A treasure-appraisal maniac

Lu Fei fell in love with a piece of bronze on Wencheng Pedestrian Street. Because of the purpose of the object, Lu Fei asked his boss to buy it.

"I think this thing is worth at most two hundred."

"Boss, if you can explain the purpose of this thing clearly, I'll accept the five thousand yuan."

"If you don't understand clearly, the deal will be for two hundred yuan. What do you think?"

Hiss——

The temptation of five thousand yuan is too great.

But the purpose of this thing is too disturbing.

"Is this an ancient water ladle?" the boss asked tentatively. .??.

"wrong!"

"In ancient times, melons and gourds were used, powerful people used solid wood, and royal families used goldware, so the boss answered wrongly and continued to make it up."

"puff."

"Hahaha"

These two people were so interesting that the owners of the surrounding stalls didn't even care about their business and all looked over.

The boss scratched his head and said.

"Drinking vessel?"

"I said it wasn't true just now, keep making it up!"

"Rat trap?"

"I guess, boss, if you don't think you're a scientist, you're just an incompetent person."

"Come on, come on, tell me how this thing catches mice?"

"Hahaha"

For five thousand yuan, the boss was not discouraged and continued to guess.

"Is this a casting mold?"

"wrong!"

"Every mold must have a hole at the bottom. This one doesn't. The answer is wrong. Come on."

"Fuck!"

"I don't fucking believe it anymore."

The boss took off his hat and threw it aside, white mist rising from his wet head.

"Is this a trebuchet?"

"What's the point of making such a small stone thrower?"

"Besides, the angle between the handle and the bowl makes it impossible to use it as a trebuchet. Bad review."

"Whoaaah!"

The boss screamed angrily, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said.

"I guessed it. They were right what they said just now. This is a big manure scoop. It must be."