"Ahem..."

The stall owner's smile froze: "Isn't this an opening reward?"

"Tens of thousands of things, now you can take home three thousand, you make a lot of money!"

is so clever that he can even say that he is alive when he is dead.

"Look!"

The bitter chrysanthemum is not light.

"Let's go, such a thing, it's not worth a hundred dollars!"

Jiang Lingyun picked up the pen holder and flipped it in his hand.

Then, nod to himself.

"The pulp is round and the carving is exquisite. ”

"The amount of money to start with is not light, about 5 taels and 7 dollars. ”

He looked at the stall owner.

"It's not agarwood, but it's a good poplar. ”

"Or this brother has insight!"

How can the stall owner understand this, but Jiang Lingyun is willing to support the scene, so he naturally responds.

"In this way, I'll give you a cheaper..."

"Two thousand packs!"

After speaking.

He lowered his head, took out the plastic bag directly, and reached out to put it on the poplar pen holder.

Swish.

Jiang Lingyun moved quickly and avoided it in time.

"Two thousand is too much," he said lightly, "twenty thousand." ”

"Two hundred?!"

The stall owner's eyes widened, and he pretended to be surprised.

"It's not brother, you just said that this is the best wood, and this will be so ruthless in bargaining?"

"Why don't you grab it?"

"Two hundred is cheaper for you!" Kuju glared at the stall owner fiercely.

Without waiting for Jiang Lingyun to speak again, a voice had already come from the street behind him.

"Some people don't know much, but they pretend to be ruthless. ”

The stall owner glanced over there and immediately became happy: "Old hat, are you not out of the stall today?"

Old Hat Xu grabbed Jiang Lingyun with his eyes.

There is a strange yin and yang on the mouth.

"What's the stall?"

"The sun is covered by cowhides, I can't come and see who can blow it so much!"

Seeing Jiang Lingyun again, Xu Lao Mao was resentful.

At the beginning, Jiang Lingyun's Tang Huazi Xingyao white glazed bowl was sold by him.

Authentic Xingyao white glazed bowls, priceless.

Jiang Lingyun only spent five hundred yuan...

After setting up a stall on Ghost Street for so many years, Xu Lao Mao has never done such a loss-making business!

Think of it.

Xu Lao Mao raised his throat and shouted around.

"Brethren!"

"Come over and take a look, this kid was the one who lied to me about the white glazed bowl in the first place. ”

As soon as the sound started, many stall owners immediately raised their heads, stopped doing the business at hand, and hurriedly gathered around.

"Yoh?"

"Looking so young, I feel a little familiar..."

"Old hat, even the young can lie to you, I don't think you can do this business. ”

"Haha!"

There are all kinds of movements, many people are happy, five hundred to buy Tang Dynasty white porcelain, but it is really a novelty.

Old Hat Xu's face was gloomy, and he hurriedly changed the topic.

"What are you talking about?"

"Seeing that this bag of pulp is not there, it is oily and dripping, and the texture has a unique charm..."

"It's serious boxwood!"

Hiss!

Hearing this, the stall owners and sellers present all gasped.

The king of birds is called phoenix, and the king of wood is boxwood!

Boxwood is precious, and it grows very slowly on the cliffs, and it takes thousands of years to grow.

Compared with agarwood, it is only expensive and not cheap!

Such a big pen holder, to say the least, it will cost hundreds of thousands...

"Ridiculous. ”

Two simple words, but they were loud and sound, interrupting everyone's thoughts on the spot.

Xu Laomao puffed out his cheeks and asked loudly: "What's the matter, which sentence did I say wrong?"

"You really think you have two heavenly eyes!"

"Then take a good look at it, this is not boxwood, what else can it be?"

"Nothing!"

Jiang Lingyun immediately retorted.

"Real boxwood, yellow in color and fine growth rings. ”

"Smooth and lubricated to the start, extremely delicate. ”

He held the pen holder with one hand and raised it to Xu Laohao's eyes.

"The counterfeit wood is dry and weak, and it may fall off the slag if you wipe it gently. ”

"If you look closely, you can see that it is rough and unsightly, like real boxwood..."

"A world of difference!"

When he opened his mouth, he spoke righteously, exuding a heroic atmosphere, and he did not allow others to refute it.

Old Hat Xu was immediately shocked by Jiang Lingyun!

A few lines of sweat, dripping quickly.

"Eh, really?"

The surrounding stall owners, seeing the excitement, did not think it was a big deal, and soon someone pointed to the pen holder and said in a surprised tone.

"The surface is painted. ”

"It's okay to fool the layman, I can't imagine that this brother is an expert!"

These people talked a lot, and they confirmed Ling Yun's remarks on the spot.

Kuju also has a small mouth slightly open.

Although the pen holder is not agarwood, she may be able to see it.

But there are thousands of kinds of wood in the world, and when others mention it casually, Jiang Lingyun can immediately say the key, like divine help.

"Two hundred, to sell or not?"

Jiang Lingyun turned around again: "This kind of poplar pen holder, the purchase price is at most thirty. ”

"What I came out of is already considered a high price. ”

The stall owner who sells pen holders has long heard about it.

Now that I have come back to my senses, I am already covered in hair.

"Okay, two hundred is two hundred!"

He waved his hand in fear, not daring to look at Jiang Lingyun at all.

"I'll say okay, let's buy and leave, and you don't have to ask more. ”

I want to cry without tears.

In these years, there is no good business to do, and it is even more difficult to set up a stall.

Finally ran into a customer, and he was still a difficult master!

But he didn't think about it.

Jiang Lingyun took it out of his pocket, and it was a large handful of Grandpa Mao.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, it slapped on the pavement!

"Jiang Lingyun, what are you doing here?"

Kuju immediately held down the banknote and made a gesture to take it back.

"Have you forgotten that this is all life-saving money!"

That's true.

Yesterday, although Jiang Lingyun's fake plan was good, his pocket was cleaner than his face, and even if it was a gadget of thirty or fifty yuan, he had no money to buy it.

It was a matter of parent-child life, Huang Qiu didn't dare to slack off, and handed over a bank card to Jiang Lingyun on the spot.

100,000 is not much, but it is enough.

"Of course I do. ”

Jiang Lingyun looked at the stall owner who was stunned in place.

"The money, one is to buy this pen holder. ”

"Two..."

"Buy your channel!"

...

In the afternoon, the Huang family villa.

Kuju stood in front of the door of a certain room, anxiously waiting.

When they were in Ghost Street before, after Jiang Lingyun whispered to the stall owner, the two of them came here with a pen holder.

Huang Lao is worth billions, and collecting antique cultural toys is a big hobby in his life.

For this purpose, a special collection room was built.

It is the room in front of Kuju, which not only contains all kinds of cherished cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings, but also cultural relics identification, cleaning, restoration and other tools, which are also readily available.

Before Jiang Lingyun entered, he instructed Kuju to stay at the door.

No one should be disturbed!

It's been four hours.

Chirping.

At this moment, the door of the collection room finally reopened.

Jiang Lingyun walked leisurely and walked out slowly.

In his arms, a pen holder was yellow in color and in good condition, which immediately attracted the attention of Kuju.

"This, is it..."

Seeing the familiar carvings on the pen holder, Kuju was shocked!

"Not bad. ”

Jiang Lingyun bowed slightly.

"It's the pen holder I bought in the morning. ”

After getting Jiang Lingyun's confirmation, Ku Ju was dizzy and a little unstable.

No matter how she looked at it, this pen holder was carved from boxwood, and there was only a difference between heaven and earth from before.

Say they're the same thing...

It's simply impossible!