When Gong Xue came back from get off work, Nan Yi went out with her to get out of the restaurant.

Nan Yi didn't know many things about the current story of the city that has not been integrated into the city of Beijing for a long time. For example, this "three swords and one axe" refers to the high-end restaurants in Beijing. Three swords are not three, but several. One axe refers to Shanfu Restaurant.

Anyone who can go to these places and go out will definitely be looked up at by the person who loves to show off will have to talk a few more words in the alley.

Yixun has gone. Although he didn't eat anything, Gong Xue, who popularized the knowledge of the city, took him to Mingzhu Seafood. This restaurant is ranked third. You can tell by the name that it is made of Cantonese seafood.

Nan Yi once heard Yi Jinru say that the Cantonese cuisine in Beijing now looks high-end, and it is more fashionable and fashionable. Even if you order a bullfrog, the waiter has to carry a small bucket to take it to the guests for the inspection. Nowadays, people in Beijing want to make a name for themselves, and they will definitely go to the Cantonese restaurant.

Gong Xue took Nan Yi to Mingzhu Seafood and sat down at the table. When she opened the recipe, she saw that there were ten dishes and eight at the time. There were two more expensive ones with a price tag, which were even more expensive than Xiangba, and not cheaper than thirty years later.

"What do you want to eat?" Gong Xue asked after looking through the recipe.

"You make an idea."

Nan Yi looked around, looked at the store's attendance rate of more than 80% and glanced at the dishes on the table. Soon, he calculated the approximate turnover and profits of the store's day.

If you have this attendance rate every day, you can earn eight digits in less than a year.

Nan Yi suddenly wanted to go to a late market, and spent 100 million or 200 million to open a seafood restaurant in major cities across the country. He has been operating for two years and has split and transferred it. After one wave of work, he can make 400 million or 50 million.

"What are you looking at?" Gong Xue ordered good dishes, and when she saw Nan Yi's eyes looking at him, she asked.

Nan Yi turned around and said, "I'm jealous of the business here."

"Now, the restaurant business is not bad if you can cook the dishes now." Gong Xue said disapprovingly.

"The profits of other restaurants are not as high as seafood buildings. The prices of meat such as pigs, sheep, cattle, chicken, ducks, and geese are relatively transparent. The prices of restaurants are too expensive and cannot be done at all. Most people don't know the price of seafood, and most of them have never eaten it. The prices can be shouted at the sky, and they are so jealous, really jealous." Nan Yi said sourly.

"Haha, you can open a family too."

Nan Yi squirted his lips and said regretfully: "Forget it, it's boring a family and two companies. If you open too much, you will have many troubles. If you open a business, you have to respect anyone who comes. Use your power to suppress others. The business will not last long."

The problem of just writing white strips makes Nan Yi a little bit over the top. It is simple to count this part as the sunk cost, but the profit will be greatly reduced. If you want to solve it properly, you don’t know how many connections you need to use and how much dirty you have to face. There are too few cities that can open chain restaurants in peace, not much capital investment, and too much favor investment, so it’s better not to make this money.

"Xiao Yi..."

"What are you calling me?"

"Xiao Yi, call me Sister Xingfu, I will call you Xiao Yi." Gong Xue said naturally.

Nan Yi spread his hands: "Okay, Xiao Yi is Xiao Yi."

Gong Xue laughed, "Xiao Yi, don't want to make money, it's impossible for all the money in the world to run into your pocket."

"What you said makes sense, I won't worry about this business anymore. Sister Xingfu, you have such a high awareness. Tell me how many families have you saved now?"

"Not much, didn't you tell me that buying a house is more suitable for my investment now, so I spent most of my money on buying a house. I have bought a few houses on the west coast of San Francisco, Xiangwu, and Shanghai."

"How many sets?"

"I won't tell you the secret." Gong Xue smiled sly.

Nan Yi leaned over to Gong Xue and said quietly: "Tell me a secret, and I will also tell you a secret, so that each of us will have an extra secret."

"It's not a secret that more than one person knows."

"The confidentiality awareness is quite strong. Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

"Okay, I'm kidding with you." Gong Xue glanced at Nan Yi and said, "I bought 4 units in Shanghai, one for my parents to live in, and the other 3 units will be rented out for rent in Shanghai.

I went; I bought 3 units on the west coast of San Francisco; I bought 6 units in Kowloon, 3 units in Hong Kong Island, 2 units in Kowloon, and 1 unit in Tsim Sha Tsui. Hey, you said that the housing prices in Kowloon have risen so quickly, will it fall in the future?"

"You don't have to worry about whether it rises or falls. I'm there. I didn't ask you to sell it, so you keep holding it. When I really want to sell it, I will tell you."

