"Antiques are good, antiques...antiques?"
Uncle Zhong had a smile on his face, but as he spoke, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Sang Jueqian in disbelief.
"Xiao Sang, you're serious, right? Are antiques really that easy to sell? Did you get scammed?"
Sang Jue smiled and shook his head, "Of course not, I opened a shop with a senior in the antique industry, I will definitely not be cheated.
When the shop opens, you can come and have a look, Uncle Zhong."
It would have been fine if Sang Jueqian didn't explain, but after she did, Uncle Zhong's expression instantly became more complicated.
This sounds more like being cheated!
But he was an outsider, so he couldn't say much.
Maybe I can find some time to talk to Lao Sang about this!
Sang Jueqian didn't know the method that Uncle Zhong had in mind.
Sang Jueqian followed Uncle Zhong to the next door. Looking at the empty and spotlessly clean two-story building, Sang Jueqian was very impressed.
It’s rare to find a good landlord like Uncle Zhong!
Uncle Zhong took Sang Jueqian around the stairs and then returned to the first floor.
"I'll take the old lock from the main door. You can buy a new one yourself. You can also change the lock on the rolling door.
After all, you're selling antiques, so security needs to be in place," Uncle Zhong warned.
Listening to Uncle Zhong's words, Sang Jueqian felt warm in his heart.
Uncle Zhong didn't believe that she wanted to sell antiques before, and even thought she might have been cheated.
But in this situation, Uncle Zhong did not forget to remind her to pay attention to these things. He really treated her as a junior and cared about her.
Sang Jueqian nodded seriously, "Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I've remembered everything you said."
"Okay, I'll be leaving then. Your grandfather and I will come and see it when it opens."
"Okay, Uncle Zhong, take care!"
Uncle Zhong has his own electric tricycle. After riding it, he left like a gust of wind.
After watching Uncle Zhong leave, Sang Jueqian immediately took out his cell phone and called Wang Chen.
"There's been a change of plans, the house is now available, do you want to come over?"
"I'll be right there!"
Although he didn't see Wang Chen's face, Sang Jueqian could hear his excitement just by hearing his words.
Half an hour later, Wang Chen appeared in the grocery store panting.
Seeing the sweat on Wang Chen's face, Sang Jueqian poured him a cup of tea and said, "Drink some tea first, cool down in the room for a while, and then go to the isolation room."
"Thank you, boss—"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Chen's eyes widened in shock.
"Boss! You're pouring tea for me in a cup like this?"
Does he deserve it?
Sang Jueqian looked at Wang Chen strangely, "What's wrong with this cup? Don't you like it?"
As he spoke, Sang Jueqian opened a small two-layer cabinet against the wall, "There are more here, you can choose whatever you want."
Wang Chen looked towards the two-layer small cabinet and saw many tea cups inside.
Wang Chen could tell at a glance that there were ten teacups among them, and they were a set with the one in his hand.
Looking in front of Sang Jueqian again, he saw the twelfth teacup and a teapot.
The shape and texture of this set of teacups are exactly the same, and each cup is painted with a beauty wearing a ruqun.
Wang Chen took a deep breath and said, "I've only heard of the Twelve Beauty Cups, but never seen one. It is said that when they were first fired, there were only twelve sets, and less than half of them have been handed down.
In this half, there are also some that are not complete. Some are broken and shattered. Some are bumped and have paint peeling off...
There are probably only one or two sets of twelve like this that are well-preserved. I didn't expect that one of them is in Boss Sang's hands!"
Looking at Wang Chen's admiring eyes, Sang Jueqian felt a little embarrassed, "My tricks are probably not among those you just mentioned."
After all, this was handed to her by Li Junyan through the window, and it was not something that had been passed down from ancient times to the present day.
When Sang Jueqian explained this, he originally wanted to tell Wang Chen that he had misunderstood.
But after hearing this explanation, Wang Chen looked at him with even more admiration.
Sang Jueqian always felt that Wang Chen must have misunderstood something.
But she couldn't explain it.
Sang Jueqian could only pretend that he hadn't noticed anything and said with a smile, "The tea is cold, drink it quickly!"
Wang Chen rubbed his hands together and said, "Boss, do you have a disposable cup? I'll use that one!"
Hearing this, Sang Jueqian was a little amused and asked, "Is it really that serious?"
Wang Chen looked solemn, "More than that! I'm afraid I'll ruin it if I just take a look at it!"
Boss, do you know how much this set of cups can be sold for?"
Sang Jueqian had no idea about the value of antiques and simply shook his head, "I don't know, how much can it be sold for?"
Wang Chen extended a finger.
Sang Jueqian guessed, "One million?"
One million yuan is enough to buy a set of teacups, each of which can hold three sips of tea. This price is not cheap.
Wang Chen shook his head, "No."
Sang Jueqian swallowed, "It can't be ten million, right?"
"Twelve million." Wang Chen gave the answer directly. "One million per cup. This set is twelve million."
Sang Jueqian, "!!!"
Poverty limits her imagination!
Although Sang Jueqian is no longer short of money and is no longer poor financially, when it comes to the value of antiques, Sang Jueqian is simply lacking and is truly "poor".
Staring at the cups on the table, Sang Jue Qianshan's expression gradually became serious. "After the store opens, when you have nothing to do, tell me everything about the store!"
Even if you don't really plan to work in this industry, you can't be completely ignorant. You still need to understand the market at least a little, otherwise you won't even know when you're being cheated.
Wang Chen looked at Sang Jueqian with a complicated expression, but he still nodded and agreed, "Okay. I will definitely explain it to the boss!"
Although he agreed, he was still extremely curious.
The boss knows nothing about antiques, so why does he have so many good things?
Even the bigwigs in the antique world buy these things to collect and play with, and very few of them are actually used to drink tea.
But the boss uses it so casually!
If I said that I was so calm before because I didn't know the price of the cup, but now that I know the price, I still hold the cup and drink tea in small sips.
This kind of bearing is not something that ordinary people can possess!
Wang Chen has followed the right person!
——
Sang Jueqian took Wang Chen to see the house next door, then rode his tricycle and took him to the warehouse.
As soon as he walked into the door of the first warehouse, Wang Chen fell to his knees with a thud.
Hearing the thud, Sang Jueqian subconsciously moved his legs. He knew it hurt just from the sound!
"What's wrong with you?" Sang Jueqian looked at Wang Chen strangely. Could something have gone wrong?
Wang Chen looked up at Sang Jueqian and said, "Boss, these things are not your family heirlooms, right?"
Are you going to sell all your family assets?
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