Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

"Wang Shizhen's manuscript? Is it true or false? The shopkeeper, there are such good goods, how can you hide it and not take it out?" As soon as Boss Cheng's rough voice came out, the guests who came to the antique store, all the insiders, had eyes All lit up.

"The shopkeeper, I'm a regular customer of Wen Ruixiang, can't you sell it to others?"

"Wang Shizhen? Wang Shizhen's manuscript? Don't rob me. The old man's favorite in his life is Wang Shizhen."

The antique shop was instantly lively.

Wen Shan carefully collected these precious red manuscripts, soothing everyone's emotions, "Everyone, everyone, please be calm, listen to me, and Xiaoyan and I have identified these three manuscripts as Wang Shizhen's manuscripts in the Qing Dynasty. , but this is not our Wen Ruixiang's property, but this little comrade's."

In an instant, Jiang Mu became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Little comrade, are you willing to sell these three manuscripts? I will definitely give you a fair price." It was Boss Cheng, who was also a big businessman in the Shanghai market.

"Little comrade, we met again. Last time we cooperated very happily. We really have fate. I didn't cheat you last time. You should believe in my character, right?" Professor Yi said this.

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows and respected the old professor very much, "Of course I believe it. You are highly respected, how could you do something humiliating?"

Professor Yi nodded with a smile, his eyes lit up, staring at the three manuscripts, "Then can this Wang Shizhen's manuscript be sold to me?"

Jiang Mu hadn't spoken yet, and the other customers in the store were embarrassed.

"Professor Yi, you can't say that. You're a collector and I'm a businessman, but that doesn't mean I'll cheat people, little comrade. I'm a serious antique dealer. You don't have to worry about the price."

Another middle-aged man walked by and was bound to get this manuscript.

Jiang Mu was surrounded by a group of people, and Wen Liyan stood tightly beside her, like a dutiful bodyguard.

Wen Liyan frowned slightly, feeling that the surrounding air was getting more and more turbid, the weather was already hot, Jiang Mu frowned and raised his voice, "Everyone please! Everyone! I know everyone is interested in Wang Shizhen's manuscript, You can discuss with the young master of the Wen family over there."

Then hula la, the people who were originally around Jiang Mu and Wen Liyan all went to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan had previously made a bet with Jiang Mu that the excitement of getting a manuscript had all disappeared. Looking at the customers in the store, many of whom he was very familiar with, Wen Yan could only be forced to discuss it with everyone.

As a family member of Wen, Wen Yan is different from Wen Ru. Wen Ru is naive and not interested in making money, but she is a first-class player in spending money. She is barely supporting the family business.

But Wen Yan is different. He may not be familiar with other businesses, but he understands these things in the antique shop very well.

These people are regulars of Wen Ruixiang. He definitely can't give up. He can only negotiate the price with everyone. A small auction just started.

Wen Yan glared at Jiang Mu: Wait!

Jiang Mu gave him a bright smile, and the white little tiger teeth were very cute.

Wen Yan was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.

Jiang Mu escaped safely.

The four of them stood in a row, smiling and looking at Wen Yan, who was holding the moon with the stars.

Sun Quan: "As expected of the young master, I really want that to happen."

Hou Liangliang: "It's really amazing, I can't do it anyway."

Jiang Mu: "As expected of Sister Wen's younger brother, she looks quite decent. She is not weak at all in front of everyone at such a young age. She is elegant and calm, and she is at ease. It seems that Sister Wen will not have to worry about it in the future."

Wen Liyan frowned and whispered, "Is he that powerful? Isn't it very simple?"

Jiang Mu shook his head, "It's not easy, but he's worse than me."

Wen Liyan agreed, "You are more powerful."

After Jiang Mu heard this, he turned his head to look at him, a little surprised, "You can do it, you are really getting better at speaking."

Wen Liyan's ears turned red, but his smile became more gentle, "What I said is the truth."

"But for you, this matter is really simple. After all, you are a scholar, and you should be able to do better." Jiang Mu said.

Wen Liyan's eyes lit up, he was praised, and his smile became more gentle.

"Hey, Brother Mu is Brother Mu, this time I lost my heart." Hou Liangliang said with emotion, looking at the excited appearance of these people, it was very valuable.

It's all scumbags who choose big ones from a pile of old objects. What he chooses is really rubbish, and what other people choose is that kind of manuscript.

Jiang Mu patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Luck! It's all luck! It's just good luck."

Hou Liangliang looked at her enviously, "I want such luck too."

