Uncle Shenhao: Take ten nephews to the supermarket at the beginning

Chapter 23 Want to make money!You have to hype first! (seeking a monthly ticket)

"This, this, this, am I right? The starting price of each piece is 40 million?"

"I said, will there be an extra ten thousand character written on it?"

"Hahaha! This young man should write an extra [-] million characters! That would be even more awesome!"

"The rarest treasure pavilion on this street, the more expensive cultural relics in it are only a few million dollars, right? Is he only 40 million here?"

"If it's really that valuable, why not take it to an auction? What are you selling here?"

"I seemed to see this young man just now. He walked around the Antique Street a few times. I don't know if it cost thousands or hundreds of dollars. He took these things and then started to add a [-]D to sell them?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

Luo Feng at this moment.

Facing the pointing of the people around you.

He didn't care.

Care about is.

Why did some ignorant people come here?
Just come to someone who knows the goods, okay?
Of course, one of them made a good point, taking it to an auction is a good choice.

But to put it bluntly, for that thing, the auction will deduct a lot of handling fees, and the buyers and sellers are basically working for the auction.

The water is very deep there.

And it's troublesome.

To put it simply, if Luo Feng operates more, he can definitely make more money, but it is too troublesome.

Isn't this the same as the one you picked up?

Have that skill?

It's better to pamper your niece and get a reward.

Therefore, Luo Feng will definitely not go to the auction.

"Hey, those who don't know the goods, are they going to work in vain?"

Luo Feng glanced around these people.

Probably only around twenty or thirty people.

Not very explosive yet.

Wei Wei smirked inwardly.

Luo Feng had an idea.

Immediately start yelling at these people.

"Let me tell you, do you know the goods? If you don't know the goods, just go!"

"Go learn more from a teacher!"

"Don't judge treasures based on your cognition!"

"Your vision is too bad!"

Luo Feng scolded the uncle at the front.

"You young man? Are you talking about me?" The uncle pointed at himself, and Luo Fengshi seemed to be talking to himself.

"I'm not talking about you alone, I'm talking about a group of you!"

What Luo Feng wanted was their anger.

Just be angry.

will be noisy.

Then more people will watch.

So naturally, people who know the goods are indispensable.

This sentence is very similar to the classic line, I'm not saying you are trash, I mean everyone here is trash.

All taunt skills.

"Look at this young man, he is well dressed, why does he speak so unpleasantly?"

"Old man, I have been in this business for more than [-] years, how can I know if your things are worth money?"

"It's so impolite!"

"It's just these three broken things? Want to sell 4000 million? Are you crazy?"

Nature.

Luo Feng spoke bluntly.

They are also welcome.

No one will spoil anyone.

But Luo Feng glanced around, it was so many people scolding him that caused more and more people to watch.

I secretly smiled in my heart.

Loss is a bit of a loss.

But the goal was achieved.

"Yo! Mr. Long!"

"Mr. Long is here!"

"It's Mr. Long?"

people around.

He is also a fan who often visits this street.

I saw Long Jianfei, the chief appraiser of the Rare Treasure Pavilion.

That is naturally very familiar.

This Long Jianfei belongs to the National Archaeological Team. Because he got old, he retired, and then worked as an appraiser in the antique industry. The job is easy and the salary is high.

At the moment he is passing by.

If it weren't for the noise here.

He won't take a second look.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you arguing about here?" Long Jianfei looked at an acquaintance in the crowd, and asked.

"Hello, Mr. Long, there is nothing important." Mr. Zhang pointed to a few things belonging to Luo Feng, and said, "Just this kid, I took the things I just picked up at the antique street stalls and changed hands. Just wrote a line of words, saying that the starting price is at least 40 million, look at this, and then say that we don't know the goods, that we have no eyesight!"

"Heh!" Long Jianfei snorted coldly, and didn't make any statement, because he could see through it at a glance, this person was just draining people, this kind of measurement is nothing new in Antique Street.

a lot of things.

As long as there is traffic.

You're shit.

There will always be someone who likes your stuff.

Just like those phone scams, which seem to be idiotic tricks to deceive people, but if someone is fooled, this is traffic, there are many people, and one can always be deceived.

Long Jianfei is also an old man, he will not scold Luo Feng, and is about to turn around and leave.

But Luo Feng shouted: "Old man, you are here, why don't you take a look?" Since the other party is the chief teacher, Luo Feng is of course interested in him.

Luo Feng shouted.

Obviously made the opponent stop.

But Long Jianfei ignored it.

Keep going.

"There's a lot of meat at a glance? What if I miss this opportunity to see the treasure?"

Luo Feng spoke again.

obviously.

Long Jianfei also turned his head, what the other party said made sense.

Take a look without losing a piece of meat.

Check it out then.

"Little brother, it's a good thing you didn't say something aggressive that my eyesight doesn't even look good, otherwise I really wouldn't have taken a look!" Long Jianfei turned his head back and squatted down, but it was just this one look.

Long Jianfei discovered that the porcelain jar was a little different.

Sure enough, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.

These people have been here for a long time, and they all say it's rubbish.

And people, just at this glance, seem to see the clues.

"It's interesting to imitate! Make such a shell? Is it a mystery?"

Of course.

Long Jianfei just said these words in his heart.

Such an old fox.

There will be no verbal conflict.

But then move on.

His eyes glowed with an unbelievable light.

The hand holding the porcelain jar trembled slightly, imperceptibly to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)