Old Jia glared at Zhou Zhaoye fiercely: "This is because we have worked together for so many years. You also know that after all these years, the most important thing for people is to have enough food to eat."

"There are fewer people who are pretentious, and not many people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy these things for collection."

Tang Jinghai was so nervous!

What?

Is there something wrong with his ears?

A broken vegetable jar can be sold for thirty thousand yuan?

However, Yanfeng's grandfather was still unwilling to nod, and the other person waved his hand to send him away.

Tang Jinghai was so anxious that he wanted to agree on He Ting's behalf.

However, He Ting did not say a word.

Zhou Yanfeng's grandfather, Mr. Zhou, was even more patient and not anxious at all.

Is there any hope for this?

Just when Tang Jinghai was worried that he would miss this opportunity, Zhou Zhaoye completely ignored Mr. Jia's gesture of waving his hand to chase him away.

He took a sip of tea without any haste. "That's right. In recent years, there are fewer people who pretend to be cultured. No one is willing to pay a high price to collect this kind of thing. I know it's difficult to find a buyer here."

"But Lao Jia, now the policy has changed, and the wind direction has also changed."

"You have always had the habit of reading newspapers. Now that individual economy is gradually being liberalized, we who have spent our lives studying antiques and history should know what changes will occur once individual economy is liberalized. You understand this."

Zhou Zhaoye asked him back: "You know very well that there are only a few of these jars left on the market."

"After the movement, there are even fewer left. Scarcity makes things valuable, and its value has been raised to a higher level."

"Old Jia, you have to think about how much this jar will be worth in two years."

"We know each other well. If you can't afford the price, then forget about this deal."

Zhou Zhaoye put down his tea bowl and stood up. "If it weren't for Ating's wife insisting on doing business, do you think I would be willing to let him take out this jar? You can't afford the price, but I have some old capital. Let Ating give me the jar in exchange for it, and I will lend it to Ating's wife to start her business."

ah!

A deal worth tens of thousands of yuan fell through?

Just when Tang Jinghai was extremely heartbroken, Lao Jia called out to Zhou Zhaoye with a look of pain on his face.

"Thirty-five thousand dollars, no more."

Jia Lao gritted his teeth and said, "Old Zhou, you are too cruel."

Zhou Zhaoye looked at He Ting.

He Ting pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Mr. Jia was holding the jar in his hands like a treasure.

Zhou Zhaoye said unhappily: "You are such a good pretender."

"It's like you're in a hurry, and you're making all these excuses."

"You are getting the advantage, so you are not losing out anyway."

Jia Lao touched the texture of the jar like a treasure, feeling the patterns on it: "Hey, you can't say that."

"A-Ting wants to use the money to start a business, and I want to collect this jar."

"I guess I got a good deal, but Lao Zhou, the fact that you came to me means I'm the only one who can afford the price."

"So, there is no question of who is taking advantage of whom."

"If you have anything good in the future, remember to send it to me."

Mr. Zhou snorted: "Look at how stingy you are, and I still send it to you!"

"You wish..."

Still carrying the bag that contained the jar of kimchi, Tang Jinghai watched He Ting carry a bag of money as if he was carrying vegetables as he walked out of the streets of Liulichang. Then he took him and Zhou Zhaoye on the bus to Shiwei Ji opposite Kyoto University.

"Grandpa Zhou, you helped a lot today."

"One spicy rabbit, one braised duck, and two braised pig's trotters, what do you think?"

When He Ting asked this, Zhou Zhaoye didn't bother to be polite and just stretched out two fingers.

"I want two spicy rabbits. I'm going back to the compound today to tempt those old guys."

If it weren't for Zhou Zhaoye, the jar would have been difficult to sell, or it would have been sold for less than 35,000 yuan.

He Ting immediately agreed: "Okay, give me two spicy rabbits and two braised ducks, and I'll pack them all up for you to take back to the compound."

"The dishes you prepared for Uncle Lingling and my third aunt are of sufficient standard."

"You kid are still talking to me."

Gu Min brought over a platter of braised food. Zhou Zhaoye snorted at He Ting, "Don't think you can get rid of me with a few braised dishes and two spicy rabbits. Your wife is planning to run a clothing business in the shop next door. You have to let Yanfeng and Lingling get involved."

"As for the share capital, the Zhou family won't take advantage of you. I paid it for the young couple."

He Ting raised his thumb and said, "You have good foresight. You know that my wife's business can succeed."

"That's right. I'm not blind. You think I can't see how well Food Taste is run."

Zhou Zhaoye looked at Gu Min who was busy in the store: "When Amin worked with Weiwei before, everyone in the compound laughed at Amin, saying that she gave up her civilian work in the army to help your wife run the store."

"Now your wife has given Amin 5% of the shares. She gets salary and bonus every month. I don't know how much the young wives in the compound envy Amin. They even asked your aunt if Shiweiji is short of people."

After saying this, Zhou Zhaoye glanced at Tang Jinghai.

What an old fox!

I immediately guessed what he was going to do.

When Tang Jinghai heard Mr. Zhou mention that Gu Min had shares in the shop, his eyes lit up. He Ting knew at this time that what he had planned for Lu Baiwei was about to succeed.

In fact, it was just as He Ting guessed.

The trip to Liulichang broke Tang Jinghai's perception.

Tang Jinghai longed to stay in Beijing, but he was reluctant to give up his job as purchasing director at a county garment factory.

After all, he was just an ordinary sewing machine repair technician, but was trusted by the factory director and promoted to the position of purchasing director of the factory. He also had such a good relationship with the leaders of various factories. It was not easy to get to this point.

After all, the job in the county garment factory is a stable job, it would be a pity to give it up.

Now that he heard Zhou Zhaoye suggesting that Gu Min have shares in helping to manage Shiweiji, Tang Jinghai's hesitation disappeared instantly.

All the way to Liulichang, from the conversation between He Ting and Zhou Zhaoye, he could roughly calculate the revenue of Shiweiji shop. According to He Ting, Shiweiji is now well-known, and in addition to braised dishes, they have started to sell spicy rabbit.

Currently, Shiweiji’s net income is about 10,000 yuan per month.

Based on 10,000 yuan, a 5% dividend would be 500 yuan, plus a few dozen yuan in salary, which means that Gu Min can earn 500 or 600 yuan a month.

Five or six hundred yuan was equivalent to nearly a year's salary for him in the county garment factory.

This made Tang Jinghai deeply realize that he was reluctant to give up the position of purchasing director in the county garment factory and was just looking at the world from a narrow perspective.

So after sending away Mr. Zhou who had packed the spicy rabbit and braised duck, He Ting took Tang Jinghai to visit the clothing store that was being renovated. Tang Jinghai finally made up his mind and he took the initiative to talk to He Ting.

"A-Ting, Weiwei has to go to school. Who will help run the new clothing store?"