Chapter 52: You tease me
Xiao Yao smiled lightly: "My name is Xiao Yao, I am Xiao Fan's sister, I temporarily live with my brother, not far ahead." ”
The old man wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Xiao Yao: "Grandpa, you shouldn't say more now, close your eyes and rest first, and the ambulance will arrive in a while." With that, he pulled out the silver needle and withdrew from the crowd.
There were whispers behind him, some surprised and some confused: "It turns out that she is Xiao Yao!"
"This girl also knows Chinese medicine!
"All rumors on the Internet may not be true"
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The sound behind him became quieter and quieter, and when he walked out of the compound, he saw the ambulance arrive.
People are in a hurry on the streets, and cars rush by, leaving a trail of exhaust fumes.
Buildings stand majestically, and dry clouds cover the sun.
The overpasses are like dragons going out to sea, hovering in the air.
Looking at the beauty of this metropolis, I walked for two hours without realizing it.
When I looked up, I found myself under a retro archway, on which was written "Antique Street".
Xiao Yao walked in, and the street was full of people and was very lively.
There are ancient buildings on both sides, and there are many foreigners.
Both sides are full of shops selling antiques, jade, jewelry, and porcelain. There are also a lot of antiques at the entrance, but few of them are real.
Coming to a stall, Xiao Yao was attracted by a vessel like a garlic pounder on the ground.
This garlic pounder is made of stone, and it looks different from the current garlic pounder.
The appearance is also very rough and dirty. However, Xiao Yao felt a strong aura on the garlic pounder.
Xiao Yao squatted down and picked it up and looked at it carefully, but there was no payment below, and I didn't know if it was from that dynasty.
The owner of the stall was an old man, with a bit of shrewdness in his eyes: "Girl, have you taken a fancy to this stone mortar, I told you that it has been some years." It's the best antiquity I've ever had, so why don't you buy it? ”
Xiao Yao raised her head and asked, "How to sell it?"
When the old man saw that Xiao Yao was so young and wanted to buy anything without asking, he knew that he must be an illiterate, and his eyes rolled and stretched out five fingers. "Girl, I see that you sincerely want to buy it, how about I give you this price?"
Xiao Yao frowned and asked puzzledly, "Five pieces?"
The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Girl, is five yuan enough to buy a pair of socks?"
Xiao Fan thought for a while and nodded: "If you buy cheap, you can buy three pairs." She remembers that she had bought three pairs of socks for five dollars.
The old man's face turned dark: "Girl, are you here to make trouble? If you don't buy it, go quickly! Don't make trouble, I still have to do business." ”
Xiao Yao felt that this stone mortar should be an old object and wanted to buy it: "I'm not making trouble, it's because you didn't make it clear, you just say how much it is, right?"
The old man stretched out his five fingers again and said, "It's not five yuan, it's fifty thousand." How about it?" After the old man finished speaking, he also glanced Xiao Yao up and down, not wearing a famous brand, but a popular costume now.
You can buy one for a few hundred yuan, some don't need a few hundred, you can buy it on the Internet for dozens of dollars, and some look down on Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao naturally saw the contempt in the old man's eyes and didn't care, and stretched out three fingers: "Three hundred, sell it or not." ”
The old man had an expression that I knew, "Girl, what are you teasing me? I want 50,000, and you give 300? Do you think I will live long?" The old man was about to be angry with Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao ignored it, put down the stone mortar, got up and left.
Just two steps away, an old man's voice came from behind: "Girl, you add more, three hundred is too little, I don't have enough money." "No one has asked about this stone mortar here for a long time, and now that someone has asked, of course the boss will not let it go.
Xiao Yao turned around and smiled lightly, "Boss, I have given a lot, look at this stone mortar of yours, it is dirty on it, and it looks like an old thing."
I didn't buy it for a collection, I wanted to take it home and pound the garlic. It's just three hundred, if you sell it, I'll buy it, if you don't sell it, forget it, I'll bring three hundred yuan, and there will be no more cents. ”
This stone mortar was sold to him half a year ago, and at that time he also thought it was an old thing, and he was charged for five yuan, but now that it has turned so much, how can there be any reason not to sell it.
The old man pretended to grit his teeth, and his face ached: "Okay! Just pull a customer, next time you will definitely come to my stall to buy something, and I will keep it for you if there are good goods. ”
Xiao Yao smiled, this is sold, gave three hundred yuan to the old man, wrapped the stone mortar in a plastic bag, put it in the backpack, and put it in the space.
After Xiao Yao left, the old man frowned suspiciously: "Spend three hundred to buy a dirty stone mortar to pound garlic, there is a problem with your brain, right?"
Xiao Yao continued to wander around, and people passed in twos and threes and walked towards a shop.
"Let's take a look, I heard that the stones that came in this time are good, maybe they can bloom green." ”
Xiao Yao heard their whispers, and wondered in her heart, what stone?
A middle-aged man walked by, hurriedly, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and holding a briefcase in his hand.
Xiao Yao walked forward and asked, "Hello uncle!"
When the man stopped and saw Xiao Yao, he was amazed by Xiao Yao's appearance: "Hello!
Xiao Yao smiled lightly, pointed to the shop in front of him and said, "Uncle, why are you in such a hurry? I saw that many people had entered the shop in front. ”
The man glanced at the front and said, "That's Boss Wang's rough stone shop, I heard that I just entered a batch of rough stones, and the condition is good." These people are also gambling stone lovers, and they just go to see the gambling stones. ”