Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Provincial capital, back street of Chenghuang Temple.

It's the weekend, and as one of the most prosperous commercial pedestrian streets in the provincial capital, the backstreet of Chenghuang Temple is experiencing its best business.

The antique streets are packed with people, bustling and rubbing shoulders with each other, including many tourists.

Wang Chen was carrying a cowhide briefcase and mixed in the crowd.

An hour ago, he spent tens of thousands of yuan in Yintai City, bought himself a brand new outfit, and added a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses. His whole temperament and image were completely different.

Halfway through the backstreet of the Chenghuang Temple, Wang Chen turned into an alley next to it.

The alley is very short, and after passing it, there is another ancient street.

But there are far fewer tourists on this street, and the shops along the street sell antiques such as antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain instead of tourist souvenirs and specialties.

This is the famous antique street in the provincial capital, similar to Panjiayuan in the capital. It is said that there are regular ghost markets.

Wang Chen had been here once in his previous life, not because he wanted to buy antiques or anything, but just out of curiosity.

And when he came here today, of course he planned to take advantage of the batch of silver coins he had excavated.

What Wang Chen wants to do next requires a sum of funds.

He was not familiar with the situation here, so he directly found an antique store that looked good and walked in.

The shopkeeper was a fat man who was sitting behind the counter drinking tea. When he saw Wang Chen who had just come in, he stood up and asked with a smile: "Sir, what do you need?"

If Wang Chen was still in his original attire, the shop owner probably wouldn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

After some "packaging" and the momentum he displayed, the well-informed shop owner did not dare to underestimate him.

The attitude is extremely enthusiastic.

Wang Chen nodded slightly and asked directly: "Boss, do you accept cash dollars here?"

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly lit up and he responded quickly: "I'll accept it, of course!"

Wang Chen immediately took out a silver dollar from his pocket and placed it on the counter: "Let's see how much this is worth."

"Okay, let me take a look first."

The fat shopkeeper picked up the silver dollar, inspected it carefully and said, "Your silver dollar is of average quality, but it is real. It's just that this kind of silver dollar exists in relatively high quantities, so the price is not very high."

"If I collect it here, I can give you one thousand and fifty."

Wang Chen chuckled, took back his silver dollar and turned away.

The fat shopkeeper stamped his feet anxiously: "Ah, the price can be negotiated, but don't leave!"

However, Wang Chen's figure had disappeared at the door.

Of course it makes sense for Wang Chen not to dump the other party.

First of all, the batch of silver coins he received were not of the same type. They included products cast in the late Qing Dynasty and those in the early Republic of China, including many imported coins.

But what Wang Chen can be sure of is that all the silver coins are genuine, and several of them are rare.

Because they are all placed in the exhibition stand of the Provincial Museum!

In addition, even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs running away. If you are sure that it is genuine, it is very simple to search for the price of the same product online.

Wang Chen took out a piece just now, just to test the shop owner's character.

As a result, the other party thought he was a novice, and actually offered a price of one thousand and fifty for something worth several thousand, and even said it was of average quality.

Wang Chen is not used to the other party's shortcomings!

However, antique stores are all about buying low and selling high. Wang Chen asked three stores in a row, and they were all similar.

It’s as if these shopkeepers were born from the same mother!

As the saying goes, there is no businessman without treachery. Regarding this situation, Wang Chen did not get angry or give up.

He stepped into an antique shop called "Qi Baozhai" again.

The owner of this shop is a gray-haired old man, wearing a plain Chinese tunic suit and a pair of ancient reading glasses. He looks like an elegant old gentleman from a private school.

In addition to the old man, there were also two middle-aged men and a beautiful woman sitting inside.

They were drinking tea and chatting around the tea table, chatting and laughing happily.

Wang Chen hesitated.

"My little friend, what do you do for me?"

The white-haired old man who was doing the accounting looked up and looked at Wang Chen with a warm smile.

Wang Chen thought for a while, then took out the silver dollar and handed it to the other party: "Do you accept silver dollars here?"

"Received."

The old man took the silver dollar and admired it for a moment, nodded and said, "This silver dollar of yours is a 26-year-old Beiyang Dragon. It is of very good quality and is considered a fine product. If a small shop buys it, it can give you a price of 8,500 yuan."

Wang Chen felt that he had found the right place.

Although the price offered by this shop owner is lower than the price he checked online, it is completely within the normal range.

After all, when you open a store and do business, your daily expenses are fixed, so you must make some money.

"Can."

Wang Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he simply opened the briefcase he carried with him and took out the silver dollars stored inside.

"Please give me an estimate for these."

The old man was a little confused.

Because the silver coins Wang Chen took out were not just one or two, but looked like they were in various shapes, the bathroom quickly took the tray from the side: "Put it here, put them all here!"

Wang Chen took out a total of seventy silver coins, and each one was in very good condition.

The presentation on the plate gives it a pleasing appearance.

These silver coins were carefully selected by Wang Chen and only accounted for a small part of his income.

The most precious ones are not among them.

But taking out so many silver coins attracted the attention of the three tea guests.

One of them smiled and said: "Little brother, you have a lot of goods, you have paid for the family's money, right?"

Wang Chen ignored the other party's temptation and didn't even bother to glance at him.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He put his fist against his mouth and coughed twice, and hehehe twice.

The old man appraised all the silver coins, then took an antique-grade abacus and fiddled with it, and finally said: "Little friend, if you give all these silver coins to the shop, how about a total of 680,000?"

Wang Chen pondered for a moment, nodded and replied: "Okay, but I want cash."

The other party obviously left room for bargaining. If he bargained, it would definitely be okay to add tens of thousands more.

But why does Wang Chen care about this little money!

The old man smiled and said: "No problem, please wait a moment."

Antique shops like his usually have large sums of cash on hand because some customers only use cash for transactions.

The shopkeeper quickly brought Wang Chen a heavy black plastic bag.

Inside were bundles of large bills.

The old man said: "Please click."

"No."

Wang Chen took the plastic bag and left directly, leaving behind a few middle-aged people looking at each other.

The middle-aged man just now sneered: "Today's young people..."

He shook his head, probably thinking that Wang Chen was the kind of prodigal who stole family heirlooms, with a look of disdain on his face.

The old shopkeeper smiled, touched his beard and said nothing.

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