The young waiter looked at the center of Yi Chuanzong's palm in shock.
The deep golden color is full of metallic texture, and the familiar shape is like two ovals joined together, slightly bulging and full. One of them is older and is a complete replica of the past memory.
This is a small yellow croaker!
Still three!
'Am I wrong?'
The young waiter closed his eyes and waited for two seconds, then opened his eyes again, and found that the thing in front of him was still there! The golden light almost blinded him!
He raised his head and stared blankly at the super strong young man in front of him.
It's quite surprising that he is so tall. You can't usually see him on the street, but he is still so strong.
Three times thicker than him, how much can this thing eat?
Just looking at the face is a bit silly!
Does this look like having money?
Nothing like it!
That lazy posture is more iconic than the village head uncle. Who would have thought that this guy is really rich!
One hundred percent smile!
Keep your chest up, your head up, and be full of energy!
In an instant, she seemed to transform into a perfect salesperson!
Such speed of face change!
Yi Chuanzong's expression is very strange. Should the change in attitude be so obvious?
He really underestimated the salespersons of this era. As expected, as long as he has the motivation of money, this person has unlimited potential!
But it seemed like this person was scolding him just now, right? His voice was clear and powerful, so it turned out that this person could also speak well!
Just when the young man was about to speak softly, Yi Chuanzong had already taken violent action!
He rotated his shoulders and retracted the hand that originally held the small yellow croaker. At the same time, his other hand suddenly reached forward and grabbed the young waiter's collar with a big hand.
The strength of his body exploded, and Yi Chuanzong directly lifted the young man up with one hand and carried him over. The posture was not much more difficult than carrying a chicken.
At this time, Yi Chuanzong was no longer so kind. He bared his teeth and looked very fierce, his eyes widened with anger, "Who are you scolding?"
The young guy looked confused. Is this what it feels like with your feet dangling in the air?
Looking at the big face overlooking his own, the young waiter felt scared. He weighed one hundred and thirty kilograms, and he could be lifted with one hand, but a punch would probably kill him!
"Wait a minute, do it! Sir, wait a minute, do it!"
The thin old man inside was already shouting and trotting over.
He heard the waiter's exclamation just now, and he looked over. In fact, he was also a little confused. Where can anyone have any small yellow croakers these days? Let alone a worker?
In 1954, the factory became a public-private partnership, and the public's redemption of capitalist private shares was changed to a "fixed interest system" with a unified annual interest rate of 5%.
During the 1950s and 1950s, the entire industry entered into a public-private partnership. At that time, the owners of Juchangyuan were separated. Each family's money was less than 2,000 yuan, so they were not defined as capitalists.
Now, after six years, I have changed from a boss to a worker. It is difficult to double the two thousand yuan. Three small yellow croakers cost nearly two thousand yuan.
Even if the premium and discount of the antiques is relatively high, the two thousand yuan worth of goods at that time may be worth more. Nearly two thousand yuan is not a small amount. The previous ones were passed down from ancestors.
He stretched his head forward, looked at it, raised his reading glasses, and then the man took action!
The thin old man ran over in a panic, stretched out his hand to support Yi Chuanzong's arm and said with a smile: "Sir, don't be angry, this guy has never seen gold, he is not scolding you, he is just a little too surprised!
"
After he took it, it was all stiff muscles, as if he was holding on to a wooden stick. Such a strong person made his face tremble with shock. When he was young, this person smashed his shop and he didn't dare to say a word.
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"Xiao Chen, how did you greet me? Why don't you apologize quickly?"
Yi Chuanzong glared angrily and looked at the little old man.
Wearing a well-fitting cardigan, wide trousers, and a pair of 49-year-old cloth shoes, this outfit has a bit of an era feel to him, and the overall look is elegant.
The problem is that this person can speak well, but why did he act so weird when he opened his mouth just now?
Are you giving in now?
Home bird!
"Sorry, I, I didn't scold you, I was just too surprised!"
The young waiter explained with aggrieved face, looking weak.
"snort!"
"I'm sorry you don't dare!"
Yi Chuanzong sneered and immediately let go of his hand.
The young man fell to the ground with a free fall, and then staggered a step, but finally he felt at ease!
He quickly smiled and said: "Sir, where is your little yellow croaker! I will help you measure it!"
Yi Chuanzong slowly turned his shoulders, then turned around leisurely, raised his arm again, opened his palm to reveal three small yellow croakers.
However, the three small yellow croakers changed slightly at this time, and there were six more flat round surfaces at the contact locations.
The young man secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. How much force does it take to knead gold into this shape? He has seen it before, and it was all done with teeth!
