"Brother, don't be fooled!" Zhang Yan reminded in a whisper.

"Don't worry!" Zhang Yuan smiled and began to investigate the stall in earnest.

"Little brother, look at this! Although the one you took is also genuine, it is not a boutique! The fat man tried his best to sell all kinds of fakes to Zhang Yuan.

After a moment, Zhang Yuan glanced at the fat man meaningfully and left his stall.

"His uncle, this guy is really damaged, there is not a single real thing on the stall!" Zhang Yuan smiled secretly and continued to patronize the next one.

"Little brother, don't go, if you sincerely want it, this Yuan Qinghua can give you a profit, and directly give you a three-fold discount, 30,000 yuan to take away!"

After Zhang Yuan left, the enthusiastic voice of the stall owner lingered behind him for a long time.

"If it's really a Yuan Qinghua worth hundreds of millions, who will sell it for 30,000 yuan? Obviously trying to deceive those who want to pick up the bargain! Zhang Yuan smiled and shook his head.

In the thrift market, Zhang Yuan took his sister to walk for more than two hours, and the longer he shopped, the more disappointed Zhang Yuan became, because he didn't see a few real items at all. And those few pitiful genuine goods, the stall owners all know that it is obviously impossible to pick up the leaks at a low price.

"Brother, don't you see something you're happy with?" Zhang Yan saw Zhang Yuan's disappointed look and asked in a low voice.

"Well, look at it for a while, and if you haven't already, you'll go back!" Zhang Yuan thought of what he had sworn before, but he failed to pick up the leak, and felt a little hot on his face.

"Brother, these stalls are selling fakes, let's go!" Zhang Yan seemed to see Zhang Yuan's embarrassment and spoke.

"Look at it a little longer!" Zhang Yuan didn't give up and decided to take a look at these stalls.

Just as Zhang Yun was about to go back, he saw a pair of plum bottles in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

"Brother!" Zhang Yan saw Zhang Yuan's happy expression and reminded.

"Ahh Zhang Yun also felt out of shape, if he just walked up like this, it would be strange if the stall owner didn't slaughter him fiercely.

"Boss, how do you sell this big bottle?" Zhang Yuan didn't even look at the plum bottle, but pointed to a giant multicolored bottle that looked like a fake.

"Brother, good eyes!" The boss gave a thumbs up, looked admiring, and said, "This is the Kangxi official kiln, look at this, the Kangxi year of the Qing Dynasty!" This knowledge of steel is powerful, the writing is natural, and modern people can't do this effect! ”

"How much?" Zhang Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense with this boss.

"Brother, have vision!" The stall owner boasted about the bottle to Zhang Yuan again, gestured, and said, "This number!" ”

"Eight?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but joke.

"Little brother, are you kidding me?" The stall owner feigned anger and said, "Eight yuan, don't even show it!" ”

"And how much do you say?" Zhang Yuan looked at the stall owner with a smile.

"It was supposed to be sold for 800,000 yuan, let's make a friend, give you a discount, and take 80,000 yuan!" The stall owner looked like he had suffered a big loss.

The stall owner will adjust the price according to the age of the visitor, and if Zhang Yuan is replaced by an old man, the stall owner will shout 1,000 to prevent people from being scared away. But when you meet a chick like Zhang Yuan, you can shout the price to the sky, and if the other party bargains, he often feels that he has picked up a big bargain when he cuts to one-tenth, so that the stall owner may make a lot of money.

"Eighty!" Zhang Yuan gestured.

"Brother, it's insincere, isn't it?" When the stall owner heard Zhang Yuan's price, he almost fell to the ground.

"Poof!" Zhang Yan also laughed.

"Boss, it's you who are insincere first!"

"Okay, brother, as soon as I see that you are an expert, I will give you an internal price!" The stall owner looked at the left and right mysteriously, as if he was afraid of being discovered, and said in a low voice, "Take 5,000 yuan, no two prices!" ”

"Eight hundred dollars, and a pair of small bottles!" Zhang Yuan looked like he didn't eat oil and salt.

"It's not good, it's not enough for me!" The stall owner looked angry and waved his hand.

"Yeonko, let's go!" Zhang Yuan knew what trick the stall owner was playing.

"Brother!" Zhang Yan followed.

"One step, two steps, three steps, call!" After walking a few steps, Zhang Yuan waited for the stall owner to call him.

"Brother, come back, if you have something to say, 800 yuan is 800 yuan, just make a friend!" When the stall owner saw Zhang Yuan leaving, he was in a hurry.

In fact, the purchase price of his fake bottle was only eighty yuan, and he made nine times as much at once, and the stall owner was certainly happy.

"Eight hundred yuan is fine, but you have to build a pair of gadgets!" Zhang Yuan said unhurriedly.

"This is easy to discuss, I don't know what gadgets you like?"

"I'll take a look!" Zhang Yuan looked like a layman, swept around the stall, and finally pointed to the pair of plum bottles and said, "That's them!" ”

"Brother, this can't be done, this pair of bottles is an authentic Qianlong official kiln! Don't say it's free, even a million won't be sold! The stall owner shook his head vigorously.

"Could it be that this guy already knew!" Thinking of the failure to pick up the leak, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but be disappointed. At this time, Zhang Yuan was two meters away from the stall owner, and the two Zhang Yuan's divine senses could only observe the interval within one meter, and failed to find that the stall owner was lying.

In fact, Zhang Yuan knew very little about antiques, and the reason why he dared to pick up the leaks was because he had the divine sense of a cultivator, and he could use his divine sense to judge whether an item was an old thing. As for whether this thing is an official kiln and how much is it worth? Zhang Yuan didn't know.

"Forget it, let's go!" Zhang Yuan turned away in disappointment.

"Little brother, don't! Everything is negotiable! When the stall owner saw Zhang Yuan's appearance, he knew that this fat sheep was really leaving, and he immediately became anxious.

"Hey! There's a play! Hearing the stall owner say this, Zhang Yuan knew that the stall owner just wanted to sell for more money, and did not recognize the authenticity of the plum bottle, so he immediately turned around and said firmly, "Eight hundred yuan, a pair of small bottles for a big bottle!" ”

"Little brother, three bottles, two thousand pieces! No two prices! ”

Zhang Yan was speechless for a while, this guy has said it many times.

In the end, Zhang Yuan bargained with the stall owner for half a day and sold for 1,600 yuan.

"Brother!" Zhang Yan looked at the three bottles, still drumming in her heart.

"Don't worry, let's go! Let's go to Bao Rong Zhai to sell bottles! ”

Zhang Yuan and Zhang Yan took the bottle and walked towards the largest local antique store.

"Idiot!"

"I'm crazy about money!"

"You're a fool, aren't you?"

The people around him scoffed at Zhang Yun's actions.

With a "clang", Zhang Yuan smashed the big bottle to pieces and threw it into the trash.

"Brother?" Zhang Yan was taken aback by Zhang Yun's actions.

"That bottle is so fake, I've wanted to smash it for a long time!" Zhang Yun smiled and held the two plum bottles in his arms.

"Then you still ......" Zhang Yan said this, and suddenly laughed, "I understand, you have been fighting the idea of this pair of bottles for a long time!" Deliberately buying large bottles to divert the stall owner's attention. ”

"Clever!"

……

Zhang Yuan held the pair of plum bottles and walked into Rong Bao Zhai. The shopkeeper glanced at Zhang Yuan and the others, and secretly said that there were two more ignorant teenagers who had dreams of picking up leaks to sell the "antiques" they had picked up.