Chapter 92

After listening to Bai Xiulian's words, Yang Chen couldn't help looking at the wooden hairpin. He saw that the carved patterns were very delicate, but there were no other highlights. Although he suspected Bai Xiulian's words, it was not easy to ask Bai Xiulian in detail in broad daylight.

"I want all your things. How much is it?" Yang Chen knows that the people who set up the stall here are very smart people. If you want the wooden hairpin alone, it will be slaughtered as a roast suckling pig.

"Ouch, boss, you are so generous." The old man didn't expect Yang Chen to ask for all of them. He immediately said, "the wooden comb of the Qing Dynasty starts with 40000 outside. I think you're very sincere, little brother. Give you a discount of 20000 yuan, and the jade Guanyin of the Ming Dynasty. But the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple has opened it, so you have to have 50000 yuan. As for the bronze Buddha Pendant, it's priceless, at least 100000 yuan, Others are supposed to make a friend with you and give it to you together. Then together... Wait a minute, I'll press the calculator... "

"Master, he lied to you." Old man Feng couldn't see it anymore. He directly said, "the wooden comb of the Qing Dynasty, how much you want in the 2 yuan store, and what jade Guanyin, is basically imitated by stone. It sells for 5 yuan at the gate of the primary school. This copper Buddha Pendant is even more bullshit. It's iron burned. It costs 10 yuan to hold up."

"Hey, what's the matter with you old man?" After listening to the words of old man Feng, the antique seller couldn't help admiring old man Feng for his tricky eyes. He immediately showed the original price of his things here clearly, but he has set up a stall here for so many years. Is he a vegetarian?

"Those things you said are fake and naturally worthless. Can I compare with your fake?" The old man groaned, "I've been on the TV treasure program with these things. An old expert in his seventies has studied the authentic products identified for several days with a magnifying glass. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"I'm older than you. It's not so easy to fool my master." Old man Feng was so angry about what he said to the old man. He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to argue with this guy, but Yang Chen stopped him.

"Boss, have you calculated how much money?" Yang Chen asked.

"Hey, hey, I'm still a little brother. You know the goods." The antique old man immediately said, "calculate it, 170000 together, wipe a change for you, and 150000 take these treasures away."

Yang Chen's heart still believed what old man Feng said. This thing worth ten yuan actually added ten thousand times to the old man. His heart is really black.

"I'll take five hundred yuan, or I won't talk." Yang Chen read that it was not easy for the old man to set up a stall. Giving him 500 yuan was enough fun.

"What? Five hundred? " The antique old man was dissatisfied and said, "little brother, these treasures are all genuine. If you take 150000 and change hands, you can sell 300000. Are you sure you don't want the profit of 150000?"

"Then why do you want to earn 150000 less?" Yang Chen asked.

"This..." the antique old man thought about it and said immediately, "there is no middleman to make a difference. Besides, I have to make some money for you. Next time you want to buy antiques, you will definitely come back to me, right?"

"Don't sell it for 500 yuan." Yang Chen said, "old man Feng, let's have a look."

Yang Chen doesn't worry that she won't get the wooden hairpin. She shouts Feng to pick flowers and move her fingers. The wooden hairpin is still in her bag.

The antique old man saw that Yang Chen turned and left without hesitation, and quickly shouted to Yang Chen: "Hey, little brother, wait..."

Yang Chen turned around and said, "is there anything else?"

"In this way, it's fate for you and me to meet." The antique old man said, "since it's fate, it can't be measured by money. 500 yuan is 500 yuan. When I make a friend like you."

"OK, fast enough." Yang Chen directly took out her mobile phone to scan the code, paid 500 yuan and gave the bag of things to all her income.

"Master, I have given more than 500 yuan." Old man Feng muttered.

"Make a friend." Yang Chen smiled and didn't care, but she hoped that Bai Xiulian wouldn't pit herself.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Master Zhang, get out of the way!"

As soon as Yang Chen put his things away, he felt that his body was pushed and retreated to one side. Old Feng, who was on the side, clasped the man's hand and threw it aside!

"Who dares not to give face to master Zhang?"

"I'm afraid it's hard for this man to leave alive today."

"It's also possible to leave alive, but it's estimated that one of his hands and feet must be gone."

Yang Chen recovered and saw dozens of men surround himself and old man Feng.

"Get out of the way!"

A strong voice came. The men made way for a gap, and then a man in Tang clothes with his hands behind him stepped in.

He has a steady body and sharp eyes. He is only about 40 years old, but he has an inexplicable sense of mystery.

"You hit my man?" Master Zhang looked at old man Feng and asked.

"If you dare to push my master, I will fight!" Old man Feng is not afraid of the master.

"Your master?" Master Zhang wondered a little. What age is it? Are there people who call others their masters?

"It's me." Yang Chen said.

"You look familiar." Zhang Ye stared at Yang Chen for a few minutes and suddenly said, "it's the champion of the golden doctor competition. It's disrespectful!"

"I dare not." Yang Chen said, "but you have a lot of pomp, Master Zhang. You have to open up others when you walk. I don't know how many senior officials your ancestors cheated?"

How could master Zhang not see the sarcasm in Yang Chen's mouth.

"Xiaoyou misunderstood, because Laojiu is still a little famous in the antique industry. Therefore, many people will pester him to ask for treasure appraisal when he comes to this antique street. In order to take care of me, these people will inevitably go too far. If you want to blame me, blame me." Master Zhang said kindly.

"I dare not." Yang Chen said, "I have something else to do. Goodbye!"

"Did you come here to find some treasures?" Master Zhang said, "why don't you let me give you a hand? There is a mixture of dragons and snakes here. I'm afraid my little friend will suffer. "

The old man who had just sold Yang Chen antiques was also watching in the crowd. When he heard what Zhang Ye said, his face turned green. If Yang Chen looked at the things he had just bought from him, he would be completely finished.

He slipped back a few steps, then fled the antique street at the speed of light, and didn't even dare to look back.

"Thanks for your kindness. The baby I want to Amoy has been found." Yang Chen smiled and left straight from Zhang Ye's eyes.

"Master Zhang, do you want to keep an eye on this boy?" One of his men immediately poked his head over. As long as the master gave an order, it's okay to kill people and steal goods.

"No, hurry up and choose gifts for the old lady." Master Zhang said.