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Chapter 890 Fire the first shot?

Many people felt that the name "Xue Chen" was vaguely familiar, but for a while they couldn't think of where they had heard it. After being reminded, most people suddenly realized that they had seen it at the 20th anniversary celebration of Gudezhai.

On that day, Gu Dezhou, the shopkeeper of Gudezhai, took out an imported object shaped like a pagoda with three circles of Sanskrit codes on it. He said on the spot that whoever could open this object could take away an antique worth millions.

At that time, it could be said that the house was full of distinguished guests, not the core figures in the entire Beijing antique circle, but there were about 10 or 20 of them, and there were even two old gentlemen who received state subsidies. However, with so many people, no one was able to open it.

In the end, a boy with a foreign accent unscrewed it three times and took out the relic hidden inside. At that time, this incident went viral in the antique circles of the capital.

Even after so long, someone still mentions it occasionally.

Thinking of Xue Chen's origins and knowing that he was planning to open a new antique shop in Liulichang, they all secretly thought that it was this boy.

Xue Chen left a deep impression on these people. Knowing that his knowledge and abilities were beyond ordinary people, they all looked eagerly to see if he could stand on this street.

After nearly a week of busy work, the former Haoqizhai has undergone considerable changes both internally and externally. The plaque outside was replaced, and the four pairs of couplets on both sides had to be removed. After all, the store now has more than 100 stores.

Now that we are dealing with paper, ink, pens and inkstones, it would be inappropriate to hang those four couplets.

Naturally, the interior had to be re-decorated, with a new layout and planning, giving the store a completely new look and a new atmosphere.

On this day, as soon as Xue Chen came to the store, he was greeted by a person who rushed to him excitedly. It was none other than Hong Qing.

That time, Xue Chen took out the relics and was naturally rewarded by Gude Zhai to select an antique worth millions. However, he did not accept it and instead passed the opportunity to Hong Qing, who had only known him for less than half a day.

Just because he felt that Hong Qing and some of his feelings made him feel close to each other. Seeing Hong Qing, he seemed to see himself when he had just entered Daxing as an apprentice, so he helped him.

When Hong Qing saw Xue Chen, his lips trembled slightly and he swallowed, but he was confused about how to call him. Brother Xue? But Xue Chen didn't look older than him. Calling him Mr. Xue? He was confused again.

Finally, he shouted excitedly: "Xue Chen..."

Seeing Hong Qing coming, Xue Chen was also very happy. He pointed to the chair and said: "Hong Qing, it's you, sit down quickly."

"Hey." Hong Qing sat down on the chair and looked at Xue Chen, still very excited, "I heard that you came to the capital and opened a shop at Haoqi Zhai, so I came over immediately. I didn't expect it to be true.

You are very nice."

Xue Chen also sat down beside him, and the two started chatting.

"I thought I would never see you again." Hong Qing said urgently.

Although he knew what Hong Qing meant, Xue Chen still felt a little awkward when he heard it, so he smiled and said, "I remember you were working in Ziqi Tower. How was it? Did it go well?"

"It's very good. Master said that I have entered the market now. In another year and a half, I will be able to stand alone. It's just one of those small shops from other places that want to sit on Liuli Street and show people their things.

You still have to train for ten or eight years." Hong Qing wiped his nose and said happily.

"It's pretty good." Xue Chen nodded.

Looking at Hong Qing, he really felt as if he was looking at his past self. If he hadn't obtained the ancient jade by chance, his life trajectory should be similar to Hong Qing's, or even worse than Hong Qing's.

After all, Ziqilou is a store in Liulichang in the capital. If you tell the truth, it is more respectable than a pawn shop in Haicheng.

This is just like graduating from a prestigious school. When applying for jobs elsewhere, you have to be looked down upon.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the similar life trajectories and Hong Qing's good character that he had a very good impression of Hong Qing and was willing to say a few more words.

"Xue Chen, I came to you today because I have something to tell you." Hong Qing, who had been smiling happily just now, spoke slower, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Xue Chen asked in a normal tone.

"You still remember, you gave me a black clay pot from Longshan. I originally planned to keep it for the rest of my life, but I sold it some time ago..."

Speaking of selling the million-dollar Longshan black clay pot that Xue Chen gave to him, Hong Qing showed depression and guilt on his face, lowered his head, and spoke in a low and depressed tone.

Hong Qing said at the time that he dreamed of owning a decent collection, and Xue Chen helped him do it, a Longshan black clay pot worth millions, a very rare good thing, Hong Qing was so excited that he almost fainted, and secretly

I vowed to treasure it for a lifetime.

