"I ......" Wang Fat Man couldn't make a move on his own people, he said curtly, "Forget it, make money with anger!

"It feels really good, it's a pity not to fight. Qin Haodong grabbed the collar of the fake old way and shouted to the onlookers, "If you are in a bad mood, you can come over and vent, free punching bag!"

"Dead liar, shoot him!"

Four or five young men immediately rushed up from the crowd and punched and kicked the fake old man.

The fake old man couldn't stand the beating anymore, and hurriedly asked Wang Fatzi and Niu Er for help, "Second brother, eldest brother-in-law, help, I'm going to be beaten to death." ”

Wang Fatzi and Niu Er were startled, they didn't expect the fake old man to recruit them so easily, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, we don't know you." ”

"Bastard, you don't even save you when you see death. The fake old man was beaten and crawled all over the ground, turned his head and shouted to the old man next to him, "Dad, you have to take care of them if they don't care about me, and you will be the last to kill me." ”

At this time, people figured out that these four people were all in a group, and they set up a game together to deceive people.

"Hit him, these damn liars......"

"Kill them, and the liar will not die well......"

Everyone in the antique industry knows that there is a rule, that is, you can't return it if you hit the eye, and you can only blame yourself for not doing enough when you buy fakes, which everyone knows.

But it's your own business, if you set up a game to deceive people and cheat money, it will attract hatred, so Wang Fatzi and these people led the donkey to set up a game, which immediately caused public anger.

Among the onlookers, some of them have suffered losses from scammers and really hate scammers, while others are purely playing for fun and taking advantage.

No matter what the reason, it didn't prevent them from rushing to Wang Fatzi and Niu Er or four together, punching and kicking, and they were so unhappy and happy.

Qin Haodong happily glanced at the chaotic scene, it was ridiculous that these people still wanted to set up a game to deceive themselves, and they were completely asking for their own hardships.

In the confusion, he left Wang Fatzi's shop and continued along the antique street.

He left, but the people here didn't stop, and in an instant, Niu Er and the others were beaten to a bruised nose and swollen face. Fortunately, the security guards of the antique street came in time to persuade these people to leave, otherwise Wang Fatzi's antique shop would be smashed if it continued to develop.

After these people left, Wang Fatzi hurriedly closed the door of the store, which can be regarded as a sigh of relief.

Turning around, he said angrily to the old man and the fake old man: "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey, you were the one who led the donkey, how did you become a donkey yourself?"

Niu Er looked at a pair of panda eyes, and also shouted angrily: "That is, when the fat sheep shouts 100,000, you should quit, and we will succeed, who knows that you two mallets will even increase the price?"

The fake old man said with a bitter face: "I don't know what's going on, my head may have cramped at that time, so I feel that this peach wood sword is the treasure of the Heavenly Master's Sect, and I must buy it." ”

The old man also said: "I was too, I thought this was a big baby, no matter how much money I had to buy it, maybe we deceived people too much, and we were too involved in acting." ”

"Invest in your size, damn, both of you father and son are mallets, and you didn't make any money in hand, and you made Lao Tzu beaten like a grandson. ”

The more Wang Fatzi spoke, the more angry he became, and he raised his foot and kicked the fake old man and the old man who had just gotten up to the ground again.

Niu Er grabbed the angry Wang Fatzi and persuaded: "Forget it, everyone has cooperated for so many years, and they are all relatives in the past." ”

"No, I can't swallow this breath, I have to find a way to teach that little white face a lesson. ”

Wang Fatzi gasped and said.

The old man got up from the ground again and said, "Yes, we have worked for so many years, and we have not suffered such a big loss, and today we must let that kid have some blood." ”

The fake old man said to Niu Er: "Second brother, you have the most ideas, find a way to clean up that kid." ”

Niu Er stuck his small eyes and said: "It's easy to clean up this kid, since he doesn't play the game we do, let's give him a touch of porcelain." ”

Wang Fatzi had calmed down at this time, thought about it and said: "It's a good way to touch porcelain, but we can't come forward like this now, call the third child, I don't know him much on this street, so it's most appropriate for him to make a move." ”

His idea was approved by everyone, Niu Er made a phone call, and soon a flat-headed man about 30 years old came to the store, he was the third child just mentioned by Wang Fatzi, and he was also a member of their fraud gang.

Wang Fatzi briefly told the third child what happened today, and then said: "You go and teach that kid a lesson, you must let him have some blood, otherwise our brother can't swallow this breath." ”

"Don't worry, big brother, I'm the best at touching porcelain. After speaking, the third child went to the side and touched a porcelain vase, turned around and was about to leave.

Niu Eryi grabbed him and said, "San'er, that kid is very good, the goal of the vase is too big, it may not be easy to get it, you can change one more thing." ”

The third child asked, "Second brother, then what do you say appropriately?"

Niu Er said to Wang Fatzi, "You find San'er a small thing, which looks high-grade but is actually worthless." ”

Wang Fatzi thought for a while and said, "Yes, the broken mirror you collected last time was left for half a year, and no one wanted it, so take it." ”

After saying that, he took out an ancient mirror from under the counter, this thing has the size of a palm, and there is a handle about ten centimeters long on the back, which looks like a very old bronze, but the material does not look like copper.

