A treasure-appraisal maniac

The lion of the stall owner opened his mouth and stunned Chen Xiang and others. For a moment, they were completely confused and in disarray.

After calming down, Chen Xiang began to bargain, but the stall owner refused to change his words.

The copper pot costs 300,000 yuan, and we won’t sell it for a penny less.

"Sister-in-law, this boss must be a lunatic, we don't want him anymore."

Chen Xiang also felt that this boss was abnormal and that any further discussion would be a waste of time, so she had to give up.

After adjusting their mood, the four of them looked for the next target again.

The next target is a brass pipe in Stall No. 15.

Lu Fei gave detailed information about this thing.

Items from the mid-Qing Dynasty are worth 5,000 yuan.

As for how much money to accept, Chen Xiang and others are free to decide.

When I came to the stall, I found the pipe Lu Fei described in an inconspicuous corner.

The two girls still followed the same old routine, selecting a few items and asking about prices, and finally focused on the pipe.

"Boss, how much does this pipe cost?"

The stall owner also looked at the person first and then the items. The smile on his face was much more amiable than the stall owner on No. 11.

"Beauty has good eyesight, she can take care of me instantly"

"Boss, we're still in a hurry, could you please just tell us the price?" Jiaojiao asked impatiently.

"no problem."

"If you sincerely want to buy this pipe, you can give me half a million!"

"you"

"Ahem!"

The price of five hundred thousand was quoted, and both girls' bangs stood up.

Song Xiaojiao's pretty face was blood red with eyebrows raised, and she almost fainted.

"Boss, are you sick?"

"Such a piece of shit costs half a million?"

"Even if it's pure gold, it's not worth fifty thousand yuan, right?"

Song Xiaojiao started to curse, but the stall owner still kept smiling.

"Beauty, what you said is wrong."

“How can the value of something be measured by its material?”

"You said pure gold is valuable

, then there are diamonds and gems, right? "

"puff!"

Song Xiaojiao took a deep breath, barely suppressed the urge to kill, and asked calmly.

"Boss, we are sincerely buying things, please don't play with those arrogant people, okay?"

"You see clearly, I am a native of Bianliang, not a foreign tourist who can be manipulated by you."

"Can you please give me a good price? How much is it?"

The stall owner extended his hand again and said with a smile.

"Girl, our stall has always been very honest."

"Whether you are a local or a foreign tourist, we treat them equally."

"As for the pipe you like, it's half a million Shenzhou coins."

"Don't sell it for less money."

"you"

have to!

I encountered a psychopath on the 11th, and now I encounter a terminal neurosis.

Talking nonsense to such people was an insult to themselves, so they had no choice but to leave angrily.

Losing control continuously, the good mood before departure disappeared instantly, and the three women were extremely depressed.

Slowing down and calming down, I came to booth No. 29.

When we arrived here, we quickly found the Jizhou kiln bowl-type furnace that Lu Fei said was like the Zijin Bowl made by Tang Monk.

They saw the thing, but the three women looked at each other, and no one was willing to come forward to ask the price.

It wasn’t that I was unwilling, but that I was mentally disturbed by the anger from the bosses of the previous two stalls.

If this boss is crazy again, Song Xiaojiao will definitely go crazy.

They went to the side to discuss it, and finally the two girls voted with a show of hands and pushed sister-in-law Chen Xiang to the front.

Let Chen Xiang complete the glorious and arduous task of asking for a price.

Chen Xiang was also a little uneasy and came to the stall nervously.

Picking up the bowl-type stove, he asked with a smile as if he was ignorant but curious.

"Boss, this thing is so special!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his forties.

He looked at Chen Xiang, straightened his clothes, stood up straight and showed his most sincere smile.

"Hello, beauty, what you see is a bowl-type stove, which is a type of incense burner."

Chen Xiang nodded.

"oh!"

"It turns out this is an incense burner!"

"I thought it was a big bowl."

"Boss, are you selling this incense burner?"

"certainly!"

"Everything on the stall is for sale," the stall owner said.

"How much does this incense burner cost?"

"Sincere price, five million!"

"Bang!"

The two girls behind him almost vomited blood, and Niuniu hid directly behind Song Xiaojiao.

Chen Xiang at the front shook his hand, and the bowl-type stove slid down.

Fortunately, the stall was covered with a thick layer of felt, otherwise it would have been smashed.

The stall owner was shocked when he saw this, and quickly picked up the incense burner and inspected it carefully.

"Beauty, why are you so careless!"

"If it breaks, you have to pay for it!"

Only then did Chen Xiang react.

I was sure it was my mistake and quickly apologized to the stall owner.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hand slipped."

"But, are you asking too harshly?"

"five million?"

"Oh my God, how can this thing not be worth so much?"

The stall owner carefully checked around to make sure that the incense burner was not broken, and gently put it back to its original place. His attitude was still good.

"Beauty, this is a big treasure. Five million is really not expensive."

"Fortunately it didn't break, otherwise... ugh!"

"Boss, don't sigh, I really like this incense burner."

"Can you give me a good price? How much is the minimum?" Chen Xiang asked again.