"I'll listen to you."

Two days later, Nan Yi met Dabifan's president Henry Monet in the old villa.

A few days ago, Henry Monet sent an email to Nan Yi, reporting that he would establish two subsidiaries in Beijing in the future, one called Hongxue Fund and the other called Tang and Song Auction House.

"Henry, tell me your specific thoughts."

"Boss, that's right. In recent years, I have been flying to China to deal with oriental artworks. I have had many contacts with Chinese artists and are very familiar with their lives. In New York, I know many Chinese painters living in New York, and they are also very familiar with their lives in New York.

In fact, it is the same all over the world. Before artists are famous, their living conditions cannot be very good, but China is relatively poor.

Three years ago, I met the Ullens couple from Belgium. In 1987, they bought paintings by several new painters at a very low price. At present, the upward trend of these painters is very strong. I believe that they will soon become famous painters and become famous painters.

In addition to the Ullens and his wife, I also know a Swiss diplomat who is particularly interested in painting, visited many Chinese painters and also collected a batch of paintings.

There are also people I don’t know who are also paying attention to the painting world in China, which made me realize that the Pioneer Gallery model cannot be carried out only in New York, but also needs to transplant business to China.”

"The Ullens couple you mentioned are not just simply hoarding paintings?" Nan Yi asked.

"Housing is just the first step, and it will also push up the value of the paintings later. Boss, what I want to do is similar to the Ullens couple. My plan is like this, screening a group of young painters with rising potential in China and inviting them to join the Red Learner Fund.

To become a member of the Red Learner Fund, we will buy out the paintings of the young painter for the next two to five years at a higher price, maybe $20 or $1 million, depending on the artist's upward potential.

After reaching a buyout agreement, we will hold an art exhibition for young painters to give them the opportunity to appear on the same stage as world-renowned painters. We will also set up several awards to win several honorary titles.

When the reputation of young painters begins to rise, we will try to push up the price of the painter's paintings by buying and selling yourself in the auction house. When the value of the painter and his paintings increases to a certain extent, we will sell the paintings in our hands."

Nan Yi nodded, "It sounds good, mutual benefit, I understand the Red Learning Fund, where is the Tang and Song Auction House, what are you going to use for?"

"Boss, have you forgotten? A few years ago, during the period of low prices of art, Dabifan had been buying Western and Eastern artworks. Oh, no, it should be antiques in Chinese.

Western artworks only need to be sold in the European and American markets. Antiques from the East can only be sold at higher prices when they are taken to China and regions influenced by Confucian culture.

The Tang and Song Auction House is preparing to sell oriental antiques in the future. Its main areas are oriental antiques and artworks. I plan to spend a few years to establish the position of the Tang and Song Auction House in the oriental antique circle and even the artwork circle."

"elldone, Henry, you have a good idea. In the Loudouqiao generation in the capital, there are a group of down-and-out painters. You can try to select one person from them and establish a successful case with a relatively large contrast.

Before joining the Hongxue Fund, I was hungry for nine days and picked up cigarettes and smoked on the ground. After joining the Hongxue Fund, I went to and from high-end restaurants and lived in high-quality courtyards. I was in and out of the famous figures in the circle, and surrounded by beautiful newcomers from the Academy of Fine Arts. I often held salons in the courtyard, inviting the past down-and-out painters I knew to come over to see the world and improve my life.

By the way, this is successful

The candidate for the case is best to choose someone who is recognized as having a low level of painting in the circle of down-and-out painters, which will create a stronger contrast and arouse other down-and-out painters’ dissatisfaction.

With such a successful case, it will be easier for you to carry out your work in the future and develop your customers."

"Okay, Boss."

The day after talking to Henry Monet, Nan Yi went to Xinrongzhai.

After some greetings, Li Xiangrong led Nan Yi to a secluded tea room separated by Xinrongzhai, which was also Li Xiangrong's office.

Li Xiangrong soaked two cups of high foam and served it on the table. He sat down next to Nanyi, and the conversation started. "Mr. Nan, a few days ago, two rare things appeared on the street. They were unique in shape and well-made. Qin Gongware, which was opened until the door was born, were inscriptions of Qin Gong on it. It was obvious that they were from the pit."

"Which Qin Gong? It's not that Qin Shihuang's father's tomb was stolen, right?" Nan Yi asked curiously.

"It should be a little earlier. I asked. It was dug out from a mountain called Dabaozi Mountain in a county in Longyou. It was strange. A barren mountain gathered tens of thousands of people, all of whom were searching for treasures and digging for treasures. It was crowded and bustling. The peddlers and pawns followed him, selling noodles, beer and drinks. I heard that there were all half-closed doors."

