What?! Isn’t this just a piece of iron lump? Although I don’t have a deep study of antiques, I also have a certain understanding of it. Now the famous porcelain paintings on the market are always popular and often sell at sky-high prices. Next is jade and jewelry. As the saying goes, gold is priceless and jade is priceless. The least valuable thing is bronze ware, especially in China, which is difficult to circulate. The bronze ware in front of me is not even considered a bronze ware. It is clearly a piece of iron lump. If the iron lump is to be valuable, at least there must be inscriptions on it to record some important historical events or historical facts. This may be of some research value, but there is no word on this iron lump!

Zong Qiang couldn't help but express his opinion. He had no other intentions, just simply felt strange.

The expression on Zizhu Taoist's face changed for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal. He looked at Zhong Lin and said: Xiaoyou Zhong, have you seen something?

Yes, old brother. Your object looks like an iron lump on the surface, but it has a long history. The problem lies here. After so long, he has no sign of rusting. If it were ordinary iron, it would have rusted into slag, so I said it is not ordinary. Perhaps its economic value is not high, but it has high research value.

Zhong Lin didn't want to hide it at all, and directly told the preciousness of this iron lump.

I'm right, this thing is just a piece of iron lump on my side, and no one wants it. Only by giving it to you can its true value be reflected, so you don't have to refuse.

Taoist Zizhu laughed as he spoke, and directly put the iron lump into the wooden box and stuffed it into Mr. Zhang's hand.

Well, it’s better to obey your destiny than respect, so I will accept it. In addition, I will choose a few other things. This time, we have to settle the score clearly with our brothers. How much should we calculate the money.

OK.

Taoist Zizhu couldn't stop smiling, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Zhong Lin chose a few more things and paid at the price. After chatting for a while, Taoist Zizhu insisted on being the host to invite Zhong Lin and others to dinner. It was hard to refuse the affection. Zhong Lin and others only left after lunch.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon, Zong Qiang's car could not be loaded, so in the end, Zong Qiang drove back with the swept spoils, while Zhong Lin, Zhong Lingyue and Mr. Zhang took a taxi back to Lin Yueju.

Zong Qiang arrived first, the car parked outside, and the people had already entered the house. Of course, he wanted to make good use of this opportunity to get along with Duran alone.

Xiaolan, the environment here is good!

Zong Qiang looked around and said without saying anything.

Are you calling me?

Duran glanced at Zong Qiang.

That, right! There seems to be no one else here. Zong Qiang smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Du Lan had no more text, Zong Qiang continued: It was quite cool in the morning, but why did it start to get hot again in the afternoon!

Well, today's summer solstice, how can it not be hot?

Duran knew that Zongqiang was here to help and could not be too neglected, so he answered.

Oh, it's summer solstice today, it's time to get hot.

Zong Qiang's eyes rolled and then said: I'm saying something this morning, it's quite interesting, do you want to listen?

Ah, what?

Duran thought it was a joke or something, so it would be okay to think about it, but it was boring to stay anyway.

The man drew a portrait of his lover, looked at her affectionately and said, "The summer solstice is the longest day of the year, and the night I miss you from now on will be longer and longer."

When Zong Qiang said this, he kept looking at Duran, his eyes full of tenderness.

Du Lan realized that there was something in Zong Qiang's words, and suddenly looked up and saw Zong Qiang's eyes. She was stunned, and then hurriedly turned her face aside.

I'll pour you some water.

Duran got up and wanted to pour water.

Oh, no, I don’t need to say anything, Zongqiang said casually, but I regretted it as soon as I finished speaking.

Oh, forget it! Sure enough, after hearing what Zong Qiang said, Duran sat back in his seat.

However, you can have a cup of cold and white.

Zong Qiang really wanted to suck himself twice, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for water to drink.

Isn’t Liang Baikai water? After hearing Zong Qiang’s words, Du Lan was so angry that he thought to himself that the person in front of him was really a man who could not walk away and retreat.

Dulan got up and poured water for Zong Qiang, and Zhong Lin and the other three happened to push the door and come in.

Brother, why are you back so quickly?

Seeing the three of them walking in at this critical moment, Zong Qiangyi accidentally said what he said.

This is not the peak time for get off work, so I come back quickly by taking a taxi.

Zhong Lin didn't know why, so he responded casually. However, Zhong Lingyue heard the unspoken sound.

Otherwise, let's go out for a walk?

After saying that, Zhong Lingyue giggled.

Haha, no, no! Come on, unload the goods, my brother Zhong Lin and I will take them one by one, and you three will see where you want to place them.

