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Chapter 16 Selling Gold, Feng Chaoyang
I've spent a lot these past two days, and all my remaining emergency funds have been used up.
I even borrowed 2,000 yuan today to buy things.
Next, I need to buy penicillin and stockings, which will cost money.
Chen Huai'an changed his clothes and took out two small yellow croakers that he had hidden behind the television.
I held it in my hand and weighed it in my hand; it made a crisp clinking sound.
Gold, that's a really good thing!
Soon, Lin Wan also came out of the bedroom and changed into her newly bought clothes and pants.
With her stylish wavy hair, fitted short-sleeved T-shirt, and tall figure, she's guaranteed to turn heads on the street!
Lin Wan stood there gracefully, smoothing her loose hair with her small hand: "Let's go."
Then he walked briskly to the door.
The shoes are springy and lightweight, and much more comfortable to wear than the calfskin boots she ordered.
Chen Huai'an withdrew his gaze from the tall, well-proportioned figure and hurriedly stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray.
He picked up his phone from the coffee table and quickly walked out.
The two walked out of the residential area side by side, once again attracting the hushed discussion of the elderly men and women under the tree.
The voices praising them as a perfect match, saying they looked like a couple, made the two of them feel awkward and uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, he couldn't explain it to anyone, so he could only pretend he hadn't heard and quickly walked out of the residential area.
Chen Huai'an's lips curled up the whole way, and a smile remained on his face.
Although the pretty girl next to him wasn't his girlfriend, he could still be considered a female companion while shopping together.
When a guy hears his female companion being praised for her beauty, he can't help but feel a little smug.
When your female companion is praised for her beauty, you feel good too, right?
"Shall we go to the bus stop?"
Lin Wan stood by the roadside at the entrance of the residential area, her hands behind her back, attracting many furtive glances.
Her big, blinking eyes showed confusion; she didn't know where to go to exchange for gold next.
In her time, people usually went to nearby money shops or the black market to exchange gold, and rarely went to banks.
She doesn't yet understand the rules of this world, so she can only follow orders.
"I was busy and short on time today, so I called Didi." Chen Huai'an thought for a moment and explained, "Didi is a taxi service."
"Oh, oh." Lin Wan opened her mouth slightly and nodded her head.
However, you could tell from her confused eyes that she still didn't understand the difference between Didi and taxis.
Soon, an ordinary-looking private car pulled up on the side of the road.
Lin Wan keenly noticed that this car was different from the taxi yesterday; it didn't have any operating lights on the roof, and even the green license plate was a different color.
Moreover, the acceleration is stronger when starting.
The acceleration was smoother than the taxi ride last night.
Looking at the endless line of cars on the road, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
In Shanghai during the Republic of China era, there were only about 20,000 cars. Even in the most bustling areas, you could only occasionally see a car slowly driving by.
But the cars in front of me were stuck in a long line. Have modern cars become so common?
About half an hour later, the taxi stopped on a pedestrian street that looked quaint and old-fashioned.
The street is lined with antique shops, each with a retro-style plaque as its signboard.
The roadside was lined with stalls, displaying a variety of antiques and curios that looked weathered and worn.
Each stall was crowded with people, some picking out their favorite items, others haggling over prices, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
"This street isn't usually this lively, but it's especially crowded these past two days because it's a holiday."
As Chen Huai'an explained, he looked up and scanned the door numbers, seemingly searching for a particular shop.
After a short while, we stopped outside a shop with an antique-style decor.
"This is the place, Zhenpin Pavilion!"
Six months ago, when I accompanied a colleague to sell things, the boss did not deliberately mislead us by quoting a low price.
I've looked into it, and the reviews seem pretty good.
With the changing times, there are not as many novices in today's antique and collectible market.
In the 80s, antique dealers could acquire decent antiques in rural areas for very little money.
There are even frequent rumors of people finding great bargains.
So everyone flocked to the countryside, specifically looking for things in remote corners.
They even had to lie on the ground to examine the feeding troughs carefully.
As antique collecting becomes more popular, some people in rural areas have also become more savvy.
They deliberately place some artificially aged handicrafts in a corner, then wait for city dwellers to come and "find a bargain," thinking they've found genuine antiques, before ripping them off!
Antique shops often offer low prices after authenticating the items, trying to fool unsuspecting novices.
However, with the widespread availability of novels and videos nowadays, it's much harder to fool complete novices who know nothing.
If you do it wrong, the seller might feel you're not sincere and won't even bother to chat anymore, and will just walk away.
After all, there are dozens of shops on the antique street; if one doesn't work out, you can just go to another.
Therefore, many merchants no longer resort to deceiving fools and offer more honest prices, as long as everyone benefits.
After all, someone who brings items to an antique shop to sell can't possibly be completely ignorant.
Finding a bargain is very difficult!
Of course, occasionally someone can fool a novice into finding a bargain; it all depends on their skill.
The owner of Zhenpin Pavilion has a good reputation, which is why I specifically chose this place.
"Thank you, brother, for the little star!"
"Thank you, brother!"
"..."
As soon as I entered the shop, I was greeted by the seductive sound of clips that could snap a person's neck.
A man in his forties sat on a recliner, holding a three-fold cell phone in his hand, his eyes shining as he stared at the screen.
"Ahem." Chen Huai'an coughed lightly. "Is Boss Feng busy?"
When Feng Chaoyang heard someone calling him, he quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
The man is tall and handsome, and the woman has a great figure and is beautiful.
A thought flashed through my mind: What a perfect couple, a match made in heaven!
The two people looked unfamiliar, but they could call out my surname, so they must have been introduced by someone else.
With a warm smile, he said, "Everything in our store is of the highest quality; you can choose with confidence!"
Although he has a good reputation, he is still a business owner, and he still has to say some polite things.
Besides, this industry relies on a keen eye; if you can't distinguish between the real and the fake and get scammed, you can only blame yourself for being less skilled.
Feng Chaoyang reluctantly left the live broadcast room, then stood up and warmly greeted them, pouring them two cups of tea.
He smiled and said, "Which type of antiques would you two like to choose from? I can make recommendations."
Chen Huai'an smiled and waved his hand: "We're not here to buy anything, we're here to sell things."
"I wonder what items you two are looking to sell?" Feng Chaoyang's smile grew even warmer.
A scrutinizing gaze swept over the two, but couldn't discern what they were trying to sell.
Chen Huai'an reached into his pocket and rummaged around, placing two golden-yellow objects on the table.
"Please, Mr. Feng, take a look."
Feng Chaoyang narrowed his eyes, secretly disappointed: "Looks like there's no way I can snag a bargain."