The proud daughter of the reborn space

Chapter 169
Hua Shu was not worried, these little tricks were not enough to faze her. Not to mention that she was a cultivator, she had many tricks, and with her clairvoyance, she could easily find a way to open the box.

"Boss, how do you sell this box?" Hua Shu was very curious about the contents and decided to buy it back and study it carefully.

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. When he saw her asking about the rusty box, he just thought she was a little girl who didn't understand anything and was just joining in the fun. He lazily raised his eyelids and ignored her. He said: "50 yuan, fixed price."

"Fifty, why don't you go and grab it?" Song Zihao jumped out immediately.

The female stall owner just glanced at him and ignored him. She had seen this kind of people too many times, and she didn't even bother to argue with a child.

Hua Shu looked at Song Zihao, winked at him, and signaled him not to speak, and then said to the female vendor: "Boss, look at how rusty this iron box is. Although I don't understand antiques, I still have common sense. An iron box that’s so rusty that you can’t tell its age, and even if it costs five yuan, let alone fifty, no one will buy it.”

Hua Shu didn't care at all about the female stall owner's attitude, as if she didn't see it, and only talked about the rust on the iron box.

The female stall owner didn't expect that this little girl was young but had a sharp mouth, so she couldn't help but look at her seriously.Moreover, Hua Shu's words hit her heart.

This iron box was dug out of the ground when her family was building a new house. It was so rusty that it was difficult to tell the age, and there was no sound inside. It seemed to be just an empty box. She also hoped to get it to the antique market and sell it. It was a little money, so she put it out there, but it had been several months, and no one cared about it. Previously, she was thinking about throwing it away to make room for other things!
"Little girl, I'm not bragging to you. This thing was dug out of my house. It must be old. 50 yuan is really not expensive."

Hua Shu lowered her head and thought for a while, pretending to be thoughtful, "Ten yuan, if it's more, I won't have it."

"Thirty?" The female stall owner took a step back, but still wanted to make more money.

"It's only ten yuan. I really don't have much money." Hua Shu said as she took out ten yuan from her pocket and took it out of her pocket to show it to the female stall owner.

Seeing that she really didn't have any extra money, the female stall owner turned her attention to Feng Ming beside her and Cheng Bo and the two behind her.

Feng Ming knew that Hua Shu was deliberately lowering the price, so he naturally would not come forward, and even glanced at the iron box with disgust. As for Cheng Bo and the two behind him, they turned aside and went to another stall with a tacit understanding.

The female stall owner thought about it, it was hard for someone to buy this thing. If she missed this time, she might not even have ten yuan, and she would have to throw it away as garbage.

So, the female stall owner gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, ten yuan is ten yuan, take it away!"

Although I was a little reluctant, I thought about it again. I resold the rags dug out of the ground and made ten yuan. This is a business without capital. No matter how little it is, I still make a profit.

Thinking of this, the female stall owner immediately became happy again. With a smile on her face, she took ten yuan and watched Hua Shu and others leave.

After getting a little further away, Narumi and the others immediately caught up.

"Hua Shu, why did you buy that iron box? It's so rusty that even if it's a real antique, it has no value." Cheng Bo looked at the iron box in her hand with a curious look on his face.

"This is a mechanism box. Although it is too rusty to open, I want to go back and study it to see if I can take it apart." Hua Shu did not hide it. "The machine box?" Chengbo's eyes lit up, "Is there any treasure inside?"

Hua Shu chuckled, shook the box in his ear, and said, "There's no sound at all, so it's probably empty!"

Chengbo looked disappointed, "It's empty, what a pity."

After that, he lost interest in the iron box and went to visit other stalls.

Hua Shu couldn't help but be surprised. Cheng Bo was usually silent, like a little old man, and his expression rarely changed. But today since he entered the antique street, he has completely lost his usual seriousness and is just like an ordinary person. Like a young man, he showed various expressions that are rarely seen on ordinary days, which is really surprising.

Song Zihao was a step behind and happened to see Hua Shu looking at Cheng Bo's back with a look of surprise on her face. She couldn't help but smile and explain: "Cheng Bo has been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child. He has a special liking for antiques. He usually has a similar temper. He is serious and rigid like an old man, but his temperament changes drastically when faced with antiques. Once you get to know him for a longer time, you will get used to him."

"Chengbo's grandfather is an antique lover?" Hua Shu asked casually.

"Leci Auction Company, have you ever heard of it?"

Hua Shu nodded and couldn't help but have a thought in her mind. Cheng Bo's surname was Cheng, and Mr. Cheng from Leci Auction Company was also surnamed Cheng. These two people couldn't be the same as their grandfather and grandson by coincidence, right?
Just when he thought about it, Song Zihao said: "Chengbo's grandfather is the chairman of Leci Auction Company. He is known as Chenglao and is a very famous antique lover. Chengbo has been taken by Grandpa Cheng with him since he was a child, and he hangs around. I go to antique markets all over the world, so I am very passionate about antiques and picking up antiques.”

"It turns out he is really an old grandson." Hua Shu muttered, her voice was so low that Song Zihao didn't hear it.

Looking up at the sun, Hua Shu turned back to Song Zihao and said, "It's getting late, so hurry up and pick out gifts!"

As soon as she reminded him, Song Zihao also found that the sun had risen and the temperature was getting higher and higher, so he quickly asked Hua Shu for help: "Please help me choose. There are so many stalls, I am dazzled."

"You didn't pick it up?" Hua Shu raised her eyebrows.

"Although I am interested in picking up leaks, I hate going shopping covered in stinky sweat even more." Song Zihao curled his lips and frowned slightly. He has had a slight mysophobia since he was a child, and just thinking about shopping in the sun covered in stinky sweat He couldn't stand it anymore.

"I really don't know what kind of gift is suitable. Please Hua Shu, please help me choose it!"

Hua Shu sighed helplessly, "You have chosen the wrong place from the beginning. Changchang has no interest in antiques. Her family sells jade wool. She has been exposed to jade since she was a child. What she likes most is the bright and crystal clear colors. For crystal clear jade, you should not come to Antique West Street, but to Antique East Street.”

"Huh?" Song Zihao was dumbfounded, and then he stamped his feet in anger and said angrily: "I knew that guy Cheng Bo was unreliable. If I had known, I would have asked you directly from the beginning."

Hua Shu glanced at him speechlessly. Who was the first to walk into the West Antique Street before? Now, it’s only hindsight!
She thought so, but she still suggested responsibly: "Since I'm here anyway, just point to jade and the like. If it looks better, Changchang will also like it."

(End of this chapter)