Chapter 1320

"This..."

The stall owner was so stupid that he didn't know how to answer.

Just now, I've been eating one by one. It's true. The old and the young don't cheat. The face slappers are coming.

It's the same with the counterfeiter. Why don't you get a few words!

A good business of several hundred thousand failed.

"Old man, how much do you think this porcelain bowl is worth"

Ye Guangrong asked, looking at the old scholar with a smile.

Just now these two people sing in unison, want to cheat their own money, ye Guangrong's heart is very clear.

"This It's a fake. It's not worth money. It's only seven or eighty yuan! "

Said the old scholar awkwardly.

Nima's, just a little bit, is about to succeed.

Just a few words have ruined a lot of business. Now old scholars have the feeling that they want to strangle the counterfeiter.

"Boss, what do you say about it?"

Ye Guangrong stares at the stall owner and says.

"Take it, take it now!"

The stall owner waved his hand and said impatiently.

It's such a big business. The stall owner is depressed.

Now he wants Ye Guangrong to leave.

It really hurts in the face.

As soon as I saw Ye Rongrong, the stall owner felt that his money had just flown away.

"Ha ha, then I'm not welcome."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile, picked up the jade and the fake blue and white porcelain bowl, and left the stall with Liu Xixi.

"What kind of goods are you bringing in?"

After waiting for ye Rongrong to leave the stall, the old scholar said to the stall owner discontentedly.

It turns out that the two are in a group.

This old scholar is responsible for pretending to be a customer. He is a customer with rich antique experience. Most people trust intellectuals, so the old man plays the role of an old scholar, giving people a sense of profound knowledge.

This kind of harmony, not to mention, they cheated a lot of people.

I just didn't expect to miss this time.

"Who knows they will be in this position? It's really bad for eight generations."

The stall owner said gloomily.

At the thought of 800000 yuan just slipping away, the stall owner really has the heart to kill people.

……

"Brother in law, what do you want this fake porcelain bowl for?"

After leaving the booth, Liu Xixi looked at her brother-in-law in doubt and asked.

Liu Xi doesn't understand what the porcelain bowl is for.

"Do you think I'm aiming at this porcelain bowl? Wrong, I am for this jade

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"This jade?"

"Is it really a psychic jade worn by Jia Baoyu?"

Liu Xi asked, looking curiously at the jade in Ye Guangrong's hand.

"I don't know, but I don't think it can be the psychic jade Jia Baoyu wears in a dream of Red Mansions. After all, a dream of Red Mansions is just a novel, and the characters in it are fictional."

Ye Guangrong shook his head and said.

Ye Guangrong knows that the jade in his hand is definitely a treasure, but he doesn't think it is the psychic jade Jia Baoyu wore in a dream of Red Mansions.

"Then brother-in-law, how do you know this jade is a treasure? Maybe it's a fake?"

Said Liu Xi.

"Ha ha, even if it's fake, there's no problem. Anyway, it doesn't need a cent."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

These two kinds of things are free. There is no flower or leaf.

"Well, that's true!"

Liu Xi nodded and said.

Indeed, my brother-in-law did not spend a cent to make two kinds of antiques, no matter true or false, will not lose money.

"This bowl is put in the bag. It can be used as decoration when you take it home. It's not bad."

Ye Guangrong handed the porcelain bowl to Liu Xi and said.

As for the jade, ye Rongrong is ready to put it beside him and study it carefully.

……

Two people continue to stroll the night market, the capital as an international metropolis, this night lights red willow green, especially beautiful, lively.

Bustling, a lot of young people in the loitering, on the age of people, most have gone back.

"No, the Chengguan is coming!"

"Run! Here comes the Chengguan

With a few urgent shouts, the stall owners who set up the night market in Wangfujing Street quickly gathered up.

These are illegal stalls. If they don't run, if they are caught by the city management,

"hurry up! Stop dawdling

"Hurry up and wait for the Chengguan to come. Everything will be confiscated. It's a month's work in vain!"

"Come and help, it's too late!"

"Go, go!"……

Soon, the original bustling, casual stalls in the street were basically quickly packed up.

Many stall owners, riding tricycles or driving minivans, quickly left Wangfujing Street.

They are afraid of being caught, fined and confiscated by the city management.

They are not afraid of the police, the industrial and commercial bureau, the health bureau and the urban management.

See Chengguan, like a mouse to see a cat, run faster than anyone.

If you dare to set up a stall, you will confiscate all the people you eat.

Soon all the illegal stalls on Wangfujing Street were removed, and the rest basically met the requirements.

