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*Hua Shu is not worried, these small means are not difficult for her, not to mention that she is an immortal cultivator, some are various means, just with her clairvoyant eyes, she can easily find a way to open the box.
"Boss, how do you sell this box?" Hua Shu was very curious about the contents and decided to buy it and study it carefully.
The stall owner was a middle-aged woman, and when she asked about the rusty box, she just looked at the little girl who didn't know anything and just came to join in the fun, so she lazily raised her eyelids and said uncontrollably: "Fifty yuan, a fixed price." ”
"Fifty, why don't you grab it?" Song Zihao jumped out.
The female stall owner just glanced at him and didn't pay attention to him, she had seen a lot of such people, and she didn't bother to deal with a child.
Hua Shu looked at Song Zihao, glanced at him, and motioned him not to speak, and then said to the female vendor: "Boss, you see this iron box rusted like this, although I don't understand antiques, but common sense is still there, this kind of rusty iron box can't tell the age, let alone fifty, even five yuan may not be bought." ”
Hua Shu didn't care about the attitude of the female stall owner at all, as if she didn't see it, and only talked about the rust of the iron box.
The female stall owner didn't expect that this little girl was not very old, but her mouth was sharp, and she couldn't help but look at her a little bit in her heart. Moreover, Hua Shu's words just spoke to her heart.
This iron box was dug up from the ground when her family built a new house, rusty and unrecognizable, and there was no sound inside, it seemed to be an empty box, she also wanted to get it to the antique market, and it could be sold for a little money, so she took it out and put it there, but it has been several months, and no one has cared about it.
"Little girl, I won't brag to you about anything, this thing was dug up from the base of my house, it must have been some years, fifty yuan is really not expensive."
Hua Shu hung her head and thought about it pretending to be contemplative, "Ten yuan, I won't have it if I have more." ”
"Thirty?" The female stall owner took a step back, but still wanted to make more money.
"It's only ten dollars, I really don't have much money." Hua Shu said as she took out ten yuan from her pocket and flipped out her pocket to show the female stall owner.
Seeing that she really had no extra money, the female stall owner turned her attention to Feng Ming beside her, and Cheng Bo and the two behind her.
Feng Ming knew that Hua Shu was deliberately lowering the price, so naturally he would not come out, and he glanced at the iron box with great disgust, as for the two Cheng Bo behind him, they turned to the side with a tacit understanding and went to another stall.
The female stall owner thought that if she missed this time, she might not even have ten yuan, and she would have to throw it away as garbage in the end.
So, the female stall owner gritted her teeth, "Okay, ten yuan is ten yuan, take it!" ”
Although he was a little unwilling, but after thinking about it, the rags dug out of the ground changed hands and made ten yuan, which is a trade without capital, and no matter how little it is, it will be profitable.
Thinking of this, the female stall owner immediately became happy again, took ten yuan with a smile, and watched Hua Shu and the others leave.
After getting a little farther away, Cheng Bo and the others immediately caught up.
"Hua Shu, what did you buy that iron box for? Rusted like that, even if it's a real antique, it's worthless. Cheng Bo looked at the iron box in her hand with a curious expression.
"It's a trap box, and it's too rusty to open, but I'd like to go back and study it and see if I can take it apart." Hua Shu didn't hide it.
"Trap box?" Cheng Bo's eyes lit up, "Will there be any treasures in it?" ”
Hua Shu chuckled, shook the box in his ear, and said, "There is no sound, it is probably empty!" ”
Cheng Bo looked disappointed, "It's empty, it's a pity ......"
After that, he lost interest in the iron box and went back to other stalls.
Hua Shu couldn't help but be surprised, Cheng Bo was silent and silent on weekdays, like a little old man, and even his expression rarely changed, but since he entered the antique street today, he has completely lost his usual seriousness and rigor, just like an ordinary teenager, showing various expressions that are difficult to see on weekdays, which is really surprising.
Song Zihao took a step behind, and happened to see Hua Shu looking at Cheng Bo's back, with a look of surprise on his face, and couldn't help but explain with a smile: "Cheng Bo has been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child, and he has a soft spot for antiques. ”
"Chengbo's grandfather is an antique lover?" Hua Shu asked casually.
"Leci Auction Company, I don't know if you've heard of it?"
Hua Shu nodded, and couldn't help but turn a thought in her heart, Cheng Bo's surname is Cheng, and Cheng Lao of Leci Auction Company is also surnamed Cheng, these two people can't be so coincidentally grandparents and grandchildren, right?
As soon as I thought about it, I heard Song Zihao say: "Cheng Bo's grandfather is the chairman of Leci Auction Company, known as Cheng Lao, is a very famous antique lover, Cheng Bo has been taken by Grandpa Cheng since he was a child, mixed in the antique market around the world, so he is very keen on antiques and picking up leaks. ”
"It turns out that he is really an old grandson." Hua Shu muttered, the voice was very small, and Song Zihao didn't hear it.
Looking up at the sun, Hua Shu turned back to Song Zihao and said, "It's not early, you should hurry up and pick up a gift!" ”
As soon as she reminded him, Song Zihao also found that the sun had risen and the temperature was getting higher and higher, so he hurriedly asked Hua Shu for help: "You can help me pick it, I am dazzled by so many stalls." ”
"You didn't pick it up?" Hua Shu raised her eyebrows.
"Although I'm interested in picking up leaks, I hate shopping with a stinky sweat even more." Song Zihao pursed his lips and frowned slightly, he has had a slight cleanliness habit since he was a child, just thinking of his stinky sweat shopping under the sun, he couldn't stand it a little.
"I really don't know what kind of gift is appropriate, please Hua Shu, you can help me pick it!"
Hua Shu sighed helplessly, "From the beginning, you chose the wrong place, Changchang has no interest in antiques, her family sells jadeite wool, she has been exposed to jadeite since childhood, and her favorite is all kinds of colorful and crystal clear jadeite, you should not come to Antique West Street, but should go to Antique East Street." ”
"Huh?" Song Zihao was dumbfounded, then stomped his feet in anger, and said angrily: "I knew that Cheng Bo's guy was unreliable, and I knew that I would ask you directly at the beginning." ”
Hua Shu glanced at him speechlessly, who was the first to walk into the antique West Street before, and now say this, an afterthought!
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