Chapter 910： Provincial City Flea Market 1

In a place like the provincial capital, there are many people, so if you can be cautious, try to be as cautious as possible, so as not to cause trouble for yourself.

Soon, Zhao Xiulan found a second-hand market.

I don't know if it is because the people in the provincial capital are richer, and there are not many people who come to buy things at the flea market.

But there are also people who buy things. The man who manages the flea market is an old man in his 60s. At this time, a couple is choosing furniture.

Because I moved to a new house, I need to buy some furniture, but the new furniture is too expensive, and the old furniture on the second-hand market is much cheaper, so I came to have a look.

I saw that the couple had picked a wardrobe that looked quite exquisite and said to the old man in charge of selling things in the market, "Uncle, how much is this wardrobe?"

The old man glanced lightly and replied, "This is five dollars."

Hearing that the second-hand wardrobe costs five yuan, the couple became a little uneasy, and complained, "Uncle, this wardrobe is too expensive, isn't it? A new wardrobe is estimated to cost only seven or eight yuan. How expensive is your second-hand wardrobe?"

The old man said to the couple with an impatient tone, "Five dollars is too expensive? You really don't know the goods. Do you know what material this wardrobe is made of?"

As the old man said, he suddenly thought of something, waved his hand in disgust, and said to the couple, "It's alright, if you think it's expensive, don't buy it. Five yuan is too expensive? Oh, people who don't know the goods. , I wasted something when I bought it back.”

The couple apparently thought the old man was inexplicable.

A second-hand wardrobe, no matter how exquisite the workmanship and good-looking, is not worth five yuan.

In addition, the old man's attitude was not very good, and the couple was also a little displeased, "Why don't you know the goods? We are telling the truth, it is already expensive, a second-hand thing sells for five dollars, isn't this a robbery?

Oh, who are you trying to deceive?

This flea market is so expensive!

Forget it, let's not buy second-hand furniture, let's buy new ones! "

"Well, buy a new one. You can buy a new one for a few more dollars. What are you doing here to buy the old one?"

The couple complained and left the flea market in a hurry.

The old man was even more angry and muttered, "Hey, there are so many people who don't know the goods these days, five yuan is too expensive, I guess I don't know how much it cost to buy this wardrobe. "

Zhao Xiulan was on the side, watching everything in her eyes and listening to her heart.

The old man was clearly speaking.

Zhao Xiulan walked to the closet, took a closer look, and finally understood why the old man said that the couple didn't know the goods.

This wardrobe is really unusual.

The entire wardrobe is made of huanghuali. This kind of wood is very expensive. When the whole wardrobe comes down, let alone five dollars, even in this era, five hundred dollars can't buy it.

But what puzzled Zhao Xiulan was that the old man seemed to recognize the material.

Since he works in the flea market, he must have encountered a lot of good things for so long.

Seeing Zhao Xiulan looking at the wardrobe, the grandfather asked, "Daughter, what are you looking at? Do you need to buy this wardrobe?"

Zhao Xiulan nodded, such a good wardrobe, beautiful in style and made of huanghuali, can be used at home after refurbishment.

"Yes, sir, this wardrobe is five yuan, right? I want it."

The old man glanced at Zhao Xiulan, and then said, "No, you can just give me three yuan."