Zong Qiang said as he stood up, picked up the water that Du Lan had just poured him, and drank it all in one go.

You take a break first, don’t be excited, don’t break the antique we just bought.

Zhong Lingyue said jokingly.

No, no

Zong Qiang's face had already turned red. This guy was quite bold when he was not there. It can be said that he had reached a shameless level. However, when it was a crowded occasion, his face was as thin as paper.

Over the past day, there were quite a lot of things I bought. After all, Mr. Zhang nodded and said: This time he finally looks like an antique shop.

Mr. Zhang, I don’t understand why we didn’t sell a piece of stuff for several days, but instead bought so many things back?

Duran looked at the antiques and artworks he had just bought and thought to himself, saying that he would not open for three years in the morning, and he would have been open for three years. When would he buy so many things at once?

Xiaolan, you don’t understand this, right? Opening an antique shop is the same as doing business, and doing business is also called trading. As the name suggests, it means buying it first and selling it to earn the difference. Mr. Zhang, am I right?

Zong Qiang is a person who has done big business and still has a way of doing business.

Mr. Zhang stroked his beard and smiled without answering. But Du Lan gave Zong Qiang a blank look and said: You understand! Look, you can do it. By the way, don’t call me ‘Xiaolan’ again in the future.

Zong Qiang was completely depressed now, and he didn't know what he said wrong again, which made his lover angry.

Although Du Lan said this, looking at Zong Qiang's embarrassing look, for the first time I felt that the man in front of him was quite interesting.

There are indeed a lot of things, but I always feel that there is something short of it.

Mr. Zhang said thoughtfully, squinted.

Mr. Zhang, what are you missing? I think this is already pretty good, porcelain, jade, calligraphy and paintings, woodcuts, coins, statues, and everything you should have. What else is you missing?

Zhong Lingyue is already very satisfied with the things in the store now.

Let me think, let me think

Mr. Zhang walked back and forth, suddenly his eyes lit up, he stopped and said: Hehe, I remembered that our store is still missing a store-keeping treasure, which is the so-called non-sale product!

Mr. Zhang, then look at which piece is better here. Let’s put a label and write the words “not for sale”. Isn’t you the treasure of the store you mentioned?

Duran said as he looked at the room.

Hey, this idea is good, Xiaolan, you are so smart!

Zong Qiang had just been defeated, but now he hurriedly gave Duran a thumbs up and flattered him.

That's not possible. These things are all things we just bought from the antique market, which means that they were sold normally in other people's stores. When we took them back, we used them as non-sale store treasures. Isn't it a laughing stock when we know.

Mr. Zhang's head was like a bulge.

By the way, Mr. Zhang, at noon we went to the place called "Wu Mingzhai". Didn't the Zizhu Taoist give Zhong Lin an antique? Otherwise, that one would be used?

Zhong Lingyue suddenly remembered the iron lump. From the conversation between Zhong Lin and Taoist Zi Zhu, she could see that it seemed that the thing was very precious, and the most important thing was that Zhong Lin attached great importance to it.

That thing can be said to be nothing special except researching value. Besides, no one can regard it as a good thing, so it doesn't work.

Mr. Zhang still shook his head.

This is not OK, that is not OK. What kind of thing is needed?

Duran said with a mouth flattened.

The things that can be used as treasures in the store must first be something that is not available in other stores, that is, something very special, and something valuable. Once such things are placed in the store, the level of our antique store can be improved immediately.

Mr. Zhang said slowly.

It’s simple to say, where can I find such things? It would be great if I could travel through time. Now I will travel through time to ancient times immediately. If I come back with some bottles and jars, they will definitely be authentic and can be regarded as treasures in the store.

Duran's blurted out words unexpectedly reminded Zhong Lin.

How do you see these things?

Zhong Lin said, pointing to the pile of objects on the Eight Immortals table beside him and said.

This Eight Immortals Table was moved from Mr. Zhang's house. It is made of the best rosewood, so it is perfect for putting it in an antique shop.

I'm going, it's a hell, where did these things come from?

Zong Qiang widened his eyes. He clearly remembered that the Eight Immortals Table was still empty just now, but why did he put so many things in a blink of an eye? What kind of pottery, bone utensils, silk, and wood carvings are all kinds of pottery, bone utensils, silk, and wood carvings.

Zhong Lin, where did these things come from?

Mr. Zhang's eyes were already emitting green light.

I traveled back to ancient times two days ago, and these things were brought back from ancient times!
Chapter completed!