In the evening, Bai Chuxia also came, and brought Bai Chuxia, Fatty, Si Yuanjie, Fang Yi and others to get another meal from Hua Ziyi, but the one who paid for it was Wang Songwang. By the way, Hua Ziyi agreed to come to this dinner, and Wang Song was already very eager to ask for it.

The next morning, Fang Yi and Fatty took the train to Jinling with Si Yuanjie who had almost no good impression of the capital. When they arrived, they were two empty-handed people. When they returned, they not only turned into three people, but also carried a lot of goods on their bodies.

If you buy cultural relics for 100,000 yuan, you can really buy a lot. Although each of the three of you carries a big bag, Wang Song will have to send substitute goods to the fat man in the future, which is enough for them to sell for three or five months.

After arriving in Jinling, Fang Yi took Si Yuanjie to Manjun's house first, but Manjun was not at home. After putting down his things, Fang Yi and Sanpao, who had been waiting for Manjun's house, went for a meal together and introduced Si Yuanjie to Sanpao.

"That person surnamed Wu deserves it. I'd known that I'd also go to the capital this time..."

During the meal, the fat man mentioned Wu Tianbao's incident. One said that he was flirting with joy, and the other heard it loudly. When it was said that the fat man was deceived, Sanpao felt uncomfortable. After all, Sanpao's supervision task was not done well in the capital where they were both together.

"Wu Tianbao was just a little bit unlucky..."

Fang Yi Xiaoxiao didn't say much. Although he, Fatty and Sanpao have played since childhood, some things cannot be said, such as Fang Yi's Taoist magical powers, I'm afraid that Fatty and Sanpao cannot understand them.

"With the goods you brought back this time, we can last at least three months. At that time, the funds will be transferred in one round, which will be 300,000 or 500,000..." Sanpao was a little excited. The 40,000 yuan inferior currency that had been bought from Wu Tianbao was not worthless. It was treated as currency and would not lose money no matter how much it was.

"The money won't be very nervous, as long as you two can sell the things..."

Fang Yi received a call from Zhao Hongtao yesterday. Zhao Hongtao told him on the phone that someone saw Zhao Hongtao’s gift of Huanghuali crutches on the birthday of a leader. He wanted to book a few handheld pieces of Huanghuali. Zhao Hongtao set the price at 10,000 yuan per person.

According to Zhao Hongtao, the price of Huanghuali material on the market is not worth that much money. However, with Fang Yi's craftsmanship, he still thinks it is cheaper per 10,000 yuan. As long as Fang Yi makes it, he can get cash immediately.

Fang Yi roughly estimated that even if he had removed the huanghuali wood that Zhao Hongtao gave him half of it, he still had dozens of kilograms in Manjun, so there was no problem in making forty or fifty small hand-held pieces. Of course, Fang Yi didn't expect to be sold in one go.

"Fang Yi, don't worry, with Fat Master here, I can sell it even if I have a stall****..."

After getting rid of Wu Tianbao's heart disease, the fat man's bragging problem recurred. He just watched the TV series called Da Mansion in Beijing a few days ago. The opposite side, Mr. Bai Qi took his own shit and pawned it for three thousand oceans, and clapped his hands and shouted. He wished he could perform this.

"Brother Fat, we're having a meal now..." Si Yuanjie, who was originally gnawing on pig elbows, had a good appetite, but the fat man said that he couldn't eat it anymore.

"You eat yours, just your appetite, there is a soak on this table..."

"Fatty, it's not over yet..."

Fang Yi grabbed a peanut, shook his wrist and shot the peanut into the fat man's mouth, interrupting his words.

"Fatty. Don't talk about those useless things, I'll talk about something serious..."

Sanpao's face became serious and he spoke, "Brother Yi, we are really short of money now. If you have a solution, try to raise as much cash as possible..."

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Logically speaking, the purchase did not occupy their funds. He should have 50,000 or 60,000 yuan left. However, judging from Sanpao's attitude of speaking, 50,000 or 60,000 or 60,000 seems to be not enough.

"Our antique market is going to be relocated..."

Sanpao smiled bitterly on his face. Now that their business is just on track, it is time to be smooth sailing, but the antique market is about to move out of Chaotian Palace, and their plan is disrupted in an instant.

According to Ge San's original plan, he wanted to gain a foothold in the antique market of Chaotian Palace. After working for a year and a half, he had a certain amount of capital in his hands, and rented a shop in the market, gradually going from low-end currency and cultural relics to high-end cultural relics and antiques.

With Zhao Hongtao's relationship in the museum, perhaps they can shorten this excessive time a little longer, but now the market is about to relocate, and the right time, place and people they originally occupied almost disappeared in an instant.

"What? Is the message confirmed?"

When he heard Sanpao's words, the Fat Man's face changed suddenly. Although there have been rumors of relocation in the market, it has not been moved for several years. Fat Man and Fang Yi thought it would be delayed for a few more years.

"I'm sure, I'll move early next year, and I'll move all before the New Year..."

Sanpao took out a document from the bag he brought, handed it to Fang Yi, and said, "Actually, the new market is not far from here. Just walk down the alley west of the back door of Chaotian Palace, and its name is Chaotian Palace Antique Market..."

"What do you mean by the rent of the stall we paid?" Hearing that it was not far from here, the fat man was relieved. In fact, as long as he could drive tourists from Chaotian Palace to the market, it would not have a big impact on their business.

"The original stalls were moved all over. How long did you pay the rent here? You can still use it when you go there, and there is also a half-year rent-free policy..."

Sanpao pointed to the document and said, "If you don't want to do it, the management office here will refund the money. We don't need to worry about anything about this..."

"Hmm? Sanpao, then what are you going to raise funds?" Fang Yi was a little confused. According to Sanpao, he just moved a place to set up a stall, and he couldn't spend much money at all.

"Brother Yi, I...I want to buy a store..."

Sanpao gritted his teeth and said, "In addition to street stalls, there are two rows of shops in the market over there. The market is afraid that people here will not want to move over, so the shop gives a big discount. You can buy one if you spend 400,000 yuan..."

"How many square meters is a room?" Fang Yi asked thoughtfully when he heard Sanpao's words.

"It's about sixty square meters, and one square is more than six thousand yuan..." The fat man found out clearly. In fact, he had already put it into action.

"Brother Yi, this price is really not expensive. Once the news of buying a store was released, people basically ordered it..."

Sanpao secretly glanced at Fang Yi and whispered: "I... I'm afraid we won't be able to grab it, so I asked Brother Zhao to help me ask for four sets, and the deposit has been paid..."

"What? I need four sets, then... that's one million and six million?"

Before Sanpao finished speaking, the fat man jumped up and pointed at Sanpao and said, "Are you crazy? Now we can only raise a hundred thousand yuan to get the remaining one million? Where do you... where did your deposit come from?"
Chapter completed!