Chef God Dad: Dote on your daughter to the heavens

"It's a little hard to say!"

"I think it should be able to sell!"

"Why?"

"Just look at that handsome man's expression!"

Just under the speculation of the surrounding onlookers, Qin Mo nodded.

"How much!"

His opening shocked the people around him.

Onlookers could not imagine that there were really people who would buy this big fake.

"Fifty thousand!"

The female stall owner quickly stretched out a hand, afraid that Qin Mo would repent.

This successful vote only earns tens of thousands, at least better than smashing it in your hands.

At that time, he spent more than 10,000 to collect.

What I value is that my booth became famous after this business.

Such items can be sold, and others must be curious to come and see.

At that time, the passenger flow will definitely increase greatly, and among so many guests, someone must have bought one or two pieces.

"A loser, really don't treat money as money!"

"It's not good to take these 50,000 to eat a good meal, but it is wasted on a fake painting."

These onlookers just whispered, afraid of being heard by Qin Mo.

If the transaction fails because of this, you will bear the consequences.

This is the rule of the night market, even for acquaintances.

Just one asks for the price, one responds to the price.

Then outsiders cannot interfere in this deal.

There is only one cause for a transaction to be unsuccessful, and that is that the buyer suddenly feels expensive and does not want it.

"Xiao Luo pays!"

Qin Mo put on a considered expression, and then said to the person behind him.

Since Luo Mingjun and the seven leaned a little outside, the words of the onlookers were more or less heard.

Ji Hanlin and the others thought that Qin Mo would not ask for this object.

It is clear that this painting is famous in the night market, and if it is really bought long ago, where will it be their turn.

However, Luo Mingjun would not think so, and he firmly believed it from beginning to end.

Let's talk about 50,000 pieces, isn't it picked up for nothing?

"Okay!"

In front of everyone, Luo Mingjun took out five red bricks from his backpack and threw them to the female stall owner.

Finally, pay by mobile phone and make up 3,000 yuan.

"Handsome guy, it's Hao Shuang, I'll put the picture on you later!"

The female stall owner didn't even count the money, but just swiped through each bundle of money.

Guests who buy directly with cash are her favorite similar.

Such a transaction has an impact, and the red banknote is too tempting!

"Damn, we're worried.

These are subordinates in the back, and the people are rich.

Look at how even the subordinates pay so boldly, it's really envious!

"It's good that this painting is taken away, or hang it here every day, and every time you pass by, you will see it and be flustered!"

Night market transactions are now almost entirely electronic, with very few cash transactions.

Because in this place where clouds and dragons are mixed, you carry a large sum of cash.

Maybe you'll get yourself into trouble!

"Go!"

As Luo Mingjun paid the money, two men among the onlookers glanced at the bulging backpack he had re-carried, and finally pulled a companion away.

At this time, no one noticed their expressions, just two guests who disdained to look down.

"Mr. Qin, this..." Finally

, he waited for the crowd to disperse and walked out.

Looking at the dozen or so people behind him, Ji Hanlin asked worriedly.

Everyone remembers that Qin Mo once said that keeping a low profile is the way to get rich.

But now there are so many people behind, wait for something good.

There will definitely be people who recognize the goods and participate in the mess with the deal.

"It's okay, let them follow!"

Now everyone thinks that only he is the buyer of the eight.

The other seven are their own subordinates, so such a misunderstanding is better.

At that time, when you pick out objects for them, you don't have to cover them at all.

Everyone will only think that Luo Mingjun and the seven people came to work as coolies!

The night market in the capital is very large, and if you want to finish shopping, you don't have to think about it for a few hours.

What's more, Qin Mo was slow, just like a walk.

Take two steps, stop one step, and then keep walking.

Half an hour later, luckily, four of the seven people behind him were already holding objects in their hands.

Now I only need to choose three more pieces, and this time the task is complete!

As for whether you have your own fancy, it depends on whether you have this fate.

Besides, ordinary objects will not be sold by themselves, unless they are more special.

Things within a million, you can't bother to get your hands on.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that he took another one, but a Chen Yanjin appeared.

Qin Mo was stirred up by someone halfway and won it at a price of 10,000 higher than him.

This is the person who has been following behind them, and it seems that by this time, they are seeing something.

So now there is no hesitation to cut off the beard!

It seems that the other party often does this, after buying this item.

Mocking glanced at Qin Mo, and then retreated to the back.

This is clearly telling Qin Mo that I will strike next.

Qi Hanhai walked to Qin Mo's side and said in a low voice, "What about Mr. Qin?" So

far, Qi Hanhai is one of the three.

"It's okay, let them follow!"

If you want to cut your beard again, it depends on whether you want it or not!

As if nothing happened, Qin Mo continued to lead everyone around.

There are still treasures in such a big night market, but they have always been covered by dust.

While waiting for its owner, restart the bright moment for it!

"How much is this old object?"

Since you want to pit people, you have to pit a little heavier.

Now the piece that Qin Mo refers to can be said to be the treasure of the town stall.

"Five hundred thousand!"

Seeing Qin Mo coming straight to his booth, he didn't look at anything.

Just asking this makes the stall owner happy.

This old object, after the palm eyes of some experts.

I can't eat it all!

Don't dare to jump to conclusions easily, I'm afraid to hit my eyes!

Before this booth, Qin Mo took these people behind.

Let them eat a little more sweetness and visit several stalls in a row.

They are all able to earn 10,000 or 20,000.

When he felt that the time was about the same, Qin Mo brought the people behind him to this booth.

This object was noticed last time I came over, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Five hundred thousand!"

To make a play, it is necessary to make a complete set, to give people a chance, Qin Mo asked Luo Mingjun to come over.

"How much more?"

Qin Mo's words were only heard by Luo Mingjun, but his movements were seen by others.

He just patted Luo Mingjun's backpack.

Anyone who followed them from the beginning knew what was in this backpack.

"Enough!"

Although Luo Mingjun didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do?

But he nodded his head in cooperation.

So Qin Mo smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak.

But the people behind him were more anxious than him.

"Five hundred thousand, yes, I want it!"

A man came out from behind and walked directly to the front of the stall.

The first thing was to pay the stall owner half a million yuan first, so that Qin Mo didn't even have the opportunity to raise the price.

"How can you be like this?"

Luo Mingjun stepped forward and blamed.

"I'm bidding without bad rules, why are you not satisfied with the management of the night club?"

The man responded wildly, and then proudly took the object from the stall owner.

"Oops! I said how I always felt weird, it turns out that the problem is here! "