The thin old man’s smiling face is like a chrysanthemum, this is real gold!
He praised, "The color is full and the appearance is perfect. Your three little yellow croakers are really good!" He turned his head and said, "Xiao Chen, please measure this guest quickly. You didn't want to work overtime just now, so don't complain now? See you.
It’s your honor to get this thing!”
"I'm really sorry. He was a little emotional just now. It's the Chinese New Year. Please forgive me."
"Come on, I get it, let's test it first!" Yi Chuanzong said lukewarmly.
"Okay!"
Xiao Chen jumped forward with a happy face, then raised his eyes to look at Yi Chuanzong, and then reached out to take the small yellow croaker in his big hand. His hand was slightly heavy, and the feeling of concentrated weight was full of the smell of money. He couldn't help it.
He swallowed.
Yi Chuanzong glanced at the young waiter expressionlessly.
The thin old man over there didn't dare to be lazy now. He bowed his waist skillfully and stretched out his hand to signal in front of him. His gesture was very natural and elegant.
"Sir, please come this way! He will have to work hard, please wait a moment."
This little old man looks to be in his sixties. The Qing Dynasty was still around fifty years ago. If he had not gone to private school at that time, he would have started working as a waiter in a shop. Now he is naturally very good at doing these things. At that time,
'Master' is not easy to serve.
Yi Chuanzong was not afraid of losing his gold, so he followed the old man and sat down at the tea table in the northeast corner.
He can get gold for no reason, but the people in this shop don't have this ability.
The sudden extra wealth is stolen from the public. If you dare to report false accounts, you will have a long and idle life!
The thin old man poured a cup of tea elegantly and asked with a smile: "Sir, where did your little yellow croaker come from?"
Things are definitely good things, but they also make people uneasy.
Except for a few people who have made outstanding contributions, everyone else is paid a normal salary. The family only earns a few hundred yuan a month, and none of them have a small yellow croaker.
It takes an ordinary person five or six years to earn three small yellow croakers. This is without spending any money. If you want to save one thousand and eighty yuan, that is completely imaginary.
Top workers like the first and second uncles have to save, senior cadres have to save, and top intellectuals have to save. The third uncle can deduct some of his savings, and ordinary people can't survive.
"What? You think my things are dirty?"
Yi Chuanzong's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly and made a gesture to leave.
The thin old man quickly reached out and grabbed Yi Chuanzong's arm, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him, "Sir, don't be anxious, don't be anxious! I'm just asking casually, where is there any dirty money at this time? That's not it.
Yes! You can’t even wear this overalls!”
The public has calculated assets, so a store owner cannot slander people randomly.
Yi Chuanzong's expression softened slightly, and then he sat down carelessly. The thin old man also sat down with a smile on his face.
"You have some foresight, but this time you are on to the point. My uncle, Yi Zhonghai, is an eighth-level fitter at the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. Although I, Yi Chuanzong, are only a fourth-level fitter now, I am somewhat famous in the factory.
These three small yellow croakers are only about more than a year’s salary. If you sell them now, you may buy them again in the future. These things are beautiful!"
Nowadays, valuables such as gold cannot be traded privately. When selling later, the name must be stated to issue a receipt. He can also avoid this person's suspicion by saying it in advance.
If there is no doubt, this person will not check strictly. After all, their family can afford it.
In fact, he actually had gold at home! Lou Xiaoe also brought two pieces with him when he came here. If he could find out the source, it would be true.
The limelight is not tight now, but we can't make it public. It's best to avoid it and try not to expose the Lou family on the outside.
Otherwise, when Lou Xiao'e was getting married, Father Lou might give him a box of gold...
If you have money, you have to spend it. He will take the eighth-level job examination in the next year. He can make progress in the future, and he is not afraid of how the Lou family will affect him.
The thin old man quickly apologized and said, "That's it! That's it! Who doesn't like the little yellow croaker? I usually like to play with this thing too." Gu Boring
But he was very shocked. An eighth-level worker and such a young fourth-level worker, this family is awesome!
This time he was really impressed. Who would have thought that a young man could be a level four fitter?
There are also workers, which should not be underestimated. Some of them are really arrogant! They are playing with three small yellow croakers!
Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly, reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip, his posture was very proud.
He has just been working for three months and his salary is more than 100 points. He has no money to buy any small yellow croakers. He just has this family background.
However, this hometown bird is quite good at it. He actually still has this hobby?
Just like him!
Originally, when there were two small yellow croakers, he liked to play with them when nothing happened. Later, when one was missing, he stopped playing with them.
