There's no way out of tradition when it's gone.

In addition to these motley armies, there are guerrillas who fight guerrillas.

The industry looks down on these people.

These people are all unscrupulous businessmen with black hearts and bad livers, borrowing the golden signboard of Liulichang, and setting up a stall in an open space at random, specifically to trick people.

As long as you stand on the stall, you will basically be unable to run away from the pit.

And the things on these people's stalls are very expensive.

As long as you get rid of a thing, then this gang of people will withdraw immediately, even if the buyer reacts in time and is arrested, these people are not afraid, and they insist that they are selling handicrafts, and you have your own eyes, and it has nothing to do with my half a dime.

The antique industry is too deep, and whether it is true or false is a confused account.

The police came, and the buyer had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.

Over time, the reputation of these people has become stinky, and most of the tourists come to Liulichang, but they have been warned in advance, and no one has fallen for these people anymore.

However, Jin Feng stood in front of a guerrilla stall at this time and did not leave.

Jin Feng, who was carrying a bag, was dressed as a foreign tourist, and in the eyes of these people, he was a naked fat sheep.

Looking at the young portrait on Jin Feng's face, the stall owner was already thinking about how many young people should be pitted in his heart.

"Look at it, boy, I've got all the good stuff here, it's all real. ”

"See, young man, give a lesson, that's what our family opened. The old man's division is not fair, and I was kicked out of the house if I didn't make it, so I got this little thing. ”

The stall owner in his thirties lied without blinking an eye. The people of God are flamboyant, and they are so poor that they can't do it, but the stall owner is full of vernacular, but his face is serious.

Jin Feng snorted, looked at the stall for a while while wearing sunglasses, squatted down, and reached out to hold a painted copper flat pot in his hand.

When he hit it for the first time, Jin Feng hadn't picked it up yet.

The hand holding the neck of the copper flat pot was obviously stagnant, and Jin Feng blinked: "How can it be so heavy?"

The shape of this copper flat pot is very unique, no more than a foot high, and no more than eight centimeters thick.

Like the general copper flat kettle, the body of the pot is vertical and flat, and there are painted patterns on the front and back, which is unusually simple.

The lid is a strange beast head, with a head of a strange beast and a bird on the left and right sides of the abdomen, and the upper and lower sides of the body are painted with the pattern of a red bird and a phoenix, two on the front and back.

The Vermilion Bird is red, but some of the surrounding ornaments are black, and it looks unusually feminine.

Around this copper flat pot, there are also many glittering bronze utensils.

In the end, Jin Feng didn't get his hands on this copper flat pot, but pointed to a bunch of glittering things and asked, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owner looked down, and then a heartache appeared on his face, and he said with great pain: "This is what our old man passed to me before he died." When he died, the old man held on to these treasures and didn't let go. ”

"This ...... But big baby. ”

"A set of drinking utensils from Datang. ”

"National treasure!"

After saying this, the stall owner leaned in front of Jin Feng through the stall's body, covered his mouth with one hand, and said in a low voice: "If you want, at least you have to get this number." ”

"Three hundred thousand!"

When Jin Feng heard this price, he didn't make a sound, nodded, turned around and left.

This action completely made the stall owner look confused.

belched in his mouth, his face sank, he snorted coldly, and he was about to chase Jin Feng as soon as he stepped across the stall.

I asked about the price of something and didn't make a counteroffer, which is a few meanings.

If you want to go, it's not that easy.

"Stop the kid!"

stopped Jin Feng, and the stall owner said coldly: "I said buddy, you're not authentic." ”

"I saw the object and asked the price, and you left without letting go of a fart......"

"Don't bring it like that. Are you a pastime or a burying brother? ”

Although the surrounding stall owners have their own stalls, they are all in the same group in the final analysis. On weekdays, they fight separately, and when they meet a big fat sheep, they must all help each other to trap people.

A group of stall owners surrounded Jin Feng and shouted at him, and Jin Feng was not here.

Occasionally, there are old people passing by on this street, and when they see this group of people, they quickly take a detour.

Jin Feng turned around and said lightly: "After looking at the object and asking the price, do you have to buy it?"

"What kind of rule is this?"

The stall owner looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, cocked his thumb and tilted his head, puffed out goldfish eyes, and shouted: "In this place of Liulichang, the guerrillas who set up our stalls are the rules. ”

"If you don't ask, don't buy, no one will say you. Since you asked, you have to buy it. ”

The surrounding stall owners also echoed and shouted for help.

The stall owner looked arrogant and domineering, sneered, and ate Jin Feng.

