Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 17 The First Pot of Gold
The two gold cakes were just placed on the table. Fan Chengfeng put his hands in his pockets, seemingly carelessly, but in reality he was a little nervous.

Although these gold cakes came from a legitimate source, they came from another time and space. He didn't have anything in his hand to prove that these gold cakes belonged to him. I don't know if this gold shop will accept them?

Liang Fan picked up the gold cake and glanced at it twice, and finally asked with some uncertainty: "Is this what you want to sell?"

Each era has its own unique culture, and coins and other items used for trading are the most prominent among them, which is the epitome of an era.

In addition to the engraved characters on the gold cake, there is another notable feature, that is weight.The gold cakes at the end of Han Dynasty weigh between four and five taels, which are easy to distinguish.

Liang Fan is 27 years old this year. At this age, he has already taken the position of manager of Cai Dafu Jindian Shannan Provincial City Branch. Apart from his own ability, there is another important reason.Grandpa Liang Fan has been working for Cai Dafu Gold Shop since he was a gold and silver jewelry maker and then a design consultant.

Liang Fan has touched gold and silver artifacts since he was three years old, and his family environment determined that he was doomed to deal with gold and silver in his life.

The gold is [-]% pure gold, and the carvings on it need to be confirmed by experts, but judging from Liang Fan's experience in handling gold and silver artifacts for more than [-] years, this gold cake is very likely to be real.

Holding such a thing, but selling it as ordinary gold.

Liang Fan suddenly felt like he had buried the Pearl.

"Yes, that's it. I don't know what the price is here?"

Zhong Ping said in a deep voice, he was observing the changes in Liang Fan's expression.This is a must-have ability for an old Jianghu, but he didn't think about other aspects, but simply wanted to let Liang Fan play tricks.

However, apart from touching the gold cake at the beginning, Liang Fan put his fingers crossed on the desk the rest of the time, looking at Zhong Ping and Fan Chengfeng with a strange expression.

"The current market price of gold is 270, I can give you [-] on my own initiative. But are you sure, are you really going to sell this?"

Zhong Ping was startled by what Liang Fan said, and he took the gold cake in his hand, and hurriedly said, "Let's think about it again."

Liang Fan asked such words twice, and then took the initiative to raise the price. If Zhong Ping couldn't hear something, he would have been wandering outside for 30 years in vain.

Liang Fan was not angry at Zhong Ping's words, but still smiled gently, and was about to speak.

Standing by the side, Fan Chengfeng, who hadn't said a word since he came in, said, "No, I'll sell these two gold cakes to you."

At the end, he added a superfluous sentence: "We need money urgently, otherwise we wouldn't sell the heirlooms."

Zhong Ping was stunned for a while, and gave him wild winks.

But Fan Chengfeng turned a deaf ear to it, "You ask someone to weigh these two gold cakes, and just transfer the money over."

Liang Fan glanced at Zhong Ping, "Can he make the decision?"

Fan Chengfeng was so young that people felt that such a big matter did not need to be discussed with him.

But he said resolutely: "I know what you mean, but since we're here, there's absolutely no talk of going through the door a second time."

Put on an antique coat and go to the auction house, but it's still unknown how much they can fetch as a layman, uncle and nephew.In addition, the auction house also charged some handling fees, so Fan Chengfeng didn't know how much money would be in his pocket after such a discount.

Since this is the case, why bother to run errands?

Fan Chengfeng's first impression of Liang Fan was not very good. There is no need to say more about the reasons, but since he is so honest, he must give some impression points.If he can taste some sweetness here, there will be a lot of opportunities for cooperation in the future.

There are still a lot of gold cakes stored in Su Yating's place, and Prime Minister Cao will pay 100 taels one after another. With so much gold, there must be a way out.

"Can,"

Liang Fan admired Fan Chengfeng's directness, so he called the staff of the gold store to weigh it on the spot.

Nine taels!

According to the price given by Liang Fan, this is 13 Dayang's income.

It was at least [-] more than Fan Chengfeng had expected, and there was no need to take out another piece of gold cake in his pocket for the time being.

"You write me the bank card number, and I'll arrange someone to transfer the money to you."

Taking out a piece of A4 paper and handing it over, Zhong Ping wrote his own card on it, and the staff of the gold shop went down with the paper and the gold cake.

Liang Fan personally poured a cup of hot tea for Fan Chengfeng and Zhong Ping, and then said more sincerely: "To be honest, I can't be sure whether these two gold cakes are from the Han Dynasty."

Fan Chengfeng took a sip of tea, which was much better than the arty ten yuan a tael he bought in the supermarket before, and couldn't help but said: "Your vision is actually very good."

The implication is, trust your intuition, you will not be disappointed.

Liang Fan immediately looked sideways at him. At this moment, he began to face up to this young man who was younger than himself. From him, Liang Fan seemed to see a strong confidence.

The clothes he was wearing were not expensive, nor was his figure burly.

To be honest, in Liang Fan's opinion, there was nothing outstanding about it.

But I just don't understand where his self-confidence comes from.

"Oh, the little brother is so confident?"

Liang Fan asked deliberately, he wanted to see how Fan Chengfeng would answer.

"Because, like you, I believe in my own vision."

Liang Fan laughed out loud, Fan Chengfeng's words were very appetizing to him.

When you are young and high-ranking, it is the time when the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe, and maybe the compliments of the subordinate employees will be pretended to be reserved.

But if it is said by someone who has never met in life, he will be happy to accept this kind of compliment.

"You know a lot about antiques?"

Fan Chengfeng asked back, Liang Fan said implicitly: "I just have a little understanding of this aspect,"

"Well, maybe I can come to you again in the future."

Fan Chengfeng said with a smile that Zhong Ping's mobile phone had received a text message and the transfer was successful.

When the two got up, Liang Fan took out a business card from his desk and said, "If there is a chance, please keep in touch."

Intuition told Liang Fan that he and this young man might meet again soon.

"Goodbye,"

Carrying the business card Liang Fan handed him, Fan Chengfeng turned around gracefully.

13 five thousand came into the account. At present, apart from the money from the credit overdraft, there is a little leftover, which can be regarded as successfully digging into the first pot of gold in his life.

After leaving the gold shop, Zhong Ping's smile grew stronger anyway.

"Nephew, it's rare to come to the provincial capital for a massage."

Today, Zhong Ping is going to be a generous person.

Of course, Zhong Ping didn't forget about the business. After getting in the car, he called Fan Chengfeng's mother and explained everything that Fan Chengfeng had explained.

Regarding the elder sister's question, Zhong Ping directly said that he met a grain factory owner here who was collecting grain at a high price.

If it wasn't for this, Fan Chengfeng's mother probably wouldn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)