V4.Chapter 10

Chapter name: the golden wrong knife must be genuine, but the stall owner missed it and mistakenly melted it into an old Xibei product. k”;

There are no fixed price items in the city. How much is it worth to send them to the antique store? Not to mention to the auction house! Even if they don't send antique stores or auction houses, they only release the news. The big collectors and rich businessmen who come to the door to buy at a high price must not break the threshold?

This is a windfall!

Old Ma's eyes changed, but at this time, the stall owner and other old people around him could see that he first lowered his head to calm down his rapid breathing, and then raised his head and smiled. "What a long learning! This knife coin from the Western Han Dynasty, let alone, we haven't seen it! Since the little brother said it was cast in a mold, it must not be expensive?"

The stall owner was stunned and raised his head, "what's the matter? You always want to start?"

Old Ma said with a smile, "I like this. My family collected a Book of ancient coins in the early years. It's almost rotten. I don't see that it's a golden wrong knife today. It can be seen that this eyesight can't be practiced without a real object in front of me. It doesn't matter if you make a price. I should buy it back to practice my eyesight."

As soon as the old people around listened, they all looked at old ma and had a lot of envious eyes.

There are people living in the surrounding community. Who doesn't know that Mr. Ma's family is rich? His daughter is a teaching assistant of Jingcheng University, and his son is a businessman. His family is not very rich, but also has Yuqing. That is, he knows it is false and buys it back to practice his eyesight. If anyone present buys a hundred and eighty things back, it will be said by his children.

"Do you really want to start? Haha, it's interesting!" the stall owner was happy, as if he had never met someone who knew it was fake. But the stall owner seemed to be a smart man. He looked at old Ma first, and then smiled, "old man, let's hold hands?"

The old people around were stunned.

"Handle? It's a fake. Do you still use handle?" old man Ma was happy.

Hand in hand bargaining is the trade rule of antiques. Buyers and sellers use hand gestures to price by covering their sleeves, mainly to prevent people around from seeing the purchase price. First, it is to protect the buyer from being watched by some people because the buyer has money; Second, it is to protect the seller from people who look around and feel that the object is not worth so much money, so as to make the buyer regret and turn the deal yellow.

However, most of these rules are used for genuine transactions, and they are large transactions. The stall owner of this golden wrong Dao said it was false. It must be worthless. Why hold hands to discuss the price?

Seeing that the stall owner insisted, Mr. Ma didn't think much, so he agreed. He can't wait to pick up this golden wrong knife early. Anyway, the stall owner thinks it's fake. Can he ask for a high price?

It's summer now. The old people who come for a walk are wearing long sweaters, but the stall owner is wearing short sleeves, but he is wearing cloth. Covered with a piece of Tibetan blue cloth, no one can see how they bargain under it, but in the daytime, you can see that old Ma's face has changed!

Shocked to withdraw his hand, old ma looked at the stall owner strangely, "brother, aren't you wrong me!"

The old people around looked at the old horse and the stall owner. They were worried - what was the price?

"Old man, I don't like to hear that." the stall owner was not happy. He hung his eyelids and curled his mouth, "You are also an old Tibetan friend. You still don't know whether there is a mistake in our antique business? It's all what you love and I want. I told you it's Xibei goods. You always want to get Xibei goods, so let's discuss the price! I give the price I want. If you always think it's acceptable, we'll conclude the deal. If you don't think it's acceptable, we won't do the deal. That's all It's a matter of buying and selling. How can it deceive you that you are old? "

Ma Lao was refuted by these words, but at the thought of the price offered by the stall owner, he couldn't help raising his voice and said in a righteous way: "OK! Just think I used the wrong word. But, young man, it's not kind of you to ask for the price! You let everyone comment. You know it's Xibei goods and you want me $50000? Isn't it a lion's big mouth?"

"What? Fifty thousand?" the old people around made a loud noise. They were all a little confused. Without exception, they suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

"Fifty thousand? Fifty yuan is too expensive for such molds to be turned into old objects?" an old man glanced.

The genuine Guangxu Tongbao just now is 5500 yuan. The old people feel expensive and are not willing to buy it. What's more, if they buy a fake knife coin, they will open their mouth for 50000 yuan?

This is indeed the lion's big mouth.

