She just ran into her as soon as she went out, which shows that they are really very fateful.

Scar-faced Tiger Master, she has seen it in Xiangjiang and Beijing.

The only one left is to contact the slightly younger middle-aged man who asked her to wrap the rusty lump ancient coin twice.

These two are neighbors again.

Fang Zongtang really wants to say that they are really a godsend~

"Separate walks, separate walks!"

She originally planned to bring none of them, but Song Yi didn't understand what she meant, so she drove away her son, not her father.

"Ah Tang, don't worry, they won't recognize it!"

Fang Zongtang glanced at the person who spoke, and his arm was carried quickly.

The tiger master happened to have the flowers, birds, fish and insects she wanted, but she couldn't go there directly!

Eyes swept to the side of the person who had sold her two pimples, and his eyes swept to the ground.

Good guys, another bunch of rusty bumps.

With a twist of his heels, he walked directly towards the rusty stall owner.

"You pair of rags, what should I do?"

As soon as the rusty pimple stall owner heard Fang Zongtang say this, he immediately exploded.

"What rags, I'm antiques."

Fang Zongtang picked up one of the rusty lumps and looked at it.

"Salted fish-flavored antiques?"

In a word, the rusty stall owner was in a hurry.

"What salted fish taste, salted fish flavor is passed from the fish seller over there."

Fang Zongtang glanced at it again with a disgusted expression: "There is still a smell of stinky fish, where does it look like an antique, why can't I see it?" ”

The rusty pimple stall owner said with a disgusted face: "I see that you are a fisherman, and everything you smell is fish." ”

Fang Zongtang: "Your guess is still accurate. I'm not a fisherman, I'm a fisherman. The goods are not good today, so I will run for nothing. ”

When the rusty stall owner heard her say this, he immediately began to perfunctory and didn't talk to her much.

Fang Zongtang: "It's all here, tell me, how do you sell this pile of things?" ”

The rusty stall owner couldn't listen anymore.

"What a bunch, I sell this by the piece, 100,000 yuan a piece, no two prices!"

Huh~ Listen to you, this is a little familiar?

"What you think is pretty beautiful~"

Stallholder: This voice is a little familiar?

I looked up at Fang Zongtang several times and didn't recognize him!

"Do you buy it or not, if you don't buy it, leave quickly, don't hinder me from doing business." The stall owner waved away.

Fang Zongtang snorted: "Just your thing, give it to me for free, I don't want it!" ”

The stall owner doesn't like to hear it anymore.

"What do you know? I'm all baby. Does Xiaoliyuan know? There was a woman before, who bought goods from me, and sold them for 200,000 pieces at a price. The one who buys it is like robbing. ”

Fang Zongtang: That's not her, is it?

She remembered that she sold it for 100,000 yuan, but not for 200,000 yuan?

Bragging about blowing out an extra 100,000 for her?

It's just this pile of rusty lumps, and no one can look at it except her.

It is estimated that the stall owner can buy this thing with her and brag about it for a lifetime.

"Then you just keep your rusty bumps and wait slowly to see if anyone wants them!"

She put the words behind her, turned and walked away.

The stall owner: "Come back, come back~"

The familiar taste is out again.

Fang Zongtang didn't take a step forward at all.

Turned around again.

"How much is a piece, have you figured it out?"

The stall owner said with a look of loss: "I will definitely sell 180,000 yuan for others, see what you like, 500 yuan a piece, take it." ”

Fang Zongtang: It's still a dream of beautiful things.

"Twenty yuan a piece, sell it, don't sell it!"

The stall owner immediately began to frown.

Twenty bucks, that's too little.

His 100,000,200,000 cowhides were blown out, and those who asked said that he was crazy about money. (End of chapter)