Siheyuan: starting from level 5 welder

"Good good!"

Boss Hong applauded repeatedly.

This Li Guoqiang is indeed talented, even the value of the name of the age is not flawed, it seems that this person really knows how to appraise treasures.

Isn't this the kind of talent they are short of?

"Boss Hong, what I said shouldn't be wrong?" Li Guoqiang said with a smile.

"Not only are they correct, but they are all very accurate. I never expected that! Mr. Li has such eyesight at such an age!"

Boss Hong was very happy.

"Whether you are interested in working in Jubao Pavilion, you will definitely earn more than you can in other places."

Boss Hong wooed him.

"I don't have this plan yet, but I think we will definitely have the opportunity to cooperate in the future!"

Li Guoqiang said.

Afterwards, the group of people politely went upstairs to drink tea and chat.

Boss Hong also bluntly said that he admires talents like Li Guoqiang very much. If he is willing to follow him, he will be given a salary of 500 yuan a month. If he finds genuine products, Jubao Pavilion only needs [-]% of the profit.

However, such a condition seems to be the dream of many people, but it failed to impress Li Guoqiang.

He has the skill of appreciating treasures and can do it alone, why should he work for him?

However, Li Guoqiang also promised Hong Wenliang that if he finds a real product in the future, he will be the first to approach him.

The two parties ended the exchange happily.

"Guoqiang, you probably seldom come to Panjiayuan to play! Go hang out with Yingying, and I'll ask Xiao Wang to pick you up later!"

Seeing that it was still early, Zhang Zhengzhong said.

Without waiting for Li Guoqiang to agree, Zhang Zhengzhong ran away directly.

This is to create opportunities for them!

But what Zhang Zhengzhong didn't know was that this twisted melon was not sweet.

And now Li Guoqiang is not thirsty.

Zhang Zhengzhong didn't care whether you were thirsty or not, leaving Li Guoqiang and Zhang Yingying in place.

There is a long distance from the courtyard here.It is inconvenient to want to go back.

Li Guoqiang glanced at Zhang Yingying, and Zhang Yingying couldn't help but take a step back. She was really afraid that Li Guoqiang would do something outrageous to her after her father left.

However, she thought too much, and Li Guoqiang was not interested in her.

"You can go to other places to play, if you follow, don't talk!"

After Li Guoqiang left a word, he started to stroll around Panjiayuan.

Maybe if you go to Antique Street, you can pick up one or two authentic items.

Li Guoqiang had long wanted to come to Panjiayuan.

But Nai He never had time.

Li Guoqiang planned to resign his weekend job at Huaxie Hospital after a while.

After all, his medical skills are pretty good now, and he won't improve much if he continues to work.

It's better to play with antiques and buy a house to make more money.These two things are the fastest way to make money.

When I have enough money, in the 80s, I will open a factory to start a business.

Li Guoqiang feels that it won't take long for him to become the richest person in Forty-Nine City.

"What are you proud of? If my dad didn't ask me to admit my mistake to you, do you think I would talk to you?"

Zhang Yingying said angrily.

But waiting here was boring, and then he had to follow Li Guoqiang.

Want to see what this guy is up to?

Panjiayuan's Antique Street is not far from Hong Wenliang's shop, just a few corners away.

There is a lot of traffic here, people come and go, it is very lively.

There are all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings, pens, inks and jades on the ground.Antique Street is 800 meters long and is crowded with all kinds of dealers selling antiques. (Panjiayuan Market was formed in 92, but it already existed in the late 70s and early 80s. It is commonly known as flea market, ghost market, and Panjiayao. However, because of the needs of the plot, it will be automatically replaced in the 90s, even if there is a Bug, readers, don’t spray it, filter it automatically!)

Some came to bluff and deceive Xiaobai, while others really sold the treasures passed down from the family.

But it depends on your luck, whether you can run into it.

Li Guoqiang looked at it for a long time and found that most of them were imitations.At most, it is only ornamental, and it has no value at all.

It seems that it is not easy to buy a real product from a small vendor in Antique Street.Then I watched it for another hour, still nothing.

Just when Li Guoqiang was about to give up and wanted to turn back.A man in front of him squatting on the side of the road with a long box caught Li Guoqiang's attention.

This person doesn't spread out things to sell, just squatting like that.When someone asked him what he was selling, he said it was calligraphy and painting.

Others said they wanted to see it, but he even asked for ten yuan for consumption.

