Outside the store.

The crowd of onlookers has not dispersed, as if they are willing to stop until they see "Brother Zorro" successfully get up, and some people even opened a gambling game because of this: "1,000 buy successfully get up, 2,000 can't buy it, buy it and leave, the opportunity will not come." ”

Bu Er was speechless for a while, but he really couldn't do it, most of the onlookers were Brother Qiang's neighbors, and he couldn't care about it so much, to put it bluntly, he was shouting and lively, and he didn't see a few people who really took money.

I saw how the few people who began to fall to the ground changed their positions, and it seemed that they were knocked down again after getting up, and now they are dying, of course, there will never be dead people, this step two is still measured.

As for "Brother Zorro" lying on the ground at this time, his arms struggling desperately to stand up, but no matter how he struggled, Bu Er's feet stepped on his back like a boulder, and he couldn't move half a point: "Brother Zoro? You are so capable? But get up? Aren't you arrogant?" Haha" Bu Er was laughing at this classic second goods with words.

It is also thanks to this door that the second step outside the door is not hearty.

The door of the strong son store is broken bridge aluminum double-layer insulating glass, as long as it is not a thunderous sound, it is difficult to hear in the store, in the words of the strong son, antiques, see a lot of people, buy few people, finally have an intention, you need a quiet environment, drink tea, chat slowly, talk until the other party is dizzy is possible to make a deal, absolutely not because of the noise and spoil the business.

It is precisely because of this door that he can "cry to death" "Brother Zorro!" or it is so loud, it is fighting, gambling, noisy, and noisy, and you have to summon the foreign friend Wu Shan inside?

"Do you want to accept it, Brother Zoro, will you still call this name in the future?" Bu Er thought about the mysterious man wearing a black hat and black blindfold, and every time the battle was completed, he would draw a "Z" for you, his mysterious, hot-blooded, and righteous anger would not be angry, it seems that everyone has a hero in their hearts, and Bu Er is no exception.

"Brother Zorro" didn't speak, it could be seen that although he had been defeated, he just didn't accept it, he didn't speak, maybe he was thinking, labor and management are going to be angry with you, use it today, use it tomorrow, labor and management will always use it, you can still beat me "Brother Zorro" to death?

"Tough! backbone, how long can you last?" After speaking, Bu Er put away the foot that stepped on the back of "Brother Zorro", and then without waiting for "Brother Zorro" to take a good breath, he kicked him hard in the calf, only to hear a "click", and the howl of "Brother Zorro" like a pig sounded.

"I know you're hard-mouthed, keep screaming in the future! Step 2 seems to see through his mind.

I don't know what's going on, "Brother Zorro" heard Bu Er's words, his heart actually began to hair, scared, at first he didn't believe that this kid would break his calf, at most it was to beat himself, this seems to be too different from his own thoughts, right?

However, he didn't know that this young man in front of him was often carrying out dangerous tasks in the military region, arresting drug dealers and escorting prisoners abroad, and even more dangerous, what did he not do? What did he dare not do? This is still secondary, if he knew that this kid had the right to cut first and then play, it is estimated that he would have been scared to pee without having to do it at that time.

"Do you know? The dream of labor and management is to be a Brother Zorro after retiring from the army? You actually ruined the classics in my heart, the dream in my heart?" After Bu Er burst into a foul language, he slowly squatted down, only to see this kid use one hand to lift the calf trousers that "Brother Zorro" had just been kicked off in his hand, and slowly pulled it up, every time he pulled it up, "Brother Zorro" screamed in pain, until he couldn't lift it anymore, and then suddenly loosened, and his calf instantly smashed to the ground again, so the cry of killing a pig came again.

The three younger brothers who were left behind, although they were dying, their eyes were still good, and when they opened their eyes and looked at such a torturous method, two of them were directly frightened and fainted.

The onlookers may be all drama spirits, or they may all feel the pain, the expressions on their faces are very well matched, and some even make a sound in accordance with Xiao Er......'s movements;

However, after two rounds, "Brother Zorro" finally raised his right hand and said vaguely: "Don't scream, don't scream, don't scream anymore." After saying that, he actually cried "woo".

Bu Er looked at it and shook his head: "Wouldn't it have been like this earlier? Why bother, Ye is in a bad mood today, don't blame me!" After speaking, Bu Er took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth, smoked it slowly, and took out his mobile phone by the way: "Hey, 120? There are people injured here in the antique city!"

Hanging up the phone, Bu Er waved his hand at the onlookers: "Disperse everyone, there's no drama to watch, thank you for your support, lively!"

In-store.

After about a cup of tea, the expert raised his head, excited, and kept muttering: "Collection, authentic, rare collection!"

