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"What's the matter?" When Xu Shujian took a shower, opened the door and walked out, what she saw was the little monkey paralyzed on the sofa, wanting to cry without tears.
Song Fengchen came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles. He seemed to be in a good mood. He hummed and said, "Don't worry about it, this little guy is smart!"
Xu Shujian walked to the dining table and sat down, took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Song Fengchen, and asked, "How did it recruit you?"
Song Fengchen bit the egg, raised his chopsticks and pointed to the honeysuckle on the balcony, and explained in detail what happened just now.
Xu Shujian stopped eating noodles, and followed Song Fengchen's gaze: "Spiritual thing?"
He blinked, recalling the many unusual features of this honeysuckle plant in his house, he was astonished and had a feeling of taking it for granted.
"Xuan Chengzi is well-informed, he should know the origin of this honeysuckle, I will write a letter to ask later." Song Fengchen said casually.
"Yeah." The corners of Xu Shujian's lips were slightly curved, and there was an extra baby in the house that sounded very good. Although he didn't know what it would be useful for, it didn't stop him from being happy.
"By the way," Song Fengchen asked as if remembering something, "Do you know where else gold is recycled?"
In this era, gold is a state-owned commodity, and only banks are allowed to buy and sell gold products. It is a crime for individuals to buy and sell gold products, and imprisonment is light. The main purpose of the state to buy private gold products is to turn them into foreign exchange reserves for imports. As for the purchase price, it is really pitifully low.
Otherwise, Song Fengchen wouldn't have asked that question.
"You want to get rid of those big yellow croakers?" Xu Shujian asked.
"Yes." Song Fengchen nodded.
Xu Shujian has never interfered with Song Fengchen's income, but from an objective point of view, he analyzed: "The amount of gold bars cast during the Republic of China is not small, but because after the establishment of Huaguo, most of the gold bars were sold. The bank recycles and melts it down, and the folks also have a tradition of melting gold bars and turning them into jewelry."
"So the number of mints with the stamp of "Central Mint" in your hand is actually not very large, and they will definitely become coin collections sought after by antique lovers in the future. By then, these large yellow croakers will not be able to Just being sold as gold, the added value alone can more than double their value."
"The most important thing is that the price of gold is already at a historically low level, and it is only a matter of time before the price rises. If you sell these gold bars now, you will lose a bit."
"fine."
Song Fengchen had already considered these things. After all, when he was alive in his last life, a gram of gold was only about 300 yuan on the market, but a large yellow croaker of 312 grams could be sold for 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
But who made him rush to use the money now, it¡¯s okay to suffer a little loss, the big deal is to make more money, anyway, it¡¯s easy for him to make money.
Instead, Xu Shujian's words reminded Song Fengchen that he could keep a few gold bars, and treat it as a addition to Xu Shujian's collection room.
"Yeah." Xu Shujian didn't persuade much, thought for a while, and said: "There is a pawn shop on Dongmen Street, and the signboard of the North and South Grain Store is hung. The boss behind it is someone from the circle. I have met him a few times. I have also heard about some of his deeds, and he is quite reliable."
"Okay," Song Fengchen nodded, "I'll go and have a look in the afternoon."
"Um."
The Qu family gave a total of three big yellow croakers, one small and four boxes of large yellow croakers. The three big boxes had 20 croakers each, and the small box had nine croakers, a total of sixty-nine.
Song Fengchen thought for a while, left the small box of gold bars at home, and then went to Dongmen Street with the three big boxes of gold bars.
As soon as he entered the store, Song Fengchen saw glutinous rice piled up like a hill on the counter.
A little craving for green balls, he touched his chin.
The clerk in the store immediately greeted him: "Comrade, do you want to buy some glutinous rice? These are new products that just arrived yesterday."
"There's no rush for this."
Song Fengchen looked around and saw that there was no one else in the store, so he lost his scruples and said directly: "I heard that you take things here, right?"
The man's eyes fell directly on the sack in Song Fengchen's hand, and he nodded: "That's right, do you have something to sell?"
The answer can be said to be quite straightforward, he is not worried at all whether Song Fengchen will have other bad intentions.
After all, the background is strong, and the confidence is there.
Song Fengchen nodded.
The man immediately said: "Okay, come with me!"
After speaking, he led Song Fengchen upstairs.