However, Hong Qing did not do it, but bought it. The reason was of course simple enough. He needed money urgently, and it was not a small amount of money. When his old father was pulling a stone, his car overturned and his leg was broken. He needed to replace the artificial bone.

Stand up, otherwise you will be paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life. The two bones on your left and right plus the surgery fee are almost two hundred thousand.

Also, my younger sister is admitted to college and needs some money.

There was really nothing he could do, so Hong Qing took the Longshan black clay pot that he would hold in his hands and rub it every night before going to bed, almost holding it in his arms while sleeping. He found a seller and sold the money to his father to replace it with an artificial skeleton, girl.

I also went to college successfully.

"Is this what you are talking about?" Xue Chen looked at Hong Qing, feeling a little confused. This is not a big deal. He needs money urgently, so just sell it. Collection is of course not as valuable as his family's health and education.

important.

Hong Qing lowered his head: "I always feel that I'm sorry for you..."

"I'm sorry?" Xue Chen didn't understand what Hong Qing meant for a while.

"You gave it to me because I said that I want to have a collection that I can use, so I should keep it forever. However, I have sold it now, and I have let down your good intentions." Hong Qing looked up and looked up.

She glanced at him and said, "I had already thought about it when I came here. Since I sold the black clay pot, I don't have the face to keep this money. Now I still have 800,000 yuan left in my hand. I will transfer it all to you later."

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After listening to Hong Qing's words, Xue Chen gradually understood what was going on. Looking at Hong Qing, whose eyes were sincere and not fake at all, he chuckled and shook his head and said, "I thought it was something. What do you think?"

There are too many things to live up to. Since I gave them to you, they are yours. You can do whatever you want with them. If you sell them, sell them. Things are dead, but people are alive.

Yes, which one is lighter and which one is more important is lighter."

"Do you really not blame me for selling it?" Hong Qing looked at him carefully and asked.

"Of course it's not strange, don't think too much about it." He thought that something extraordinary had happened, that he had sold the black clay pot from Longshan, but looking at Hong Qing, he changed his mind and realized that maybe this was the case.

Depending on where you stand, your attitude towards one thing will be different.

Putting himself in his shoes, if someone suddenly gave him an antique worth millions for his collection when he was still an appraisal apprentice in Daxing, what would his mood be like? I'm afraid he would be just like Hong Qing, too excited.

I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

And if you really need money urgently one day and have to sell the antiques, will you feel a little panicked, worried that the person who gave it to you will be angry and think that he is greedy for money, so he sold it?

Hui Hui was as worried as Hong Qing.

After thinking about this, he said a few more words, telling Hong Qing not to think too much. As for the money from the sale, he didn't need to give it to him, he could just keep it for himself.

After the matter was settled, Hong Qing let out a long sigh of relief: "Xue Chen, I won't bother you anymore. I'm going back first. If you need help with anything, just come to me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help."

"Well, thank you for your kindness. See you later." He stood at the door and saw Hong Qing off. When he turned back and walked back to the store, Li Lingchun walked up to him.

"Boss, it's time to bring some of the things you brought from your hometown to the store. On the opening day, I'll get some and put them on the shelves in the lobby. Just take them down after the opening."

"Huh?" Xue Chen didn't react for a moment.

"Of course it's for the sake of appearance, to tell the customers that our store has good stuff, so we don't need it normally." Li Lingchun explained.

"Oh, if that's the case, fine, I'll bring them all in the afternoon."

Xue Chen usually drives the Lamborghini that Jing Yunxing borrowed from him. It is very powerful, but it is just that. It is no wonder that Jing Yunxing does not drive it on weekdays. With the road conditions in Beijing, unless he has wings and can fly, it will not matter.

Even if it’s an F1 car, you have to queue up and climb slowly.

It was even more unrealistic to use a Lamborghini to pull goods, so I called Gao Dewei and got a box truck. He emptied more than thirty black leather boxes into the store and put them in the room on the third floor that served as a storage room.

Li Lingchun looked at the list that Xue Chen could come up with and knew that there were quite a few. However, he was slightly shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. He casually opened a few boxes and took a look at them. He saw that they were all in good condition.

I couldn't help but nod my head repeatedly.

Looking at this batch of antiques, Li Lingchun is not worried that the opening of the new store will be deserted.

When Gao Dewei asked and found out where these antiques were obtained, even Li Lingchun was a little confused. Did he win them from a prince?

"Is this okay?" Gao Dewei looked weird and didn't know what to say.

"I thought the boss had many channels to get goods..." Li Lingchun said.

"Channels?" Xue Chen scratched his head, "To tell you the truth, what I lack most is channels."

"Let's not talk about other things. With such a batch of good things, the opening of the new store will definitely be the first shot." Gao Dewei said with a smile.
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