Chapter Twenty-Six: Hate Iron Doesn't Make Steel

He Lin pondered for a while and said, "Fifteen!"

According to the current market situation, the price of the average grade Spring and Autumn weapon fluctuates around 100,000, but in view of the strong treasure light of the sword, He Lin still added 50,000 more during the insurance period.

"Brother He, can you take it easy?" Wang Wei reminded in a low voice beside him.

He suddenly had the feeling of being on a thief ship inexplicably, if he continued like this, maybe he would have cleaned up the shop today, and he would have gone bankrupt tomorrow!

But He Lin gave him a look and shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay.

Wang Wei sighed secretly, and he had to be anxious.

When the shopkeeper saw He Lin offer 150,000 yuan, his eyes lit up, and his heart was also secretly happy.

But he still pretended to be helpless on his face: "Boss, you are also a person who knows the goods, antiques, you are not afraid to sell it cheaply, you are afraid of selling it to those who don't know the goods, so let's take away the twenty pieces of this sword!"

He Lin sneered in his heart, but turned around and walked downstairs without speaking.

The shopkeeper was in a hurry all of a sudden, and hurriedly chased after him: "Boss, you wait, you wait!"

"Anything else?" He Lin sneered and turned back.

"This ...... Hey, forget it, fifteen dollars is fifteen!" The shopkeeper sighed and said, "I'll give you a scabbard, don't you think?"

"I don't think so. Who knew that at this time, He Lin shook his head.

The shopkeeper was stunned at the time: "Little boss, you, what do you mean by this, didn't you just say fifteen yuan?"

"Just now, now is now. ”

He Lin sneered: "Fourteen yuan, sell it, sell it, if you don't sell it, we'll leave!"

Just now, he was already full of sincerity, and this shopkeeper is still making these false things, and he must be punished.

The shopkeeper's fat face shook, seeing that He Lin didn't mean to joke at all, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few smiles: "Okay, fourteen is fourteen, just make a friend!"

Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, glanced at He Lin, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm rubbing, Brother He is old PUA?!"

But he thought about it again, and bought this broken sword for fourteen yuan......

It's still a loss of rhythm when you think about it!

He Lin shouted happily at this time: "Shopkeeper, wrap it up for us!"

"Good Ratcha!"

Seeing He Lin agree, the shopkeeper immediately became overjoyed and began to pack up.

The shopkeeper was also very neat, and quickly took out a delicate painting tube to load the painting for He Lin, and then took out a wooden scabbard to install the ancient sword.

"Boss, are you satisfied?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile after packing.

"Okay, swipe your card. ”

He Lin nodded and smiled.

The scabbard was made of elm, and it wasn't worth a lot of money, but the workmanship was passable.

After swiping the card, He Lin's account suddenly lost nearly 150,000 yuan, and only about 550,000 yuan could be liquidated.

He Lin carried the giant sword behind his back, picked up the scroll in his hand, and left the 'Rare Pavilion' with Wang Wei and the others.

Not to mention, He Lin didn't know the appearance of the sword on his back, and thought it was a Taoist priest who went down the mountain!

"Brother He, are you doing death?"

As soon as he left the store not far away, Wang Wei complained with a sad face: "It's so successful to be a boss like you, will we reopen this store?"

"Hehe, Lao Wang, is there anything wrong?" He Lin asked with a relaxed face.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Wang Wei glanced at He Lin, and then turned his head to glance at the 'Rare Pavilion' that was already invisible: "Brother He, what do you think in this brain, we don't have much available funds, just take the Qing Dynasty landscape painting just now, I am confident that I can win it for more than 4,000, but you have a good price of 5600!"

"Forget about it, but you turned out to be good, and you spent 140,000 yuan to buy this Spring and Autumn Ancient Sword that is all rust?"

Wang Wei clapped his hands anxiously: "Brother He, don't think I don't understand, I have seen it on the treasure appreciation show, and the market price of a well-quality Spring and Autumn Ancient Sword is only about 150,000, just this piece of scrap copper embryo...... I don't think 50,000 is worth it. ”

Wang Wei's words were sincere, and he was so excited that his facial features were about to squeeze together.

"Poof——!

Who knew that He Lin burst out laughing: "Lao Wang, you know a lot." ”

"you, you're still laughing at this time!"

Wang Wei glared at He Lin complainingly: "Brother He, this water has already flooded to the neck!"

"Lao Wang, don't worry, our 140,000 yuan may not have picked up a big leak in this giant sword?"

He Lin smiled even more on his face, and patted Wang Wei on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's continue shopping!"

The more Wang Wei complained about himself, the more He Lin wanted to laugh.

Because he knows that Wang Wei really cares about himself and his store!

After speaking, He Lin walked towards the cultural market with eight steps of Wang Ba, who did not recognize his six relatives.

"Can this broken sword still pick up leaks?"

Wang Wei looked confused, and hurriedly caught up: "Brother He, you wait for me!"

......

The two of them walked around the cultural market again, and He Lin didn't find anything good, so he could only give up and go home.

When I took a taxi back to the antique street, it was already about 7 o'clock in the evening, and the days were long in summer, and the sun had just set on the horizon, stretching the shadows of the two extremely long.

When you come to the intersection of Antique Street, there are still many people on both sides of the road with roadside stalls.

He Lin looked at it, the middle-aged woman he picked up the cloisonné yesterday was still setting up a stall there!

He glanced at it and found that there were a lot of new good things on the middle-aged woman's stall today, and his heart moved: "Hehe, Lao Wang, let's go, go over and take a look!"

After speaking, he walked over with his head down.

The round-faced middle-aged woman was about to close the stall, but when she saw a customer coming to the door, she immediately greeted: "Boss, look at it casually, my stall is full of good things from the ancestral house!"

He Lin smiled: "Auntie, your words are still the same as yesterday?"

"Ahh......h It turned out to be a young man. After the middle-aged woman recognized He Lin's appearance, her face became a little uncomfortable.

She hadn't forgotten that He Lin spent 500 yuan to buy a 500 yuan cost porcelain from her yesterday, could it be that this kid is here to find trouble?

Who knew that He Lin squatted in front of the stall and said with a smile: "Hehe, I'll come back today to see if there are any good things." ”

The middle-aged woman suddenly realized that this wronged boss had come to buy something again, and her round face was immediately full of smiles: "Hehe, pick and choose, look at it, these things are better today than yesterday!"

He Lin smiled and didn't answer, just lowered his head and picked up at the stall.

Wang Wei also followed at this time, and after a general look, he didn't think there was anything good in this stall.

However, after He Lin looked around the entire stall, a porcelain pot placed in the corner suddenly attracted his attention!