Standing in front of the stall is a ten-year-old girl, her appearance can only be said to be average, but her figure is very good, at this time she is looking down at a string of stars and moon Bodhi in the glass cabinet, and it is the scenery that shows her chest between her bowed heads, so that the fat man rushed over without hesitation.

"Miss, who is Miss?" But after hearing the fat man's words, the girl was a little annoyed, raised her head and pointed at the fat man, and said angrily: "You are the miss, your whole family is a miss......"

"I ...... Our family is ...... As far as my sister can be called a young lady......" The fat man was a little confused by what the girl said, although there are many people in his family, but except for his mother and sister are women, it seems that everyone else is not related to the young lady.

"Rascal, neurotic......" After hearing the fat man's words, the girl thought that the fat man was teasing herself, so she turned around and hurriedly ran away.

"Why am I a hooligan, why am I insane?" The fat man's expression was a little sluggish, he turned to look at Fang Yi and Sanpao, and said, "Dude, I'm ...... Am I not saying anything wrong?"

"Didn't say anything wrong......" Fang Yi and San Pao both shook their heads, and the two of them didn't know what was going on.

"Is it that your expression is too obscene?" The three cannons couldn't help but make up for it, the fat man's appearance just now was indeed a little obscene.

"Get out of the way, my brother was very righteous and awe-inspiring when he spoke just now, okay?" the fat man said that the three guns were slandering his image.

"Little fat man, you really laughed at me...... the fat man suddenly heard a laugh from the side, turned his head to look, but it was the old horse who was holding his stomach and laughing wildly.

"Brother Ma, this ...... What's going on?" the fat man was about to cry by himself, so he grabbed the old horse and said, "Brother Ma, you told my brother that I didn't even touch that girl, why are you a hooligan?"

"Haha, fat man, you didn't call it the right ...... just now" Thinking about what happened just now, Lao Ma couldn't help but laugh again.

"What's wrong with my name?" the fat man scratched his head, and was confused by what the old horse said was the second monk.

"Of course not, you call that girl Miss......"

Seeing that the fat man really didn't understand, Lao Ma didn't tease him anymore, and said: "Fat man, the title of this young lady was very popular in the past few years, but in the past two years, the girls in those erotic places have been called young ladies, and you call that girl Miss, isn't it just scolding?"

In the past, there were ancients who wrapped 100,000 cranes around their waists and rode cranes down to Yangzhou, and today it is 100,000 Miss to Guangdong, almost overnight, the term "Miss" has become the spokesperson of some ancient industry, but all young girls, no one wants to be called Miss.

"That'...... What is that called? You can't call it a lesbian, right?" Hearing Lao Ma's explanation, the fat man was a little dumbfounded, it was just a title, and the people in the city actually gave it such a profound meaning, and he also provoked himself to attract a scolding.

"Fatty, don't care about your age when you see a woman, it's right for you to call your eldest sister......" Lao Ma smiled and gave the fat man a trick.

"Then what if you call people old?" The fat man sat on the chair behind him with a sad face, and said: "Brother Yi, three guns, you guys will top it for a while, I want to sort it out, dare to love this title and have so much knowledge......"

"If you kid wants to be lazy, just say it......" Sanpao was very contemptuous of the fat man's behavior, and when he saw the girl, he rushed forward, but now he retracted his butt.

"Young man, how do you sell the beads of your little leaf red sandalwood?"

When Sanpao was arguing with the fat man, an old man in his sixties stood next to the stall and said, "You are the material of the old red sandalwood, the color is a little dark, take it out and show me......"

"Uncle, you really have good eyesight...... Fang Yi lifted the glass cover with his hands and feet, and said: "Don't hide it from Uncle, you said, this bracelet is indeed an old material, and it has been put for several years, you look at this string in my hand, how dark the color is......"

The old man was a person who knew the goods, followed Fang Yi's words and looked at his hand, nodded and said, "Well, it's true, the string of materials in your hand is even older than the one you just held......

"Hehe, this string is played by yourself, it's not good to play, it makes you laugh all the time......" Fang Yi glanced down, and felt a little strange in his heart, these two bracelets should be the same batch of goods purchased by Brother Man, I didn't pay attention to how the color is dark and light?

"Young man, how much is this string?" the old man raised the string of small leaf red sandalwood in his hand and asked the price.

"Uncle, your string of old beads wrapped in pulp, it was supposed to sell for 220 yuan, count you 200 yuan......

Although Fang Yi didn't have an intuitive understanding of antique terms such as pulp, this did not prevent him from using these terms to promote business, seeing the old man nodding slightly, Fang Yi was happy in his heart, he knew that he had said something right.

