"Sir, our shop is very famous, and we will never deceive customers." The white-faced man said something high-sounding but useless, and his mind was quick to think of a countermeasure.

Tang Yi smiled contemptuously, "Won't deceive the guests?" Then you only need to say now whether the turquoise ring face of this ring is old turquoise or whether it is raw turquoise! ”

The white-faced man was a little embarrassed for a moment, and couldn't help but turn around and glare at the white shirt fiercely. However, this stare made him find an excuse in a hurry:

"Zhiyutang's things, although carefully selected, but the antiques are broad and profound, we never take our own opinions as a conclusion to tell customers, we just display items, buy or not depends on eyesight. Therefore, what the waiter just said does not represent the views of our store. That is, it was purely his dereliction of duty that brought personal opinions to work. So, the store decided to expel him because of this serious mistake. Don't know what other questions you have, sir? ”

Tang Yi was completely speechless. Because this sentence is too level!

It's a shame that the white-faced man can figure it out. What is wit? Being prepared in advance is not called witty, but being wise in a hurry is called witty.

Although Tang Yi had never heard of Zhiyutang, he thought that it must be a famous shop in Jinmen. The white-faced man showed that Zhiyutang did not draw conclusions about antiques, that is, he put all the blame on a small waiter, then, it was he who broke the rules and talked nonsense, which affected the customers at the same time, but also affected Zhiyutang. Therefore, immediately announcing the result of "expellation" to Tang Yi is the only reply that Zhiyutang can do.

The "syllogism" is down, and it does not leak. As for the expulsion, a discerning person knows that it is just a statement when he hears it, is it possible that you are still staring at people in the store every day?

Tang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, he couldn't take it.

At this time, Lin Huanting giggled on the side and grabbed Tang Yi's arm, "Hit the cotton, right?" Let's go? ”

Indeed, Tang Yi struck a fierce strong Vajra palm, and he was about to push people into a desperate situation, but as a result, someone suddenly came to a Tai Chi push hand and easily unloaded the palm power.

Tang Yi's heart was on fire, but he couldn't send it out. After holding back for a while, he nodded at the white-faced man, and then said to Lin Huanting: "Since this is the case, let's not be busy leaving, such a good store, we should go around more." ”

Lin Huanting didn't know what Tang Yi had in mind, but it was originally a turn, although it was a little unpleasant just now, but it didn't hurt to continue to spin, so she smiled and nodded.

This white-faced man, although he is not the real boss, is the manager of this store. When the boss is not there, he is responsible for the operation of the shop. Seeing that Tang Yi didn't leave, he didn't dare to be sloppy anymore, and followed Tang Yi around the store. And the white shirt that had been "fired" seemed to be a little embarrassed, and followed them timidly and cowardly.

The white-faced man looked at Tang Yi and saw that he didn't seem to have any objections, so he said to the white shirt: "Then you stand on the last shift, and leave tomorrow." With that, he glanced at the white shirt.

The white shirt seemed to understand, this was for him to help support, and he would invite Tang Yi away as much as possible, and this matter would be over.

It's just that these two don't seem to understand, if Tang Yi was just casually shopping around at the beginning, then now, he is angry!

A rage is red.

Every time he went to a shelf or counter, he no longer looked at them one by one, but scanned them intently. It's not a shop, it's a clear search!

There are still some real things in Zhiyutang, and under the glance, Baoguang appeared one after another, alternating five colors, thick and thin. However, Tang Yi is not simply looking for genuine products, because most of the genuine products are basically market prices, and there is basically no big bargain to make.

Moreover, the things in the store are basically fakes. It's not that Zhiyutang is black, but that there are very few genuine products on the market, and it's very good to be able to see these. Strictly speaking, antique shops are not responsible for authenticity in the first place. If you make an eye, you pick up the leak, and the store can't do anything about you.

Looking at Tang Yi's stern expression, scanning back and forth, although the white-faced store manager was faintly worried, he was much more down-to-earth than just now, because he had already made up his mind, no matter what Tang Yi liked, he would only quote money and not make conclusions, so that if you like to buy it or not, nothing will happen, so it is practical to quickly invite this person away.

Tang Yi almost looked at the entire store, and didn't find any obvious leaks, so he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, this store is so elegant, it's really not an embroidered pillow!

Just thinking about it, Tang Yi's eyes focused on a large grid at the bottom of a shelf, which was not small, and there were a bunch of bottles and cans neatly stacked.

These bottles and cans are basically objects after the Republic of China, most of them have some tiny bumps, among which there are also two or three things from the late Qing Dynasty kilns, in short, they basically belong to a unified price, and they can be picked and selected at will.

Scanning the pile of bottles and cans, Tang Yi's eyes suddenly lit up!

On one of the small cans, which was only a dozen centimeters in diameter, a thick layer of red treasure light suddenly appeared!

Tang Yi squatted down in front of the lattice at the bottom of the shelf, first inspected it with his hands one by one, and finally picked up the small can. This small jar is a bit like a small jar for wine, but the arc of the lower part is not so large, it looks gentle and elegant, and the mouth is smaller than the wine jar.

This small jar is very dirty, not only is it covered with dirt, it is difficult to see how the enamel is, but it has been smeared with a lot of patterns with colored materials, so that the original pattern of the jar can not be seen clearly. At the same time, judging from the shape of this small can, it should have been a lid jar, but this small jar has no lid.

Overall, it's a dirty wreckage. It's not an exaggeration to put it in this pile of bottles and cans.

"How do you sell this little can for shaving your head?" Tang Yi picked up the small jar and asked. For jars without lids, they are generally commonly known as "shaving heads" in the row. The names in the line are generally more vivid, and without a lid, isn't it just shaving your head? Just like the painted pot we mentioned earlier, it's called a "hanging robe".

The white-faced store manager sighed when he saw that Tang Yi took out one from the pile of bottles and cans. Most of these things are the ones he collects, and they have basically passed over, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

"Two thousand ・・・・・・" The white shirt that followed behind wanted to hurry up and let Tang Yi go, so he hurriedly spoke again.

As soon as the white shirt jumped two words, it was stopped by the white-faced store manager reaching out and at the same time, the white-faced store manager smiled and said, "The other ones are unified with two thousand pieces." What you take is a bit special, 100,000! ”