Ten meters away from Jiang Yiming and Wang Zhen, Lu Zi'an and Xiong Jun kept watching the progress of the matter and kept paying attention.

"Haha, I do believe that this Jiang Yiming is your natural opponent, and even Yunqi is on his side."

Xiong Jun laughed so much that tears came out, Lu Zi'an beside him set a trap, at least let Jiang Yiming enter the bureau for a few days, but he didn't expect him to be fooled. I have to say that people are not as good as heaven.

"I don't believe in this evil!"

How many times has this been punched in the face? It's still inadvertently hit, and this time I'm going to come hard! Lu Zi'an said fiercely in his heart.

He wasn't very disappointed, it was just a small trap, and it didn't matter if Jiang Yiming didn't hit it. However, being laughed at by Xiong Jun, this face is really embarrassing, the matter must be escalated, and Jiang Yiming must be taught a lesson.

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Jiang Yiming finally stopped in front of a stall this time, because there was a black and red mixed wood carving that caused a reaction from the heart of nature in his body. It was not easy, and finally let him find a genuine product.

In order to prevent someone from raising the price, Jiang Yiming did not make a fool of himself, and directly took this wooden carved tiger the size of a cola bottle and asked the price: "How much is this tiger?" ”

I heard that there is a way to bargain, and that is to strike at the west. I deliberately don't buy what I like, but choose the goods next to it. When the negotiation with the boss is completed, ask him to attach something, which is what he really likes.

However, in Jiang Yiming's opinion, these stall owners have been mixing in the antique street for a long time, and their eyes are very poisonous, so they can't see your plan to attack the west. This trick is easy to fail, resulting in spending money on things you don't want, and it's better to haggle directly.

"Fifty thousand!" The stall owner didn't blink an eyelid, and shouted a high price.

"What are you kidding, a broken wood carving costs 50,000!" Wang Zhen shouted on the side, for a student, 50,000 yuan is really a lot, and the savings are enough to finish four years of college.

The stall owner was a little upset by Wang Zhen's loud shouting, which attracted the lively eyes of the surrounding people, and said stiffly: "Your friend has good eyesight, and he chose a gloomy wood carved tiger, and 50,000 yuan is not high to put on any stall in the antique street." Please don't shout, if others think that I specialize in ripping off customers at a high price, can I still do business? ”

"Yes, gloomy wood is the price."

"50,000 yuan is not expensive, this material is real."

"The young man is a novice, and he doesn't quite understand the price of gloomy wood."

There was a lot of discussion around, and they were all inclined to the stall owners.

Jiang Yiming saw that Wang Zhen's face was getting redder and redder, and it seemed that he was about to bleed, so he hurriedly put the wood carving back and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just looking." How much does this stone cost, it seems to be a little heavier than ordinary stones. ”

A quail-egg-sized stone next to the wood carving also caused the heart of nature to beat, but it was much lighter than the wooden tiger just now. If you don't get close, you almost miss it.

"Is this a jade rough stone? It's not a stone, take it for 2,000 if you want. The stall owner saw that this deal was likely to be reached, so he no longer cared about the little trouble that Wang Zhen had just caused.

Wang Zhen was a little moved, and said in a low voice: "There's no need to buy this stone, let's go directly, and he can't help us." ”

"It's okay, I really want to buy it, otherwise I'll just leave." Jiang Yiming said with a smile. After bargaining with the stall owner, the jade rough was finally sold for 1,500 yuan.

Both of them bought their favorite things and prepared to return to Sogang University, and did not stop at the stalls on the street. Seeing that he was about to leave the antique street, a gray-haired old man walked in a hurry.

Jiang Yiming saw the old man holding a porcelain vase in his hand, and his first reaction was to avoid it and hide to the right. Unexpectedly, the old man also moved, seemingly avoiding the left. Originally, it was not far away, and it was too late to dodge again, and seeing that he was about to collide, only one word flashed in his mind, "touch porcelain".

"Fuck you!" The anger in Jiang Yiming's heart was raging, and he was about to explode, and the blood in his body almost flowed backwards to his brain.

Somehow, the old man's movements seemed to slow down. Jiang Yiming's mind instantly recalled the spell he had often used recently, the mage's hand, and subconsciously used it.

"Oh, in reality, I don't have magic in my body, and this mage's hand has an egg!" After Jiang Yiming issued the spell, he immediately remembered that he could only use druid skills. However, there was no time for him to think, and he bumped into the old man.

However, what Jiang Yiming didn't expect was that the falling porcelain bottle seemed to be caught by something, and it fell straight down. It was standing firmly on the ground, as if it had been placed there, undamaged.

"My porcelain vase, ...... to pay for it" The old man's cry for heaven and earth only opened a head, and he had to swallow back the words behind, looking at the steady porcelain vase on the ground, his expression was like eating a fly.

Jiang Yiming, who felt dizzy, thought in his heart: Sure enough, he is a trickster, fortunately, the spell worked, otherwise he would not be able to figure out the trouble. My head hurts, it's like the last time I gave the Tibetan mastiff Qiling, I used my spiritual power to use the mage's hand?

Wang Zhen came back to his senses at this time, and he also saw that the old man was not good, puffed out the muscles on his arms, stared at the bull's eye and said, "What's it called?" Your porcelain vase is not good, compensate your mother! ”

He is on the basketball team, he exercises every day, his muscles are strong, and he looks powerful. The old man was yelled at by the tall and tall Wang Zhen, shrunk his neck, picked up the porcelain bottle and sneaked away.

People come and go on the antique street, and this scene has been seen by many people, and some young people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

", there are really people who touch porcelain, and in the future, I will surround those who have something in their hands."

"People are not old, they are all a lot old, and they still want to knock others and live to dogs!"

"This young man is lucky, he can go directly to buy a lottery ticket, such a big bottle fell and stood directly on the ground, and he was lucky."

Jiang Yiming felt as if he was being targeted, the last time there was a tomb robber selling something to him, and then an old man came over to touch the porcelain. Forget about one, two in a row bump together, and things are not simple!

He slowly turned his head and looked around closely, trying to figure out who was behind it. However, there were a lot of onlookers around, and I didn't find anything after scanning around.

"Let's go, don't stop at the antique street." Jiang Yiming pulled Wang Zhen to squeeze through the crowd and walked out of the antique street.

Wang Zhen patted his chest and said with palpitations: "The antique street is really a place of right and wrong, and I will come less in the future." Just now, if you really collide with the old man and break the porcelain bottle, that is, the yellow mud falls off the crotch of your pants, and you can't pull it out. ”

"Well, I'm lucky." Jiang Yiming said casually, crossed the street again, and entered the antique street from the other side.

Wang Zhen was puzzled: "What are you doing here, looking for that old man?" He must have gone long ago. And we can't do anything about the gray-haired old man, and we accidentally sue you for beating someone. ”

"No, find the person behind it." Jiang Yiming's eyes kept scanning, and he really saw an acquaintance, Lu Zi'an, and the expression on his face seemed to be unhappy, talking to the old man just now.