Jiang Mu looked at him with a serious face, "This luck is not for everyone. Although the young master is very stinky and proud, what he just said makes sense. Buying these old things depends on eyesight, What’s important is the accumulation of knowledge and years of experience, and it can’t depend on luck.”

Hou Liangliang was frightened by her solemn tone, "No, I'll just say it casually, feel free to sigh, Brother Mu, you are more serious than my father, it's too scary!"

"It's fine for you to sigh casually, unless you really want to get involved in the antique business, prepare to study it carefully, and continue to run this business in the future, otherwise, don't spend any money in this area, and you can't have gambling in your heart, otherwise it is very likely will be deceived."

Jiang Mu said.

Hou Liangliang understood, and the smile on his face became vivid, "Brother Mu still cares about me, brother Mu, don't worry, I still have to save money to buy a game console, those dishes and bowls are not comparable to my game console. ?"

Jiang Mu was relieved, "That's good." She was really afraid of taking the monkey down the wrong path. Uncle Hou usually gave him a lot of pocket money. If the monkey recognized the antiques to make money, he would spend all his money here. Above, start gambling on luck, and that's bad.

In this industry, those who suffer, those who are cheated, and those who fall into the pit are countless. Hou Liangliang looks like a child of a rich family. If anyone wants to cheat him, he will be slaughtered and fattened. Sheep, it won't kill him!

"No, Brother Mu, this manuscript is so valuable, do you really want to give it to the young master?" Hou Liangliang asked.

Jiang Mu raised his brows, "How is that possible?"

"Hey, Jiang Mu, can't you talk without counting? You have made a bet on Gen Wenyan. If you can't find a fake in the store, you will have to share the Wenyan!"

Ji Xiaoyu didn't give up, "Don't think that Wen Yan doesn't have time to pay attention to you, so you can cheat. I'm watching here. You must take this one out for Wen Yan."

"You also said that we made a bet, so why do you think I can't find a fake?" Jiang Mu walked to the shelf, looked at the china on the shelf, and began to observe.

Ji Xiaoyu also chased after him, with a proud look on his face, "You mustn't find it, all the objects in Wen Ruixiang were taken care of by Uncle Wen and the shopkeeper in the store, and Wen Yan even more so. Look, how can there be fakes here?"

Jiang Mu's eyes did not leave the objects on the shelf, "In this world, is there anything that is impossible?"

"Little comrade, don't say it, it's really impossible to find a fake in our Wen Ruixiang." A guy said very proudly.

"So confident?" Jiang Mu asked casually.

"That's natural. We Wen Ruixiang are a time-honored brand with a history of more than 100 years. The shopkeepers in the store are all brought down from generation to generation. time. Therefore, in our Wen Ruixiang store, there will be absolutely no counterfeit goods!"

Man is full of confidence.

"That's right, we are willing to come here to buy things because we know that Wen Ruixiang is genuine and innocent, and we are afraid of sending fakes. It's okay to spend a lot of money to buy the real thing. If you buy a fake, don't you say no A fire?"

A guest said that his words were full of trust in Wen Ruixiang.

Jiang Mu secretly marveled, Wen Jia is really amazing, an antique shop can convince customers that it is not something ordinary people can do. It is possible to punch eyes and buy fakes.

It is unusual for Wen Ruixiang to be able to make the guests so trustworthy.

Time passed, and Wang Shizhen's manuscripts over Wen Yan had been negotiated to collect money. Jiang Mu only moved a few steps, and was still in front of the shelf, staring at the china.

Wen Yan came over, negotiated a deal, and was very happy, "Okay, don't look at it, you can't be so lucky every time, we Wen Ruixiang, there can't be fakes, so you can take it easy. I have a share of this manuscript, and I am willing to admit defeat!"

"Wen Yan is right, I am willing to admit defeat! Don't be shy, Wen Yan is not considered a loss just now, so I promise that without your permission, he will not help others identify antiques. How come you are here? Changed?"

Ji Xiaoyujiao questioned, and then sneered, "I think you are greedy for money! Saying you are down..." She stopped, but changed her way, "If you say you haven't seen the world, you just haven't seen it. In the world, seeing money is open to eyes, and you won't admit it if you lose!"

She turned around and pulled La Wenyan's arm, "She doesn't abide by the bet, so you don't have to! Why don't you do the appraisal if she doesn't let you do the appraisal?"

"Also, I don't think you should be friends with this kind of person." Ji Xiaoyu gave Jiang Mu a blank look, but she couldn't stand her.

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