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The stall owner didn't believe that Fei Lun could see through the things on his stall, so he immediately grabbed Fei Lun and said, "Dude, you just glanced at it and said that you couldn't see it, it wouldn't be fooling me, brother?" ”

Seeing the stall owner with such a dead face, Fei Lun was a little hesitant, and said in a muffled voice at the moment: "It's not that it's a problem, but my nose has something wrong with it a few years ago and has become a little sensitive, so the smell of feces and feces is useless!" ”

The stall owner changed slightly when he heard this, because Fei Lun had basically made his words clear: Don't use your fecal soaked thing to bury me, ok? The stall owner who understood what he meant couldn't help but smile, and then his eyes rolled and he said with a smile: "Brother, your eyes are too sharp, aren't they?" To tell you the truth, I'm not an acquaintance in this stall, so I won't stand out at all! ”

It's another jargon, to put it simply, it means that if I'm not an acquaintance, I don't show the real thing at all. It's a pity that Fei Lun and the stall owner just met, and there is a ghost who believes in his words, and he is about to hit the stall owner casually, but he suddenly saves the matter of the treasure map fragments, and said lightly: "Okay, then take a look, but don't use this kind of thing to stain your eyes again!" ”

"Telat!"

The stall owner answered, and wanted to run to the store not far away. Fei Lun grabbed him again and said, "If it's a good thing, the fragments are fine!" ”

"Huh?" The stall owner was stunned, "Brother, are you talking about bronze fragments?" ”

Fei Lun bowed slightly: "Yes! ”

"Isn't it? That thing is no better than broken porcelain, and it can't be sold for any price! The stall owner was obviously a little suspicious that Pheren was playing fairy jumping, after all, in the antique business. Sellers and buyers slander buyers, and buyers slander sellers are all happening from time to time, not that if he is a stall owner, he will be a cow, if someone is a good game. There are still times when you are deceived.

Fei Lun saw through his concerns at a glance, and didn't say anything else, only said: "It's one thing to not be able to sell it at a price, but it's hard to buy it for a thousand dollars, as long as your things are good, I will naturally pay for it!" ”

The stall owner thinks about it. Anyway, he still had a lot of fragments of broken bronze that couldn't be put together, and it was nothing to take out some for Feren to choose.

"No problem, as long as you like it, brother!" Let's talk about it. The stall owner slipped into the street store.

After waiting for seven or eight minutes, the stall owner and a man who was as thin as a clothes pole vigorously carried a box out, and finally put it down at Feron's feet. That's light. It's as if the box contains not bronze but fine porcelain.

Fei Lun didn't owe any favor to this, but said with a prickly mouth: "Boss, don't you fool me again, right?" With such a big box and carrying it out of the store, why don't you just invite me into the store to see it? ”

As everyone knows, at this time, in that store, another guy of the stall owner is trapping another big fat sheep, and what he is most afraid of is that people like Fei Lun who know how to go in and talk more. That's why the stall owner brought the bronzes to the street for Faeron to look at.

It was precisely because of Sigansi's "seeing" of these that Fei Lun deliberately said this. I just wanted to test the sophistry of the stall owner.

Naturally, it was impossible for the stall owner to inform Fei Lun of the real situation in the store, so his eyes rolled at the moment, and he said: "Brother, you don't know, the light in my store is not as good as the light on this street, and it is no wonder that I will be gone when the time comes!" ”

Although this excuse is not sufficient, it can still prevaricate, and Fei Lun didn't bother to care about the "life and death" of the fat sheep at the moment, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Then open the box and take a look!" ”

In fact, he had already probed the inside of the box, and there were as many as seventeen bronzes in it, but only three of them were genuine, and among these three genuine pieces, two were antique, which was really shaking people's heads.

What is the ancient imitation, that is, the ancient people imitated more ancient utensils and cultural plays, such as the Ming imitation of the Song Dynasty, the Qing imitation of the Ming Dynasty, etc., there are too many to mention. This kind of thing, except for a very few things, rarely reaches the value of the original. However, there are also things that imitate the value of the original, such as Tang Bohu's copy of the painting of the previous dynasty which painter, maybe the value of the painting is higher than the value of the original writer's painting, but this kind of is an exception, not universal, especially on the bronze, even more so, after all, the era that attaches the most importance to bronze is in the ancient Xia, Shang and Zhou.

"Bang dang!"

As the box was opened, a puff of smoke and dust flew, and the stall owner and the guy covered their mouths and noses, and took two steps back, but Fei Lun was on the side of the box, did not move, and even directly picked up one of the pieces and said, "This is good!" ”

When the stall owner saw it, he was not calm for a moment, because what Fei Lun was carrying in his hand was the only genuine and genuine product in this box, so he stammered: "How, how?" Old, brother, have taken a fancy to this? It's not cheap! ”

"I know it's not cheap, but I'm not going to buy it!" As he spoke, Fei Lun casually flicked the bronze in the direction of the man......