Niu Er said: "Fatty, how did you give up this mirror, this may be a good thing." ”

"Shit, you paid 50 yuan to collect it, I can't sell it for half a year for 100 yuan, and there are no good things. ”

Wang Fatzi is obviously very angry with this mirror.

The old man said: "Second brother, you are eye-catching this time, we have also looked at this thing with many experts, and we can't see what it is at all, it is perfect to touch porcelain with it." ”

"It's just, staying here makes me feel bad when I look at it. ”

Wang Fatzi said and put the mirror on the ground, kicked it with a snap, and the mirror immediately deflated a large piece with a pop.

He picked it up again and sent it to the third child: "Take it, just use this thing, you must kill that kid fiercely." ”

"Don't worry, big brother, I'm sure I'll let that kid bleed heavily. ”

The third child said as he took the mirror into his arms, turned around and left the antique shop.

Qin Haodong still walked along the antique street, and looked at several stores in a row, but he didn't find a decent magic weapon.

At this time, two men walked in front of him, about fifty years old, his beard had obviously not been shaved for a few days, and he looked extremely vicissitudes of life, and his face was full of sadness.

He was followed by a young man in his twenties, holding an incense burner about 20 centimeters in diameter.

The two of them came to the antique shop in front of Qin Haodong, and after entering the door, the middle-aged man asked, "Boss, do you accept the incense burner?"

"Of course. ”

The owner of this shop is a thin old man in his 60s, with a wisp of goatee, small eyes and twinkling eyes.

"How much is one?" the middle-aged man asked.

The old man smiled, "Big brother, you're a layman when you say this, this is an antique shop, not to buy cabbage." How much it depends on how your stuff is, if it's really a good thing, I can give out millions, if it's rags, I don't want a few dollars. ”

The middle-aged man turned back to the young man and said, "Son, let the boss see our incense burner." ”

The young man agreed, and brought the incense burner in his arms to the shopkeeper.

This is an iron three-legged incense burner with a diameter of about 20 cm, the surface of the incense burner is not special, the process is rough and jerky, it seems to have been buried in the ground for a long time, it is not too clean to wipe, and there is some fresh soil, not only is it not lustrous but also rusty, and it looks very bad.

The boss circled around the incense burner and shook his head incessantly, "Where are you an antique, it's worthless at all, and you can sell it for a few catties of pig iron at most." ”

Qin Haodong saw that this incense burner was really not good, but the aura that came out of it was strong, and it was definitely a good thing.

The middle-aged man shouted unwillingly: "How is it possible, this is a good thing left by my grandfather, I heard that my grandfather hid from the devil and buried it in the ground." Before his death, my grandfather repeatedly told me that this incense burner should be passed down as a family heirloom, and if it weren't for the child's mother being sick and hospitalized, I would be reluctant to dig it up and sell it. ”

The shopkeeper burst into laughter and said, "Are you here to tell me a story? Not to mention that this is left by your grandfather, even by your ancestors, and it is just an iron-plated and copper-plated thing, what is it worth?"

The young man asked, "Boss, how much money do you say you can give?" My mother is indeed in the hospital and needs money urgently. ”

The shopkeeper stretched out a finger and said, "A hundred yuan, I don't want any more." ”

"What, a hundred yuan? This is our family heirloom, I will never sell it if it is less than 100,000 yuan. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately widened, and his expression was quite unwilling.

But after he finished speaking, even the onlookers laughed, just such an iron incense burner, two or three hundred yuan is already a sky-high price, who can pay 100,000 yuan to buy such a thing as him?

The shopkeeper also laughed wickedly, and after laughing, he said, "No matter whether your family is dead or sick, this thing is worthless, I have been very kind to give you a hundred yuan, if you sell it, you will stay, if you don't sell it, you will move out." ”

A flash of despair flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he shouted excitedly: "No, I have to sell this thing for 100,000 yuan, otherwise it won't be enough to treat the child's mother." ”

"You're really sick in the brain!" said the shopkeeper with a mocking face, "Even if your whole family is dead, this thing will definitely not sell for 100,000 yuan, if anyone wants to pay for it, I will call him Dad!"

After he said this, some people in the crowd were unhappy, "If the boss doesn't buy it, you will say that you won't buy it, and people are also in a hurry to use money to treat their diseases, why are they talking so badly!"

"That's right, why don't you have any sympathy at all......"

In the face of many accusations, the shopkeeper not only did not have any guilt, but on the contrary, his face was angry, and his beard jumped and said: "Lao Tzu is a businessman, not a philanthropist, if you have a good heart, then you can buy it, I will count my words, as long as someone pays 100,000 yuan to buy this rotten thing, I will immediately call him Dad!"

In his opinion, this iron incense burner is not even an antique, it can only be sold as scrap iron, and a fool will not pay 100,000 yuan to buy such a thing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, he heard someone shouting: "100,000 yuan, I want it!"