The small private room is more than ten square meters in size, with a row of wooden sofas inside and a huge coffee table in the middle.
In the lobby on the first floor of Jubaozhai, there are just some handicrafts.
Genuine antiques are generally more precious. As the boss, Dong Dahai would not randomly place such items in the hall.
In their industry, there is a saying that it lasts for three years if it is not open, and three years if it is open.
In his store, if you want to buy really good things, you have to be a regular customer, or someone can recommend you.
In addition to buying and selling antiques themselves, Jubaozhai will also rely on their deep personal connections to act as middlemen and bring others together to trade antiques.
"Mr. Chen, you are here, please come in quickly..." Seeing Chen Hai, Dong Dahai, who was sitting alone in a private room sipping tea, quickly stood up and came over with a warm face.
Of course, the reason why he was so enthusiastic about Chen Hai must be because of Hou Donggui's face.
If it weren't for Hou Donggui's introduction that day, Chen Hai would have rushed to a place like Jubaozhai, and the people who received him would have been the cheongsam girls below.
As for the boss Dong Dahai, he has no time to spare. He will personally receive every customer who comes into their store.
"Brother Dong, I haven't seen you for a while. Looking at your glowing face, your store has been making a lot of money during this period, and the business must be very good!"
With a smile and a polite word, Chen Hai walked into the room and sat down near Dong Dahai.
The cheongsam woman who led him over very wisely exited the private room and closed the door behind her.
"Mr. Chen is really good at predicting things. In the past month, our store has made three or four transactions, which can be regarded as a small profit."
After making a haha, Dong Dahai responded with a smile.
As a businessman, he is quite friendly in every move he makes, which makes people feel a sense of closeness.
To be honest, Chen Hai and him just met each other.
However, after entering this private room, the two of them just chatted for a few minutes. He felt that his relationship with Dong Dahai had obviously become much closer.
"By the way, Mr. Chen, didn't you say you have something that you want to show me?" After some polite remarks, Dong Dahai directly changed the topic to the main topic.
"Okay, Brother Dong!" Chen Hai nodded.
He took out the last two pen holders he had left one by one from the backpack beside him, and carefully placed them on the coffee table in front of Dong Dahai.
Picking up the two pen holders, Dong Dahai carefully began to examine them.
After a full ten minutes, he put down the two pen holders again.
"Mr. Chen, these two pen holders of yours are indeed genuine!"
"This one is from the Yongzheng official kiln of the Qing Dynasty. It has a blue and white landscape pattern pen holder. If it is in perfect condition, the market price of your pen holder should be between 8,000 and 10,000."
"But yours is not well preserved and is in very average condition. I can only bid three thousand at most."
Give one of the pen holders and estimate the price.
Dong Dahai pointed to another pen holder and said: "This other pen holder is a pastel character story pen holder from the Kangxi official kiln in the Qing Dynasty."
"Compared with the previous pen holder, this pen holder does not exist in large numbers and must be much rarer."
"It's a pity that due to improper storage, a slight crack appeared near the mouth of your tube."
"We Jubaozhai will buy this Kangxi character story pen holder, and we can get up to five thousand..."
After the price was announced, Dong Dahai stopped talking. His eyes fell on Chen Hai, quietly waiting for his answer.
To be honest, in his eyes, these two pen holders are both necessary and dispensable.
If another person came to their store and wanted to sell these two pen holders, Dong Dahai, the boss, would probably not come forward in person.
Let the following people purchase these two items. Adding them together, they can bid up to five thousand, which is considered very good.
After hearing Dong Dahai's quotation, Chen Hai was a little silent.
Those two pen holders, one costs 3,000 yuan and the other costs 5,000 yuan. The total of the two is only 8,000 yuan, which is still far short of 10,000 yuan.
Compared with the snuff bottles he originally sold, the price of this bottle is not even a little bit different.
"Mr. Chen, the purchase price I offered you for these two pen holders is already extremely generous!"
"If you don't believe it, you can go to any antique store, whether it's Liulichang or Panjiayuan, with these two things and ask."
"I am 100% sure that there will never be any store that offers higher prices than mine!"
Chen Hai's silence fell into Dong Dahai's eyes. He smiled and added.
What he said was frank and frank. After all, it was the truth.
Perhaps, in ten or twenty years' time, when the Yanhuang Kingdom's economy improves, the price of antiques will rise sharply.
But now, this industry is like this.
