Regarding Song Wenjing's idea, Shang Shaohua thought it was feasible.
But at present, there are still very few rich people. Shang Shaohua is not sure about the sales situation of such jade.
Therefore, Shang Shaohua did not give any suggestions. According to his own statement, he is just a carver, and he may be very confident in technology. But if it involves the business level, then he really can't say much.
On the contrary, Song Wenjing has a certain say. After all, he hangs around outside all day long and should have a better grasp of the market.
"Wen Jing, no matter what, you just have to think clearly about your future. The master will definitely support you. But you must also be careful, especially those ghost markets and the like. Don't go there, lest you get scammed. Over there
It’s such a mixed bag that it’s hard to distinguish between true and false.” Shang Shaohua warned.
Shang Shaohua didn't say it was okay, but when he mentioned the ghost market, Song Wenjing was filled with curiosity.
"Ghost market? Master, do we also have a ghost market here in Shuzhou? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
"You don't know? Then forget it. You are young and there is no need to know too much now."
Shang Shaohua originally thought that Song Wenjing knew about the ghost market and might even have visited it, but he did not expect that Song Wenjing didn't know about it yet.
The so-called ghost market is a name spread by people in the capital in the past. In fact, it can also be called a night market. However, the things sold in this kind of place are fake, and many of them come from shady sources.
Some of them are fake, used to deceive people.
Of course, there are also some treasures hidden in them that have not been discovered by anyone, but are waiting for you to pick them up. Song Wenjing once heard someone say that someone bought a dirty and gray lamp in a ghost market.
candlestick. It was later verified that it was produced by the imperial palace during the Northern Song Dynasty.
Later, it was auctioned in an auction house and sold for tens of millions, making him rich overnight.
There are even many such examples, especially some tomb robbers who like to take some stolen goods to the ghost market to sell the stolen goods. Among them, miracles often happen.
Of course, these are all circulating stories. Song Wenjing was unable to verify the authenticity.
In the past, he would go out to work during the day, lie at home at night, and rarely go out for a walk at night. He basically had no friends around him, was alone, and had no channel for news.
Therefore, when he heard Shang Shaohua mention the ghost market, he really wanted to find a chance to go there.
When going to the ghost market, you can’t say “go” or “go”, let alone “go shopping”. You have to say “go to the ghost market”.
And it is just the word "Wa", which seems very knowledgeable. The depth of testing the water and the urgency of testing the water can all be expressed with such a word "Wa".
The ghost market usually starts very late at night and ends at dawn.
There is no one to manage it, and there is no organization. It is more like a set of rules.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Since Shang Shaohua didn't want to say more, he didn't continue to ask. As long as he knew about the existence of the ghost market, it was easy to find it. For example, he could directly ask the criminal policeman who is now a criminal police officer.
Cousin Zhou Yiping, he must know this.
However, there is definitely no way to get over it recently. There is only a small amount of money left in his pocket, and there is no way for him to continue to buy other things.
This matter can only be slowed down, wait until the pocket is full, and then look for opportunities to take a look.
Another month passed. During this period, in addition to learning skills and making money, Song Wenjing also received a set of official uniforms and hats from the fourth grade of the late Qing Dynasty.
I originally planned to save some money for a trip to the ghost market, but ended up spending more than a hundred yuan just to collect such a set of things.
Although the total profit this month was more than 200 yuan, Song Wenjing still felt that with such a small amount of money, if he came across something good but was unable to trade it because of his tight pockets, it would be better not to go there.
However, when he went to find Zhou Yiyi, he accurately informed him of the address of the so-called ghost market and also lent him two hundred yuan, which gave him a little confidence.
Late one night in mid-August, Song Wenjing specially took his cousin with him and planned to go there together because he had the next day off on Monday.
To be honest, when walking alone on the road in the middle of the night, Song Wenjing was really worried about encountering some unexpected situation. At this time, people are unaware, and if something happens, the consequences are really unpredictable.
But Zhou Yiping was different. He was obviously Song Wenjing's cousin, but his other identity was that of a criminal policeman. With him by his side, Song Wenjing suddenly became more courageous.
"Cousin, I asked you to come here today to show your courage, not to cause trouble. If something happens, don't reveal your identity unless you have no choice but to do so." Song Wenjing asked Zhou Ping again.
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In the ghost market, there must be some illegal activities, especially the origin of many things. Song Wenjing is really worried that his cousin will have a strong sense of justice and come directly to the scene to steal the stolen goods.
"You kid, why are you so verbose now? I told you that I am a criminal police officer and these matters are not my responsibility. Do you think the relevant departments don't know that there is a ghost market here? They must know it! Then why don't they?
Come here to expel him, there must be a need for his presence, why should I meddle in other people's business?"
Zhou Yiping explained it very thoroughly, and Song Wenjing also suddenly realized at this time that this was indeed the truth.
The so-called ghost market does not only include antiques. Objects such as antiques are only a small part of them. There are also many other items for sale here, including used clothes, exchange for food stamps, and even pigs and sheep.
, beef and so on.
Buying pork requires pork tickets, but not everyone has pork tickets. But here, as long as you have money, you can buy anything without any tickets.
Moreover, for everything, you cannot ask the seller about the origin of the item. In that case, you would be breaking the rules.
Of course, if you buy fake goods here, you can only admit that you are unlucky. There is no reason to settle accounts here, and you can only blame yourself for your poor eyesight.
Many people will secretly bring things they don't use here, hoping to exchange them for money.
The moon was very bright today. Zhou Yiping was riding a bicycle, and Song Wenjing was holding a flashlight and sitting in the back row. In less than half an hour, they arrived at a place called Guojia Lane in the south of the city.
It was already late at night, and I met almost no one along the way.
But when the two arrived at Guojia Lane, the scene in front of them was completely different.
The entrance to the alley was full of people. On both sides of the alley, there was a stall every few meters.
The so-called stall is a straw mat with items for sale placed on it.
It seems to be a common practice, and no one yells loudly. If you want to buy something, just ask the price directly, no need to be long-winded.
At the entrance of the alley, a young man standing outside was selling half-used jeans. It had just started to become popular in China, but he had already seen it here.
However, they are basically old clothes. The origin of these clothes is unknown.
Song Wenjing would definitely not buy such clothes. It was summer, and who knew if there were bacteria or viruses. He would not dare to wear such clothes.
On the other hand, Zhou Yiping seemed very interested. He walked around there and even planned to ask for a price. However, Song Wenjing grabbed him and took him away directly.
"Why, I think the style is good. Although it's a bit old, it doesn't matter! Someone asked about the price just now. I heard it, it's pretty cheap, not expensive." Zhou Yiping was a little dissatisfied.
"Do you know the origin of these clothes? Denim has just emerged in our country. Who would wear it for a few days and then sell it? Let me tell you, most of these clothes are imported from abroad. They may even be worn by dead people.
Yes, do you still want to wear such clothes?"
Song Wenjing whispered in Zhou Ping's ear. He was really worried that his cousin would not listen to the advice and insist on buying it.
"Ah?" Zhou Yiping was shocked when he heard his cousin say this. He really had not considered this possibility.
If it is really used clothes imported from abroad, then the possibility that Song Wenjing mentioned really exists. In that case, it would be too unlucky. Even if he is a criminal policeman, he is very taboo about this kind of thing.