Chapter 25: Self-defeating

After looking back and forth, I also have a bottom in my heart.

"Old man, how much do you want to sell?"

The old man began to stretch out three thick fingers, and then sharply extended a fourth.

"Four hundred?" I said seriously.

"What, I didn't sell it if people gave 20,000 yuan, the countrymen don't know how to do business, if you give 40,000 yuan, I'll sell it, exchange some money, and go back to let the doll go to school."

I smiled: "Four hundred, I'll take it." ”

"You're a mallet, you know a ball, good stuff."

As he spoke, he directly snatched the bronze sheep lamp back and put it on the ground and wrapped it carefully.

While wrapping it, he said to himself: "No one wants good things, I sell them to others, you don't have the fortune, don't be blushing." ”

He deliberately wrapped it very slowly, as if he was waiting for us to speak, Bao Yudrunk looked at me, I looked at her, and no one spoke.

Several layers of newspapers, the old man wrapped them for about ten minutes, constantly making a posture to leave.

Seeing that we didn't stop him, he stopped himself when he walked to the door: "You also gave 20,000 wow, and sold you." ”

"Four hundred." I replied to him immediately.

"Ball, I don't know the goods, I really left if I didn't buy it."

"Slow down."

The old man walked out with a snort, and just went out and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Bao Yudrunk snorted twice: "Twenty thousand things, how can you give four hundred?" ”

"Four hundred is still a high price, fake, imitation is very real, it was buried in a manure pit for two years after it was old, and the patina is not right."

I said proudly.

"You can see that, too." I asked.

Bao Yudrunk snorted and said, "I knew it was fake before he opened it." ”

"Huh? See-through eyes. ”

"Fart, his hands are too delicate, the hands of the farmer either have calluses or wind cracks, his hands are too clean."

I felt that Bao Yudrunk had taught me another lesson, many people selling things deliberately opened the newspaper layer by layer, the purpose was to attract my attention with curiosity, the water in the antique industry is really deep, deep and muddy.

"This kind of thing is relatively common, and people often come to such a show, deliberately pretending to be people from the mountains to enter the city, and selling fakes."

I said angrily: "You guys are so deep. ”

"Antique ghosts, antique ghosts, no ghosts who play antiques."

After speaking, Bao Yudrunk pointed out the window: "Did you pay attention just now, there was a group of people around." ”

I nodded, "What are you selling?" ”

"Bet on melon seeds, a bowl, a plate of melon seeds, the stall owner lets you watch and throw melon seeds into the bowl, and then asks you to bet and guess a few."

"Cheating, those who win money are dragging."

"That's right, fools know how to deceive, bets are delayed, and those who lose money are also delayed."

I didn't understand, so I hurriedly asked, "What are they still playing with?" ”

"Stealing the wallets of smart people, people are next to each other, waiting to see the liar and the deceived person, but they don't know that they are the fat."

I gasped, these tricks were beyond my comprehension.

As he was talking, an old man came to the door, dressed almost the same as the old man just now, the only difference was that he brought a straw hat.

The old man turned around the door several times, but he didn't dare to come in, and his expression was even more anxious.

"Master Shuang, his brother is here."

Bao Yudrunk sniffed and said, "Come on, let's take both of these brothers." ”

"I'll see it."

After speaking, I directly pushed the door open: "Uncle, come in and cool down." ”

The old man glared at me, still looking left and right.

I smiled, "It's okay, come in and take a break." ”

To my surprise, after the uncle entered the door, he squatted directly in the corner of the wall and took out the dry tobacco in a hurry.

Yo, new script.

I paused, "Drink some water?" ”

"Do you want money?"

"Don't."

"That's fine."

I handed the old man a bottle of water, and he poured it into it.

"Uncle, I think you have something to sell."

The old man was stunned for a moment: "What? You can see that, too. ”

"Antiques, it's all about eyesight."

The old man unhurriedly took out a pocket from his bag: "Look at it, how much can this be worth?" ”

"Twenty thousand." I haven't seen anything yet, so I'll just give you a price.

"What? Twenty thousand? It's true? ”

I wanted to play tricks on the liar, but I was surprised by the old man's shocked expression.

"Can a shoe be worth 20,000?" The old man continued to ask.

His expression made me have to put away my joking mentality.

Open the baggage, inside is a red satin embroidered floral high-soled shoes, the harem of the Qing Dynasty, the original owner should be a three-inch golden lotus, the upper is red satin, the multicolored silk thread is embroidered with Qi needles all kinds of evil ghosts, the sole is wooden, and there are strange symbols and scriptures engraved on it.

"Can this give 20,000?"

I gasped, I didn't expect to touch this thing.

"Where did it come from?" I asked with a serious attitude.

The old man snorted his dry cigarette and coughed and said, "Pick it up." ”

"Where did you pick it up?"

"Why do you ask this, didn't you say 20,000? I sell. ”

To tell the truth, the thing is old, 1,800 can be worth it, but 20,000 is sky-high, and this thing is too evil, I took it to avoid disasters for the old man.

"What? Regretted it? ”

I smiled: "If it is a pair, it can really be worth 20,000, but you only have one, I can only give you 2,000." ”

"What? There is so much difference, two are 20,000, and one has to be given 10,000. ”

"Uncle, we can't count it like this, when we buy shoes, we buy a pair, who buys one, right."

"Add some more."

"I can't add it."

The old man looked at me angrily and reached out to get something back.

I also handed it over without hesitation, this thing talks about fate, I want to help you, you don't accept it, I can't help it.

But the old man didn't answer, he said cautiously: "Add more." ”

"I can't add it."

"Okay, I want cash."

I looked at Bao Yuzui: "Master Shuang, give money." ”

As soon as he heard the money, the old man immediately came to his senses, and his eyes became bright.

Bao Yudrunk handed me 2,000 yuan, but I didn't rush to give it to him.

"Uncle, I want to know where these shoes come from."

"I really picked it up."

"Something that came out of the grave."

The old man suddenly shuddered, and his body trembled slightly.

I continued: "If you don't want to say, I won't ask, the money is for you, someone in the family is lame, remember to come over." ”

"What? How do you know? The old man said in horror.

"Who's lame?"

"My son, his left foot suddenly lame, and the county can't see it well, so I'll come to Kyoto to take a look."

I sighed, "What about the other shoe?" ”

The old man also sighed: "The grave I dug with Wu Lao Er in the village, half of the east and west families. ”

"Tell me more."