Chapter 225: Onlookers

"What do you little dolls know? Do you really think this thing is an ordinary stone, if it is really an ordinary stone, I'm a bad old man who has lived for most of my life, is it possible that I will take a random stone at this time to test your intelligence?"

Chu Fengping was very excited at this time, and the spectators next to him looked like they were watching a good show, neither refuting at this time, but also not believing what the old man said.

"This old man, if you really think that this thing can be sold for money, then who are you going to sell it to, it can also open our eyes to see what kind of price this stone can be sold for!"

"Sell it, sell it! Anyway, this thing itself is my bad old man, so what's wrong with me selling it!"

The old man played by Chu Fengping pulled his neck and stared at him, despite this, the slightly hunched rickets of the old man he played still did not make people see that Chu Fengping was a flaw played by a young man.

Sometimes even Chu Fengping himself has to admire his acting skills, I'm afraid that his eye skills can be won in a movie casually.

Bending over, he picked up the stone from the ground with some difficulty, and began to walk along the antique street surrounded by everyone.

Almost all the spectators followed the old man, wanting to see if he could sell the stone at the price he had said.

In fact, most people have a joke mentality in their hearts, they want to see whether the old man in front of them is really stupid or fake, really crazy or fake crazy.

Chu Fengping walked forward several storefronts with the stone in his hand, and before he entered the storefront, he was already coaxed out by the shopkeeper outside, which also caused the onlookers to burst into laughter, obviously they knew that they had guessed correctly and this stone had no value at all.

Seeing that many people were gradually fading with the novelty of the old man's current situation, and even had the idea of leaving, Chu Fengping knew that the time was ripe, so he simply pretended to be very sad, walked to the end of the antique street, looked at the storefronts on both sides with a little confusion, and finally shook his head slowly.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe in the things handed down by our ancestors, it's not worth a dime, I don't believe in this evil today, the more you think I can't sell this thing at a price, I must sell it to you!"

After saying this, Chu Fengping simply hugged this stone and walked over like another street next to this antique street.

And this street is the street next to the antique street, and it is also the location of Chu Fengping's new store.

I don't know who it was in the crowd, but at this time, there was still a flood of sympathy, and he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Chu Fengping, who wanted to go inside.

"Old man, we can understand your current mood, but you can't enter this at this time, there is not even a storefront in this place, even if you carry him back and forth on this street dozens of times, no one will buy your things. ”

Chu Fengping completely showed the stubbornness of an old man at this time, he blew his beard and glared at the person in front of him who was blocking him and yelled loudly.

"You little brat, what do you know? Get out of the way!"

Chu Fengping's words at this time made the people around him immediately burst into laughter.

The young man who had stopped Chu Fengping before and didn't want Chu Fengping to enter this street could only flash aside with some embarrassment.

All the people, with curiosity in their hearts, were hooked back by the old man again, and simply followed the old man to this street again, where there should not be any storefronts.

The shops on both sides of this street were closed, and when the old man panted and carried the stones to the very center, his eyes were immediately attracted by the only open store in the center, and his eyes showed a touch of joy.

At this time, Wang Yunshi had already changed into a suit of clothes according to Chu Fengping's instructions, and at this time, she happened to sit at the door of the store, eating the preserved fruit in her hand, looking like the two of them didn't know each other at all.

"Shopkeeper, there's something I have here that I don't know if you can accept it?"

Chu Fengping seemed to see the savior, and hurriedly walked forward with the stone in his hand, and asked Wang Yunshi with a smile on his face.

Wang Yunshi glanced at Chu Fengping, and then looked at the stone in Chu Fengping's hand, he didn't directly treat Chu Fengping as a psychopath like the shopkeeper in other stores, but suddenly stood up from his seat and hurriedly waved his hand at the stone in Chu Fengping's hand a few times.

"Hurry up and show me ......"

Wang Yunshi's words at this time made the onlookers subconsciously show a puzzled expression, they couldn't understand when this shop opened, and why this woman was interested in the stone in the old man's hand.

I saw Wang Yunshi take the stone from the old man's hand with both hands, briefly observed it a few times, and finally asked the old man in a consultative tone.

"This old man, I don't know how much you plan to sell this rough stone?"

Hearing what Wang Yunshi said about this, there was hardly anyone in the factory who did not show an extremely shocked appearance, and they couldn't understand that such an ordinary stone could really be sold for money anyway.

However, not all the people in Ren Qun are fools who have no ability to think, and many people immediately realized at this time that this is likely to be a scam performed by two people who colluded to act.

"Everyone disperses, if I'm not mistaken, this old guy and the proprietress of this shop should all be in collusion, they undoubtedly want to make us think that this stone can really be sold for money at this time, so they want to pull us into the pit little by little. ”

As the heavy man spoke, the onlookers who had come over immediately reacted, and showed a look of disdain towards the old man and Wang Yunshi in front of him.