"Young man, can you show me the string you play with?" the old man asked, pointing to the string of beads that Fang Yi was rubbing with his left hand.

"Here you go, uncle......" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and handed over the beads.

"Do you sell this string?"

After playing with it, the old man showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes, but he had been playing with literature for some years, and he knew that this thing had feelings after playing for a long time, so even if Fang Yi was in business, he asked more.

"Huh, do you want to buy this skewer?" Hearing the old man's words, Fang Yi didn't react for a while, he opened the door to do business by himself, as long as the guests were willing to buy, where was the reason not to sell?

"You played well with this string, and the material of this string is also ......older than that one" Just as Fang Yi was about to open his mouth to say that he would sell, the old man suddenly said again: "Young man, if you are willing to sell, I will pay four hundred, what do you think?"

"Huh, four hundred?" Fang Yi's eyes widened when he heard this, they were all the same beads, why did this old man double the price?

"You can only pay five hundred at most, young man, if you don't sell it, forget it......"

Seeing Fang Yi's appearance, the old man thought that he was unwilling to sell it, and immediately raised the price by one hundred, according to the old man's judgment, this bead should have been playing with the hand plate for almost ten years, and the pulp was thick and shiny, and if five hundred could be bought, it would be regarded as picking up a small leak.

"I ...... I didn't say anything......" Hearing the old man's words, Fang Yi was a little speechless, he just opened his mouth to ask, the old man actually raised the price twice in a row, daring to love This is not a difficult thing to do business.

"Young man, do you sell it or not, give me a word......"

Seeing that Fang Yi had not spoken, the old man was a little impatient, and the three guns standing behind Fang Yi hurriedly stabbed him with his elbow, what kind of joke, how could there be a reason not to do this first business.

"Sell, uncle, of course sell......" Fang Yi woke up from his dream, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, just according to the price you said, but you are optimistic about this thing, if it is sold, we don't care about returning it......"

The goods will not be returned as soon as they are sold, which is also what the Manchu army told Fang Yi and their brothers, you know, although the cultural toys are not antiques, but the quality of the cultural toys is also very exquisite, and it is not uncommon to spend a lot of money to buy cheap goods.

"Hmm, then I'll take a good look at it......" After hearing Fang Yi's words, the old man took out a reading glasses, put them on and carefully looked at the beads in his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "This bag of pulp is right, and the brown eyes are also very thin, it should be right......

"Young man, I bought it, give you money......" After observing carefully for a while, the old man put the bead on his left wrist, but in his right hand, he took out a wallet, counted out five hundred yuan from it and handed it to Fang Yi.

After taking the five hundred yuan, Fang Yi actually felt that his heartbeat was a little faster, this was the first time in his life that he made money, of course, the 20,000 yuan he got from the previous car accident could not be counted in it.

"Hey, uncle, do you want to put a box for you?" Fang Yi, who shook his head and came back to his senses, said to the old man.

"No, this bead is originally a thing to play with, why put it in the box?" The old man raised his left hand, lowered his head and looked at Fang Yi's stall again, but this time he didn't find anything good.

"Uncle, you go slowly, what do you want to come back in the future......" After sending the old man away with an enthusiastic face, Fang Yi turned around, laughed, and said: "Fatty, unconvinced, our first order is still made by Daoye!"

When he was in the hospital, in order to encourage Fang Yi to do a literary and entertainment business, the fat man simply boasted that he was a business genius like Bill Gates, but after setting up a stall for several hours, the first business was closed by Fang Yi.

"God, you...... How the hell did you do that? Did you pour some kind of ** soup on that old man?"

The fat man and the three guns all looked at Fang Yi dumbfounded, until the old man took out the money and left, the two of them still didn't react, they only felt that things were expensive when they went to buy things, and they had never seen buyers who rushed to raise prices.

"I ...... I don't know......"

The fat man's words made Fang Yi also react, this matter is indeed strange, his original price was only two hundred yuan, but the old man did not ask him to hand over the beads, but instead bought the beads he was playing with for five hundred yuan, could it be that there is really something different between these two beads?

"Brother Ma, do you know what's going on?"

Fang Yi's eyes looked at the old horse in the stall next to him, the two stalls were next to each other and the distance was less than a meter, when he was doing business with the old man just now, the old horse had been staring at this side.

"I knew that old man just now, he is a well-known man, and he never buys things indiscriminately......"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Lao Ma shook his head with a regretful face, and said: "You boys, you don't give a class of beads when you take them out and sell them, can this bag of pulp beads be mixed with ordinary beads? If I hadn't looked away, the string of beads just now should be worth about 1,500 yuan......

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ps: 2016 has arrived, I wish my friends a happy New Year's Day!!