Jin Feng sneered twice, and said lightly: "Is this to buy and sell strongly?"

"I'm not buying it today. ”

"What can you do with me?"

The stall owner pointed at Jin Feng, sneered a few times in his chest, and shouted arrogantly, "Boy." Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. In this place, you don't buy my stuff today......"

"I told you you couldn't go. ”

With that, the stall owner sat down on the ground at once.

As soon as he pulled his trousers with both hands, he pinned his right foot, and with a bang, he unscrewed his foot.

This man's foot turned out to be a prosthetic foot.

No wonder it's so arrogant.

The stall owner sat on the ground, holding his prosthetic feet with both hands, and sneered at Jin Feng.

Suddenly, the stall owner raised his head to the sky and cried loudly: "Come on, come on, someone is bullying the disabled......"

"Old and young masters, uncles and aunts, come and take a look, outsiders are bullying the people of our old capital city......"

The voice was super loud, crying and miserable, which immediately attracted countless tourists to watch.

The gang of accomplices who helped the gang to pull the bias even pointed and poked at Jin Feng, and in front of countless onlookers, Jin Feng was wantonly accused, slandering and burying Jin Feng to the worst side.

Seeing that there were more and more people, the disabled stall owner was even more energetic.

shouted with his voice pulling his life, and deliberately exposed his broken leg outside, and now the melon-eating masses who don't know the truth look at Jin Feng's color is wrong.

In addition to disdain and resentment, he joined the army that crusaded against Jin Feng.

Jin Feng, by now, can't wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

Bullying people with disabilities. This is taboo and the most shameful act.

When the old people on this street and the tourists who are familiar with this place saw this familiar scene, they shook their heads and sighed, feeling sorry for Jin Feng for three seconds, and sighed for a long time.

Another person who has been pitted.

Kind-hearted people squeezed into the crowd, patted Jin Feng's shoulders and arms, and told Jin Feng helplessly.

"Young man, give up your wealth to avoid disaster, and you will admit it. ”

"You can't afford to mess with these people. ”

"It's useless for the police to come. That's what people eat. ”

"Shell out. Alas. ”

In the face of the crusade of Qianfu's fingers and chirping, Jin Feng did not care at all.

After a while, the patrol policeman uncle arrived here and chased away the melon eaters and passers-by.

When he saw this disabled person, the policeman uncle also frowned.

A policeman uncle pulled Jin Feng aside and said a few words, nothing more than a disabled stall owner is a scoundrel, but he is disabled, more is better than less, buy him something.

Jin Feng nodded lightly and said a few words.

It's okay to buy things, but don't ask for 300,000 at every turn. 300,000, definitely not buy.

If you have to be 300,000, then you can love as much as you want.

The police gave Jin Feng a thumbs up, turned around and pointed at the stall owner for a warning.

In front of the policeman's uncle, this time the stall owner also restrained a lot.

Back in front of the stall, Jin Feng squatted down and picked up the golden and colorful copper flat pot and the seven or eight golden dishes around it.

Asked softly, "How many of these packs?"

At this time, the disabled stall owner had already put on his prosthetic feet, and when he raised his hand, he made a slap out, and the sky opened a sky-high price.

"One hundred thousand. ”

Good guy, just asked for 300,000 yuan, and this time it is 200,000 less.

Jin Feng half-lowered his eyelids and said softly: "I can't talk about it." Solve it. ”

Because of the policeman's uncle, the disabled stall owner didn't dare to play a scoundrel anymore, and said angrily: "Shouting all over the sky and paying back the money on the spot." You pay a price to hear it. ”

Jin Feng said softly: "Five plates and three bowls, one thousand, and this copper kettle is five thousand." ”

At this price, that's quite sincere.

Even the disabled stall owner didn't expect Jin Feng to offer such a high price.

However, the disabled stall owner will not agree so easily, and he has to ask for dough anyway.

At that moment, the disabled stall owner shouted: "You can see clearly, these are all gold-plated guys, and your thousand yuan is too cheap." ”

"You'll have to add a little bit more. ”

Jin Feng said in a man's voice: "Is it gold-plated, you don't have any points in your heart? Give you a thousand yuan a piece, for the sake of the policeman's uncle's face. ”

"Even if you are a cripple, I will not care about you. ”

Jin Feng's words are also very tough, and the key thing is that Jin Feng's price is not low.

The dishes made of copper and the flat pot also cost 13,000 yuan.

The capital is only less than one or two hundred, which is simply a huge profit.

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