Chapter 17: The thief who sells but does not buy

The afterglow of the sun is still in the western sky, reflecting most of the red clouds, Yang Fan dragged a large bag of ancient jade and ancient books that he bought today, wandering on the main street of the antique street, and all kinds of antique shops have now turned on the lights. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking to the corner of the street, Yang Fan saw two stalls next to him, one was a scholar with four treasures, and the other was selling antique jewelry.

The one who sells antique ornaments is a very obscene old man, dirty, I can't tell my actual age, say he is sixty years old, very similar! Say he is seventy years old, some people believe it!

"These antiquities are precious and fragile, be careful!" he said, sitting there with his eyes half-closed, and said to those who did not just look at them and did not buy them.

Hearing this, a girl with big eyes and particularly thick eyebrows carefully put the jade pendant in her hand on the stall, but her eyes were fixed on another delicate silver pendant.

"Two hundred, the minimum for antiques here is two hundred!" As soon as the old man spoke, the girl and a few other onlookers immediately dispersed. Just kidding, all this money can buy a good jewelry or clothes, who would buy this shabby thing, and this thing is not usually expensive!

"Poof" sound, it was Yang Fan's laughter, fortunately there was no one around now, otherwise it would be too big.

These are on the ground and look like some vintage stuff. A lot of soil has been deposited in the concave part, and the protruding place is more like an antiquity of bronze, in fact, Yang Fan has seen it in the handicraft store on the antique street.

These are materials made of resin, with stone powder added to bring the weight close to copper. The surface is sprayed with a layer of gold paint, which is sprayed with a faint antique paint, and then the protruding area is applied with a rag.

After this resin material is processed, with an antique lampshade, it is an antique lamp specially exported. This thing is relatively rare in China, and most people try the weight, and when they look at the color, they really think it is a copper antique buried in the ground.

Yang Fan knew that the factory price of this thing was at most a dozen yuan, and this obscene old man had a really big heart, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a minimum of two hundred, and he was still shouting about antiques!

"Young people, it's not wrong to not understand antiques, but it's your fault to laugh at antiques!"

The obscene old man was very unhappy when he saw Yang Fan's disapproving look, and said irritatingly.

"Oh! Antiques, which of these are antiques? If it's a real antique, I'll buy it!" Yang Fan didn't want to say more, but he was provoked by the old man, and his good mood of making money during the day suddenly disappeared, and he really got into trouble with this obscene old man.

As the saying goes, I haven't eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run? With his eyes, he can really see that not only are there no antiques on this stall, but all of them are fakes.

Let's just say that the jade pendant that seems to have been buried in the soil is just acrylic and glass high-pressure processing, the color is good, and the weight is enough, but the fake is fake.

Yang Fan is really a gamble, none of the things on this stall are real!

"Fake antiques, why do you need so much money!" The girl who looked at the pendant didn't go far, and pricked up her ears at Yang Fan's words, and then she couldn't help but say a word.

"Yes, a fake is the price of a fake, why is it so expensive!"

"If this young man didn't know how to do it, we would have been blinded, two hundred yuan, so dark!"

"Fake, it looks beautiful, it's better to sell me for five yuan and bring it back to coax my son!"

There are a lot of people hanging out on the roadside, and they are idle, and everyone is gossiping, and the obscene old man who said that he no longer has that kind of pretending to be mysterious!

But Yang Fan was also speechless, two hundred yuan of antiques, these people really dare to think that antiques are cabbage!

"Young man, what you just said is serious, are you willing to spend money on one?" the lewd old man smiled with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"As long as you have something like that, won't you have money? If you don't have antiques, don't shout about selling antiques, I'm going home soon!" Yang Fan watched as the crowd became more and more crowded, and the old man was provoked.

"Look at this thing!" The old man took out a white Guanyin statue in a package next to him and handed it to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at the jade statue, the size of a baby's head, vividly carved this graceful figure, full of expression Guanyin, and this jade statue is well preserved, although the material looks very poor, a large area of dark spots on the white jade invade it, and the overall feeling is okay.

"Huh!" came the voice of surprise from Shuijun in his head.

"What's the matter, Master, is there something wrong with this jade statue?" Yang Fan asked Shui Jun in his heart.

"Well, this thing is clearly a wishing stone for the Buddha Gate. Shui Jun said affirmatively.

"Master, what is the Wish Stone, why haven't I heard of it?" Yang Fan asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, that's of course, you kid has only been in contact with practice for a few days! This wish stone is the product of the Buddha's outer merit and the Buddha's lack of fate. You're so blessed that you're so blushing!"

"Young man, this white jade Guanyin is carefully carved from the best white jade, and it has been blessed and consecrated by Buddhist monks, it is a rare treasure. Do you think this thing of mine is an antique, I'm afraid you can't afford it!" The old man Gao deliberately used a ridiculous word to provoke him, and the eyes of the onlookers looked at Yang Fan in unison.

"Then boss, how do you sell this Jade Guanyin?" Yang Fan casually picked up the Jade Guanyin and looked at it carefully.

"Not much, five hundred. The old man said cheerfully.

"This is real jade, five hundred yuan, I bought it!" Yang Fan was not ambiguous, although he was calculated by this old man, but at least this wish stone is real, as for whether it is worth it or not is another matter.

"Damn, what's going on? Is this the legendary big fat sheep, stupid and rich? Lao Tzu's Guanyin statue is still bought for a few dollars from the thrift market to sell scrap products, if it is really what kind of treasure, Lao Tzu is not early, and he is still here in the wind and sun?"

Yang Fan really took out five hundred yuan, handed it to the old man, turned around and walked out.

Standing outside the crowd, Yang Fan saw that the old man was smiling and collecting the money, and pointed at him from time to time, afraid that he would use him to buy jade as an advertisement!

"What you buy is not what you sell!" "Now the old man's fake antiques, he must coax the two of them!" Yang Fan thought to himself.

"Hehe, you kid, you get cheap and sell well, here the wish stone is a great magic weapon, legend can increase people's luck, that old man lost a lot of treasure, you kid is cheap for nothing, but it is really a thief who sold and didn't buy it!" Shui Jun despised Yang Fandao.

Jingle bell, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone, Yang Fan took out his mobile phone.

"Hey, where is Yang Fan, where is your kid? Look what time it is, this class gathering, just you and Cheng Xue, what's the matter with you, after this exam, it's like the world has evaporated, and I can't find you ------."

"Well, Song Jie, where are you now? I'll go over right away. Yang Fan interrupted Song Jie, who was in broken thoughts. Reach out and wipe the non-existent sweat on your forehead.