Although Uncle Mei, like me, came to this antique market to set up stalls and sell goods on the first day, he saw the doorway better than me.

He lit a cigarette and slowly asked me as he smoked it slowly:

"Rong Sheng, do you know why no one buys goods in this group of spectators?"

I was indeed puzzled, and frowned: "It's really strange to say, this old gentleman has obviously appraised it, saying that our bronzes are genuine, and he personally spent more than 3,000 yuan to buy a mask, why didn't anyone else react?" ”

Uncle Mei said in a low voice: "They are afraid that the old man is a nursery!" Singing and harmonizing with us on the spot, telling the fakes to be genuine, and deceiving them. ”

It dawned on me that the old gentleman was indeed acting a bit like a nursery.

Although there is a crouching tiger in the antique market, it is too much of a coincidence that we have just set up a stall and met an expert who is proficient in bronze identification.

After thinking about it carefully, even I felt strange, and asked Uncle Mei in a low voice: "Uncle, do you think that old gentleman was specially arranged by Jiang Yongguang to promote us?" ”

Uncle Mei shook his head and said, "I can't say for sure." ”

Later, I asked Jiang Yongguang, and he said that he didn't know the old gentleman, it seems that there are coincidences everywhere in life, and sometimes fate is really wonderful.

However, the visitors to the antique market are monkey spirits, and it is not so easy to make their money.

Although the old gentleman broke his mouth, and explained the mantra and Tao Fan for a long time, the crowd of spectators always suspected that he was a nursery, so in the end there was no one to cheer.

But I'm not in a hurry, Uncle Mei and I didn't come here to sell goods, but to catch big fish.

If this crowd of spectators snapped up the bronzes, it would ruin our plans.

The morning passed in a flash, during which a few customers patronized the stalls, but they only looked casually, and did not ask for treasure.

As for the accomplices of the king's shopkeeper, there is no trace of them.

I was a little breathless, and asked Uncle Mei in a low voice: "Uncle, do you think that the group of rats in the shopkeeper of the king have been withdrawn?" ”

Uncle Mei shook his head firmly and said, "Impossible." If he didn't get the Gushu Jade Jane, he wouldn't be able to deal with it in front of Master Gao, and if he lost Master Gao's palm, the king's shopkeeper's job would be smashed, and he would never return empty-handed, no matter how patient he waited......"

I nodded, got up and went outside to buy two boxed lunches and two beers, and came back, and had a meal with Uncle Mei.

Because I earned more than 3,000 yuan from that old gentleman, Uncle Mei and I ate more sumptuous than usual for lunch, and I specially asked Uncle Mei for two extra spoonfuls of meat and vegetables to make him replenish.

After all, Uncle Mei hasn't eaten much for Aunt Mei's funeral in the past few days.

After a full meal, Uncle Mei lay on the stall basking in the sun, and after a while, he began to snor.

He hadn't closed his eyes much in the past few days, so he drank some wine and just fell asleep.

I continued to look at the stalls, chatting with customers who came up to inquire from time to time.

It was also a bad feng shui, except for the old gentleman who bought a bronze mask, and our stall was set up from morning to afternoon, and not a single treasure was sold.

As the sun began to set to the west, I saw a tricycle swaying not far away, and the man with glasses and gray hair was the same old gentleman who had bought a bronze mask in the morning.

Seeing that our booth was still there, and there was no missing bronzes, the old gentleman was overjoyed, and hurriedly rode over, and said excitedly: "Great, the babies are here!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a bulging satchel from his waist and opened it carefully, only to see that it was full of 100 yuan bills!

Seeing this battle, I was directly dumbfounded, and said in my heart - "The old gentleman is going to wrap up all these fakes!" ”

Sure enough, the old gentleman said bluntly: "Young man, after I went home, I took out all the cash I had, borrowed some from a friend, and made up a total of 80,000 yuan." You are a real person, I can trust you, give me a shot in this batch of goods. ”

The so-called "one-shot" is a term in the antique industry, which refers to a batch of goods that are all wrapped up regardless of whether they are good or bad.

Because antiques are often mixed with real and fake, it is inevitable that there will be real and fake in a batch of goods, and "one shot" means that buyers have to pay for the real goods and buy the fakes, and there is often a certain gambling element in it.

I looked at the 100 yuan bill in the old gentleman's satchel, and my saliva almost flowed out.

80,000 yuan in cash! That was an astronomical amount for me at the time!

With this money, I was able to buy a two-bedroom house in a nearby county town with full payment.

The old gentleman probably saw that my eyes were shining, and hurriedly pouted, "How is it?" Young man, if you accept this price, we will close the deal immediately, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. ”

Speaking from the heart, I really want to make a deal, after all, such a large amount of money, if you don't make it, you won't make it in vain.

But on second thought, I hesitated again.

First, this batch of goods is used for fishing, and this old gentleman must not be shot. If I get rounded by him, my bait will be gone.

Second, this batch of goods are all fakes, although the counterfeiting process can be fake, but fakes are fakes after all.

This old gentleman is a decent person, a decent gentleman, he treats me with sincerity, but I sell him fake goods with shoddy goods, which is not authentic.

It can be seen that the 80,000 yuan he didn't come by easily, not only took out his savings, but also borrowed money from friends.

I've already cheated him for 3,000 yuan, and I can't bear to be ruthless again.

Thinking of this, I turned my heart sideways and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, I can't do this deal." ”

When the old gentleman heard this, there was a slight look of loss on his face, he thought that I couldn't look down on his bid, shook his head and sighed: "That's right, it's my wishful thinking, this batch of treasures is worth a lot of money, and 80,000 yuan is indeed a little less......"

But he still didn't give up, and said, "Although I can't shoot with one shot, can you let me pick up a few more?" These 80,000 pieces are at least enough for me to bring back a few more bronzes, right? ”

Seeing that this old gentleman was determined to throw 80,000 yuan to me, I was ashamed and helpless.

If I insist on not selling, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, but if I do, I will be sorry for this old gentleman.

Just when I was very entangled, another voice suddenly sounded next to the booth:

"Hmph, old man, people think you give a low price and are not willing to sell it to you, what are you still stalking about? If you don't have money, don't mess with it! ”

Following the prestige, I saw two young men coming out behind the old gentleman, these two people had fierce faces, burly figures, and the clothes they were wearing were not shabby, but they gave people a dirty feeling.

In particular, the strange smell of earth on their bodies made it seem like they had just come out of the ground.

As soon as I smell it, my heart moves!

Tomb robbers!

These two dirty men are 100% grave robbers who dig holes in the ground!

They are the king's keepers!

Fish, hooked!