Chapter 141 Bizarre Commission House

"The shop next door used to be a commission house."

Lin Wanxia was curious: "What is a commission house?"

Jiang Sinian, who rarely spoke, suddenly said: "It used to be a pawnshop."

Lin Wanxia suddenly realized but was puzzled, "Isn't the pawnshop a good business? Why did it close down?"

Generally speaking, a pawnshop is a business that only makes money and never loses money.

Shang Yuwei shook his head, "That's a different time."

The owner of the house next door is surnamed Li, and all the shops on this street used to belong to them.

But it has not been peaceful for thirty or forty years.

The family has experienced turmoil of being robbed, confiscated, and finally returned.

In the late 1950s, pawnshops changed from pawnshops to commission houses.

Commission houses are similar to pawnshops. First, they will recycle various old goods and second-hand items.

The difference is that pawnshops have temporary suppression after recycling them, and they can redeem them.

The commissioning bank generally collects but does not redeem.

Of course, redemption or not can also be agreed upon separately.

In addition, the commissioning bank is actually more like an intermediary, connecting the seller and the buyer, and then earning a fee.

The commissioning bank collects everything, such as old clothes, worn shoes, watches, clocks, pocket watches, bicycles, antiques, etc.

At a certain time, the commissioning bank's biggest income was buying and selling second-hand bicycles.

The collected bicycles were slightly refurbished and then sold for a few dozen yuan.

Shang Yuwei mainly did this before.

"Think about it! A few years ago, selling a new bicycle not only cost more than 200 yuan, but also required industrial coupons. Now you can choose from various brands of bicycles, such as the Three-gun Forever Phoenix, at will. If you take good care of it and ride it for two years, you won't lose money when you sell it.

Besides bicycles, the most popular items are furniture and musical instruments..."

Lin Wanxia thought, this Shang Yuwei is indeed a chatterbox, and it seems that if you don't interrupt him, he can talk until the end of time.

"Well..." Lin Wanxia chose to interrupt, "How could such a good commission bank go bankrupt?"

Shang Yuwei sighed: "No matter how good the industry is, it will inevitably encounter outsiders. Three or four years ago, the reform and opening up began to encourage individual operations. My old boss gritted his teeth and took over the state-owned part of the commission bank, and it became the Li Family Pawn Shop.

But not long after, the old boss suddenly passed away.

It was really sudden!"

Shang Yuwei emphasized.

Boss Li was in the store, and a car inexplicably broke through the glass and entered the store, killing Boss Li.

After Boss Li's son Li Chengxiang took over, the business became worse and worse.

Li Chengxiang did not understand commission banks at all, and his vision was not good. He bought back at high prices and sold at low prices, and soon lost everything.

He did not like commission banks, so he liked to study food and wanted to open a restaurant, but he could not run it for a long time.

After squandering all his family property, he felt that he was not suited to doing business, so he thought about selling the store.

The strange thing is that despite such a good location, no business can work.

In the past two years, this three-story gold store has opened a teahouse, a grocery store, a clothing store, and even a funeral service.

But no boss can last more than three months.

"Someone who knows feng shui said that it was the car that destroyed the fortune of this house. The car didn't hit it hard, but the people in the car died." Shang Yuwei said with a sigh.

He was really like a fish in water when he was working in a commission agency.

Lin Wanxia, ​​a person who is very metaphysical, certainly doesn't believe in Feng Shui. She asked Shang Yuwei, "Can you help me make an appointment with Li Chengxiang? I want to rent this shop."

Shang Yuwei's eyes widened, and his face clearly said: Are you crazy? I have made it so clear, why do you still want to jump into the fire pit?

He reminded again, "The shop next door can't be rented out or sold. The banner that was transferred a few days ago was blown away by the wind, and Li Chengxiang was too lazy to replace it with a new banner. Are you sure you want to rent it?"

Lin Wanxia nodded, her eyes and tone were equally certain, "I definitely want to rent it."

***

At sunset, Lin Wanxia met Li Chengxiang with the help of Shang Yuwei.

It can be seen that the Li family used to have good conditions.

Nowadays, most people are not fat, but Li Chengxiang has a big belly and a round waist. His chubby round face looks like Maitreya Buddha when he smiles.

Maitreya Buddha took out the key from his waist, opened the door, and earnestly asked Lin Wanxia and her family of three to come in for a look.

His attitude was very enthusiastic, like a hunter looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, or a black shop looking at a sucker.

Jiang Sinian's lips formed a straight line, blocking Li Chengxiang's gaze.

He wanted to say don't look at this store, but he didn't want to go against Lin Wanxia's wishes.

It can be seen that Lin Wanxia really likes this house.

They saw several shops for rent while walking here, but Lin Wanxia was disappointed at a glance.

In the early days of reform and opening up, although there was gold everywhere, just like in martial arts novels, there were ferocious beasts guarding the rare treasures.

There are scams all around gold.

Most people have not really gotten over the big pot rice era. Most of the shops along the street are not real shops, but holes in the walls.

The shops are very small, not to mention decoration.

No matter how much Lin Wanxia relies on her golden finger, it has nothing to do with the word high-end.

After all, the toilet in the home of a billionaire is not only one square meter.

First of all, Li Chengxiang's storefront is big enough.

It is really big, not to mention a seafood restaurant, it can also open a hotel.

Of course, in 1983, this city did not have a star hotel, only a certain hotel and at most a certain guesthouse.

Lin Wanxia thought it would be a triangle inside, but it turned out not to be.

The room is rectangular, but it is curved in the direction of the intersection. The whole room is like a cuboid with an arc-shaped balcony or terrace. There

are three floors in total.

Except for the third floor which is partitioned, the first and second floors are large.

It is a bit dirty, but it is not difficult to clean, and there is a lot of room for decoration.

Seeing that Lin Wanxia had walked around but didn't say anything, Li Chengxiang signaled Shang Yuwei to ask.

Shang Yuwei had no choice but to step forward and said, "Ms. Lin, how much do you plan to pay to rent this shop?"

"Rent?" Lin Wanxia shook her head, "I won't rent it."

Shang Yuwei looked surprised, but Li Chengxiang had an expression of "as expected."

"Why?" Shang Yuwei asked. He had just talked to Lin Wanxia and could see that she was really interested in this room and didn't really care about Feng Shui.

"Because I want to cooperate with Mr. Li."

"Ah?" Li Chengxiang was stunned.

His face, which looked like Maitreya Buddha, was less smiling and looked a bit silly.

"I heard from Brother Shang that you are good at cooking?"

"Oh!" Li Chengxiang waved his hands embarrassedly, "What nonsense!"

Zeng really thought that he had some talent in cooking.

After the failure of opening a restaurant, he never turned the spoon again.

Lin Wanxia pretended not to hear and continued: "You go out to the shop and be the chef. I will take care of the rest, how about that?"

Li Chengxiang frowned, didn't look at Lin Wanxia, ​​and said to Jiang Sinian: "Brother, I see that you two are both honest people, and I won't cheat you. Whoever opened my shop in the past few years has lost money."