The years of red flags

Chapter 1367 Overseas Shopping
The construction of the capital is coming to an end, and next year will be the Olympic Games. In order to welcome the world with a brand new look in 2008, the overall construction speed has been raised to a higher level.

Because there are construction companies everywhere outside, and before going out, we have to think about what day it is and what kind of car we need to drive. So the whole family started taking the subway to make travel easier.

Because Jiang Qiubai's school is not far away, his family specially bought him a Giant. It's not that he can't afford a good car. It's not a problem for this guy to buy a Trek Butterfly with the money in his own card. The key is to support domestic products. , for a child, Giant is already a good car, and in the circle of middle school students, it is already relatively high-end.

That is to say, Lan Jieying is more worried about his safety, otherwise Jiang Hua actually wants to equip his child with a Xinri electric car.

In fact, Jiang Hua felt that Lan Jieying was overthinking. Nowadays, there are so many electric cars on the street. As long as they obey the traffic rules and wear safety helmets, there is no danger.

As for some people not obeying traffic rules, for next year's Olympic Games, the capital has made great efforts to regulate traffic. As long as there are street intersections, there are traffic police. Who dares to be arrogant? Last year, Wolf Warrior was arrested even if he moved his car while drinking. This shows that law enforcement So powerful.

When Jiang Hua is bored, he will go to his Guanfu Museum to take a look. He has the privilege. Others can look at the cultural relics on display from a distance and not play with them. Jiang Hua can quietly ask the staff to take the cultural relics away. Take it off first, and then play with it carefully in the office alone.

Xiao Ma often sat opposite Jiang Hua with a smile on his face, watching the toys he played with.

"Mr. Jiang, your privilege is a bit serious."

"It's all our own, and we don't want anyone to touch it."

Xiao Ma shook his head: "You can touch it, but you have to be careful. The brush washer you have is from Jun Kiln."

"Can I not know? This is what I sent here." Jiang Hua said confidently: "My Bi Xi and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Please don't disturb our reunion."

"I don't want to disturb your reunion. The key is that this is insured. It will be very difficult for the insurance company if you do this."

Jiang Hua said nonchalantly. "If it's difficult to handle, then don't do it."

Xiao Ma quickly took a sip of water: "I was scared to death. I thought you were going to lift the table. If you want to lift the table, tell me in advance so that I can be prepared. This teapot belongs to Gu Jingzhou. Although it is not a cultural relic, it is still It’s such a good thing, it would be a shame to waste it.”

"Tch, whoever you are talking about doesn't seem to have Gu Jingzhou's pot." Jiang Hua said proudly, "I still have a Shi Dabin pot at home, but I haven't even taken it out to show off."

"This is where you are not authentic. Sometimes you should take out the pot and let everyone see and appreciate it."

Jiang Hua said proudly: "It's just a time pot. If there's anything good about it, I'd be embarrassed to take it out and let outsiders see it. They'd think I didn't collect anything good."

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer treasures." Xiao Ma sighed: "Whether it is Panjiayuan or Liulichang, or the famous antique distribution centers from south to north in our country, they are all fake and true. You can wander around You may not be able to find a real thing in half a year.”

Jiang Hua put down the pen washer in his hand and said with a smile: "You can take a longer view. Since you can't find good stuff at home, you can go abroad to find it."

"Where are you going? Little Japan or Southeast Asia?"

Jiang Hua shook his head: "You can go to Chou Country, go to Europe, and stay away from the Confucian cultural circle. The people there have different aesthetics from us, and most of the European antique dealers there don't know our stuff. Isn't this just a mistake for you to pick up?" Is there a chance?”

"I've been to the antique shop over there, and there are indeed a lot of our treasures in it, but you're not stupid at all." Xiao Ma said helplessly: "People have shown it out in China, and they have already consulted clearly. And when you see our oriental faces, you’re asking for money. There’s nothing you can get for free.” “That’s why you went to the wrong place.”

Xiao Ma asked curiously: "I went to the wrong place, so where should I go to pick it up?"

"When you go to those antique shops, isn't it equivalent to picking up leaks in Rongbaozhai? Have you ever picked up leaks in Rongbaozhai?"

"Isn't that nonsense? The master of Rongbaozhai has better eyesight than me. If I can pick up leaks in his hands, I might as well go to the Forbidden City to pick up leaks."

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "In China, you spend most of your time picking up food at street stalls. The same applies abroad."

"But there is no antique stall market like Panjiayuan in foreign countries."

Jiang Hua nodded firmly: "Actually, there is still one, but it's not called an antique market."

"What's that called?"

"Flea market, yard sale, second-hand goods market." Jiang Hua smiled: "It's just selling second-hand goods. It has the same meaning as when Panjiayuan first started."

"It turns out they are these places. I've heard of them, but I've never been there. I always thought those places sold second-hand household appliances or second-hand clothes."

"Isn't it the same at the beginning of Panjiayuan? Second-hand furniture and clothes were sold. Later, when the Eight Banners declined, the untalented Eight Banners disciples took out their home gadgets and sold them. Panjiayuan slowly became antiques. Is there a market?"

"I see, I've been taught a lesson, and there is such a nice place. I have to go shopping when I have some free time."

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "There is another place that may have antiques, and the price will not be too high, but it is not very safe."

"Where?"

"The black market? It's similar to our ghost market. Everything in it is shady. You also know that the ugly country has its own national conditions. There are more thefts and robberies, and there are more stolen goods."

"Yeah." Xiao Ma nodded: "It's best not to visit this place. There are a lot of deadly things there, and the black market is not suitable for kind people like us."

"For someone like you, just go to the second-hand market."

Xiao Ma asked curiously: "What does that yard sale mean?"

"This is a channel for antique dealers in Europe and other countries to purchase goods." Jiang Hua explained: "For example, in a certain family, an old man died in the family, and the children did not want the house. Before selling the house, they wanted to live in the house. His old things were sold first, so a yard sale was held. The antique dealers would randomly look around the house and see what they liked. Then they would bid. After all the valuable things were bought, the rest would be thrown into the trash can. Then package the house up and sell it.”

"We also have this kind of prodigal selling method here." Xiao Ma said with a smile: "The older generation collects it when they are older, but the younger generation doesn't like it. When the older generation leaves, the younger generation will collect it." Such a waste of money.”

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