"Tsk, it's so evil. Is this a tomb robber? Or a material exchange meeting? I don't know if it's time to go up and take up a blacksmith shop now."

"It's probably too late, the wind has reached the capital, and the police should know it now." Li Xiangrong was a wonderful person and took Nan Yi's joke seriously.

"Haha." Nan Yi picked up the teacup and blew the foam on the water. "Have you taken down the two Qin Gongyi you mentioned?"

Li Xiangrong waved his hand, "No, bronze ware cannot be touched, it is troublesome to touch it. In China, one item is sold for up to tens of thousands of yuan, but it cannot be sold at a price. If you really want to sell it for a lot of money, you can only send it abroad. This is called smuggling national treasures. Master Nan, I remember your instructions: Don't touch the pit, what is passed down is enough to play. I won't worry about what comes from the ground."

"That's good. Do you know who's got the thing?"

Li Xiangrong said disdainfully: "It fell into the hands of the Japanese. This dog has become a rich man and everything is collected."

"Don't worry about Li Tangming. He has already registered with the police. Maybe when he will be sold. Over the past few years, have you figured out the dealer in the antique business?"

Li Xiangrong subconsciously glanced at the door of the tea room, stood up, and pushed the door that had been closed tightly, then walked back to his seat and sat down, "Master Nan, I told you about the Eight-Nation Alliance before. When the Eight-Nation Alliance entered the capital, it snatched away many good items. However, many people were fishing in troubled waters. Taking advantage of the noisy moment, someone copied the bannerman and the big family's home and moved a lot of things from it.

Later, the Qing Dynasty collapsed, and the powerful officials lost their power. Some of the stolen items appeared on the market, and most of them did not appear. Something appeared in the world, and the news spread more or less. After all, the things that emerged were still from the hands of the bannermen.

After 1910, my grandfather was already in trouble, but he had some contact with the people of the banner and heard some news. It is certain that one of the people who started to grab things back then used the banner of Yehenara clan. It is hard to say whether it is true or false. There are also a group of people using the banner of Shichahai, which is not good to say which banner of which clan is."

Nan Yi smiled faintly and said, "You can't say one left, and the other one is not good. This one is not the same."

"Master Nan, don't worry, continue to listen to me." Li Xiangrong took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then said, "In the 1980s, the antique industry began to become lively again. It was the time when Master Nan asked me to collect things. You can always hear stories of picking up bargains in the antique industry, and there will always be such a version in it.

Who is the descendant of a high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty, and I sold the treasures passed down from my family as straw. It only sold a few thousand yuan for items worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. I have heard about the same story at least twenty.

There are really, and there are also fake stories. There are real and fake stories. If you want to say whether the descendants of the declining Qing Dynasty officials are in the Sijiu City, will there be any?

Very little, but most of them are really declining. Apart from the room I live in, there is no such thing as any wealth, let alone the objects passed down from ancestors. There must be one, in the early years of the Republic of China, we had already taken the opportunity to exchange food.

I originally had a few decent items at home, but I bought food in those years, but I have kept one now. This is because it was not sold at the time. I also wanted to keep a memorial at home, so I was lucky enough to pass it down."

Nan Yi nodded, "I understand what you mean. What is declining is really declining. The family can't take out objects at all. The story will be very popular. First, everyone loves to listen to such stories, and second, someone is deliberately adding fuel to the fire. Is that what it means?"

"It's almost like this. There are some things that are not falling, and they will naturally fall. Master Nan, there are always a group of bannermen living in the burned garden. Do you know this?"

"I know, you continue to talk."

"It was also from the early 1980s that there were several low-key antique masters among those bannermen. In the early days, they only started to deal with some fine items. When I was collecting things for Master Nan, I often caught them. I was collecting them, and they were collecting them too.

Some objects, they know in my hands, and some, I know in their hands, Mr. Nan, your objects have been hidden and never gone out, right?"

Nan Yi waved his hand, "No, don't say it, I didn't even do the counting work. I just took two pieces from it and gave them to people close to me. I definitely haven't exposed it outside. Besides, the shipping matter has been handed over to you, and I will not look for anyone else."

"Mr. Nan, yours didn't go out, but theirs went out, not at home, but at Xiangkou, abroad, and some of the items taken from Sotheby's or Christie's. I'm sure there were a few of them that were taken in their hands a few years ago.

Those items were sold at sky-high prices, and I can hear the news. I don’t know. Who knows how much they sold? Now they should have money and objects in their hands."

Li Xiangrong almost made it clear that Nan Yi could naturally understand.

"So, the first force that can be a market maker is the descendants of their bannermen?"
To be continued...