Finally waited for the waiter to put the dishes together, in fact, there were not many, only six light side dishes, no meat, maybe the old man was vegetarian.

Officially talking, Mr. Jin is not He Lao Liu, he is very frank, and he directly brought the money to the private room, a total of eight boxes, which are exactly the same as He Lao Liu's two suitcases, maybe this style is more popular in the antique world.

Jin Xiaomei opened the boxes one by one and showed them to me, and after the display, the old man raised his hand and smiled: "Old man Qian brought it, where are the goods?" ”

I also happily took Izumo sideburns out of my bag and handed it to the old man.

The old man took out a delicate locket from the placket of his clothes, opened it, and inside was a small monocular (probably a microscope or something), looked at Izumo's sideburns, looked at it from beginning to end, and read out the Manchu inscription engraved on it.

"Sure enough, it's genuine!" The old man was very happy after inspecting the goods, and took back the small box, but returned the Izumo sideburns to me, leaving me confused.

"8 million, is the guide price given by Xiao Xie, although your thing is good, but in the old man's opinion, ......" Old Man Jin smiled, it seemed that he was going to bargain.

8 million is too little for me, can I still ask you to bargain further?

I hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop: "Old man, Ming people don't do dark things, Ming people don't say dark things, how much this hairpin is worth, you and I must know it in our hearts, I also believe that today's transaction will be happily concluded, but what I want to talk about is not the eight million things." ”

I pointed to the money box on the ground: "I don't want any of this money." ”

"Oh?" The old man was puzzled, looked at the Izumo sideburns in my hand again, and asked a little nervously, "Don't you want to sell it?" ”

"Not for sale, but for exchange." I laughed.

"Swap? How to change? The old man asked.

"Old man, any industry has a profit margin, and I dare to ask, what is the profit margin of your family making weapons?"

Old Man Jin smiled slightly: "Well...... It's hard to say, right? ”

"Surely it won't be less than 30%, right?" I speculate that most industries have higher profit margins than that, otherwise what else is it to make? Do you want to make a drink?

"That's nature." Old man Jin confessed.

"Okay," I was waiting for his words, "If it is 9.63 million, the cost price will be 6.7 million at most, which is more than 1 million compared with the 8 million." ”

Old Man Jin was puzzled, but his granddaughter understood: "Oh! Brother, you want to use Izumo sideburns to pay for weapons, right? ”

When Cui San reported to me in the afternoon, Jin Xiaomei was also present and knew the origin of the number 963.

I nodded.

Jin Xiaomei explained to her grandfather about the afternoon, and after listening to it, Mr. Jin thought thoughtfully, I thought he was settling accounts, but the old man was silent for a while, but he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I won't do this deal." ”

"Huh?" I wondered, how can it be calculated that he is making good money, why don't you do it?

Mr. Jin smiled: "I don't mean the business of this hairpin, but the business of weapons, that meridian mandarin duck, since I have paid the deposit, I will naturally deliver it to you, but the other nine weapons, forgive us for the limited resources of the Golden Gun Gate, we can't make it for you." This hairpin, 8 million is 8 million, the old man will not bargain with you, the hairpin is left, you take the money away, if Mr. Wu really needs this batch of weapons, you can use this money to go to other houses to purchase, mention the old man's name, most people will give some thin noodles, and it can be cheaper. ”

"Grandpa, our family's meteorite resources are obviously enough......" Jin Xiaomei interjected, but was stunned by Mr. Jin's beard.

Yaoyao and I glanced at each other and felt that there was something strange about this matter.

It's definitely not about money, Cui San, as an employee, can't give me an offer that his boss can't accept.

Could it be that the old man has doubts about our identity through the style of these weapons?

I looked at Yaoyao and asked with my eyes: Then do you still sell cloud temples?

Yaoyao nodded.

"In that case, then I won't force it. As for this hairpin, we can make a deal. "I got up, shook hands with Mr. Kim, and made a deal.

After the incident, Mr. Jin left with his granddaughter.

Yaoyao leaned on the window and looked at it, then turned her head and asked me, "Do you dare to stay here alone?" ”

"What don't you dare." I said, this is not a battlefield, it is a hotel with wind and snow.

"I'm going to talk to this old man and see what he's worried about......"