Chapter 28 Jia Zizai
Zhang Nianzu and Zhao Weiming came to the antique street in the city. According to Jiutong, his future brother-in-law has a store here.
The Antique Street is very wide and is all pedestrian walkways. Both sides of the street are selling antiques and calligraphy and paintings. Although it is called antiques, it is more appropriate to call it cultural relics. Most of the items sold in the shops are Tang suits and cheongsams, four treasures of the study, and wooden carvings. The ancient coins and jades on the counters are basically all made old by modern technology. The bosses are too lazy to fool people and usually tell the truth. As long as the price is right, most people regard this place as a place to choose decorations. Of course, there are also real old things, but you have to have a good eye. In short, the chance of finding good things here is not high.
The two men pretended to stroll into the street and slowly entered the store in the middle on the left.
The shop owner is about 40 years old, with neatly combed hair, a pale face and a slight beard. He sits there with his back straight and a righteous look, as if he can broadcast a news broadcast to you at any time.
When he saw someone coming into the store, the boss didn't stand up to greet them, but continued to sit there watching TV series on his laptop.
Zhao Weiming walked around the store from west to east and then from east to west, and finally stood behind the boss and watched TV series with him for a while.
The boss took a cigarette from the cigarette box and saw someone behind him, so he handed one to Zhao Weiming. Zhao Weiming lit it up, took a puff, and whispered to Zhang Nianzu: "Well, it's fake."
Zhang Nianzu asked, "You must be Boss Jia Zizai, right?"
Jia Zizai asked politely, "What advice do you have?"
Zhao Weiming just picked up a white porcelain bottle, and Jia Zizai had already quoted a price: "That one is 180,000, it's from the Ming Dynasty official kiln, although the quality is not very good, but it is definitely worth the money."
Zhao Weiming looked at the words "made in China" on the bottom of the bottle and put it down without saying anything. The same product was sold for thirty yuan in the store next door...
Jia Zizai was not embarrassed at all, and said casually: "The Ming Dynasty was the embryonic period of capitalism, and it was normal to connect with the international community. That was a foreign trade product. You know Zheng He, right? -"
"Boss Jia," Zhang Nianzu interrupted him, "We are not here to buy anything."
Jia Zizai chuckled and said, "I don't think you're here to buy anything either." Actually, Jia Zizai wasn't lying. He really saw through the two men as soon as they came in. After working in this business for so many years, he still had some good eyesight. The light in the eyes of people who really wanted to buy something was sharp, and that was searching and looking for something. Other objects didn't exist in his eyes. The eyes of these two men were scattered, and they seemed to be interested in everything, but they certainly wouldn't buy anything. So Jia Zizai didn't bother to talk nonsense with them. A water bottle was quoted at 180,000 yuan. If he didn't buy it, he wouldn't lose anything. If he bought it, it would be like winning the jackpot. He would try his best. Although there were too many scammers and not enough fools, what if he ran into one?
Jia Zizai asked, "Since you two are not buying antiques, do you have other business to take care of?"
Zhao Weiming asked: "'''Kang Shibo' do you have any more goods?"
Jia Zizai said casually: "Kang Shibo has been unsaleable for a long time, does Ling Mailang want it?" He saw that Zhao Weiming's temperament and appearance were like those of a "man in the industry", so he did not hide anything.
Zhao Weiming asked: "Is there any difference between the two?"
Jia Zizai said: "The word 'Bo' is too conspicuous. No one will . Doesn't our industry also need industrial upgrading?"
Zhang Nianzu said helplessly: "Boss Jia, we don't buy fakes either."
"Then you guys..."
Zhao Weiming said: "We were invited by Brother Jiutong to talk to you about Sister Jiu."
When Jia Ziyi heard this, he immediately got angry and said, "What Jiutong? What Jiusao? Great, he actually hired two professional lobbyists!"
