Zhang Junping pushed his bicycle and waited for Huang Xue to ride. Unexpectedly, Huang Xue did not push his own bicycle, but instead jumped on Zhang Junping's bicycle.
"Why are you up here? You don't ride a bike?"
"I just want you to take me with you, can't you?" Huang Xue said coquettishly, annoyed that Zhang Junping didn't know how to be charming.
"Okay! You're doing it right!" Zhang Junping said with a smile, and then pushed hard.
No need to explain, Huang Xue had already hugged Zhang Junping tightly around his waist.
Leaning her head on Zhang Junping's back, Huang Xue felt extremely at ease.
Fortunately, I have good taste and found a down-to-earth and reliable man, although this man is a bit dull and ignorant...
Huang Xue blushed a little when she thought of these four words.
My man seems not to be worthy of these four words. After all, on the kang at night, the tricks... think about it make people blush, but it is very useful.
Zhang Junping took Huang Xue to the People's Mall in Wangfujing, not to mention buying gifts for his father-in-law, mother-in-law, brother-in-law and sister-in-law whom he had not met yet.
Over there, Feng Jiongjiu took the fifteen thousand yuan given by Zhang Junping and returned home triumphantly.
Now that the Feng family has sold their house to Zhang Junping and plans to go abroad during the Chinese New Year, they just temporarily rented two houses as a temporary place to stay.
Compared to the proud Feng Jiongjiu, Old Fengtou was not in such a good mood.
After more than ten years of planning and planning, all the property I had accumulated was sold to Zhang Junping, and I still felt a little reluctant to part with it.
But no matter how reluctant he was to give it up, he had to sell it for the sake of his son.
However, the mood is still somewhat depressing.
At this time, Lao Feng was drinking alone in the room.
"dad!"
Old Fengtou raised his head and glanced at his son. Although he saw a joyful expression on his face, he was too lazy to pay attention and continued to drink his own wine.
"Dad, I made two thousand yuan today!" Feng Jiongjiu took out two thousand yuan and put it on the table to show off.
"snort!"
Old Feng glanced at it, snorted disdainfully, and continued drinking.
Old Fengtou was not his son, but a master he had met before. Two thousand yuan seemed like a lot of money to Feng Jiongjiu, but it was not in Old Fengtou's eyes at all.
Ever since he asked him to sell the house and the antiques at home, Feng Jiongyuan didn't care about the old man's attitude and said with a smile, "Dad, I'm going to find the man named Zhang today and get a good deal from him!"
The two of us will do this business together, and if we get it done, we should have no problem making hundreds of thousands by the end of the year!"
"Hmph! Do you think the money comes from the strong wind? And you still make hundreds of thousands?" Old Fengtou finally put down his wine glass and scolded him disdainfully.
"Really! That man named Zhang is a rich man, and he is also reliable in his words and deeds!"
"What did you sell him today?"
"A Shoushan stone ornament from Liu Guanzhang and two jade melons!"
"You made two thousand yuan for Liu Guanzhang's Shoushan stone ornaments and two jade melons?" Lao Feng glanced at his son.
"Don't mention it, I let that old guy fool you! They are all fake. Liu Guanzhang's ornaments are not made of chicken blood stone, but Shoushan stone. And the jade cantaloupe is not made of jade at all. Why did I pay him such a high price?
, or you can earn more." When he mentioned that he earned two thousand yuan, Feng Jiongjiu became furious.
"I've never seen Liu Guanzhang's Shoushan stone ornaments, so that's all.
Who told you that the emerald cantaloupe is from jade? The emerald cantaloupe and emerald watermelon are not originally from emerald, but the more precious tourmaline gemstone." His son Lao Fengtou naturally knows it. To say that he has high vision but low skill is just a compliment. He is simply ignorant and unskilled.
, but after all, he is his own son, so he still needs to say what needs to be said.
"Ah? That Zhang cheated on me?" Feng Jiongji stood up angrily and was about to go find Zhang Junping to settle the score.
"Tell me, how much did the jade melon cost? How much did it sell for?"
"The three items cost a total of 13,000 yuan. The man named Zhang gave me 15,000 yuan. Liu Guan and Zhang Shoushan stone ornaments said that they were the work of everyone in the Republic of China, so they gave me 10,000 yuan.
Each jade melon counts as two thousand five thousand, so the total is five thousand."
Feng Jiongjiu set up an ambush for his father here. In fact, he received 10,000 yuan, making a net profit of 5,000 yuan.
He and his father both laid an ambush, which shows human nature.
"Oh! That's not a scam for you! Antiques are priceless. The key to whether the price is high or low depends on the buyer and the seller.
If you go and give me fifteen thousand, it's not too little. If I were you, I could sell these three items for at least thirty to twenty thousand more!" Old Fengtou said with a show-off as he sipped the wine leisurely and contentedly.
After saying that, he glanced at Feng Jiongjiu again, and saw that he had a confused look on his face, as well as the indignation that the things were being sold for less money. He continued, "If you give me good things in the future, I will help you sell them. I will always sell them for more than you."
Quite a lot! You don’t have to worry about me cheating you of your money. You are the only unfilial son of mine. If I die, won’t everything be yours?”
"Dad! Look at what you said, how can I be afraid of you cheating me? Isn't it that I want to make some money so that we can live a more relaxed life in Xiangjiang?"
"Hmph!" When he heard that Feng Jiongjiong mentioned going to Xiangjiang, Old Feng felt uncomfortable. He snorted again and then continued, "What was the big business that you just mentioned that could earn hundreds of thousands a year ago?"
Feng Jiongjiu was really frightened by his father at this time, and he quickly told Zhang Junping that he had asked him to collect ancient books.
At the end, he added, "The old guy who collected the Shoushan stone ornaments from me has hundreds of books at home. I don't think he thinks those books are too precious. I took a few of them as padding, but the old guy didn't say anything.
Let's give him a few yuan to collect each book, and then sell it to a guy named Zhang for 100 yuan. This is dozens of times the profit!
Isn’t it just a matter of fun for you, who has a big head and is just wandering around to get tens of thousands of books?”
This was the reason why Feng Jiongjiu told him about the business of collecting ancient books.
"Of course, with your skills as an old man, Zhang wouldn't dare to charge you a hundred yuan a piece, so we can earn more." After Feng Jiongjiu finished speaking, he added with a smile and made up for it, almost every time.
Old Feng was choked to death.
What he said just now was just old Feng's bragging. He could actually sell it for more money than Feng Jiongjiu, but it wouldn't be like what he said. Feng Jiujiu could sell it for 15,000, while he could sell it for 30,000 or 40,000.
Naturally, Old Fengtou would not show timidity in front of his son. He patted his chest and said, "That's natural. There are many kinds of ancient books. Some ancient books are hard to find. For example...forget it, let me tell you."
No, you don’t understand either!
In short, leave this matter to you and me, and I'm sure it will be right.
By the way, what kind of ancient books does Zhang... Mr. Zhang want?"
"I told you, I want any ancient books, preferably imperial archives and historical documents of the Ming and Qing dynasties." Feng Jiongjiong thought for a while and said.
“If you calculate it this way, it’s quite profitable.
Come on, come with me. I know a few families who have many ancient books and documents hidden in their homes!" Old Fengtou is also a man who loves money. Now that he has a big business, he doesn't even bother to drink.