When Qiu Han heard this, the judgment in his heart was closer.

"Sir, are you sure this is the real thing?" Qiu Han asked in the most understandable sentence.

"Sure, old and decrepit, 100 percent, I dare to vouch for my reputation for the rest of my life. "Generous and powerful, the voice is like a bell, it seems that this old gentleman is indeed a little excited.

Then he said: "This is Ji blue glaze bowl, also known as" Ji Qing glaze, high temperature next time, deep color, uniform shade, glaze does not flow or crack, Ji blue glaze is the three top grades of Xuande color glaze porcelain, the process inherits the tradition of the Yuan Dynasty. There are a few natural cracks on the surface of this object, which shows that the time is long, the collector knows the goods, and the storage is excellent. And the bowl mouth lamp grass edge, neat few, most of the lines are curved, and irregular, combined with the double-row italics: the six-character Ming Xuande year. It is enough to conclude that this is a treasure, the market, rare, the current valuation is about 6 million yuan!"

The old gentleman obviously paused when he said that it was rare on the market, and this simple pause did not escape the eyes of the autumn cold.

As soon as the old gentleman finished speaking, everyone in the audience gasped except for Qiu Han. Even Yang Neng didn't expect that this small antique city could still buy treasures? Doesn't the boss understand? Why did he come to return it? Said it was a fake? Wouldn't he make a lot of money if he didn't return it?

"Okay, the thing has been experienced, the real thing! The old gentleman can keep it for you here, does Mr. Yang have any opinions?" asked Qiu Han.

I don't know if Yang Neng was frightened by the price, or if he couldn't figure out the boss's decision, when he heard Qiu Han ask himself, he nodded without thinking about it.

"So can you bring Mr. Yang with you the bill for buying things yesterday? Don't worry, in front of the public, I won't tear up the bill, I just want to confirm whether it is the same as our deposit receipt? This is very reasonable, right?" Qiu Han then asked.

Yang Neng shook his head, took out the purchased bill from his briefcase, and handed it to Qiu Han.

Qiu Han took it and said, "Xiaoli, turn out yesterday's bill and show it to me!"

Soon Qiu Han got two identical bills in his hands, and in order to show justice, he also deliberately asked the photographer to give a close-up, a regular triptych receipt, the content can be typed, and it is very clear, especially with a sentence under the bill.

After the close-up was completed, Qiu Han handed the bill to the expert old gentleman who signed it. The old gentleman took a look at it, and immediately said: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible, 400,000 yuan to buy this Jiqing glazed bowl, impossible, don't talk about it!"

Even the experts can't figure it out, the owner who bought hundreds of thousands of dollars? Can spend hundreds of thousands, it is impossible not to know the goods, since they have bought it, why do they have to return it? And say that it is a fake? This is unreasonable? What a good baby? Is this impossible?

"Possibly! very likely!" Qiu Han didn't wait for everyone to speak, he was the first to speak, he didn't want others to interrupt his rhythm, he didn't have much time to stay here, and he had distant friends to accompany him!

"Qiangzi, take out the same model you sold yesterday and give it to the old expert to appraise it!"

So Qiangzi quickly got up, from the dark compartment of the platform, took a copy of yesterday's same paragraph and handed it to the expert, the expert took it in his hand, looked at it for a moment, and then flipped to the bottom of the bowl, took out a traditional magnifying glass from his arms, carefully observed it and said: "This is a fake, it can also be said to be a high-imitation old handicraft, when the collection can, it is definitely not a real object, the market value is at most more than ten or two hundred thousand, and this is not right." ”

When it comes to the payment, Qiu Han is like a mirror, he took the tea in front of him and drank it all, and said casually: "Call the police, I suspect that you are smuggling cultural relics, and there is blackmail!"

When Yang Neng heard this, his face turned pale with fright on the spot, can't it? The boss won't cheat me, looked at Wu Shan again, and said with courage and confidence: "Why do you say that, you are slandering! If you don't tell me why, I will never give up!"

Qiu Han looked at Yang Neng with a look of disdain and glared at Yang Neng: "Do you think that if you are smart and will not be beaten, you will not be tricked by your boss? Do you want to know why? Pay the 5,000 yuan for this meal! Or you just wait for the police to come and see if I have wronged you? Or when you come out, you can ask your boss to go in person?"

Yang Neng thought about it, although it was a little painful, but it was also refreshing, and took out five thousand yuan from his briefcase and threw it on the tea table: "Now you can say it, right?" The tone was somewhat unwilling, but thinking about it, no wonder that kid said that the tea was not drunk in vain anyway? It's not too wrong, others have told you, it seems that you can't drink tea casually in the future, it's too pit.

"What do you look at in the sentence written under this note?"