Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

Zhang Xibao didn't just stroll around. From the perspective of Tongtiantong, there was no clear reaction from the booths on the left and right sides, so it was not worth asking at all.

Don't waste time and saliva, what should I do if I touch those fake products and don't grow up?

Panziyuan covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of mu, with hundreds of thousands of stalls, and countless "treasures" on the stalls.

Ordinary people pick up leaks with just one word: Hit!

If you are lucky enough to meet a treasure, you will make a fortune, and the smoke from your ancestral grave will be rewarded by God.

But Zhang Xibao's belts are direct and targeted, and he runs where the light shines.

After walking two streets, Zhang Xibao saw a light shining on a stall not far away.

"Hey, isn't it here?"

Zhang Xibao strolled over holding a selfie stick, followed by a group of high-level treasure appraisers, approaching menacingly, attracting the attention of passers-by on the road.

Seeing that Zhang Xibao came with a large group of people, the old man who set up the stall wrapped up his red stall and was about to run away.

"what's going on?"

Zhang Xibao was in a daze, he still wanted to find treasures, why did he just close the stall?

"stop!"

Zhang Xibao grabs the uncle.

Seeing so many people surrounding him, the uncle panicked: "Hey, let go, I didn't set up a stall, I didn't set up a stall!"

There is no three hundred taels of silver here, isn't it?

Zhang Xibao knew when he saw the place where the stall owner set up his stall. He didn't have a serious stall, so he spread a piece of red cloth between the two stalls as a stall.

This kind of wild bag is afraid of being investigated, so if the situation is wrong, just talk about it.

Well, there was an oolong.

Zhang Xibao comforted the uncle: "Master, we are here to buy treasures, not Pan Ziyuan to manage the booth."

"See, I'm the host, and the people behind me are... fans!"

Ye Changan and the others smiled and didn't refute, so Zhang Xibao can say whatever they want.

Zhang Xibao shook the selfie stick to let the uncle see the rolling barrage.

The uncle asked in surprise, "I... am I on TV?"

"Ah... almost! To be precise, I've got half of my body up, and I didn't show your face. It's everyone's responsibility to protect privacy, hahaha!"

As soon as Zhang Xibao explained, the old man calmed down instantly, spread out his red cloth unhurriedly, arranged the "treasures" neatly, and finally sat on the pony and waved his hand.

"Choose whatever you want, look at whatever you want, our stall is full of serious things..."

Uncle's words made the treasure friends live in Bengbu.

"Pinch, uncle, do you still have any unscrupulous things at this stall?" Give us palms! 』

Zhang Xibao took a look, and saw that there were quite a lot of things on the red cloth stall.

Wood carvings and clay sculptures, bronze mirrors and tripods, jade porcelain pieces...

But it's all fake.

The only thing that attracted Zhang Xibao was an unremarkable black pebble.

From the perspective of Tongtian Tong, the light emitted by this stone is as brilliant as a flame.

Zhang Xibao looked away calmly, pretending to look at other things first.

According to the routine, if a customer directly asks the price of something, the stall owner will definitely ask for the price.

Zhang Xibao thought that he couldn't be controlled by this uncle, so he came here to hide the truth and covertly, to get the treasure he wanted.

He randomly chose a lacquer plate and asked the uncle, "What dynasty is this from?"

"War Khan!"

puff~

Ye Changan, who was standing behind Zhang Xibao, couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, standing welding! How much does that cost?"

Zhang Xibao picked up the plate and asked.

The uncle stretched out his index finger and thumb: "Young man, I'm serious, and I won't ask you for more, eighty thousand!"

Zhang Xibao almost crushed the plate in his hand.

"Hahahaha, the uncle opened his mouth and came!" 』

"I really caught the cripple and kicked him to death..."

"I don't want too much from you, pull out your wrist!" Ha ha ha ha……"

"If this is really Han Dynasty lacquerware, Master Bao and Grandpa will have to go in and drink tea." 』

Zhang Xibao silently put down the plate, pointed to a porcelain horse next to him and asked, "This is Tangdi!"

