pappabearbooks Chapter 1964: Strange stall owner
Chapter 1964: Strange stall owner
The ghost market first appeared outside Deshengmen.
In fact, the specific rumors are similar. Basically, many formerly wealthy families at that time were in decline. In order to make a living, they had to sell the treasures, calligraphy and paintings passed down from their families.
Because of their reputation, they were too embarrassed to come out and set up stalls directly.
So I can only quietly come to the roadside at night.
At that time, people basically carried lanterns, which looked very scary, like ghost lights and shadows, hence the name.
The ghost market in Panjiayuan is actually somewhat famous in the industry, but there are only very few people who come here at night.
Lin Ran knew very well that the ghost market in this era was the real flea market, a place where real treasures could be found.
The prerequisite is to have a discerning eye for treasures.
It’s similar to Panjiayuan during the day, and sells a very complete range of things.
There are calligraphy, paintings, porcelain and four treasures of the study from all eras.
Compared to Panjiayuan during the day, it is a little more deserted.
But it retains the original taste of Panjiayuan.
Look at the goods without asking where they come from.
More and more people are entering the industry, which has also led to changes in many domestic rules.
For example, during the day, many people will ask where this thing comes from.
At first, most of the stall owners would tacitly choose not to answer.
But when many people ask, stall owners will often excuse themselves by citing family heirlooms or various excuses collected from the countryside.
In addition, the threshold for setting up a stall is getting higher and higher, and inspections are also very strict.
It is basically impossible for the cultural relics excavated from the ancient tombs to appear in Panjiayuan during the day.
At night, everything is different.
The person responsible for patrolling disappeared, and the stall owners who were a little timid during the day also disappeared one after another.
Lin Ran even suspected that this was a loophole left intentionally by Pan Jiayuan, just to trick these stall owners out of the treasures they had hidden.
In this era, Panjiayuan, except for the inner and outer streets, was actually mostly flat land and had been renovated last year.
At night, this place looks particularly empty and you can basically see the end of it at a glance.
The scale is not too big, there are only about a hundred stalls, and you can see each one in time.
Lin Ran came to the first stall. The stall owner lowered his head and looked gloomy.
He instantly felt that the stall owner was an expert because he saw that his fingers were long and his palms were covered with calluses.
Based on the experience of hanging out with Liu Jingfeng for so many years, it is not difficult to judge that this person is a local master.
His stall is stocked with a large collection of china.
Recently, I have become really connected with porcelain.
Lin Ran squatted down and picked up the flashlight to check them one by one.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but although there were many things on the stall, they were all defective, damaged, and unevenly glazed.
Just when he felt disappointed and was about to leave, he saw an interesting item.
However, Lin Ran did not get straight to the point.
Instead, he picked up a Qing Dynasty folk kiln porcelain nearby and asked: "Boss, how do you sell this vase?"
The boss raised his head, glanced at Lin Ran first, and then at the vase in his hand.
He showed a dismissive smile and said: "100 yuan."
Lin Ran was shocked. This boss looked hard to talk to.
"Are the vases from folk kilns in the Qing Dynasty so expensive?"
The boss raised his head again and stared at Lin Ran.
He turned out to be a knowledgeable person.
He immediately changed his words and said, "What do you think of this number?"
After speaking, he gestured with six fingers in his hand.
60 yuan.
The culture of the ghost market spread, and many young people came to join in the fun.
But these young people are often just joining in the fun and have no intention of actually buying.
At first glance, the boss thought that Lin Ran was this kind of person, so he casually offered a high price in an attempt to pay him off.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ran recognized the origin of the porcelain in front of him.
Lin Ran nodded and put the vase down.
In fact, he is also testing whether the boss understands or not.
Some stall owners couldn't even tell what was on their stalls, and the lion opened his mouth.
For this kind of stall owner, Lin Ran could only use diversion methods to fight for his own interests.
But the stall owner in front of me is obviously not the same. He sees things very accurately, and the price he gives is close to the market price.
Of course, it refers to the market price close to the used goods trading market.
There is a reason why their things are not sold in antique shops.
Some people are afraid of being identified by antique shop owners, while others are blocked by antique shop owners.
In short, it was basically because of personal reasons that it was inconvenient to enter the antique store for transactions, and because I couldn't get Panjiayuan's stall qualification, I secretly set up a stall at night.
This is also why ghost markets can make money.
Not everyone can pick up treasures from the ghost market. For example, the stall owner in front of you, the most valuable thing in his stall is actually hidden among a pile of ordinary goods.
It was obviously intentional.
Lin Ran judged through intuition that his boss was a knowledgeable person. Instead of thinking that snakes were just a waste of his time, it was better to get to the point directly.
In fact, the first time he came over, he noticed a special item.
There are basically bottles and cans on the stall, but this item is particularly eye-catching. At first glance, it looks like a tile.
But now there are very few families that use ceramic tiles. Only wealthy people will lay ceramic tiles in their homes, and the thickness is much thicker than the thickest ceramic tiles in my previous life.
On the surface of the tiles, there is a layer of blue and white patterns, which are simple in shape and slightly faded in color.
At a glance, you can tell it's old.
However, Lin Ran didn't dare to be sure directly. After all, in the ghost market, in addition to tomb robbers, there would also be some rag pickers who would sell strange things they picked up from nowhere.
Lin Ran became interested in this tile and asked the stall owner: "Boss, how much does this cost?"
Seeing Lin Ran take out the tiles directly, the stall owner's expression changed slightly.
"You want to buy this?"
"Look at your price." Lin Ran smiled.
The stall owner was not in a hurry to quote, but asked: "Little brother, can you tell where it comes from?"
"It's hard to tell." Lin Ran said.
"Then you still buy it?" The stall owner obviously didn't believe it.
"But I can make a guess." Lin Ran said, "Are you going to sell it?"
"I'm different from other people." The stall owner smiled. "I only sell things to people who are destined to be with me. If you don't even know what it is, I can't sell it to you, especially considering your age and the ones you use at home." Money, why not exchange for more food stamps to avoid starvation."
Lin Ran was shocked by the stall owner's words.
Is this stall owner just out of jail?
The world after rebirth has developed too fast, and productivity has soared. At the beginning of this year, items such as food stamps and meat stamps were canceled. Otherwise, with Wang Jinpeng's appetite, he would starve to death or lose weight.