"Brother Dong, let's talk about these two pen holders later!"
"Please help me find out first, what price can this thing probably be sold for?"
After a moment of silence, Chen Hai turned his hand, and the slutty talisman he had successfully drawn appeared in his hand.
Placing this Taoist talisman flat on the coffee table in front of Dong Dahai, he tentatively opened his mouth and asked.
Since the last time, in order to remove the Yin Snake Gu from Ye Qingqing, he successfully drew a filthy charm.
Chen Hai drew this talisman again, and the chance of success was much higher.
With his current level of drawing talismans, he dare not say that he would be able to draw a dirty talisman in two or three days, but he is still quite confident!
If he could find a way to sell the Taoist symbols he drew at a good price, it would be relatively easy for him to make money in the future.
"Mr. Chen, are you kidding me?"
"The quality of the paper you have is indeed pretty good. At a glance, the lines painted on it do look like that!"
"But this thing is definitely not an antique. I have limited knowledge and can't figure out what the use of this thing is."
"Perhaps for some people, this thing is very valuable, but for us Jubaozhai..."
Having said this, Dong Dahai stopped and did not continue.
Although he did not directly state his opinion in his words, it could be seen from his expression at a glance that the filthy talisman was completely worthless in his eyes and could not arouse any interest in him.
"Brother Dong, you can't see anything magical about this Taoist Talisman. This is normal!"
"I took this thing out because I wanted to ask you if you know of any place where it is possible to sell this thing?"
With a calm smile, Chen Hai said again.
Dong Dahai would have such a reaction, which was not beyond his expectation.
After all, although Dong Dahai has good eyesight and is very knowledgeable about antiques, he is only an ordinary person after all.
He couldn't even identify the magic weapons, so it was even impossible for him to recognize the true Taoist talismans at a glance.
Showing the Dirty Talisman to Dong Dahai, Chen Hai's original intention was just to test it out.
"Mr. Chen, I never touch anything I don't understand!"
"On the 15th of this month, there will be an exchange meeting in our circle. If you have time, you can go there with me and have a look!"
"In addition to some experts in antique collection, big names in other fields often appear at exchange meetings."
"If this talisman in your hand is really useful, maybe you can meet someone who knows the goods and finally sell it for a good price?"
After thinking for a while, Dong Dahai spoke and suggested to Chen Hai.
When he met Chen Hai for the first time, he remembered that Hou Donggui said that Chen Hai and he were the same kind of people.
What does Hou Donggui do? Dong Dahai naturally knows.
In this case, the talisman Chen Hai took out may be a good thing, but not necessarily!
He was planning to attend the exchange meeting on the 15th!
Taking Chen Hai there was just a way of passing by.
Sending a favor to Chen Hai and getting closer to him would be beneficial and harmless to Dong Dahai no matter how you look at it. Naturally, he would not be reluctant to part with it.
"Is it the 15th of this month? Okay, I get it!"
"Brother Dong, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"On the 15th, I'll come here to see you. You can take me with you to the exchange meeting and see the world!"
Dong Dahai's words made Chen Hai feel happy, and he quickly spoke and responded.
"It's nothing troublesome, it's just a way to go!" Dong Dahai smiled and said: "Then these two pen holders..."
"Brother Dong, I brought this here, and I don't plan to take it back!"
"One is three thousand, the other is five thousand, the total is eight thousand, I will sell it to you Jubaozhai at the price you mentioned!"
This time, Chen Hai didn't hesitate at all, he spoke directly and said.
He doesn't understand anything about antiques and has no interest in them.
These two pen holders are kept at home, just as decorations.
What's more, these things were dug out of the cave and piled together with a dead skeleton for decades.
If something like this could be sold, he would never want to keep it at home.
To put it bluntly, eight thousand yuan is already a lot!
That is, now, his appetite has been spoiled.
If he had just dug out these bottles and cans from the cave, if he knew that these two pen holders could be sold for 8,000 yuan, he would probably jump up with joy.
After having these 8,000 yuan, his 150,000 yuan purchase price was basically collected.
For private transactions, one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. The procedure is very simple.
After Chen Hai agreed to sell the two pen holders to Jubaozhai, Dong Dahai just went out for a trip. When he came back, the eight thousand yuan had been directly handed over to Chen Hai.
Now that the deal was completed, after it was agreed that he would come to find Dong Dahai on the 15th, Chen Hai turned around and walked outside Jubaozhai.