"Young man, if you look at the horse and want to start, take the opportunity to make a stroke? Just now I saw that you are a honest young man. Why did you turn your face and pit the old man? You are not kind." an old man next to you suddenly figured out the reason for the main high price of the stall and began to criticize.

"Sir, you don't have to say that. Antiques are a trade full of fakes, and old imitations are worth collecting. The key is that buyers can't see them! Even if they are genuine products, they will be out of favor if they don't meet collectors who want to collect them. In addition to the historical research value we don't understand, they won't sell to the ocean, and they will be worthless in our eyes! But if they meet collectors who want to collect them , even if it's a fake, it's worth twice as much! Antiques are such a profession. You are all retired masters. Did pan Jiayuan stroll around? I don't understand this thing in the industry? "

The stall owner gave a loud cry and looked at Mr. Ma. "The old man wants to start. Why don't I sell at a high price? I'm also a man of old and young people. Why don't I earn with money? If the old man can accept it, I'll sell it. If I can't accept it, let's take the stall away and set up a stall in Panjiayuan! You don't buy it. What's the matter with you?"

"You, you, this..." the old men who talked to the horse were so angry that they stamped their feet. Although the stall owner's words are reasonable from his point of view, they still make people angry.

Old Ma was in a hurry. He also knew that according to the rules, it was not easy to shout about the price. But everyone thought the golden wrong knife was a fake. Anyone who heard the price of 50000 yuan would think it was the stall owner's mistake. He just wanted to shout out and let the old people around him put some pressure on the stall owner. But unexpectedly, the stall owner is a generous owner. If he takes the money, he will close the stall and leave!

To tell the truth, it's not expensive to buy this baby with no price in the market for 50000 yuan. Compared with its value, this is definitely a big profit! Even if this golden wrong Dao is seen by Yu Lao's eyesight, it's a big deal that he paid for it and made money for them! However, compared with the price he wanted to pick up before, the psychological price difference is too big to accept at the moment.

Seeing that the stall owner was really going to close the stall, Mr. Ma immediately stopped with a smiling face, "young man, look at your impatience. I mean, the price is too high. I know that the antique industry has not opened for three years, but it has opened for three years. But you can't hold a fake and eat me for three years. Let's take a step back. Let's make another concession and give it to me. What do you think?"

As Ma Lao said, he took the Tibetan blue cloth, covered it, and gave him a price.

The stall owner frowned and shook his head, "Sir, you're too heavy. No, no!"

"Young man, you know, this is a fake. You can't sell the genuine Guangxu Tongbao here. I'll give you the price, can't you? This price is not enough for you to eat for three years. It's no problem for the whole family to eat old snacks for one year. K"; It's not certain when you can find a suitable buyer when you sell it in Panjiayuan. " Old ma smiled and withdrew his hand. He was so anxious that he pretended to have a deep and calm smile on his face. "You can think about it. I think it's a good price. I'll go home and give you the money right away."

Mr. Ma showed a gesture of not having this shop in the village. The stall owner frowned and stopped talking this time.

The old people around looked a little worried at the change of the situation - what price did they talk about this time?

But this time, Mr. Ma stopped shouting, and no one knew what price they were talking about this time.

Among the onlookers, only one showed a deep smile.

Xia Shao.

Xia Shao accompanied old man Xu to watch the excitement. She didn't say a word from the beginning. She didn't show a deep smile until she opened her heavenly eye and saw the details under the navy blue cloth just now.

Old ma knocked three times with his middle finger on the back of the stall owner's hand - 30000.

It was the price that made Xia Shao smile deeply.

Thirty thousand dollars for a fake?

That golden wrong knife is a fake.

The stall owner is right, that is, turning the mold into an old fake. 300 yuan is not worth it, not 30000 yuan.

Although Xia Shao didn't take the knife coin in his hand and carefully identified it, under the eyes of heaven, it can be seen that it is an ancient artifact, even a magic instrument. The Dao coins forged during Wang Mang's period were so old at the end of the Western Han Dynasty. If they were genuine, how much vitality should there be on the gold staggered Dao?

Unfortunately, not at all.

This is fake.

When Xia Shao was smiling, master Xu's eyes fell on her face. The old man slightly raised his eyebrows and his eyes were deep.

This girl started in the antique industry. What do you see?

At this time, the stall owner was still thinking. He looked very tangled and hard to make up his mind. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the old horse.

