Pamper Eighties

The boss said very admiringly: "Little boy, you really have a good eye. This is a Duan inkstone produced in Zhaoqing, just a little bit past Guangzhou. That place has a good environment and is full of aura. The Duan inkstone produced has been famous since ancient times."

He handed the inkstone over and said: "You touch it, how delicate and smooth it is, just like the skin of a baby. Use it to polish the ink, and the ink will come out very fast. If it is winter, you can just touch the inkstone. In one breath, you can grind out ink."

Mrs. Feng and Mr. Feng also looked at this square inkstone in surprise. It was square and oval in shape, surrounded by pine forests, cranes and sea of ​​clouds. It seemed to have an ethereal temperament. Good inkstone.

Next, the boss opened the small box inside and introduced it with great pride: "This box is the legendary gold foil lacquer smoke ink, which is also produced in Anhui, just under the Huangshan Mountain. The raw materials are the pine trees and Cypress, there are dozens of kinds of raw materials alone, if you want to make such a few pieces of ink, you can’t make it without a few years of effort.”

"This ink is specially provided for the royal family. Look at the gold foil on the outside, such a thin gold foil, and it is actually engraved with a five-clawed golden dragon. It must be a good thing for the emperor to use. Unfortunately, the age is a bit old. The gold foil is cracked in places, otherwise it would be worth more."

The boss pointed at the tiny cracks on the gold foil, and said with a painful expression.

The old Feng family looked at this exquisite set of ancient stationery, and after listening to the boss's explanation, they had already fallen in love with it. Such high-end and elegant stationery should be bought back for their Mengmeng.

The old man Feng said tentatively: "Boss, how much do you want to sell this stationery? If the price is right, I will buy it back for my granddaughter to practice. If it is too expensive, I can't afford it."

The boss is specializing in this line of business, and his eyesight is good. As early as the Feng family entered the door, he had already noticed the Rolex gold watch in the hands of old man Feng. Such a large gold watch cannot be taken without tens of thousands of dollars. , He also saw that the family was rich, so he was willing to take out the treasure from the town store.

The boss was thinking about it in his heart, and he smiled warmly on his face, put his hand on the counter and said, "This set of four treasures of the study was handed down from the Ming Dynasty. What's even more rare is that this ink and this paper are still there. It is brand new and unopened. Where can I find such a baby? If you are interested, I will also give you a sincere price, which is 8888 yuan. Guangzhou people pay attention to auspiciousness. send."

Madam Feng didn't expect it to be so expensive, so she frowned and said, "Boss, you've made the price too high, it's too expensive, you can't see that we're from out of town, so you just slaughter us hard, just your 8,888 yuan. For the price, no one will buy it from you at all."

The boss felt very wronged, "Old lady, what you said seems like I earn a lot of money from you, to tell you the truth, I really don't earn much at this price, that is, the custody fee for so many years, from my father-in-law. Is it not worth the price that my father passed it on to my generation?"

Of course, Mrs. Feng knew that it was a good thing, but she didn't know the price of antiques, so she naturally wanted to bargain, so she said, "Boss, we really can't buy it from you at this price, and I'll tell you the truth, we are big Come all the way, I didn’t bring so much money, or you can give us a little cheaper and sell it to us for 4,000 yuan.”

"My mother, four thousand yuan? Old lady, you're too rude, you'll cut half of it for me. If I can sell it for this price, my old man can jump out of the coffin and beat me to death. Let's In the antique business, the most taboo thing is to be in a hurry, good things are not worried about selling, I will keep this treasure for another ten or eight years, and the price will double up."

The boss stretched out **** and said, "I can only give you a discount of two hundred yuan at most, 8688. If it still doesn't work, you can go shopping around here."

Madam Feng is also used to doing business. She felt that the boss's offer was a bit sincere, so she decided to use the last trick and gave her family a look and said, "It's too expensive, it's too expensive, Mengmeng. With her grandfather, let's go to another house to take a look, there are so many stationery stores nearby, we will definitely be able to find stationery that suits our cuteness."

The Feng family picked up the sunshade and walked towards the door of the store. The boss thought they were pretending at first, but when the Feng family walked out of the door, he hurriedly chased them out and said, "Come back, I'll give you another discount. , don't leave in a hurry, come to my store and talk."

The three grandfathers and grandsons looked at each other, and then slowly walked back to the store.

The boss has convinced them. He opened an antique shop and also pays attention to the return of funds, so he resigned and said: "Old lady, I really can't lose this price, I will give you another set of the four treasures of the study, and give you a few domestic painting exercises. Books and copybooks for your granddaughter to practice first."

