The buyer didn't say no, and started chattering again.

"Your color is falling too much, I touch my hand up, and the color will fall. If you take it back, the pattern will definitely be wiped clean. ”

The bald head annoyed him, and he picked up the bottle that had lost its color and smashed it hard at his feet.

With a bang, her heart shattered along with the bottle.

The person who found fault jumped up in fright and hid several steps back.

The bald head sneered contemptuously, turned to sit down on the stall, and looked at the person who found fault with a fierce smile.

Where did the person who found fault dare to continue to stay, and he was frightened and hurried away.

She flicked her clothes up on her wrists and walked over curiously.

When he walked to the broken porcelain, he deliberately kicked it, kicking the pointed point upwards to the side.

The bald head looks at the person without looking at the face, first looks at the pocket watch, then looks at the hand, looks down at the light bottle that Fang Zongtang's fingers are facing, and shouts directly.

"Two hundred, love or not."

She pretended to be frightened by the loud voice, lowered her head, and held the bottle for a while.

"Xingzu, look at this bottle, use it as a vase, is it good?" She asked Zhang Xingzu in a low voice.

The latter hurriedly smiled and said, "Sister, all the ones you choose are good-looking." ”

Chen Zhen neatly took out the money: "I want this." ”

When the bald head saw the money, he was angry a lot, pointed to the box behind him and said, "There are a few more such bottles, which are also two hundred yuan, do you want them?" ”

Fang Zongtang hugged the bottle and shook his head: "One is enough." ”

The bald head muttered that he didn't know the goods, so he ignored them.

Fang Zongtang hugged the bottle and walked out more than ten meters before lowering his voice and saying something, only they know how to code.

"Take it later!"

Zhang Xingzu hurriedly nodded.

After walking a few more steps, I arrived at the stall where the ancient coins were placed. A pile of black iron lumps, and rusty copper coins, were laid out on tattered cloth.

When the stall owner saw them approaching, he said directly: "One hundred yuan a piece, these are all rare antiquities, which were used by the emperor." ”

She turned around and walked away.

When the stall owner saw that she was gone, he hurriedly said: "Eighty-one, after this village, there will be no such shop." ”

She sneered directly: "Take us for fools, a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, I don't know which recycling station picked it up, I don't want to give it away for nothing!" ”

Zhang Xingzu immediately followed and said: "That's it, when we are a mallet~"

The stall owner laughed in his heart, and said in his heart: It's not a mallet, you let people pit and buy the goods in your hands?

Chen Zhen: "Let's go, don't waste time, no one wants his thing as soon as you see it." ”

The stall owner was anxious when he heard this: "Who do you say no one wants?" ”

She took advantage of the situation to go back and walk to the front of the stall.

"You're so dishonest. Don't look at us young and take us for fools. Don't you look at your stuff, what has it rusted into? Even if it is sold to scrap collectors, it can't be sold for two dollars. ”

The stall owner argued with a white face: "What do you know? Any idea what this place is? This is a small glass garden, a place dedicated to pouring antiquities. I'm serious about these antiquities. ”

She laughed directly: "I believe in old things, a coin that has been in the toilet for two years can be old like this." ”

The stall owner made her choke up and couldn't speak.

Zhang Xingzu urged Fang Zongtang to leave.

"Sister, let's go, Dad will be here in a while, and it's time to say that we're shopping randomly."

Chen Zhen retorted for Fang Zongtang: "We are buying him a birthday gift, why are we buying things indiscriminately." ”

Zhang Xingzu said with a wary face: "We don't understand, don't let people be deceived." ”

The sound of the voice is just enough for the stall owner to hear a little.

(End of chapter)