It was this eye that made Xia Shao stunned, slightly raised his eyebrows, flashed a strange look in his eyes, then hung his eyes, and the corners of his mouth tilted slowly.

significant!

It's really interesting.

Xia Shao raised his eyes and looked at the stall owner. If she is the stall owner and knows that the object is a fake, let alone 50000, 30000 is also earned in vain. Where is the truth of tangled consideration? Such a good thing doesn't happen every day. It's a windfall. Anyone will answer it.

That's why Xia Shao thought the stall owner was interesting. Moreover, it was even more interesting when he looked up just now.

It seems that he is looking at old ma, but from Xia Shao's point of view, he feels that his eyes are somewhat vain and fall on old Yu, who is next to old ma.

This is the key figure in this matter today. If he hadn't determined that the golden wrong knife was genuine, old Ma would never have wanted to buy it.

And this is located in the old identity, is an expert of the Palace Museum. The old people around recognized him. Obviously, this identity is not false. He is indeed an old expert in the antique industry. But it was this senior and insightful expert who mistook an ancient coin today?

Did you really look away?

Or... Is this a game at all?

Xia Shao quietly moved aside and first looked at the stall owner. He saw that the man's face was sharp and thin, and the bridge of his nose was slightly crooked. The ancients said, "a seven foot body is not as good as a one foot face, and a one foot face is not as good as a three inch nose." the nose is a wealth star. Most people with a crooked nose have bad intentions and are more opportunistic. This young stall owner is just like this.

Xia Shao remained calm and looked aside. He fell on the old face and immediately picked his eyebrow. I didn't look carefully before. At this time, I found that there have been great problems in Yu Lao's Finance recently! Yu Lao's nostrils are large and exposed, which is partial wealth in facial science, but such partial wealth is not easy to gather, and it costs a lot to get in and out. Whenever he gathers money, someone will help him spend it, just like his friends or family. Moreover, he has a reverse eyebrow on his left eyebrow, a small red sore on his forehead, but not elsewhere on his face, which is a sign of bad luck and failure of investment.

Xia Shao looked at old ma again and saw that the old man's chin was round and wide. The chin is called the underground Pavilion in physiognomy, which is the main luck in his later years. Old ma has good evening luck and a rich family. It's just that his eyelashes look a little messy and long in the morning sun, which is unclear in philology, and there is a sign that the wrong person is cheated and leaked money.

Xia Shao looked at the faces of the three people, and Xia Shao looked at the faces of the old people present one by one. Although some people saw some things at home, they had nothing to do with today's things.

Sure enough, only Yu Lao, Ma Lao and the stall owner are related.

Xia Shao's eyes drooped with strange brilliance, and the corners of his lips tilted slightly - today's thing was really a game!

Besides, the play is very real!

Xia Shao once heard Chen manguan talk about various bureaus in the antique industry. I don't want to have the honor to see it on the spot today! The performance of this play, if it is to award a film emperor's award, is also made.

When the stall owner came to the square to set up a stall, the old people had some drums about the authenticity of the objects. He took the initiative to admit that most of them were fakes, which won the trust and favor of the old people first.

Yu is always an expert in antique identification and a cultural celebrity. With such a person around, old ma is bound to show off. It is precisely because there is such a celebrity expert around, the old people subconsciously trust him, and completely trust him in the authenticity of the object.

Next, the stall owner pointed out that several genuine pieces of Guangxu Tongbao, ranging from hundreds of dollars to thousands of dollars, successfully aroused the curiosity of the old people and squatted down to look at the small copper plate worth thousands. At this time, the golden wrong knife is bound to be seen. Because the knife coin looks like a key shape, which is too different from the Guangxu Tongbao with a round square hole. There is only one "freak" in so many copper coins. How can anyone not notice unless their eyes are hard to use?

The stall owner was still honest at this time, indicating that it was a fake cast in the mold, but he didn't forget to mention the value of the golden wrong knife.

After that, Yu Lao appeared again. Today, Mr. Ma came with him. There was an expert around him. Mr. Ma naturally cared about his every move, so he found the change in his eyes.

Everything that follows is logical. Old Ma wants to pick up the leak. Although he knows that Yu sees it, he still wants to pay for it himself, even if they talk about how to divide the money afterwards. It's just that the stall owner changed from an honest man to a smart man at this time, grasped the psychology that Ma always wanted to collect, and took the opportunity to knock him hard.