3、 Five minutes later, more than a dozen Chengguan came and checked all the way.

"Brother in law, the efficiency of urban management is too slow. With the speed of reaction, all the vendors have run out."

Liu Xi looked at these belated city managers and said with dissatisfaction.

At this speed, it's strange to catch these illegal vendors.

"Maybe it was deliberately slow."

Ye Rongrong thought about it and said.

A few years ago, the reputation of urban management was not very good, and it was also very bad in people's impression. In recent years, for the sake of the image of urban management, urban management all over the country have improved their service attitude.

It's no longer as brutal as it used to be. It makes people angry.

Like now, ye Rongrong suspects that the urban management is deliberately slow. To give them a buffer time is to let the stall vendors consciously evacuate, so that they will not conflict with each other.

As for the rest of the vendors who still don't leave, I'm sorry. They should be confiscated and fined.

I will not be polite to you.

"On purpose?"

Liu Xi Leng next, some don't understand.

"Now people's life pressure is so great, it's not easy for the vendors. We must give these people a living."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

Nowadays, social civilization is much better than before, and the barbaric law enforcement in the past is more and more rare.

"Brother in law, you see they went out to the old woman's stall."

Liu Xi points to the front and says to Ye Rongrong.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Ye Guangrong also noticed that several Chengguan went to the position of the white haired old woman in her eighties, and took Liu Xi with them.

"Granny, how can you set up a stall on a cold day?"

Captain Liu said to the old man with some doubts.

After so many years of urban management, Captain Liu is the first time to meet a vendor of this age.

According to reason, the old man of this age should enjoy Qingfu at home. He should not set up a stall here to sell insoles on such a winter night.

"What did you say?"

The old man's ears are not working. She can't hear captain Liu's words clearly.

"I mean your family?"

Liu said in a big voice.

"Oh, they're all gone."

This time, the old lady heard what captain Liu said.

From the old man's words, we can tell that she is a lonely old man.

"Oh, on such a cold day, go home quickly!"

Captain Liu said to the old man.

For such an old man, Captain Liu did not dare to drive her away, nor did he dare to let her stay here to set up a stall. After all, the outdoor temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, which would be very cold!

"It's not sold out yet!"

Said the old man, shaking his head.

It turns out that the old man lost his wife more than ten years ago and became a lonely old man. The community wanted to send her to a nursing home to enjoy her old age. She didn't want to drag others down.

I usually live by setting up a stall to sell insoles. In the past, I used to sell insoles in the street in front of the community in the daytime. But the people there are so nice. People of my age even set up a stall to sell things. They often give ten or twenty yuan for a pair of two yuan insoles and then go away without giving the old people any chance to change.

At the beginning, there were not many such people, and I don't know what happened recently. There were more and more such people, and the old people didn't dare to set up stalls there.

The old man wants to make a living by his own hand, not by the alms of others.

So the old man doesn't set up a stall in the street beside the community. Instead, he comes to Wangfujing to set up a stall to sell insoles at night. Anyway, it's not far from home. It's only half an hour's drive. It's only one yuan by bus, and it's only ten minutes.

"I want all the insoles. How much is it?"

Captain Liu said to the old man.

On such a cold day, let the old man hurry back.

"Not for sale!"

After looking at captain Liu, the old man shook his head and said.

The old man knew that the middle-aged man in uniform was pitying himself, so he was willing to spend the unjust money to buy his own insole. The old man didn't want others to pity his own money."Why?"

Captain Liu was confused by the old man's words.

Why is the old man unwilling to buy all her insoles and let her go home early?

"You can't use so many insoles. It's a waste of money to buy them."

Said the old man.

"I use it for myself, for my wife and children, and for the old people."

Liu said.

"There won't be so many pairs."

Said the old man, shaking his head.

In the old man's opinion, you can't let others waste money for you.

"I'll sell ten pairs of size 32 insoles, OK?"

Captain Liu said helplessly.

It's really admirable and helpless to meet such a temperamental old man.

"Well, ten pairs and twenty dollars!"

The old man nodded and said.

After giving the old man 20 yuan, Captain Liu took ten pairs of insoles and winked at the city managers behind him.

"Granny, give me five pairs of size 31 insoles!"

"Old man, I want 10 pairs of size 32 insoles!"

"I want 10 pairs of size 33 insoles!"

……

Soon, more than a dozen city managers bought insoles from the old people one after another. Soon, a lot of insoles from the old people were about one third less.

"Brother in law, shall we buy some too?"

Liu Xi said to Ye Guangrong with emotion.

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