Zhang Nianzu said, "Why do you look down on him?" He had no temper even though he was called a professional lobbyist. What he was going to do next was indeed what a lobbyist did. Jiutong said that Jia Zizai would get angry whenever he saw him from a distance, let alone sit down and chat. Jiutong had no normal-looking friends around him at all. His younger brothers were all experts in debt collection, but their occupational disease was that they had fat faces and couldn't speak properly, making it even more difficult for them to negotiate.
Jia Zizai said angrily, "Who the hell is Jiutong? He runs a casino to collect gambling debts! He will die on the street sooner or later." He pointed at Zhao Weiming and asked, "Will you marry your sister to such a man?"
"I marry her? She marrying me off is more like her marrying me off." Zhao Weiming waved his hands vigorously, "Don't go off topic. Let me ask you a question from the bottom of my heart - how do you think your career is better than Jiutong's?"
Jia Zizai said confidently, "At best, I'm just a fake seller. If I'm arrested, I'll be in jail for a year or two at most and I'll be out. But if Jiutong commits a crime, it won't be a small matter. He'll either be hacked to death or beaten to death by the police. People should have a sense of loss-cutting, right?"
Zhao Weiming put out the fake cigarette that was irritating his eyes and said, "Speaking of this, I have to explain a few things to you. You really think too highly of your brother-in-law."
Jia Zizai asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhao Weiming said, "Don't make him out to be the Macau gambling king. It's not that serious. Jiutong just randomly finds places to organize people to play for money. Once this place is exposed, he will change immediately. He is a vagrant. Take the dealers he found for example. Do you think they are all pretty girls with curvy figure? No! They are all rough men. The higher you stand, the harder you fall. He is just wandering on the balcony on the second floor. No one will die."
Zhang Nianzu was speechless: "You can lose more than 500,000 yuan on the second-floor balcony?"
Jia Zizai said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense. I definitely cannot agree with this! I used to respect him as a local hero, but it turns out he is just a liar who runs a stall everywhere. He was chopped into pieces even when he was a small thug. How can he be called Nine Barrels? I think it is most appropriate to call him Four and a Half Barrels!"
Zhang Nianzu thought that the Jiutong was indeed chopped into almost half, and he was even more in awe of Jia Zizai's sharp tongue.
"Boss Jia," Zhang Nianzu said, "I can't judge Jiutong for anything else, but I think he is serious about your sister. He has been with your sister for quite some time, right?"
Jia Zizai snorted and said, "That's because my sister is blind."
Zhang Nianzu said: "If Jiu Tong was a fickle man, he would have dumped your sister long ago. Although what he did was not to your liking, he was loyal in his feelings. Did you know that he wanted to get married to your sister?"
Jia Zizai said: "Don't even think about it!"
Zhao Weiming said: "My brother Zizai, please stop making yourself uncomfortable. Even if your sister broke up with Jiutong, who would dare to want her?"
Jia Zizai said leisurely: "You don't have to worry about this. Is there anyone who wants my sister?"
Zhao Weiming said, "It's better to demolish ten temples than to break up a marriage. This is just bullshit to you, right?"
Jia Zizai said, "You know you're farting, and you still say that?"
Zhao Weiming asked: "What about hiding three but not four?"
Jia Zizai was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhang Nianzu asked, "Didn't you tell me that your sister is already three months pregnant?"
Jia Zizai was stunned and said, "I was wondering why she likes sour food so much recently--" Then he slapped his thigh and cried, "Damn Jiutong, I'm going to fight you to the death!" Jia Zizai left as soon as he said that, and rushed over the counter like the wind and strode towards the door. Zhao Weiming subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Zhang Nianzu grabbed him.
When Jia Zizai rushed to the door, he automatically slowed down his pace and glanced behind him with squinting eyes. The scene of himself being furious and the two people trying to persuade him emerged in his mind. However, after waiting for a long time, no one came forward, so he had to fight with the doorknob for a long time. Looking back, he saw Zhao Weiming studying the "official kiln of the Ming Dynasty , and Zhang Nianzu was playing with his mobile phone.
Jia Zizai turned back to the counter like the wind, and said as if what happened just now had never happened: "How about this, you ask Jiu Tong to come over, I want to talk to him!"
