How much? ”

The Eight Poles asked lightly.

The stall impatiently made an eight-eight gesture.

The Eight Extremes asked, "Eight thousand? ”

The stall glared and said, "You think it's 80,000, if you want to take it, you'll be given 7,000, don't just leave quickly, don't hinder me from doing business." ”

"I want it."

The faint voice of the Baji Sanren made the stall directly shocked and couldn't close his mouth.

Oh yes, what's going on?

The customer, who thought it was too expensive for even a thousand yuan just now, how could he agree so happily now.

saw that the jade pendant was pocketed by the Baji Sanren, and quickly took out seven thousand yuan and stuffed it into his hand.

Only then did he understand what was going on.

Could it be that he looked away.

Let a real treasure slip out!

He was a little remorseful, but the baby who shot did not say that he wanted to come back.

Otherwise, it will be a break in the rules, and it will end very badly.

The Eight Poles scattered people left indifferently.

Once again, a few people wandered among the stalls of the antique market.

Wu Xuan was a little amazed, this time he really let the Baji Sanren pick up the treasure.

If this jade pendant is auctioned, it will definitely not be able to get hundreds of thousands.

Picking out the real antiques among the many fakes is a technical task.

Even the most elite antique appraisers can still be dazzled by the many fakes they are exposed to.

Walking through the street, the Baji people have already bought more than a dozen antiques, and they have probably spent more than 200,000 yuan.

But the total value of these antiques is far more than the consumption of more than 200,000 yuan.

Wu Xuan was very surprised, because these antiques purchased by the Baji Sanren turned out to be genuine.

He secretly thought to himself, this old man is really powerful.

The previous pretenses were all for the vendors to see.

In today's antique competition, picking up leaks is not just after you fancy that antique, you buy it directly.

If the vendors notice something unusual, it will raise the price and make it difficult for people to retreat.

And if you want to buy real antiques, you have to fight the vendors.

The jade pendant pinned to the waist of the Baji Sanren is the best example.

The antique market covers an extremely large area, and they only made a third of the entire market after visiting the street.

Baji Sanren is very happy to have acquired so many antiques.

Looking at Qin Chen, who was calm on the side, he thought about it and said: "It's always boring for me to enjoy it, Qin Chen, I think of a way, why don't we try it to see who is more accomplished in antiques?" ”

"Don't you dare."

The Eight Poles are quite provocative.

Qin Lao raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you dare." ”

Baji Sanren slapped his face: "Okay, the rule is very simple, that is, each of us spends the least amount of money to buy antiques, and whoever buys the highest value in the end wins." ”

"No problem."

Old Qin blatantly agreed.

Wu Xuan was interested, because both of them were good at antiques.

Neither of them is an ordinary person,

This silent war is expected to be fierce.

Because he was Qin Chen's apprentice, Wu Xuan followed behind Qin Lao.

Then they parted ways with the Baji Sanren, and the battle began immediately.

Finding expensive antiques among 99 percent of fakes is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

It is a great test of people's eyesight.

Qin Lao walked leisurely, glancing at the antique stall.

Suddenly, he paused and walked to a stall.

Wu Xuan followed closely, and he fixed his eyes on it.

In this stall, there are hundreds of antiques.

Antiques come in different sizes and shapes, and the colorful brilliance makes people's eyes dazzle.

His gaze, however, was fixed on an inconspicuous brass stove.

His eyes showed excitement, because this incense burner is a real antique, looking at its shape and shape, it should be Ming Xuande furnace is not bad!

He didn't remind Qin Lao because it was a fair game.

And he knew that with Qin Lao's gaze, he would never look away, and it was this Ming Xuande furnace that he fancied.

The inconspicuous stove was held in Qin Lao's hand, and he looked left and right, and his deep eyes showed a puzzled expression.

Wu Xuan wanted to laugh very much, because all this was pretended by Qin Lao, in order to deceive the small stall in front of him.

"Boss, how much is this incense ash stove?"

Qin Lao was really shocked.

Even the treasure buyers on the side watched in surprise.

The vendor couldn't cry or laugh: "Ouch, I said uncle, this is not an incense ash stove, but a real ancient piece of the Ming Xuande furnace." ”

The vendors were extremely helpless, because Qin Lao was jealous as soon as he came.

But it's also helpless, as the so-called ignorant is not guilty.

As long as he can make money, no matter what rules he has in the open and in the dark, they are all floating clouds.

Qin Lao nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "What is this stove for?" ”

The vendor was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The incense burner is naturally incense." ”

Old Qin pouted: "Isn't it, there is an incense ash stove, what kind of truth do I have with the old man." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately laughed.

This old man is the first to be able to say that an antique is so bad.

The vendor wants to cry without tears, he has been in business for so many years, and he has encountered many strange things, but today is the first time.

Wu Xuanqiang couldn't help but smile, Qin Lao's acting skills were really superb.

He felt that if he didn't award Qin Lao the trophy of the actor, he would be devastated by his amazing acting skills.

"You haven't told me how much it is." Qin Lao asked with a glare.

The vendor stretched out seven fingers and shook them.

Qin Lao was stunned: "I'll go, seven thousand, it's too expensive, it's too expensive, the old man, I just want to buy an incense burner and insert incense for the old woman." ”

The vendor said eagerly: "It's seven hundred, uncle!" ”

Qin Lao suddenly realized, and then groped around his body, questioning: "Hey, where is my money?" ”

Wu Xuan smiled bitterly and took out seven hundred yuan: "Grandpa, here I am." ”

Qin Lao nodded: "Look at my memory, hey, the money will be given to you, and this ash furnace will belong to me." ”

"Gotcha! Slow down, old man! ”

The vendor waved his hand as if he had seen it off.

But he didn't know that he had already fallen into Qin Lao's excellent disguise.

Wu Xuan's eyes were blazing, he improvised a performance, and he cooperated with Qin Lao very tacitly, but it was his own money that was spent.

However, his eyes fell on the Ming Xuande furnace in Qin Lao's hand.

Wu Xuan was excited.

This incense burner, which was said to be poor by Qin Lao and not good-looking, is worth fifteen million in the market!

Spending seven hundred yuan to harvest a priceless Ming Xuande furnace, Wu Xuan felt that Qin Lao was already in control.

"Still laughing." Qin Lao said lightly.

Wu Xuan coughed embarrassedly: "Your acting skills are really amazing, I'm willing to bow down." ”

Qin Lao smiled and didn't care: "If I don't act, how can this priceless Ming Xuande furnace be so easy to get." ”

Wu Xuan's head, Qin Lao's words are indeed true.

The battle between the antique market and the vendors is no less than a commercial war, and it is fierce.