"Ten million!"

"Thirty million!"

"Hahaha, okay, this is okay!"

"In fact, many collectors and wealthy people start with coins. This thing must be very attractive to those people."

"Junior San, don't tell me, I also think the business in our store is much better than other stores on this street."

"On the one hand, the goods are good, but the key...is that the transaction rate is very high."

"Just now, a Ming Dynasty white jade wall with Qin color and dragon pattern was sold for 300,000 yuan."

"For a small amount of money, I also sold a piece of porcelain earlier. It's a large blue and white gourd vase with dragon patterns from the Qing Dynasty. The price is 480,000."

Regarding the price of the two boxes of coins, Zhou Hengguang felt that it was good.

The prices in this business are based on your preference.

If you offer such a high price, if you are willing to buy it, then take it. If you are not willing, forget it.

Besides, the business in the store is really good.

I have been on this street for a long time, and I have learned about the conditions in other stores even though I have not inquired about them.

It seems to be a lot worse than Taixing.

Today is Monday, and it’s only around ten o’clock now, but so many transactions have already been made.

As usual, there will be no shortage of time in the afternoon.

As for the other shops here, you can only buy a whole morning of shopping in Taixing in one day, which I have to admire.

"It's a good thing if business is good, but I'm afraid of bad business."

Yi Chusan also felt that judging from the transaction data in the store, there was a gap between what he originally thought.

It's not that it didn't meet expectations.

But it has exceeded expectations.

This is of course a very good thing.

"The third grade of junior high school."

"There was a painting sold at the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion. From the directory, it was a college student named Yu Jingqiao."

"We just reached an agreement, the price is 600 yuan, what do you think?"

Yi Chusan and Uncle Jiahan were talking inside. Not long after, Brother Qian walked in with a smile on his face.

Looking at the two of them on the sofa, he directly said what he said.

Not to mention the paintings in the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion... they seem to be selling out pretty quickly. One painting was sold last week, and someone else wanted to buy it just now.

Let's discuss the price.

After discussion, the price was finally set at 600 yuan.

Although it is not high, it is considered to be at the market price. After all, it was painted by an unknown college student.

"Yu Jingqiao!"

"Six hundred yuan, okay."

"Those paintings...just treat them as normal market paintings."

Yi Chusan was slightly surprised.

Has one of Yu Jingqiao’s paintings been sold?

So fast.

Six hundred yuan? Not too high.

good.

"Okay? Then I'll take care of it."

Brother Qian nodded, if that's the case? Then go through the formalities directly.

Immediately, he turned around and left.

"Their paintings sell quite quickly."

"No one asked about my painting?"

Among the paintings in the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion, do you still have one? Looking at Brother Qian leaving the inner room, Yi Chusan stood up from the sofa with a smile.

Go outside.

"Someone asked."

"And we even made a counter-offer. Yesterday, someone offered me thirty-five thousand."

Zhou Hengguang followed behind. Hearing the sound, he also responded with a smile.

Is the painting from the third grade of junior high school naturally good? And the overall style is ancient, and the materials used are exquisite. According to the requirements of the third grade of junior high school, the price is 100,000.

But, someone asked yesterday? The highest price you are willing to pay is thirty-five thousand.

That... naturally doesn't work.

"Thirty-five thousand?"

"That's all the paper I used."

Yi Chusan went to the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion, where there were many paintings? His own painting of "Daiyu Burying Flowers" was still hanging there.

After a few days of precipitation, it looks quite ancient.

Yi Chusan liked it very much.

Even if it doesn’t sell? It’s good to leave it there.

"The rice paper is gone again?"

Yi Chusan cast his eyes on the rice paper in the store, and it was indeed empty.

"Now, people are paying high prices for the rice paper in our store."

"During the Qianlong period, the price premium in the Gongxuandu market was more than double."

"At around eight o'clock in the morning? There was an old professor from the university who came to inquire? What a pity...? It's very difficult to buy it."

There were five or six people outside, either casually looking around or negotiating prices. Fang Yiman and the five others were all at their respective posts.

“Control the quantity of rice paper well.”

Yi Chusan is not surprised that ancient rice paper is popular, but the market for this line of rice paper is not big.

If you release them all at once, you will not be able to receive the maximum benefit.

It's better to release it little by little.

The initiative must be in your own hands. At least with rice paper, Taixingxing can make a name for itself.

"Don't worry, in the third year of junior high school, rice paper can be regarded as a feature of our Taixing bank."

"At least, we in Taixingxing are already somewhat famous in Badu City."

"There will be an industry exchange meeting in Ba City next month. Uncle Nan should have told you that we can prepare for it."

Zhou Hengguang was walking next to him, and he had a lot of experience in how to make good use of the characteristics of the store and run Taixing Bank well.

Taixingxing opened not long ago, but its reputation has already spread.

In the entire Hegemonic City, people in this field do not hide. The circle is so large that every bit of news spreads very quickly.

I guess there will be two boxes of old Citi coins in the store, and those people will know about it soon.

"Well, I heard Uncle Nan mention it."

"It's okay to prepare a little bit. Uncle, you should know better than me. When you're ready, let me know."

Yi Chusan nodded and heard Uncle Nan say that it will be around the middle of next month.

It is an exchange meeting for insiders and a private auction.

The group it caters to is very high-end and cannot be entered by ordinary people. If you are not an insider, then you can only be a wealthy person.

"OK."

Zhou Hengguang was naturally pleased.

"The third grade of junior high school, it's done."

Brother Qian came over not far away. The buyer of the painting was a woman in her thirties, who should have some financial strength.

However, the price of 600 yuan is not high.

"Uncle, Brother Qian, just stay busy in the store."

"I just took a look."
To be continued...