It is said that every time the calligraphy and painting are spread out, there will be wear and tear. If everyone just looks at it but does not buy it, won't he just waste his time?

This man's weird behavior attracted Li Guoqiang's idea.

Can't help but walk over.

"Little brother, what calligraphy and painting are you selling?" Li Guoqiang asked curiously.

The talent who sells paintings is in his early twenties, even younger than Li Guoqiang.

It looks a little less clever.

"An old calligraphy and painting!"

The peddler replied without even looking at Li Guoqiang.

"Can you open it and have a look?"

Li Guoqiang said.

"No! There is wear and tear when you open it. If you want to see it, you have to pay ten yuan in advance!"

The peddler said bluntly.

He estimated that when Li Guoqiang heard this, he would turn around and leave like everyone else.

But Li Guoqiang did not leave directly, but took out ten yuan.

He was very interested in this painting.

If it's genuine, then he can make some money. If it's fake, ten yuan is not much.

"Brother, this kid is a liar, you are really stupid to see a fake for ten yuan!"

"That's right! This kind of deceiving method has been around for a long time, and now no one will be fooled at all, just deceive you who don't get started!"

"Don't be fooled, what's wrong with ten dollars? It's not worth it to this liar!"

"Ten yuan can buy a piece of jade from me."

"..."

Seeing that Li Guoqiang was willing to pay ten yuan to see the paintings, the surrounding vendors all dissuaded him.

Think Li Guoqiang has a lot of money and no place to use it, ten yuan to see a fake?

Either a fool or a lunatic.

Even Zhang Yingying felt that Li Guoqiang must be deceived.

looked at him with a sneer.

"Okay, I finally met someone who knows how to do it. What you are selling is a fake. I have no idea? This copybook is handed down from my ancestors. Could it be fake?"

The young man took Li Guoqiang's money and was finally willing to look him in the eye.

Then the young trader opened the long box.

There was indeed a volume of copybooks inside.

After spreading it out, Li Guoqiang looked at the handwriting on the copybook and the promotion on it, and quickly confirmed that it was indeed authentic.

But Li Guoqiang didn't show it too much.Because you reveal too much, the other party will definitely call a high price when they realize it.

"I think this copybook is a bit damaged! It's probably not easy to store!"

Li Guoqiang saw half of it, so he asked the vendor to close the copybook, showing that he was not very interested.

"The wear and tear means that there is a time limit! This is the real work."

The merchant said impatiently.

I feel like this one is probably yellow again.

I haven't even bid yet.

"Then tell me a price, and it would be nice for me to take it back as a decoration!"

Li Guoqiang said casually.

"Do you understand? This is an authentic work. It has been passed down from my ancestors for several generations. Do you use it as an ornament?"

The merchant was a little angry.

"Then who are you talking about?"

Li Guoqiang asked back.

This actually caught the merchant, and he really didn't know who wrote the copybook.

But the ancestors have kept them safe for generations.

But in his generation, he was almost out of food, so he took it out and sold it.

"Can you just say a price? If it suits, I'll take it!"

Li Guoqiang got straight to the point, to see how much the other party offered.

The peddler thought about it and made several gestures before finally making a decision and raised five fingers.

"Fifty?"

Li Guoqiang asked curiously.

"What fifty? It's five thousand!" The young trader shouted angrily.

"Then keep it for yourself!" Li Guoqiang said and planned to leave

"Don't, brother, it's rare that you've taken a fancy to it, so why don't you say a price?"

The young man is optimistic that someone is interested in his copybook, and he doesn't want to miss it immediately.

Let Li Guoqiang bid.

In fact, Li Guoqiang bought it for five thousand, and he definitely made a lot of money.

This copybook is the authentic work of Wang Youjun, and it also has the Tibetan seal of Su Zhe of the Northern Song Dynasty and the small seals of Dong Qichang, Hongli, and Shaoxing.

Mostly promoted by celebrities.

The value is immeasurable.

But Li Guoqiang still wants to bargain.

Because this young man doesn't know the value of this copybook at all.

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PS: There are bugs in this chapter due to the needs of the plot. The Panjiayuan in the 60s is still a residential building.The price is also written casually, readers, don’t blame it, just take a look!It is to soften the Panjiayuan market from the end of the 60s to the 90s.

This is also a bug of the author, readers, please forgive me!

Chapter 167

"Don't pay three thousand five thousand, I'll give you eight hundred at most, do you think it's okay?"