The stall owner is a greasy middle-aged man, and he has been looking at Song Yue since Song Yue came over.

Eyes fiery.

A beauty like Song Yue, he has never seen it up close in reality.

If you take a closer look, it looks better than the posters of female stars in his collection!

Still a student!

There were people coming and going on the street, and the stall owners didn't dare to do anything, they just couldn't help but feel itchy.

When Song Yue heard Fugui's words, she felt strange: "Why do you want to buy it?" This thing shouldn't be worth much. ”

"It's not your average beauty portrait, you have to buy it anyway."

Song Yue had no choice but to ask the stall owner: "How do you sell this thing?" ”

The stall owner couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw that Song Yue actually chose a tattered clay beauty statue.

He also thought that Song Yue would choose those delicate and beautiful gadgets, but who knew that he was far away from this.

But he reacted very quickly, and as soon as his eyes rolled he said: "This is a Bodhisattva, don't look at it as inconspicuous, it was actually offered in the palace, but it was too old, and it took off the golden body, so it became what it is now." ”

He actually doesn't know much about it, but after a long time in this business, he can come out with something nonsense when he opens his mouth.

Song Yue almost rolled her eyes when she heard this, just this tattered Bodhisattva, in the palace, with a golden body, when she was wronged.

"Do you dare to say that it is a bodhisattva, a wild bodhisattva? Fifty at most, love to sell or not. ”

"Fifty?" The stall owner exaggeratedly said, "Little sister, do you think you are buying rags?" ”

"Aren't you just a piece of?" Song Yue's face was full of disgust, "If you don't want to give a gift to someone you hate, you think I want to buy it?" ”

The stall owner twitched his cheeks and looked at Song Yue suspiciously: "You bought it to give it to someone you hate?" ”

He had collected all these things from the countryside, and he couldn't tell how many genuine ones there were.

But who doesn't know about picking up leaks in their business?

Song Yue inexplicably wanted to buy a clay tattered beauty statue, and he was really worried about whether he had lost his eyes and sold the treasure as a tattered one.

Song Yue nodded, smiled evilly at him, and said with some smugness: "I recently learned a spell to curse people with beauty statues. ”

"There's one guy I'm really annoying, so I'm going to give it a try."

The stall owner felt chills all over his body inexplicably, and couldn't help asking, "That...... Where did you get that spell from? ”

The students of this year are really amazing, and they actually want to curse people!

"What it looks like in the book, what is it called a psychic master?"

When the stall owner heard this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "The book you are talking about should not be a novel, right?" ”

"It's a novel, but it's well written, and the spells in it are definitely not made up!"

The stall owner was speechless for a while, it turned out to be a silly girl who read novels and read bad brains.

He looked at Song Yue's beautiful little face, and his heart itched again.

This girl doesn't seem to have a high IQ, maybe she can ...... as long as she coaxes her.

was thinking about the horse, and suddenly it was dark in front of him.

The stall owner subconsciously raised his head and saw He Shenyuan with a murderous face.

Those dark eyes scraped at him like knives, and the stall owner was almost scared to death.

He Shenyuan glared at the stall owner warringly, and asked Song Yue, "What are you doing here?" ”

Song Yue pointed to the broken clay beauty statue and asked the stall owner: "Fifty, do you want to sell it?" ”

He Shenyuan glanced at the beauty statue, and his brows instantly furrowed.

I don't know why, he just thinks it's very unpleasant.

The stall owners were about to be scared by He Shenyuan, where did they dare to bargain?

"Sell, sell, sell!"