God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun woke up early the next morning, thought for a moment, and realized that he still had nothing to do. After eating breakfast, he wandered and went to the treasure pavilion again.

"Sister Tang, what are you doing?"

When Song Yun arrived at the Treasure Pavilion, he saw Tang Miaomiao sorting things and preparing to go out.

Tang Miaomiao was going to buy some antiques, but the things in the store were not enough to sell. This was really a headache. She was exhausted for this time.

Song Yun was helpless in this matter. He did have a hand in picking up leaks. The antiques he got were basically sold in treasure boxes. It was impossible to pick up every day, and it was even impossible to pick up dozens of leaks a day.

"Song Yun, do you have anything to do today?"

Seeing Song Yun coming so early, Tang Miaomiao thought of an idea.

Song Yun shook his head, nothing happened.

"If you have nothing to do, just help me look at the store."

"If something happens halfway, just close the shop."

Tang Miaomiao knew about the treasure pavilion. Although there are no antiques for sale now, you still have to open the door when you can open the door. This is the basic rule of business. When a customer comes to see the door closed, he thinks it is closed.

Song Yun nodded and agreed. He has nothing to do and nowhere to go. Drinking tea and reading books in the treasure pavilion is very comfortable. If you are really bored, you can go shopping.

Tang Miaomiao is gone.

Song Yun boiled the water and found some tea casually. The level of his own tea was not enough. There was no need to spoil good tea. He brewed a large pot casually, took a book on antique collection, and sat on the sofa to read it.

Song Yun is very leisurely. Many times in the antique shop, wishers are hooked. It is basically impossible to stand at the gate to recruit customers, not to mention that there are no antiques in the store at this time. What he has to do In fact, it is very simple. It is just to open the store door. If someone comes to greet and socialize, it doesn't take much effort. There is nothing to sell in the store.

Song Yun nestled in the sofa reading a book. When he was tired, he got up and walked twice. When he was thirsty, he would drink a big cup of tea he made.

Song Yun felt a little hungry. He looked at the time and found that it was a little noon, so he patted his head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I was so immersed, I knew it was so late, and at this time I didn't have the heart to go out to eat. Something, I simply ordered a takeaway. After the order was over, I continued to read. Not long after I heard a sound of footsteps, I thought it was a takeaway. When I looked up, it was an old man who was almost 60 years old and had gray hair. Although the spirit and spirit are good, they are at the level of ordinary people. Although they are swift when walking, they can see that their body is not particularly good. He is carrying a large bag in his hand and looks heavy.

Song Yun immediately stood up and walked over.

"This old gentleman, I don't know how I can help you?"

Song Yun said while leading the other person to the sofa and sat down. The old man didn’t take over the bag, he didn’t know, and he didn’t want to help others. This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to do in an antique shop, and he doesn’t know what’s inside. However, taking over is likely to cause huge troubles for yourself.

"My name is Fang Wu, you are an antique shop here, don't know if you accept anything?"

Fang Wu was not polite, and directly explained his intentions, but the sweat bead on one end did not bother to drink tea.

"Come!"

"As long as things are good, of course they will be accepted."

Song Yun nodded, and there was no such old man named Fang Wu who came here to sell something.

Treasure Pavilion lacks a lot of antiques. If it is really good, it must be collected, and it must be collected.

"Mr. Fang, you can rest assured that if things are good, I will definitely give you the highest price. It is absolutely impossible for other stores to give you higher prices than mine."

Song Yun is very confident about this. The reason is very simple. One is that he has the ability to identify the value of antiques. It is very accurate. With this as a basis, it is of course very accurate when setting the price. Another more important thing is the current management of Jumbo Pavilion. The strategy is small profits but quick turnover. Don't pay too much attention to the price difference when collecting antiques. When collecting antiques in other stores, you must leave enough profit margins, because you don't know when the antiques will be sold. There is no such problem in Jumbo Pavilion. Antiques are simply not enough to sell. As long as there is a profit margin of 10% or 5%, if it is a relatively high-value antique, even 1% profit margin can be used. If you resell it, you can make money, and there is no situation of suppressing goods.

Fang Wu nodded, opened the bag he had brought, took out the contents, and placed it on a large table next to it that was specially used to identify antiques.

Song Yun took a look and found that it was a scroll. After opening it, it was blank, with nothing written on it.

"Mr. Fang, we accept this thing!"

"I don't know what price you want."

Song Yun made a decision right away. The white light emitted by this scroll is not weak at all, it must be a good thing.

"I don't know how much this kind of thing is worth. Would you like to ask the boss for a price?"

Fang Wu thought for a while and kicked the ball back.