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Hearing the old man's words, the woman's eyes brightened.

She looked at the porcelain vase in her hand, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"Boss, how much does this porcelain vase cost?"

"Hehe, the beauty has good eyesight, this porcelain vase is the best treasure in my stall, a fixed price, one million!"

The stall owner first praised it, and then quoted the price.

"A million?"

The woman frowned slightly, although she liked this porcelain vase, but is one million too high?

"Beauty, this is a fine product of the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, you take a look around, in addition to those antique shops, is there such a good official kiln plum bottle outside? If it is placed in the antique store, the price of this plum bottle will have to be doubled!"

The stall owner said seriously.

"Ms. Zhao, he is telling the truth, the plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty is in such a good condition, and it is difficult to find it now! However, I can lower the price a little more and see if I can get it!"

The old man whispered to the woman.

"Well, I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

The woman nodded.

"Small money, cheaper, this is my own junior, can the price for her be the same as the price for others?"

The old man looked at the stall owner and said seriously.

"Old Sun, you are an understanding person on this street, and I don't dare to be fooled by you, you should know very well what the plum vase of the official kiln of the Song Dynasty is worth. ”

The stall owner smiled wryly.

"One million, this price is really not expensive, it is because you brought it that I came up with this price!"

"I know, but my junior thinks it's a little expensive, no matter how cheap you are, next time if there are any more guests, I can bring it to you." ”

The old man said slowly.

"This ......"

The stall owner made a look of embarrassment.

"Old Sun, even if I take it to the antique store inside to sell it, they can give me a million. ”

"Oh, then you can take it to the antique store and sell it. ”

Suddenly, the woman spoke.

Hearing the woman's words, not only the stall owner was stunned, but even the old man surnamed Sun was stunned.

"Old Sun, let's go around again. ”

As she spoke, the woman was about to leave.

Million?

Antique store collection?

She just wants to huh!

Although she doesn't understand antiques, as a businessman, she is not stupid!

The stall owner was a little anxious when he saw that the woman was leaving.

"Hey, this beauty, why did you leave?"

"You go and sell it to an antique shop. ”

The woman shook her head and said.

"No, no, beauty, the price is negotiable, you are the younger generation of Sun Lao, can I have more?"

The stall owner stopped the woman and said.

"Ms. Zhao, don't leave yet, I'll lower the price again...... After all, such a good Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain is difficult to find. ”

The old man also spoke.

"How much to sell, give a reserve price. ”

The woman looked at the stall owner and asked in a deep voice.

"Reserve Price ......"

The stall owner looked at the woman, then at the old man, and gritted his teeth, as if he had made some decision.

"Okay, for the sake of Sun Lao's face, 800,000 yuan, I'll sell it to you! Beauty, 800,000 yuan, it can't be lower, if it's lower, I won't be able to collect it!"

Hearing the stall owner's words, the woman looked at the old man.

When the old man saw the woman looking at him, he groaned slightly, and nodded: "Ms. Zhao, 800,000 yuan is really a low price, and the porcelain of the official kiln is rare to see on weekdays." ”

"Hmm. ”

The woman nodded, picked up the plum bottle again, and looked at it carefully.

"Ms. Zhao, you are new to it, you may not understand, let me introduce it to you, you look at this glaze ......"

The old man stepped forward and introduced the woman.

"Hmm. ”

The woman nodded.

"Old Sun, are you sure this is genuine? I'm going to give it away, in case ......"

"Of course it's genuine, I've been in the antique street for many years, and I still have this bit of eyesight, absolutely genuine!"

The old man didn't wait for the woman to finish speaking, and said seriously.

"Hmm. ”

When the woman saw that the old man was so sure, she was relieved.

"Okay, then swipe your card and buy it. ”

Just as the woman took out her card and was about to swipe it, a mocking voice sounded behind her.

"Song Dynasty official kiln? hehe, a broken bottle, dare to sell for 800,000?"

Hearing this voice, the woman took the bank card in her hand and subconsciously took it back.

And the stall owner's face instantly became gloomy, and he turned his head to look.

"Don Jr?"

When the woman sees the person who is speaking, she smiles in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"Hehe, Sister Zhao, I'm idle, I'm going to take a walk, and I just saw you preparing to buy something. ”

Tang Luo looked at the woman and said with a smile.

In fact, he didn't expect to meet Xiaojia's mother here, Zhao Yuefang.

"Well, I'm here to buy an antique and give it as a gift. ”

Zhao Yuefang nodded, and then thought of something.

"Xiao Tang, what did you just say?"

"I said they were too dark, a broken bottle sold for 800,000!"

Tang Luo's gaze swept over the stall owner and said mockingly.

"Broken bottle?"

Zhao Yuefang's eyes widened.

"What do you mean?!"

The stall owner glared at Tang Luo, angry.

"Ms. Zhao, who is this?"

The old man also frowned and asked.

"He's ......"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's ...... You want to pit my sister for 800,000 yuan if you break the bottle?"

Without waiting for Zhao Yuefang to finish speaking, Tang Luo said with a sneer.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Zhao Yuefang was stunned, while the old man and the stall owner changed their faces.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The stall owner glared at Tang Luo and said angrily.

"What, want to fight?"

Tang Luo smiled contemptuously.

"I'll let you have both hands, do you believe it?"

“......”

The stall owner was furious and turned to take a steel pipe from the car.

"Boy, have you ever heard of a sentence? Cutting off people's financial routes is like killing your parents!"

"Murderous parents, if your parents knew that you were cheating here, they would probably want to shoot you against the wall in the first place!"

Tang Luo sneered.

"Damn, you're looking for death!"

The stall owner raised the iron rod and was about to do it.

"Wait!"

The old man stopped the stall owner.

"What is this for?

The stall owner looked at the old man, lowered his hand holding the iron rod, and glared at Tang Luo angrily.

"This gentleman, this is a plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, which is worth a lot of money, 800,000 is really not much. ”

The old man looked at Tang Luo and said.

"Who said the plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty?"

Tang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I said it. ”

Why don't you say that this is Qin Shi Huang's urinal pot? Do you think your mouth is a god's mouth?

Tang Luo said angrily.

"Xiao Tang, isn't this a plum bottle from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Yuefang also reacted and asked hurriedly.

"Hehe, the plum bottle is a plum bottle, as for whether it is from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, it is hard to say. ”

Tang Luo grinned and said.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Zhao Yuefang's face changed.

"Sister Zhao, you have been deceived, the two of them are in a gang. ”

Tang Luo pointed to the stall owner and the old man and said.

"What? They're in a gang?"

Zhao Yuefang's eyes widened and she looked at the old man and the stall owner with ugly faces.

"Well, a bunch, they've been acting from start to finish. ”

Tang Luo nodded.