"It's kind of hard to say!"

"I think I can sell it!"

"Why?"

"Just look at that handsome guy's expression!"

Just as the surrounding onlookers speculated, Qin Mo nodded.

"How much!"

When he opened his mouth, he shocked the people around him.

Onlookers couldn't imagine that someone would buy this big fake.

"Fifty thousand!"

The female stall owner hurriedly stretched out a hand, for fear that Qin Mo would regret it.

This vote of success only earns tens of thousands, at least it is better than smashing it in your hands.

At that time, I spent more than 10,000 yuan.

What I value is that my stall became famous after this business.

Such items can be sold, and others must be curious to come and take a look.

At that time, the customer flow will definitely increase greatly, and among so many guests, someone will definitely start one or two.

"A loser, I really don't treat money as money!"

"It's not good to take these 50,000 yuan for a good meal, but it's wasted on a fake painting."

These onlookers just whispered, and they were afraid of being heard by Qin Mo.

If the transaction fails because of this, you will be responsible for the consequences.

This is the rule of the night market, even if it is an acquaintance.

As long as one asks for the price, the other responds to the price.

Then outsiders can't interfere in this deal.

There is only one that can lead to an unsuccessful transaction, and that is if the buyer suddenly feels expensive and does not want it.

"Xiao Luo pays!"

Qin Mo put on a thoughtful expression, and then said to the person behind him.

Because Luo Mingjun and the seven of them leaned outside, the words of the onlookers were more or less heard.

Ji Hanlin and the others thought that Qin Mo would not want this object.

It's clear that this painting is famous in the night market, and if it was really bought a long time ago, where would it be their turn.

But Luo Mingjun doesn't think so, and he firmly believes it from beginning to end.

Besides, 50,000 yuan, isn't it for nothing?

"Okay!"

In front of everyone, Luo Mingjun took out five red bricks from his backpack and threw them to the female stall owner.

Finally, pay with your mobile phone and make up 3,000 yuan.

"Handsome guy, it's just bold, wait for me to give you the picture scroll!"

The stall owner didn't even count the money, but just crossed it over each bundle of money.

The guest who buys directly with cash, is her favorite similar.

This kind of transaction has an impact, and the red banknotes are too tempting!

"Damn, we're worried.

The latter are all subordinates, and the people are rich people.

Look at the posture of even the subordinates paying so boldly, what a envy! ”

"It's good that this painting is taken away, or it hangs here every day, and every time you pass by, you will be flustered when you look at it!"

Nowadays, night market transactions are almost all electronic transactions, and there are very few cash transactions.

Because in this place where clouds and dragons are mixed, you carry a large amount of cash.

Maybe you'll get yourself in trouble!

"Let's go!"

As Luo Mingjun paid, two men in the crowd glanced at the bulging backpack he had re-carried, and finally pulled a companion away.

At this time, no one noticed their expressions, just two disdainful guests.

"Mr. Qin, this..."

Finally, when the crowd dispersed, he walked out.

Seeing more than a dozen people behind him, Ji Hanlin asked worriedly.

Everyone remembers that Qin Mo once said that keeping a low profile is the royal way to make a fortune.

But now there are so many people behind me, wait for something good.

There will definitely be people who know the goods and participate in the yellow trade.

"It's okay, let them follow!"

Now everyone thinks that they are the only ones out of eight who are the buyers.

The other seven are all their own subordinates, so this misunderstanding is even better.

When the time comes, when you pick up objects for them, you don't need to cover them at all.

Everyone will only think that Luo Mingjun and the seven of them came over to be coolies!

The night market in Shangjing is huge, and if you want to finish shopping, don't think about it for a few hours.

What's more, Qin Mo is slow, just like a walk.

Take two steps, stop for one step, and keep going.

Half an hour later, four of the seven people behind him were already holding objects in their hands.

Now you only need to pick three more pieces, and this time the task is complete!

As for whether you like it or not, it depends on whether you have this fate.

Besides, ordinary objects will not be sold by themselves, unless they are more special.

I can't even bother to get my hands on things within a million.

"Humph!"

Seeing that he took another one, there was a Chen biting gold.

Qin Mo was disturbed halfway, and the price was 10,000 yuan higher than him.

It was the people who had been following them, and it seemed that by this time, they were seeing something.

So now I don't hesitate to cut off my beard!

The other party seems to do this often, after buying this object.

He glanced at Qin Mo with a mocking look, and then retreated to the back.

This is clearly telling Qin Mo that I will make a move next.

Qi Hanhai walked up to Qin Mo and whispered, "What should Mr. Qin do?" ”

So far, Qi Hanhai is one of the three.

"It's okay, let them follow!"

If you want to cut off your beard again, it depends on whether you are willing or not!

Qin Mo continued to lead everyone around as if he had nothing to do.

In such a big night market, there are still treasures, but they have been covered by dust.

Waiting for its owner, restart the bright moment for it!

"How much does this old object cost?"

Since you want to pit people, you have to pit a little heavier.

Now the one that Qin Mo is referring to can be said to be the treasure of the town stall.

"Five hundred thousand!"

Seeing Qin Mo coming straight to his stall, he didn't look at anything.

Just ask this, which makes the stall owner happy.

This old object, after the eyes of some experts.

I can't eat it for sure!

Don't dare to jump to conclusions, I'm afraid of being blinded!

In front of this stall, Qin Mo took these people behind.

Let them eat a little more sweetness, and visit several stalls in a row.

They are all the ones who can earn one or two hundred thousand.

After feeling that the time was about the same, Qin Mo brought the people behind him to this stall.

This object, I noticed it the last time I came over, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"500,000!"

To make a play, you have to make a set, and you have to give people a chance, Qin Mo asked Luo Mingjun to come over.

"How much more?"

Qin Mo was only heard by Luo Mingjun when he spoke, but his movements were seen by others.

He had just patted Luo Mingjun's backpack.

Anyone who followed them from the beginning knew what was in the backpack.

"Enough!"

Although Luo Mingjun didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do?

But he nodded cooperatively.

So Qin Mo smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak.

But the people behind him were more anxious than him.

"500,000 yes, I want it!"

A man walked out from behind and walked straight to the front of the stall.

The first thing was to pay 500,000 yuan to the stall owner first, so that Qin Mo didn't even have a chance to raise the price.

"How can you do that?"

Luo Mingjun stepped forward and blamed.

"I'm bidding without bad rules, why are you not satisfied with the night management?"

The man replied furiously, and then proudly took the object from the stall owner's hand.

"Oops! I said how do I always think it's weird, it turns out that the problem is here! ”