After returning home, she locked the money she got back in her own safe as expected.
She planned to open Lao Xingtang, but was worried about not having enough money to find a shop, and then the money came to her door.
It turned out that my great-grandfather opened Lao Xing Tang in the old house. He would repair everything, from broken pots and bowls to antiques and paintings.
Many times, the yard of the old house looks like a street stall.
People’s lives are better now. If they break a pot or a bowl, they will definitely not repair them. Instead, they would buy new ones if they had the time.
She thought that after opening Lao Xingtang, she would specialize in restoring antiques and not take on other miscellaneous jobs.
Now most of the valuables in her safe are gems. Everyone knows that they are valuable when sold in the store. If she resells them, she would be lucky if she can get 30% of the money back at most. Unless she meets a buyer who particularly likes her, she can raise the price a bit.
Otherwise you can't even sell it back at half the price.
She also needs to save more money and things.
As I was thinking, I closed my eyes.
Song Yi once again stood in front of the closed door, his eyes neither sad nor happy, neither irritable nor angry. He just watched calmly.
I thought I would meet Zhang Xingzu the next day, but unexpectedly I met Chen San instead.
"Sister Zong, I was out of town when I heard someone say you were back, so I rushed back immediately. I didn't expect it was really you who came back." The man was originally very happy, but as he spoke, his eyes became wet.
When Song Yi came back with the milk, Chen San was about to move closer to Fang Zongtang.
"Atang is eating, please control yourself." Song Yi walked over and stood between the two of them.
Chen San quickly took a step back.
Fang Zongtang was also very happy. Chen San had a temper very similar to Song Yi ten years ago.
"I haven't seen you for ten years. You seem to be quite eloquent now. I heard from Song Yi that you are now a wealthy boss."
Chen San smiled and said embarrassedly: "No, I just do a little business. You suddenly disappeared before, and I looked for you for a long time, but you didn't come back. It was difficult at that time. I heard from people I knew that they wanted to do business, so I followed them to do it."
She felt somewhat guilty when she heard it.
Back then, she boasted that she would lead her younger brothers to make a lot of money, but in the end, she disappeared for ten years.
Many of the younger brothers who followed her back then have become wealthy.
If Song Yi hadn't been there to hold the fort, she probably wouldn't even be qualified to be his younger brother back then.
"Sister Zong, no matter what, you're back now, which is better than anything else. I came here right after I got off the boat today. I didn't bring anything with me except the two pieces of porcelain I brought back. I'll give them all to you."
Although she knew from Zhang Xingzu that only one of his seven younger brothers was engaged in the antique business, she was still a little surprised when she really saw Chen San take out the things.
"Before, you were the least diligent among the seven of them. I thought you would change your career sooner or later. I didn't expect that you would be the only one who persevered in the end." She said with emotion.
Chen San laughed embarrassedly: "I have tried many small businesses before, but none of them worked. Antiques have become popular again in the past two years, and I accidentally found a few things, so I just dove into the antique pile and couldn't get out."
Fang Zongtao understood that feeling and immediately turned his attention to the two bottles given by Chen San.
One is a Yuan Dynasty blue and white flat pot with a phoenix and winding branches, and the other is also a Yuan Dynasty blue and white pot with a picture of Yuchi Gong riding alone to save his master.
Seeing that Fang Zongtang was looking at the two pieces of porcelain, Chen San began to tell her the origins of the two items.