Mr. Ma thought the stall owner didn't know. He thought he and Mr. Yu had made a game quietly and could start with 30000 yuan for a sky high price knife. Don't you know, this is a game that Yu Lao and the stall owner have done well for a long time. Today, I came to cheat him tens of thousands of dollars.

This is the middle of the game.

What a beautiful play!

Xia Shao guessed that old Yu and the stall owner must have agreed to knock the horse for 50000 yuan in advance, but he didn't expect that old Ma would kill the price to 30000. Because it was a game made by two people, the stall owner couldn't make a decision alone, so it looked very tangled, so Yu just looked up at Yu Lao.

It was also this eye that made Xia Shao's heart shine. After seeing the faces of the three people, everything in his heart was like a mirror.

At this time, Yu Lao quietly stood behind Ma Lao, leaned against Ma Lao's cover and took a look at the stall owner. The eyes turned quickly, and everyone around looked at the stall owner with a tangled face. No one paid attention to the old man's quick glance.

This eye only fell into Xia Shao's eyes, and then she smiled.

And no one noticed her smile, except Mr. Xu.

The old man noticed Xia Shao from the beginning. He saw her look at the stall owner, Yu Lao, Ma Lao, and finally Yu Lao. He smiled like a little fox.

Mr. Xu also likes antiques, but he can say a thing or two about porcelain and famous calligraphy and painting. He knows nothing about ancient coins. But the keen insight he had developed over the years in the ups and downs of politics led him to conclude that there must be something strange in this matter.

What did the little girl find?

Isn't it a game?

The old man carried his hands on his back and learned from Xia Shao. He looked at the stall owner, at Yu Lao, then at Ma Lao, and finally at Yu Lao - he couldn't see anything.

But he still smiles like an old fox - if you can't see anything, go to the theatre.

At this time, the stall owner had received Yu's eyes. It seemed that it was enough. He frowned and said reluctantly, "well, I'll give it to you if you like it."

The old people around "wow", this is a deal? How much did it cost?

How can old ma care to tell the people around him? His eyes were overjoyed for a moment, but he was afraid that the stall owner would see something, but he tried to maintain it on his face. He said with a smile: "young man, I am also in pain. A fake, but I am the head of injustice today!"

When the stall owner heard this, he was not happy. "Sir, this is a business you love and I want. How ugly is it to say that you are wronged? Don't gossip. I only accept cash here."

Bank cards are easy to expose their identity, but cash can't grasp it.

The stall owner hurried to pay the money. Naturally, he quickly took the money and left. And old Ma was happy at the urging of the stall owner. He can't wait to get started! Even if the stall owner finds that the items in his hand are missing, he has to recognize them according to the rules of the trade.

Both of them were eager to trade quickly. Even if the stall owner squatted down to close the stall, he planned to follow Ma Lao to the bank to withdraw money, pay money and deliver goods.

When the stall owner closed the stall, the golden wrong knife was taken into his hand.

The stall owner was stunned. He lowered his head and saw that the hand was a girl. It was white and slender. His fingers were moist like a good lanolin jade. The rusty metal held her palm, making people feel that the object would dirty her hand at a glance.

The old people around were stunned and looked at Xia Shao holding the golden wrong knife in the palm of his hand.

Yu Lao was stunned, while Ma Lao was in a hurry when he saw his baby fall into the hands of others. But before he spoke, Xia Shao opened his mouth.

"False." just two words, concise, but from her mouth, it always feels slow and careless.

But these words sound inexplicable to some people, such as the old people who don't know the truth around them. To some people, it sounds like a blast of thunder, such as the stall owner, Yu Lao and Ma Lao.

Old ma smiled first, somewhat unnatural. "Little girl, this is a fake. We've been talking here for a long time. Won't you hear it now? Well, I've collected the fake too. Don't delay our transaction."

Old ma stared anxiously at Xia Shao's palm and stretched out his hand to get it, for fear that she would take it for a while and break it.

Xia Shao took his hand and smiled, "I said, it's true, it's false."

She spoke more slowly this time, but startled more people.

Old Yu and the stall owner's face changed first, but when everyone's eyes fell on Xia Shao, no one noticed the change.

Old Ma was a little confused. He blinked and stared at Xia Shao. He didn't know what to say for a long time.

What do you mean it's true or false?

What the little girl means is that this golden wrong knife was originally fake?

wait! How did she know that he thought the knife was true? Why does she say it's false?