"The young man has learned history well, expert!"

The uncle gave Zhang Xibao a thumbs up.

Although I know that the uncle is boasting, but I feel that the taste is not right.

"Hey, young man, look at this tripod."

The uncle began to count the "treasures" on the stall.

"Authentic bronze, look at this rust."

"Ordinary imitations can create our shape, but they can't imitate this rust!"

Zhang Xibao reached out and twisted the body of the tripod, his fingers were covered with a layer of green rust of unknown composition.

Ye Changan's voice sounded faintly behind him: "It is said that the rust on authentic bronze ware is sweet, why don't you try it?"

Zhang Xibao turned his head and rolled his eyes: "Your feet are alright, aren't they?"

Ye Changan shrank his feet unconsciously.

Zhang Xibao hurriedly rubbed off the rust on his fingers, it might not grow long if he touches it too much.

He figured it out, except for the black stone which is a treasure, the oldest person on this stall is this old man, followed by the red cloth under the stall...

"Master, I can't afford these, which one is the cheapest?"

The uncle pointed in the direction of the black stone: "That piece is cheap."

Zhang Xibao was overjoyed, picked up a small clay figurine, and asked, "How much is this?"

The uncle waved his hand: "That 3000, you have to sincerely ask for 300 to take away, make friends, these things are old!"

Zhang Xibao immediately wiped zero and halved the price, and asked the uncle, "Is 15 okay?"

"Hey... just let it go!"

The uncle refused very simply, and he looked like a veteran of psychological warfare.

Zhang Xibao picked up the clay figurine and weighed it: "Cheaper, cheaper, 20!"

"Young man, I think you really want it. If you take 50, I won't say anything."

Zhang Xibao pretended to hesitate for a while, and said, "How about this, I'll take the 50 yuan, and you can give me a little gadget as a bonus, how about it?"

The main show is coming!

Previously Zhang Xibao was just teasing the uncle, everyone could see that what he really wanted was not the clay figurine, but something to add to his head.

The barrage in the live broadcast room stopped, and the treasure appraisers behind Zhang Xibao also kept their mouths tightly shut.

Ye Changan was also curious, the things on this stall were all fakes at first glance, which one did Comrade Xiaobao focus on?

"Okay!" The uncle smiled cheerfully, with a simple face.

"Hey, grandpa, you are really in a bad mood!"

Zhang Xibao gave a thumbs up and transferred 50 yuan to the uncle on the spot.

He picked up the clay figurine and stretched out his hand towards the black pebble.

Snapped!

Zhang Xibao's hand was blocked by the uncle!

I saw the uncle muttering: "Why did my baby get away here?"

The uncle fished out the black pebbles and placed the stones next to the valuable lacquerware.

"That uncle..."

Zhang Xibao asked with a confused look: "Can I take this stone?"

The uncle shook his head: "No, this stone is not at the same price as that clay figurine."

Zhang Xibao asked, "How much?"

The uncle laughed happily, and stretched out two fingers: "Pull your wrist!"

Zhang Xibao's expression (????????????)?

"It's not the same price, why didn't you say it earlier? Why put it together with the clay figurine?" Zhang Xibao was anxious.

The uncle smiled: "I don't put it together, why are you willing to spend 50 yuan to buy clay figurines?"

Zhang Xibao stared and asked, "Who taught you all this?"

The uncle said proudly: "My son!"

"Is your son a supernatural being?"

"right!"

puff~

Ye Chang'an, who was behind Zhang Xibao, was happy again. He never expected that Comrade Xiaobao, who was as shrewd as Xiaobao, would fall to a man who sold fake goods!

The barrage is rolling.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, Master Bao fell! I bought a clay figurine for fifty! 』

"I laughed so hard, I was taught a lesson on the spot!" 』

"Huhuyouyou is lame, walk two steps if you are not sick!" 』