God Level Golden Eye

Tang Miaomiao shook his head as he spoke. This situation would never be imagined before the opening. Good business is also a distress.

"Now I have received some old customers' requests, or orders, saying that as long as there are antiques, I will notify them immediately. Do not put them on the shelves for sale. There are still many such old customers, and they are now in my hands. There are more than 20 people in the team." Tang Miaomiao reluctantly pointed to some antiques that Song Yun had brought, "I won't open the door to do business with these things. I will directly notify the old customers to come over. Pick it away when you come."

When Song Yun heard Tang Miaomiao's complaint, he couldn't help but laugh. This kind of thing turned out to be a huge distress. If this kind of words were heard by other antique shop owners, he would definitely criticize desperately.

It's not surprising that Tang Miaomiao's Treasure Pavilion had such a situation.

In recent decades, China's economy has achieved tremendous development, and people have money in their pockets, creating a large number of rich men and lovers.

As the saying goes, in troubled times, the golden age of antiques is flourishing, and people are naturally interested in antiques after they have money.

After experiencing the chaos of the first two decades, people now play antiques very rationally. To put it bluntly, they can’t help but flicker. They are afraid of buying fake things. You must know that now that science and technology are advanced, antique counterfeiting is becoming more and more sophisticated as the technology, and the fake is the real. There are more and more things, people are becoming more and more cautious when buying antiques.

After the events of the opening day were spread, Zhenbao Pavilion and Tang Miaomiao put a guarantee in the circle, as long as the things sold from here are real, the reason is very simple, Tang Miaomiao and Song Yun are both the same. Good hands, the white jade plaque is now in the store. As for the painting of Tang Bohu, it is even more magical. With these two pieces of blessing, it is difficult to think about business well. If it weren't for this, how could the antiques of Zhenbao Pavilion be sold? Out of stock?

"Sister Tang, can't you buy some antiques from your peers?"

Song Yun knew that Tang Miaomiao and Zhenbao Pavilion had a very large gap in antiques. There are many ways to solve them. Of course, one of them is to collect them yourself, and the other method is to buy like peers. In fact, buying from peers is often the most important thing. a method.

"This path doesn't work, or the effect is very limited!"

Tang Miaomiao shook his head.

"For the antiques in the antique store, the fake nine true one is the rule. In other words, there are not many real antiques in the antique store, and there are even fewer fine antiques. Even if I buy from my peers, the quantity is very limited. They must I have to first ensure the quantity of antiques in my store, and I won’t sell them to me if there are extras. In this way, there are not a few pieces at all. It is often I spent a long time talking and paying a huge price to collect one. It doesn’t make much sense."

"The other is that if my business in the store is too good, it will affect the business in other people's stores. Although these people did not say it clearly, they must be unhappy in their hearts. This led to a result. Even if I have extra antiques, I don’t want to sell it to me."

Tang Miaomiao shook his head and sighed. The method Song Yun said had already been tried, and it didn't help much.

Song Yun understood immediately that the truth in it was very simple.

"Sister Tang, what you are talking about is the situation in our local king market, right?"

"There is a direct competitive relationship with each other. It's not surprising that they will play this kind of Xiaojiu. After all, people are not for themselves, and the world is destroyed. However, we can compete with antique shops in other places. Contact and collect some antiques from their hands. In this way, I think things should be easier to solve."

Song Yun has no experience in opening an antique shop, but he has set up a stall before and understands some business principles. In the current situation, he thinks Tang Miaomiao should go to other places to buy some antiques, because there are two different places. There is no direct competition between the two different markets. Maybe things will shift in.

Tang Miaomiao was taken aback for a moment, his eyes lit up like small light bulbs, and he couldn't help but hurt his head.

"Hey!"

"I am really a pig head!"

"I even forgot this!"

At this time, Tang Miaomiao had the heart to kill himself. With such a simple solution, he couldn't remember it like a ghost.

Song Yun is right. The local antique shops are in direct competition with him. Of course he is not willing to sell too many antiques to him, but he can go to other places. For example, he can go to the capital. Those antique shops are with him. The poles cannot be hit together, as long as the price they offer is right, they have no reason not to sell.

"Song Yun, after the Gongyangqiu auction is over, you and I will go to the capital and we will go to the antique shop there to scan the goods!"

Tang Miaomiao's depressed mood for many days was wiped out, and he was refreshed, and he waved his small hand, extremely heroic.