In the reception room, Song Fengchen put the sack in his hand on the tea table, and the clerk lifted the kettle and poured him a glass of water: "You sit down first, I'll call the shopkeeper over."
"good."
Just as Song Fengchen was looking at the layout of the reception room, a bald middle-aged man pushed the door in.
He stretched out his hand: "Hello, sir. My surname is Chen. I'm the shopkeeper of this store. I don't know your name, sir?"
"Shopkeeper Chen," Song Fengchen stood up, reached out and shook his hand: "Miangui, my surname is Song."
"Mr. Song," the middle-aged man sat across from Song Fengchen: "I wonder if Mr. Song has something he wants to sell to our store?"
Song Fengchen pointed to the sacks on the coffee table: "That's it."
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to untie the rope on the sack, opened it, and was taken aback for a moment, then a gleam of light shot out of his eyes.
He raised his head abruptly: "Mr. Song, this¡ª"
"Don't worry, shopkeeper, these gold bars come from a legitimate source." Song Fengchen said, "But can you eat these here?"
The middle-aged man came to his senses and made a decisive decision: "Yes, I can, but I may not have enough cash here. If Mr. Song doesn't mind, can you give me some more time, and I will send someone to raise money. And Look, I also have to inspect the goods first, don¡¯t I?¡±
"Yes." Song Fengchen replied nonchalantly.
After receiving the approval letter, the middle-aged man immediately recruited a buddy and whispered a few words in his ear.
While the man responded, he couldn't help but look at Song Fengchen more.
In the end, the middle-aged man ordered: "By the way, ask Xiao San'er to make a pot of hot tea and use the Longjing tea I brought back a few days ago."
"Hey." Saying that, the man trotted out.
For the next half an hour, the middle-aged man was meticulous, picking up gold bars to identify and weigh them one by one in front of Song Fengchen
As the last gold bar was put on the medicine scale, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, with an unconcealable smile on his face, he looked up at Song Fengchen, and said, "I made Mr. Song laugh, it's really these gold bars It is too precious, I dare not be careless."
"It should." Song Fengchen didn't care.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by the door being pushed open, and a young man walked in with two bodyguards.
"Boss, why did you come here in person?" Seeing someone coming, the middle-aged man stood up immediately.
"I heard that you have a big business here, come and take a look." The young man's eyes fell on the pile of gold bars on the coffee table.
"That's not true." Considering that Song Fengchen was present, the middle-aged man said calmly and respectfully.
One month later it will be Mr. He's 80th birthday. Mr. He is the grandfather of his boss.
The boss of his family is filial, thinking of making a golden statue of the birthday star for Mr. He as a birthday present. It's just that these days, it's easy to get half a catty of gold, and it's not enough to get too much gold, and it's too eye-catching if everyone knows it, and it's easy to cause accidents.
His boss was worrying that the gold collected in the past few months was not enough, so this Mr. Song came to his door.
Once the matter is completed and the boss is happy, his bonus will definitely be indispensable.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked a little excited.
"The inspection is over, shopkeeper Chen, let's make a price." Song Fengchen said.
"Okay, Mr. Song." The middle-aged man recovered immediately.
It was only then that the young man noticed Song Fengchen on the sofa. Seeing Song Fengchen's appearance, he frowned thoughtfully.
Song?
It's him.
The middle-aged man immediately said: "Mr. Song, there are sixty gold bars in total, and each gold bar weighs ten taels"
"The current price of gold is US$1.50 per gram," the young man interrupted the middle-aged man, and did a quick mental calculation: "That means the price of this gold bar should be around 700 yuan, and 60 bars is 40,000 yuan." Two thousand yuan, what does Mr. Song think of this price?"
Hearing the young man's words, the middle-aged man opened his mouth, a little dazed.
It is said that the gold antiques must be lowered by more than 10% to make money, not to mention that these gold bars are not pure gold.
If this is purchased at the market price, a typical loss-making transaction, when did his boss be so kind!
The middle-aged man is a little unbelievable, or is it because his boss is too happy for a while because of these gold things, and his brain can't keep up?
Song Fengchen glanced at the young man, although he didn't understand what his plan was, but in the end, the price wouldn't make him suffer.
Thinking of this, Song Fengchen nodded: "Okay." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)The price won't make him suffer.
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