C221 Meeting gift

"Boss, is this bronze mirror for sale?"

The stall in front of Fang Yang was very small. On one of the pieces of cloth, there were scattered objects, there were pots and pans, and even a ball that was called the Ku Ju in the ancient times … Rather than saying that this stall was for antiques, it would be more accurate to say that it was a stall that sold household goods. It was a f * cking second-hand stall.

The stall owner was about the same age as Fang Yang, but his clothes were patched up and tied up with a rag scarf. His sticky long hair fell to the side and his swarthy skin added a few more years of age.

From the moment Fang Yang walked into the shop, he had attracted the attention of most people. His slow steps and sharp eyes were something only an expert would have in the eyes of a lot of old vendors.

Just as they were thinking about which treasure to take out to get Fang Yang's attention, Fang Yang suddenly stopped in a corner. Looking at the booth, many of the old vendors revealed looks of disdain.

"And here I thought you had some sort of intelligence. What's there to look at in Wangxiangzi's booth? It's all a pile of scrap metal."

"Hey, Old Zhou, you're the one who said grapes are sour, but who was it just now that couldn't wait to show off their family background?"

"Old Qian, don't scold me for being a bitch. Do you think I don't know what you're holding in your hand?"

Because at the same time that Fang Yang stopped, many of the artifact owners had lost interest in him and continued to shout and sell to the people who passed by. It was extremely lively.

The stall owner who was called Wangxiangzi was sitting cross-legged on the ground, scratching his feet before Fang Yang arrived. When the sounds of ridicule stopped, he looked straight at Fang Yang and asked: "You want to buy this bronze mirror? Do you have money? "

As soon as Wangxiangzi finished speaking, all the vendors nearby revealed looks of disdain, and thought to themselves, is it because Wangxiangzi hasn't opened its doors for a long time, that they have forgotten how to greet people?

After being asked by the Wangxiangzi, Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, laughed, and said: "Just name a price, if I think it's suitable, I'll buy it."

The Wangxiangzi smacked his lips and said, "I won't open too much. Give me a hundred thousand and I'll take this copper mirror away."

"A hundred thousand?" Wangxiangzi, are you crazy about money? Just a broken mirror like that, and you want to ask for a hundred thousand? "

"Brother, I have a copper mirror that is even older than the ones I work in. I only want 20,000!"

"I say, brother, are you interested in that design?" If that's the case, then it's easy. If I know a person with gold in one hand, as long as I tell him the style of this bronze mirror, he can go down and bring you 10 or 8. Even if it's not eight thousand, it's still okay! "

The surrounding vendors from the Wangxiangzi saw that Fang Yang had started to ponder, and all surrounded him, either saying that there was some goods here, or that he had the ability to exchange them.

Fang Yang did not care about them. Walking from the street to the end of the street, there were all kinds of deceptive things. Most of the objects that did not have the slightest bit of spiritual energy would only have a little bit of spiritual energy, but for the current Fang Yang, it was really useless.

Even the half of a Low Grade Spiritual Stone that Wang Qiang gave him that night was not even worth a single night of cultivation needs from Fang Yang. Logically speaking, a piece of Middle Grade Spiritual Stone could cultivate a Profound Rank Ranker, so the level of filling of the Low Grade Spiritual Stone's spirit energy should not be so easy. In the end, Fang Yang could only place this in the hands of the Golden Eye, as the amount of spirit energy consumed by the Golden Eye was truly considerable.

Wangxiangzi's stall was relatively unremarkable. Let alone the fact that there was not even the slightest bit of spirit energy in the pots and pans, even just the looks made people feel annoyed. However, the copper mirror that was hidden between the broken pots and pans had as much spirit energy as a piece of Low Grade Spiritual Stone.

This piece of Low Grade Spiritual Stone was more than a hundred thousand!

The reason why Fang Yang revealed signs of interest, and also showed hesitation, was naturally to request a price.

"One hundred thousand yuan is too expensive. This copper mirror is at most fifty thousand yuan."

Even if Fang Yang were to cut the price by half, fifty thousand yuan was still a sky-high price for a broken copper mirror. Everyone had an expression of disbelief. Wangxiangzi wanted to jump up and slap the table.

A price of one hundred thousand was something the Wangxiangzi was shouting. He set up his stall with the creed: If you don't pretend to be high and mighty, you can't meet the Second Idiot.

In his eyes, Fang Yang's appearance was akin to that fool.

However, just as Wangxiangzi could not hold it in anymore and was about to slam the table, a voice rang out.

"How can fifty thousand yuan be enough for good stuff?" I only spent a hundred thousand, are you willing to sell it? "

The crowd burst into an uproar after hearing his words.

He usually didn't have so many bad intentions, so why did he come here so quickly? This Wangxiangzi's luck is too good! Many vendors surrounded him, cursing Wangxiangzi's luck in their hearts. At the same time, they were also thinking if this person's appearance would cause the auction to begin.

It was a bald man with a general's belly. He wore fashionable black-rimmed glasses and wore a seductive pink shirt inside a white suit.

Fang Yang recognized this person. He was the Casino Owner of the White Pao Club, and Fang Yang had obtained two billion or so from him.

Originally, when old acquaintances saw each other, there would be a burst of greetings, but Fang Yang was naturally unhappy that something he had set his eyes on had been interrupted. On the other hand, the Casino Owner smiled and greeted Fang Yang, and said: "Mr. Fang, we meet again."

Fang Yang swept his eyes across Casino Owner and smiled faintly: "Since you have set your eyes on this, then I will not be taking it."

After he finished speaking, Fang Yang immediately turned around, not even thinking about fighting to the death.

Seeing that Fang Yang was about to leave, the Casino Owner suddenly became anxious. He looked at his subordinates behind him and caught up to Fang Yang, saying: "Mr. Fang, wait, wait …."

Hearing that, Fang Yang turned around, raised his eyebrows and looked at Casino Owner, then asked: What else do you want?

Casino Owner arrived in front of Fang Yang. It was probably because he had lived like a prince for many years that he didn't exercise at all, and this mere few steps of extreme speed caused him to be gasping for breath. He only spoke after a while: "Mr. Fang, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I haven't even given you my present. "

"Meeting gift?" Fang Yang's brows twitched, and immediately saw Casino Owner's subordinate take the copper mirror from Wangxiangzi and walking over.

The Casino Owner took the bronze mirror from his subordinate and presented it in front of Fang Yang, smiling as he said: "Mr. Fang, the last time I came to the casino, my subordinate did not recognize Mt. Tai, and had offended you. Since this bronze mirror is considered as an apology, it can be considered as a greeting, and from now on, we are friends."

Fang Yang sized up Casino Owner, suddenly laughed, and asked: "Friends?"

The Casino Owner nodded his head heavily, and handed the copper mirror over to Fang Yang: "If Mr. Fang thinks highly of me, then accept this copper mirror. If you have any problems with the Eastsea City in the future, feel free to look for me, and don't say that you can cover the sky with one hand. I can help you with any small matter."

What kind of rhythm was this?

The many vendors watched as Casino Owner spent one hundred thousand yuan to buy a broken bronze mirror, then gave it to Fang Yang. He could buy it for fifty thousand yuan!

Fang Yang was quiet for a long time, when he suddenly extended his hand to grab the copper mirror, he gently caressed it and said: "Done! "Then I'll make a friend like you."