He took out several things from the counter, put them out and said: "This is an antique from the late Qing Dynasty, a whole set, the pen is a lake pen, the ink is Hui ink, and the paper is also a relatively good hairpin flower paper, you can see that there are still It is inlaid with tweed. This inkstone is also a relatively good Jiangxi Jiuwei inkstone. I would sell this set of study rooms for hundreds of dollars for ordinary people. Now I will give it to you directly. Is it big enough?"

Madam Feng wanted to laugh a little, but she held it with all her might, and said indifferently, "It's normal, but it's still a little expensive. What else do you have for me?"

The boss pointed to the first-base album in front of him and said, "These are the albums of domestic painters, specially made for children to copy. These are all originals of mine. You can pick any one, and I will give you the one you like."

These albums are quite thick. Madam Feng flipped through them at will, and let Mengmeng choose by herself: "Mengmeng, which one do you like?"

Mengmeng looked at these picture albums and didn't like them very much. Suddenly she turned to a picture album. There were many flowers, birds, insects and vegetables in it. Each picture was simple and lively, like children's drawings. Like, Mengmeng fell in love right away.

She pointed with her little hand, "Here, this is it."

Old Man Feng leaned in to look at it and muttered, "Who painted this painting, old man Bai Hou? I haven't heard of it before. It must be a not-so-famous painter."

The boss corrected them and said, "It's not Empress Bai, it's old man Baishi, Qi Baishi, he is a relatively famous painter in Beijing, and you can only buy this one for 180 yuan, so it's a loss for me to give it to you. This stack of copybooks, with all kinds of calligraphy in it, is also given to you.”

After buying a set of the Four Treasures of the Study and giving away so many things, Madam Feng felt that it was a good deal, and happily asked the boss to pack it, and then she took out the money from the bag to pay for it.

When she came back to the south, she brought a lot of money, and she even brought a passbook, so she planned to buy more goods here. Fortunately, she brought enough cash, otherwise she could only watch the four treasures of the study and worry about it.

Seeing the boss standing at the counter packing, she discussed with her old man: "In our village, principal Chang's calligraphy is the best, and let him teach Mengmeng."

Old man Feng also agreed and said: "It makes sense, and then ask the fifth master to teach us Mengmeng to draw.

The boss heard it, and couldn't help but interject: "Sir, the most important thing for this child to learn Chinese painting is to learn to copy, and Chinese painting is all about artistic conception. It is impossible to learn artistic conception if it is taught by a carpenter. Yes. Many people with good conditions prepare ancient famous paintings for their children, and try to figure out famous paintings every day, so that the children who are taught will have aura."

Madam Feng thought he wanted to do business again, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Boss, do you still have any famous paintings in this shop?"

Unexpectedly, the boss shook his head and said regretfully, "I think so too, but I don't have such a big capital. The ancient famous paintings are very valuable, and it's not a small business. I can't run a small shop. If you want to buy it, it is also sold on this street, the largest antique mountain house in the middle, and it also has Tang Bohu's paintings in it, the treasure of the town shop, and it will sell for 50,000 Hong Kong dollars."

Mrs. Feng and Mr. Feng gasped. God, buying a painting for 50,000 Hong Kong dollars is beyond their imagination.

The boss is just talking about it. There are not many people who can spend 50,000 Hong Kong dollars these days. It is only possible to pass by the Hong Kong businessmen here occasionally. To be honest, they are the most antiques in the street, and the customers who buy the most, It is also the first time he has seen rich Hong Kong businessmen and mainland customers like the old Feng family.

The boss, like a small talk, made a suggestion to them: "If you want to save money, I have a solution here too."

"What can you do, tell me."

The boss said mysteriously: "Look at our street, there are a lot of shops, right? I tell you, this street is only lively at night, have you heard of Tianguang Market? It's a ghost market, specializing in There are often people who sell calligraphy and paintings from people who are Taobao, if you are interested, you can go there to find them.”

The old lady Feng was very surprised and said: "The ghost market is open at midnight? Isn't there a lot of ghosts?"

The boss explained to them hilariously: "This is a slang in the industry, every Monday to Tuesday, from 4 to 8 o'clock in the evening, you come over with a flashlight, there are people around, there are no ghosts at all, even black and numb people will see It's not clear, that's why it's called a ghost city."

Mrs. Feng immediately understood, "Isn't it just rushing to the market in the middle of the night, and it's so mysterious, it's dark, and you're not afraid of buying fakes."

The boss came out and handed them the packed cardboard box, and said casually, "This depends on your eyesight. If you have good eyesight, God will take care of you, and you will be rich."