Seeing this, the stall owner suddenly became calm, and shouted at the guy: "Simao, hurry, catch it!" ”

Guy Simao also knew that this Yangzun was real, so he hurriedly stepped forward, so he didn't hold it, but in the end he was pushed to the chest by the protrusion of Yangzun, and he almost didn't get out of breath, and while he rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but slip out of his mouth A swear word from Guangdong and Hong Kong: "I'll top your lungs!" ”

Fei Lun then picked up the two imitation bronzes, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "It's a pity that it's a later imitation, it's worth a few dollars, but it's not worth much!" As he spoke, he wanted to throw it out again.

The stall owner finally couldn't hold back and said, "Dude, don't throw it, you can't afford to pay for it!" ”

Fei Lun glanced at the stall owner and laughed, "How do you know that I can't afford to lose?" Do you want to make a bet, what if I can afford to lose? As he spoke, he slammed the two antique bronzes into the stall owner's arms, almost missing his overnight meal.

After doing this, Fei Lun stopped his hand suddenly, stood by the box and did not move, but looked at the stall owner, and said with a smile: "That's all there is to stock?" ”

Although the stall owner hated Fei Lun's violence, he didn't want to mess up the business, so he didn't do it immediately, hearing Fei Lun's question, and then looking at the fake bronzes in the box, he couldn't help but be a little shocked by Fei Lun's eyesight, and couldn't help crying and said: "Brother, these are good stocks!" ”

"Really?" Fei Lun didn't believe half of his nonsense, "Huh? There are still fragments at the bottom of the box, quick, that one, put these bronzes out, I want to see the fragments! As he spoke, he also pointed to Simao.

The guy Simao obviously didn't want to do this, but under the signal of the stall owner's eyes, in line with the principle that no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, he still fished out all the dozen or so bronzes left in the box one by one and put them on the stall next to him.

Fei Lun kept watching from the sidelines, until Simao had finished fishing the bronzes, and then he squatted down and began to pick up the bronze fragments in the box to see.

At this time, the stall owner could be regarded as seeing that this offspring who came out of nowhere was definitely an antique connoisseur, of course, he didn't know much about other kinds of antiques, but at least when it came to inviting similar antiques, he thought that Fei Lun was definitely a master-level figure.

However, Fei Lun is not afraid even if he is really a bronze master stall owner, after all, the water in the antique industry is too deep, even if he knows the goods, what about it? There is a way to sell goods, these stall owners are all like people, and they will definitely raise the price by ten times or even dozens of times, otherwise you won't be able to buy good things and real things!

Of course, this is only done on the premise that the stall owner knows that the buyer is a person who knows the goods, otherwise even if it is a real thing, it will definitely not be sold, after all, there are still a few people who are really willing to invest in antiques, and compared with the people who play stocks, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

After Fei Lun squatted down and took a closer look at those fragments, there were now seven or eight very small pieces of them that were extremely similar to the treasure map fragments in appearance and shape, and he immediately had the intention of buying them, so he picked up a piece and twisted it in his hand and asked the stall owner: "Boss, can this fragment be sold?" ”

Seeing that Faren picked up one of the most inconspicuous pieces of the fragments, the stall owner was a little disappointed: "Sell!" As he spoke, he slapped and said, "Five thousand pieces!" In fact, this fragment was picked up by the last time he went to buy goods, and there is no book at all.

Hearing this, Fei Lun muttered: "It's a bit expensive, is it just a few pieces?" Nothing else! ”

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "There were still a few pieces, but unfortunately I recently cleared the warehouse once, and I don't know which one to fall into!" ”

"That's a shame......

Without waiting for Fei Lun to finish speaking, Simao on the side raised his hand weakly and said, "Boss, there are a few similar pieces under my pillow." ”

As soon as these words came out, the stall owner suddenly kicked him: "A rabbit cub, eat me and drink mine, and dare not have Lao Tzu's things, hurry up and bring it to me!" ”

Hearing this, Simao covered his butt and ran away, and after a while, he took back a harmonica box, opened one end, and poured it to the ground, with a crisp clanging sound, and twelve or thirteen bronze fragments similar to treasure map fragments were poured out of the harmonica box.

Oh no, one of the bronze fragments turned out to be gray, and it turned out to be a fucking treasure map fragment.

After Fei Lun saw it, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and he pulled the treasure map fragment with his hand, leaving a trace of thought on it, and then circled nearly twenty fragments on the ground, and said, "Boss, I want one of these, can you give a discount!" ”

Hearing this, the stall owner's eyes lit up, but his mouth cried bitterly: "No, when I first bought the goods, this thing was really not cheap!" ”

Fei Lun laughed and said, "Okay boss, who are you going to be?" I'll give you a price, either you cut these scraps and sell them to me for half the price, or you can keep them for yourself and give you ten seconds to think about it! As he spoke, he casually threw the fragment between his fingers to the ground carelessly.

Seeing this, the stall owner knew that Fei Lun had plans to leave, but he refused to be cut in half: "Otherwise, brother, you can mention some more, and I will sell some of them!" ”.

(To be continued......)

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