke, Kang Shude reached out to count the money and handed it to the stall owner.

Then he beckoned for Ning Weimin to take action.

"I said, come here and take it with you. These are all our things. Be careful and wrap them up well. I won't let you take care of them if they are damaged."

As a result, when Kang Shude and Ning Weimin gathered their things and were about to leave, the stall next to them was really busy greeting them.

"Old man, please stay one step longer and take a closer look at me. I have everything I want here..."

Kang Shude had to perform an additional drama.

"No, no, I've already bought the silt today. I don't know if it will be easy to take it back. See you another day..."

Just this sentence was so beautiful that the boy who had just cleared the warehouse was so happy that his nose was filled with snot.

He held thirty large unity sheets and looked at the stall owner next to him with a smug look.

Then he spat on his fingers and started counting one, five, ten, two, five and twenty in front of everyone.

That's called pride, that's called showing off.

He made about seventy or eighty yuan from this business today.

There is no doubt that this is a good sign for him to get off to a good start when he first arrives here.

But in fact, fools never feel stupid.

On the contrary, who is the real one? He keeps it secret in his heart. Only he knows.

As soon as Kang Shude left, he didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and the class was not in a hurry to get it.

Instead, he insisted on asking Ning Weimin to ride his bike and take him home first, anxious to put these things away before talking.

You can see what the harvest is.