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    Books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, strange stones, jades, mahogany furniture and other products are dazzling and distributed in different areas of the market.  This kind of layout is also more convenient for Meng Zitao and the others.

    In addition to some vendors who specialize in doing business in Heroes Mountain, like other antique markets, some itinerant vendors will bring some items obtained from various channels to sell on weekends.

    The origins of these things are also varied. Some are passed down from home or old things purchased from the streets; some are mainly banknotes, ancient coins, tickets, and jade; some are mainly tickets, tickets, and stock certificates.  Mainly, etc.; in addition, there are also mainly antique furniture and so on.

    Most of the local stalls are used books, but there are also collectors who buy books, tickets, stock certificates, comic books, etc. from the Liberated Areas at very cheap prices.

    Speaking of which, this place is called the Cultural Market. In addition to being a book market, the things here are also related to "literature", such as literary toys, rare stones and jade, calligraphy and paintings, study supplies, study supplies, etc.

    These are exactly what Meng Zitao wants, because he mainly collects cultural toys. In addition, He Wanyi and Tian Mengmeng also like to visit here, because many things can be used for them to DIY jewelry, bracelets, etc.

    At this time, He Wanyi and Tian Mengmeng were bargaining with the stall owner for an olive stone bracelet.  They are all beauties. He Wanyi has developed a good eloquence since she started doing business. She is the main attacker, with Tian Mengmeng assisting her. After a while, the stall owner was confused and confused, and he vaguely agreed to He Wanyi's price.  .

    Just when He Wanyi was about to pay, the stall owner seemed to come to his senses and cried out: "Hey, oh, aunt, I really can't do it at this price. I'm really losing money for you. I thought I'd take a long trip.  It¡¯s also to support the family, so do your best and add a little more.¡±

    "Come on, you will lose money, and the sows will climb up the trees. Besides, you agreed to the price, so there is no reason to regret it?"

    At this time, Tian Mengmeng was completely different from the silly look she had just now. This was exactly what she said yesterday. She just didn't like to use her brain and was not really stupid. When she went shopping, she became extremely shrewd.  , sometimes I have to nag the stall owner for a long time just for a dollar, which makes the stall owner want to cry and everyone wants to laugh.

    The stall owner said with a sad face: "If this business can be done, can I not do it? Your price is really too low. I can't even get it back. You can increase the price, otherwise it will be difficult for me to sell."

    Meng Zitao said: "Boss, you are breaking the rules by saying this without any regrets. If I agree to a higher price and regret it, what will you think?"

    "Uh" The stall owner seemed a little hesitant. Of course he understood the rules of this business, but if he sold it, he would basically not make any money, which made him a little reluctant.

    Meng Zitao then said: "Okay, I won't embarrass you. You just said that the olive stone carved bracelets here cost one thousand and two. I will get one for one thousand. My girlfriend's one is still the same price. What do you think?"  "

    The stall owner thought for a while and asked, "Which one do you want?"

    Meng Zitao took out an olive stone carved bracelet: "Just this one, how about it?"

    Seeing that the bracelet Meng Zitao chose looked relatively new, the stall owner nodded and said, "Okay, I'll pay the price you said."

    Meng Zitao directly paid for the two bracelets, then took the things and left.

    After walking a few steps, Tian Mengmeng kept chattering: "Brother Zitao, you are too talkative. If you want me to say something, you don't have to pay attention to him at all. If he dares not to sell, we will scold him to death. If you don't talk,  Does it still make sense?"

    Zhong Jinxian laughed: "It's hard to say who will suffer and who will gain."

    "Ah, you won't miss it, right?" Tian Mengmeng's voice was a little loud because of her surprise, which attracted the attention of the surrounding pedestrians, which made her stick out her tongue in embarrassment.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "There are too many people now, let's talk about this later."

    Although everyone was curious about what the bracelet Meng Zitao chose was, they also knew that now was not the time to talk, so they didn¡¯t ask any more questions.

    Time passed quickly, and it was almost eight o'clock in the blink of an eye. Everyone got up early today, so I just ate some bread or something. I was hungry now after shopping, so I left the cultural relics market and found a relatively clean snack.  Shop for breakfast.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? can ??ordered some soy milk, fried dough sticks, barbecued meat and other Quancheng specialty breakfast. Before waiting for the waiter to serve the food, Zhong Jinxian asked about the olive stone carved bracelets just now: "Zitao, you should have solved the mystery now, right?"

    Meng Zitao was a little surprised: "What's the answer?"

    Zhong Jinxian smilesJust thousands or tens of thousands of yuan.  The Yuanqinghua that my friend got was the 'Yanyou type', otherwise I wouldn't have come all the way.  "

    Zhong Jinxian touched his nose with a little embarrassment, and Tian Mengmeng chuckled: "I know, you have to study more, or you will be embarrassed and thrown into grandma's house one day."

    "Hmm!" Zhong Jinxian coughed and quickly changed the topic and said, "Boss Song, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to go to your friend's place with you?"

    Song Peng waved his hand: "What's the inconvenience? Let's go."

    The group of people walked and chatted, and soon came to Song Peng's friend's shop. Looking at the decorations at the door from a distance, Meng Zitao couldn't help but wonder: "Boss Song, does your friend open a bookstore?"

    Song Peng replied: "Yes, he mainly does the used book business, and also brings some calligraphy and painting works. But now the used book business is getting harder and harder, so he is thinking about changing his career. He used to be very interested in porcelain, and has already  After studying for several years, I thought about starting a porcelain business in the future."

    With that said, everyone came to the door of the store, but saw a piece of cardboard hanging on the door with the word "Promotion" written on it.

    "Hey, Boss Song, you are here." When Song Peng and others came in, a middle-aged man in his forties who was sorting books on the bookshelf at the door quickly stopped what he was doing and said hello warmly.  .

    Song Peng first gave everyone a brief introduction, and then said: "I said Lao Ning, it's only been a few days, and you actually even put up a promotion sign?"

    The store owner, whose real name is Ning Ji, said with a smile: "Hey, they are only promoting ordinary versions. How can I promote real good products? I am not stupid."

    Song Peng said: "Are you determined not to do anything?"

    "Yes, there is no turning back when shooting."

    Ning Ji said with some sadness: "I have been working here for 20 years, and I still have a lot of affection for this industry. When I first sold books, everyone came to grab them. Now it is getting more and more difficult to do business. Everyone has computers at home.  How many people come to the store to buy books? You have to say that there are people looking at the books on weekends, but they just don¡¯t want to buy them. It¡¯s okay that this is a used book for me. Others sell new books, but it¡¯s just wear and tear.

    "Profits from books are too thin. I usually earn 30 to 50 cents from selling a book. Although I earn more from selling one book, I still have to pay rent and water and electricity bills. If I can't sell anything at the end of the day,  If you go out, you will lose money. My friend jokingly said that selling books is worse than selling mineral water. This is also true. Look at how many stores have closed in the market this year" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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