"Old man, the Dao coins forged in Wang Mang's period are called" golden wrong Dao "because they are engraved in gold. The words on the Dao coins are engraved in Yin. The depressions are filled with gold and polished to make the words flush with the money face. Xia Shao pays great attention to both the craftsmanship and shape." Xia Shao spread his palm and showed the golden wrong Dao to old ma and the old people around him.

"In ancient times, coin casting was very fastidious, and coins and inscriptions had a unique writing style. Although Wang Mang had a short time, he attached great importance to coin casting. The money inscriptions of jincuodao were mainly hanging needle seal, that is to say, the characters and strokes on the coins were thin, like hanging needles, flowing and vivid. Modern times use paper money, like this writing method on metal coins , few people can imitate it! You always look at the words on this golden wrong knife. They are thick and flat. Although they are written as carefully as possible, they are not smooth. The font is not finished at one go, but trembling. "

"Hiss!" the heads of the old people around them quickly gathered together in a circle, and their eyes were burning.

"The little girl is right. Writing on this kind of money is not the same as writing calligraphy. You can practice calligraphy by looking for a piece of rice paper and a famous calligraphy book! Where can you practice this? You don't practice much. That's the flaw!"

"Don't say, the word doesn't look smooth..." an old man commented.

The horse is always listening, and his face changes again and again! At this time, he didn't care how Xia Shao knew so much. He hoped that the golden wrong knife was true, so he said: "things in the Western Han Dynasty are rusty because they are so old. Is it the relationship of rust that doesn't look smooth?"

Xia Shao smiled, "Old man, look at the words on the blade - one Dao equals five thousand yuan." Ping "means value, that is to say, this Dao coin is worth five thousand Wen copper coins. But in fact, even with the gold on this Dao coin, such a Dao coin is definitely not worth five thousand Wen coins. Not only is it not worth it, but it is far from worth it! After Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, issuing this coin is actually plundering A way of folk wealth. At the time of casting, except for the word "Yidao", which was filled with gold, other materials were rarely used. They were all cast in bronze. What I want to say is the rust of bronze. The rust of ancient bronze buried in the soil will be covered with earth color. It will never be so green! The green rust is really hard and too new. "

Ma laodun turned pale. Just now he thought he had found a suitable reason to refute Xia Shao. At the moment, he stared at the new green rust on it and was a little confused.

"In addition, the shape of jincuo Dao has a unique charm. It is not confined to the shape of the Dao coins in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. It is simple and stable, and has a very beautiful flavor. But you always feel this Dao coin carefully. It is simple and stable, but not beautiful. That is to say, it has no charm." Xia Shao smiled and threw the fake in the palm of his hand, which made Ma's heart tremble, But I saw the girl's smile was a little bright, with a bit of playfulness and joking, "if I were to evaluate, I would only say that the key blank was made well."

Key blank

A group of people were speechless, but Xia Shao's eyes were shocked!

Look at this girl, is she only seventeen or eighteen? How can you have such eyesight? Not to mention their eyesight, they are ashamed of their knowledge of antiques.

While the old people around were shocked, someone smiled.

Yu Lao smiled, but looked at Xia Shao with a slightly deep look, and his words had a different meaning, "This little girl is interesting. You can see the charm by looking at the objects. In the field of antiques, the charm is the most ugly. No one dares to talk about the charm without twenty years of eyesight. At my age, I can't say it accurately. The little girl speaks the charm firmly. I don't know how old the little girl is this year?"

This sounds curious, but when you listen carefully, Yu is saying that Xia Shao doesn't even have the eyesight for 20 years, even if she is 20 years old. She is obviously talking nonsense! Blind identification!

As soon as he said this, Ma Laogang was still confused. His pale face suddenly returned to spring and turned bloody.

The old people around couldn't understand it.

What? Isn't this golden wrong Dao a fake? Why did the little girl identify it and Yu want to dismantle her platform? Is it true that this Dao coin may be genuine?

Xia Shao looked at Yu Lao with a calm smile and a slight sarcasm. "What you said is that ancient coins are always popular. No one dare to start high-end goods without 20 years of eyesight, so..." Xia Shao looked at Ma Lao and advised him, "Old man, if you have money and want to collect antiques, you'd better start with something with a big door. This kind of object is easy to punch holes. I advise you to be careful. Didn't you hear what Yu said? He can't say it accurately."

