23. I want to make money! You have to hype it first! (Ask for a commuter pass)

"I'm not mistaken, right? The starting price of each piece is 40 million? ”

"I said, will this be an extra 10,000 words?"

"Hahaha! This little young man should write an extra 100 million words! That's even more awesome! ”

"The most valuable treasure pavilion on this street, the more expensive cultural relics in it, are only a few million bases, right? Is he only 40 million here? ”

"If it's really that valuable, why don't you put it at auction? What to sell here? ”

"I seem to have seen this young man just now, wandering around the antique street a few times, I don't know if it is a few thousand yuan or a few hundred yuan, he accepted these few things, and then began to add a 10,000 characters to sell at the back?"

"What the hell is it about?"

Luo Feng at the moment.

Pointing at the people around you.

He didn't care.

I care.

Why are there some people who don't know the goods?

Is it okay to come directly to someone who knows the goods?

Of course, one of them said that it was a good choice to take it to auction.

But to put it bluntly, the auction will deduct a lot of handling fees, and buyers and sellers are basically working for the auction.

The water is deep in there.

And it's troublesome.

To put it simply, if Luo Feng operates more, he will definitely be able to make more money, but it is too troublesome.

Isn't that the same as picking up?

Is there that kung fu?

It's better to spoil your niece and get a reward.

Therefore, Luo Feng will definitely not go to the auction.

"Alas, if you don't know the goods, are you going to work in vain?"

Luo Feng glanced around at these people.

Probably just twenty or thirty people around.

It's not very explosive.

Slightly inwardly smirked.

Luo Feng had an idea.

Immediately began to scare these people.

"I said you, do you know the goods? If you don't know the goods, you can go aside! ”

"Let's go to learn more from a teacher!"

"Don't judge treasures based on your knowledge at every turn!"

"You're so bad-eyed!"

Luo Feng faced an uncle at the front, and he counted them all down.

"You young man? Are you talking about me? The uncle pointed to himself, and Luo Feng seemed to be saying it to himself.

"I'm not talking about you alone, I'm talking about a bunch of you!"

What Luo Feng wanted was their anger.

Just anger.

There will be a quarrel.

Then there will be more people watching.

Then naturally there are people who know the goods.

This sentence is like that classic line, I don't mean that you are garbage, I mean that everyone here is garbage.

Full taunt skills.

"Look at this young man, dressed so well, why does he talk so unpleasantly?"

"I've been in this business for more than 30 years, old man, and I don't know if your things are worth anything?"

"It's so rude!"

"Just three pieces of? Still want to sell for 40 million? Crazy, right? ”

Natural.

Luo Feng spoke politely.

They're not welcome.

No one will get used to anyone.

But Luo Feng glanced around, it was so many people scolding him that caused more and more people to watch.

I smiled secretly in my heart.

The loss is the loss of points.

But the purpose was achieved.

"Wow! Mr. Long! ”

"It's Mr. Long here!"

"It's Mr. Long?"

People around.

It is also a lover who often comes to this street.

I saw Long Jianfei, the chief appraiser of the Treasure Pavilion.

It's familiar, of course.

This Long Jianfei, who is from the national archaeological team, retired because of his age, and then became an appraiser in an antique shop, with an easy job and a high salary.

At the moment he was passing by.

If it weren't for the quarrel here.

He wouldn't even look at it more.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you arguing about here?" Long Jianfei looked at an acquaintance in the crowd and asked.

"Hello Mr. Long, it's nothing important." Mr. Zhang pointed to a few things from Luo Feng and said: "Just this kid, I took the things I just picked up at the antique street stall, and wrote a row of words on my hand, saying that the price starts at least 40 million, you look at this, and then said that we don't know the goods, and that we don't have eyesight!" ”

"Huh!" Long Jianfei snorted coldly and didn't make any statement, because he saw through it at a glance, this person is just draining, this kind of measurement is not a new thing in the antique street.

A lot of things.

As long as there is traffic.

You're shit.

There will always be someone who likes your stuff.

For example, those phone scams seem to be idiotic deceptive methods, but someone is fooled, this is traffic, there are many people, and you can always deceive one.

Long Jianfei is also an old-timer, he won't scold Luo Feng, and is about to turn around and leave.

But Luo Feng shouted: "Old man, it's all here, why don't you take a look?" "Since the other party is the chief teacher, Luo Feng is of course interested in him.

Luo Feng's shout.

It was clear that the other party stopped.

But Long Jianfei ignored it.

Keep going.

"A lot of meat at a glance? What if you missed the chance to see the treasures? ”

Luo Feng spoke again.

Obviously.

Long Jianfei also turned his head, and the other party made sense.

Take a look at it without losing a piece of meat.

Then check it out.

"Little brother, fortunately, you didn't say anything about the excitement that my eyesight doesn't look good at, otherwise I really wouldn't have taken a look!" After Long Jianfei turned his head back, he squatted down, but it was just that.

Long Jianfei noticed that the porcelain jar was a little different.

Sure enough, it is the layman who looks at the excitement, and the insider who looks at the doorway.

These people have been here for a long time, and they all say that they are junk goods.

And people, just at this glance, seem to see the clues.

"It's kind of funny! Make such a shell? Is it a mystery? ”

Of course.

Long Jianfei just said this in his heart.

Such an old fox.

So that there will be no verbal conflict.

But then keep looking.

The more his eyes glowed, an incredible light.

The hand holding the porcelain jar trembled slightly imperceptibly with the naked eye.