"Originally, I planned to make some pieces of jewelry, but my wife didn't like such golden things, so she simply sold them to buy two watches and renovate the house later. It's not a bad idea."
The thin old man's face twitched, this young man! He really doesn't take money as money, and some people don't like gold.
"What's the price of gold here?"
When he heard about business, the thin old man became more serious.
He understood clearly what he said, "Here you are." It doesn't necessarily mean that it can be sold here! How can that work?
One thousand and eighty, even if his share is relatively small, a few cents per gram is still dozens of dollars per 100 yuan! Such a big business, that's just picking up money!
After hesitating for two seconds, he tentatively said: "You specified to inquire at another place. Now the weight has been changed. Let's calculate it by the gram. We don't care about Lao Meizi's side. I'll give you twenty for one gram here."
One dollar and twenty-three cents, what do you think of the price?"
Yi Chuanzong narrowed his eyes slightly, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.
He had inquired about the price of this gold when he went to the black market last time, and stopped by Dexingyuan when he was looking for his master.
The price was even lower than what the skinny old man said. At that time it was 20.96 cents per gram. Now it has increased by 27 cents. It seems that there is a real shortage of this thing.
If you can negotiate the price of this thing, then you have to think about it.
The attitude of this hometown bird is a bit intriguing. He has to use his brain that he usually doesn't bother to use.
After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was a public-private partnership and had not yet been completely acquired, so there was a certain amount of profit in it.
Yi Chuanzong talked with his father-in-law. Now the Third Steel Rolling Plant pays dividends to the directors, directors and the like every year. This ratio is 25% of the profit. However, the steel is made for his own use, and the profit is pitifully low. But
My father-in-law can also share 9.65%
The premiums of this kind of jewelry store are very high and huge profits are made, and the corresponding profit sharing may be smaller, but there are not so many people sharing, how can you make more than 10% a year, and the price is quite impressive.
The small yellow croaker should be different from other things. After all, there are international market conditions there, and the profit margin should be within a certain area.
There is a shortage of this item now, so the profit margin should be quite high. Twenty-one and twenty-three cents should be a little higher than the base price I inquired from outside. The store wants to sell it here, so naturally it has to raise the price.
How much it costs depends on the skill of the store owner. Most people who have gold are not ordinary people. Since the lowest price is the lowest price, he can't just sell it at the lowest price stupidly.
After pondering for a moment, Yi Chuanzong said softly: "Tell me how many dollars an ounce Lao Meizi has."
The thin old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted in his heart, 'This is not good!'
Just now he ignored the gold price at Lao Meizi because he didn't want Yi Chuanzong to know the gold price. Except for supply and marketing cooperatives, individual shops are profitable, and they are not just taking dead wages.
He originally thought that the price would be slightly higher than the market price, but he didn't expect this young man to understand this!
How many dollars per ounce? Very professional!
"Did not say?"
"If you don't say it, then I will."
Yi Chuanzong looked over with a half-smile.
The thin old man's eyebrows twitched, he raised his hand to hold the small round hat on his head, and said with a smile on his face: "It's useless for us to talk about it over there. The price given by the government is nothing to complain about."
Yi Chuanzong chuckled. He had already figured it out, and yet he was still trying to fool him!
He put down his cup and leaned on the backrest of Laojun's chair. He turned and raised his head in the direction of the young waiter, "Twenty-one dollars and seventy-three cents! Give me fifty cents per gram! I'll give you the three little yellow croakers over there."
Got it!"
The thin old man's eyes widened, his face tightened instantly, and he shouted, "I can't give it! I can't give it! Fifty cents per gram! How can I pay this? I can't even pay the bills here!"
Yi Chuanzong's expression did not change. He had been paying attention to the opposite side just now. The bird's response was a little slow, but he was still in a hurry. He must have made a little profit, but he made too little! It was close to the limit!
After all, they are three small yellow croakers. In the past, they were one pound. Since sixteen taels have become one pound, these small yellow croakers also weigh 31.25 grams. Three pieces are close to ninety-four grams, and one gram of fifty cents is nearly forty-seven yuan.
A big business earns a month's salary of a third-level worker. This jewelry business is a huge profit. This is gold. If anything else is asking for sky-high prices, how can there be a price for things like antique jewelry?
Yi Chuanzong did not speak, but quietly picked up the teacup on the table.
Although he spends money lavishly, he definitely doesn't feel bad when he spends it on himself, and he doesn't feel bad when he spends it on his wife. The uncle, father-in-law, and master should be filial.
Forty-seven yuan, his monthly salary is only fifty-two and eight yuan, how could he not care.