Old Ma was stunned when he heard the speech and looked at Yu. Yu's face suddenly sank and looked a little ugly. He used his age experience to tear down Xia Shao's platform and make Ma believe that the object was true again. How could he think of it? Instead, she took the plan and turned it into an army?

Old Yu looked at Xia Shao. He didn't know why. He always felt that the girl looked familiar. But when he saw her wearing sportswear and horsetail, he really didn't know such a person.

The well-designed Bureau was disturbed by the girl killed by this road. Yu was anxious and annoyed. He was upset. When he saw the puzzled eyes of old ma, Yu was not angry. "Don't look at me! This is the object you want to go back to practice your eyesight. I'm not nice when you look at the real and fake."

When Mr. Yu said this, Mr. Ma had no idea, but just now Mr. Yu clearly looked at the truth. He was sure that the golden wrong knife was true, but now he said he was not sure. Is this because the girl was sure that it was false, or is Mr. Yu angry because he saw that he wavered?

After all, Yu is always an expert in antique identification. Experts don't like others to question his authority. He just wavered, that is, he doubted his level of knowledge. Isn't he angry because of this?

Offending an expert in antique identification is definitely not a good thing for people who like collection.

Seeing that he was annoyed, old ma looked at Xia Shao again and asked with an unnatural smile, "little girl, maybe you read it wrong?"

Xia Shao picked his eyebrows when he heard the speech. He was not annoyed, but just smiled calmly. "Old man, I also said that. This object is what you want to start with. If it's true, you can earn it. If it's false, you can lose it. It has nothing to do with me. I just said everything I should say. I just hope you'll be careful. After all, 30000 yuan doesn't fall from the sky. Don't regret it then."

Don't say it's now. Even ten years later, 30000 yuan doesn't mean taking it out for ordinary people's families. It doesn't hurt at all.

Xia Shao would never interrupt if it was a normal antique business today. But since she saw that it was a game for the old man, it was against her principles to keep silent.

Of course, Xia Shao can clearly say that this is a game, but she has no conclusive evidence. If she says it, she may have to be bitten and accused of slander. Anyway, her purpose is just not to let Ma Laohua spend this wronged money. Just remind him.

But this decision, of course, has to be made by Ma Lao himself.

At the mention of 30000 yuan, old ma hesitated, and the old people around him were shocked when they heard the price of the transaction.

"Thirty thousand yuan to buy a fake? Old ma, if your children can make money, they can't be so ruined!"

"Yes! Old horse, why do I look at you a little strange? Do you want this object to be true or false?"

"I'm not sure about this. The little girl has said several things. Don't look at the real evidence. What do you have to do with the 30000 yuan, Ma? It's burning when there's too much money?"

Of course, old ma didn't burn with too much money. He just wanted to pick up the leak. But now he may not be able to pick up the leak. Instead, he shot an eye and lost 30000 yuan in vain, which made him hesitate.

"Why don't you... Mr. Yu, let's go to the antique shop with this knife coin to identify it?" Mr. Ma whispered, dragging Mr. Yu.

Old Yu's face turned black. "Go to the antique shop? If people want to know it's true, they can pick up a leak for you for 30000 yuan?"

Yu Lao was so angry that his tone couldn't help rising. The old people around him were stunned.

what do you mean?

Is it difficult for Yu Lao to see the truth at the beginning? Old ma Ken spent 30000 yuan to buy a fake. In fact, he didn't want to buy a fake, but wanted to pick up a leak?

Now, everyone understood! Just say it! How can there be such a fool in this world? Spend so much money on fakes?

That's what happened!

Old Yu looked around and his face was green and red. He saw that everything was said. Today's game was in vain. Not only did the bureau do it in vain, but also lost his face. So he snorted angrily, stared at the old horse and left!

Before leaving, Mr. Yu turned around and looked at Xia Shao. His face was ugly. It was obvious that he had formed this hatred with her.

The stall owner didn't expect that things would develop like this all of a sudden. He immediately shouted, "what's the matter? What's the matter? Do you want this object or not? Always give me a word!"

Seeing that he had offended Yu Lao, Ma Lao was dejected, waved his hand and said, "no, No. alas!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the stall owner listened to it, he quit, "no? As you said just now, don't do it if you always say no? This is bullying me. I'm a training stall? No! I have to give an explanation about this today!"