"I have a crush on this bronze tripod, can you help me ask him how much it is?"

At this time, Abal stood up, leaned into Su Chi's ear, and said mysteriously.

"You be louder, it's okay, he doesn't understand. Su Chi glanced at Abar. Leaning down, he took the bronze tripod that Abal had been studying for a long time in his hand, and looked at it repeatedly.

Actually, he's just looking at it, where does he understand this thing?

But even if he thought about it with his feet, he knew that it was definitely not the real thing.

"Let's make a price, how much does this thing cost?" Su Chi put his fingers on a stack, flicked his body with a "bang", and looked at the stall owner playfully.

"Say it. "The stall owner has absolute trust in Su Chi at this time.

This is the god of wealth! The knife is much more ruthless than me!

"I don't understand this thing, you can drive as much as you think it's worth. Su Chi put down the tripod and clapped his hands.

You don't understand!

That's it!

The stall owner's eyes rolled, "I won't tell you, this Ding is a freshly seen living play, and it is an absolutely good thing! ”

The stall owner gestured a finger.

It's a pity that he is a beautiful woman throwing flattering eyes at the blind man - Su Chi doesn't know if he is talking about 100,000, 1 million or 10 million.

"Yes. Su Chi nodded, looking deeply approving.

Seeing that Su Chi was frightened by himself, the stall owner was snickering in his heart, "This tripod was only received yesterday, and now it's a rush, even if he is cheaper, 880,000 is good." ”

As the so-called lack of people's hearts swallows the snake, this bronze tripod is also made by the stall owner himself, and the cost is not more than 100 yuan. The ten night pots just now were sold for 1.8 million, which suddenly made his courage stronger, and he opened his mouth to quote a sky-high price of 880,000.

Many stall owners around were listening with their ears pulled, and when they heard this guy's offer, they all shrunk their necks and sobbed their faces.

This guy really dares to go under the knife!

Also, if you don't sharpen your knife sharpened, you're sorry for yourself.

"Eight hundred and eighty thousand. Su Chi's face was still the same, but he snorted coldly in his heart.

"How much?" Abal asked Su Chi.

"He opened 880,000. Su Chi said with a smile.

"Eight hundred and eighty thousand?!" Abal jumped up, "I look like a Kaizi?"

"Not to mention, the stall owner's eyesight is really good. Su Chi grinned.

"You tell him, at most eighty-eight thousand, no matter how high I don't want it. Abal quoted a price that he thought was right.

"Are you really right?" Su Chi chuckled in his heart.

88,000...... also said that you are not Kaizi, just this thing, eighty-eight is expensive!

"It looks like a high imitation, and it's good to do it. Abal threw out two jargons.

"You know this?" Su Chi was not calm at this time.

"I've studied it, but I can't understand it," Abal said modestly, "but I'm sure that there can't be a genuine thing on this street, and I've seen so much that this one is a good imitation." ”

"Since you like it, then you can give him 880,000. Su Chi smiled.

"Why?" Abal asked.

"Because it's not even worth eighty-eight dollars. ”

"Huh?" Abal was disorganized.

"Ah, what? 880,000 can't you pay?" Su Chi glared.

"I dig, I dig. Abal shuddered, and handed the bank card to Su Chi.

Princess Soya didn't take 180,000 seriously, and Abal didn't care about 880,000 anymore.

It's just that he doesn't understand what Su Chi means at all.

"Don't worry, I won't let you spend a penny in vain. Su Chi patted Abal on the shoulder, shook his hand and threw the bank card to the stall owner, "Swipe the card, according to the price you opened, 880,000!"

"Okay!" said the stall owner.

This time, his hands didn't tremble, and he brushed 880,000 neatly.

In a blink of an eye, there were 2.68 million more in his bank card!

In his life, he had never seen so much money!

"It's wrapped, I'll leave it here for you, and when I'm done walking around with them, you can help us move it to the car." Su Chi said to the stall owner.

"You're all right!" the stall owner agreed.

"Let's go, let's go shopping. Su Chi smiled at Abar.

"Still shopping?" Abal muttered to himself.

"Buy whatever you like, how you spend it, and I'll take care of the rest. Su Chi said with a smile.

"Oh. Abal nodded.

Suo Ya blinked at Su Chi with a pair of big clear eyes.

She had heard all the conversations between Su Chi and Abal just now, and like Abal, she couldn't figure out what Su Chi wanted to do.

By this point, she had already realized that she should have been slaughtered—those ten night pots were definitely not worth 1.8 million Huaxia coins.

The little girl's mood suddenly fell.

Soya is rich and rich, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care about being slaughtered. Faintly, she also had a grudge against Su Chi in her heart.

Next, no matter which booth the three of them walked to, someone would come up with great enthusiasm.

Can you not be enthusiastic?

This is a two-headed fat and oily foreign village!

However, Suo Ya had no interest in buying it again, and she didn't bother to deal with Su Chi anymore, and the little good impression she had for him disappeared with the 1.8 million yuan.

Abal sold a lot of things in the three stalls, and he didn't bargain, Su Chi asked him to pay as much as he wanted, and after a round of shopping, he brushed out more than 20 million Huaxia coins.

This money is still just a small case for Abar, and what he wants to know more is what kind of medicine is sold in Su Chi's gourd.

When they walked back after visiting the antique night market, the three stall owners led more than a dozen people carrying large bags and small bags, and all of them happily followed behind the three people.

When they walked to the first stall, the stall owner had already wrapped up the ten night pots and the bronze tripod and was waiting for them.

"Don't worry, I've helped you sell so many things, you can't let me be empty-handed, right?" Su Chi pointed to a pile of inconspicuous pottery fragments on the stall, "Wrap this up for me." ”

"Okay!" the stall owner agreed.

His entire stall, just this pile of pottery shards, is an old thing, but it's not worth a lot of money.

Pottery is pottery after all, and if it is a porcelain fragment, the stall owner has to wonder if it has been picked up.

When the three of them returned to the X5 car, the four stall owners were about to direct the two dozen people to put large bags of things on the car, but Su Chi stopped them.

"Check it first, it's okay and then put it in the car. ”

Cut!

The four stall owners all pouted secretly.

Do you think you're buying the real thing?

We're full and we're going to give you a bag when we're full!

Although they didn't cut their hearts, the four stall owners still opened all the packages according to Su Chi's intentions.

But when the package was opened, the four stall owners were all dumbfounded.

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