He is not in a hurry.
The price given here cannot be set high. If it cannot be negotiated here and it cannot be sold, it is determined that it can be sold elsewhere. When the time comes, the price here will be the reserve price.
After the measurement is completed and the specific weight is known, I guess this hometown bird has figured out how much money he can earn, and it should be easier to talk about it by then.
The thin old man over there saw Yi Chuanzong's demeanor, his eyes swayed cunningly, and he smiled bitterly and said: "You really don't have that much money for these three little yellow croakers in my hands. You want an increase of eight cents?"
It's gross, I can still give you a little profit, but if it goes up by 50 cents per gram, it's nearly fifty yuan. The company has a fixed price, and I can't get much at all."
"I also want to complete the target given above and collect as much gold as possible to do business with the outside world. Life has been so difficult for everyone in the past three years. The more gold we have, the more food we will have. We all try our best to help."
"We self-employed households are tired. We have to be without people during the Chinese New Year. Everyone is lively and lively. We still have to stay here. I don't even have a change from the nearly two thousand yuan you made."
"It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I also want to do this business. In this way, if I give you a dime, you can also make some money for me! Otherwise, for such a big business, I won't even have any hard-earned money. That would be too much."
It’s miserable. I can earn a little bit, and even at my age, I can buy a pound of flour to make some dumplings with my family, which makes me feel comfortable.”
Yi Chuanzong looked at the thin bird from his hometown across from him with strange eyes.
Is this to give him some words?
Can you stop being so familiar?
Moral kidnapping!
Cry poor!
A miserable sale!
Retreat to advance?
What a good guy! It’s just a good guy!
"Well..." Yi Chuanzong pondered slightly, "What you said makes sense!"
The thin old man looked happy and his eyes were very moved and comforting.
"If the government needs it, I can hand it over for free. There are no eggs left in the nest. I still have this awareness. I came from the village and I know how the villagers live. I can help.
You should try your best to help.”
Yi Chuanzong raised his head slightly as he said this. The bird from his hometown had a rosy face and a smile on his face. At such an old age, he was engaged in a risky business. He might have been sad at first, but his life in the past two years has definitely been very nourishing!
Three years of famine had no impact at all, so how dare you cry about poverty with him? Only when you are satisfied with your survival will you pursue something rich. He is afraid that the poorer others are, the better his business will be, so they all want to exchange the antiques at home for some money. In the past three years, he has
I don’t know how much I earned!
"You are so old, and you have to stay here during the Chinese New Year to run your business. I have designated you to leave a kilogram of flour money. By the way, the temple fair is very lively during the Chinese New Year, right?"
Seeing that the deal was about to be completed, the thin old man looked over kindly, nodded as if in praise, and then said leisurely: "Yes, there will be a lot of people coming to set up stalls by then. You can come back for a walk and I will help you."
Keep an eye out for good stuff!”
Yi Chuanzong calmly picked up the tea cup and drank the tea silently.
He understood what the other party said, and it seemed that the old bird also took it to heart.
So thoughtful!
I’m even planning to help him look for jewelry for his wife!
He really wants to buy something for his wife!
So considerate!
But this old bird really wants to trick him again!
These jewelry portraits, porcelain and jade bottles, if you don’t know the art, you will pay a premium, a premium, and a higher price, and it is really good to buy them.
This little old man is not done with the money he made from selling gold. He wants to give him another ruthless blow when he is buying something!
It feels inexplicably familiar. Taxes and insurance are deducted from wages, and loans are repaid as soon as wages are paid. This person wants to smoke when he is worried, smokes when he is stressed, smokes when he is bored and upset...
In fact, cigarettes are just a few sticks of grass, and the yield is about 20% of food. It is spiritual food. Smoking is harmful and makes you sick, and your life is short. Second-hand smoke is even worse. Nearly half of men smoke, and they have to share one with others.
Etiquette is not easy to break.
Everything is well arranged and seamlessly connected from generation to generation.
I passed this money through my hand, but I don’t know why it’s gone, but it still tastes good when I eat it?
This old bird is going to cut him!
At that time, should we look for him another luxury item such as a bracelet or necklace that looks very expensive but is barely acceptable after a discount?
More than a thousand yuan was spent, not to mention whether it is useful or not, not to mention whether it is valuable or not, not sure how long it will be fresh, and whether it can be exchanged for money. Anyway, my wife is happy even if she feels distressed. He is in his heart.
Isn’t it just possible to get by?
After all, a good look is the key to a happy life for a couple. Now he is lucky and has money to always have such a good look.