Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Previously at the Huaxia Mansion, Song Jinhao thought that Master Pu Hui and others praised Fang Lin, and thought how great this person was.

Now it seems that it is not worthy of the name.

Hey, he seems to be planning to buy a gold ingot too?

A smile appeared on Song Jinhao's face, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable. For a moment, he felt that Fang Lin was just a mediocre person.

I bought Gao Laoba in a big store because I have a problem with my eyesight.

This guy actually bought gold ingots at a street stall. That’s not a problem with his eyesight, but a problem with his IQ!

Just imagine, how could real antique gold ingots be found on street stalls?

Even whether this gold ingot is real gold has yet to be determined!

A hint of disdain emerged from his eyes. Song Jinhao glanced at Hu Keer and felt very relieved.

Hu Keer made it clear before that third parties are the most taboo in antiques trading.

Presumably, she would not dissuade Fang Lin with words.

Let Fang Lin also buy Gao Laobao, haha!

When buying something, you are afraid not to ask the price. If Fang Lin wants to bargain, that means he is tempted.

When the street stall owner saw something going on, he immediately became energetic and said, "Little brother, I'm paying a real price. I really don't want to make more money from you."

Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at the gold ingot, then glanced at an inconspicuous purple gold bottle in an inconspicuous corner in the distance, and said: "Since you said so, three million is three."

"Wait a minute!" Hu Ke'er suddenly stopped and came to Fang Lin's side, saying angrily: "Fang Lin, you asked me to gain experience and lessons last time, why am I so confused?

This gold ingot is worthless at all, so don’t be fooled! "

"..."

The smiling face of the stall owner froze and his eyes widened.

Little girl, although you are handsome, you don’t know whether to say MMP or not!

"..."

Song Jinhao’s disdain

His face was frozen with gloating.

Didn't you agree that you would automatically avoid pedestrians and not interrupt indiscriminately? Are all my feelings lying to me?

Fang Lin looked at Hu Ke'er funny, patted her shoulder, looked at the boss again, and said: "Boss, it seems that I can't buy this thing from you."

The stall owner was about to burst into tears and said, "Brother, don't listen to this little girl's nonsense. What I told you before is all true.

3 million, you can’t buy it and suffer a loss, you can’t buy it and be fooled! "

Song Jinhao now wanted to take out his gold ingot and tell Fang Lin: Yes, three million is not a loss, I want five million!

Fang Lin shook his head and said: "Let's do it. The price is 900,000. I want it."

The stall owner shook his head like a rattle: "Impossible, nine hundred thousand? If you go to a gold store to buy a pound of gold, it will cost you hundreds of thousands!"

Song Jinhao couldn't help but said: "Yes, your price is too low. It's strange that the boss is willing to sell it to you."

Fang Lin said: "Forget it then."

Saying that, he turned around and left.

Hu Keer breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, feeling that he had made a contribution.

Song Jinhao was a little disappointed.

I thought that this deal was over, but I didn’t expect that Fang Lin hadn’t walked a few steps when the street stall owner gritted his teeth and said: “Little brother, for the sake of our affinity, let’s sell it to you for 900,000 yuan.” It’s time to make friends!”

Song Jinhao couldn't help but said: "Damn it, boss, do you still have any sense of integrity? Selling it for 900,000 yuan? Don't you lose money?"

The stall owner squeezed out a few tears and said, "You can lose money and make a profit. Hey, who told me and this little brother that we would hit it off at first sight?"

Fang Lin turned around with a smile.

, picked up the gold ingot from the ground, and pointed at the purple gold bottle in the corner.

"Brother, you and I hit it off right away. Nine hundred thousand is nine hundred thousand, and I won't bargain again.

But can you give me that bottle by the way? I really like that bottle. "

The boss was confused: "This bottle is worth a lot of money. This is..."

Fang Lin interrupted him with a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted to make friends?"

The boss was stunned, and said in a confused voice: "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you!"

Song Jinhao was stunned on the sidelines.

Can you still buy things like this? Bargain down to one-tenth of the price, and then ask for gifts? ??

After finishing the payment, Fang Lin insisted on shaking hands with the stall owner, and after injecting a bit of vitality into the other person's body, he let go and said: "Brother, before going to bed at night, insist on soaking your feet with hot water, it will be good for you. ”

The boss was startled, then smiled perfunctorily: "Okay, I understand."

Turning around to leave, as soon as Fang Lin left, Hu Keer followed him and asked speechlessly: "Why do you have to buy this gold ingot? They are all fake, and the quality of the gold is still poor. You might as well go to a gold store to buy it. "

Fang Lin smiled and said, "Who told you that this gold ingot must be fake?"

Song Jinhao couldn't help but ridiculed: "Why, do you think what you bought is real?

To tell you the truth, there are not ten but eight shops selling this kind of gold ingots on the entire street. "

Fang Lin stopped, held the gold ingots in front of several people, and said quietly: "Zheng He went to the West and bought a batch of gold there. After returning to the court, part of it was turned into gold ingots.

Later, the imperial court gave King Liangzhuang two gold ingots, which were the betrothal gifts for King Liangzhuang.

Later it became the burial object of King Zhuang of Liang.

In early 2000, two human remains were excavated from the tomb of King Liangzhuang.

One of the gold nuggets is made of gold purchased from the West. It is 14 centimeters long, 10 centimeters wide, 0.8 centimeters thick, and weighs 1874.3 grams, which is a little more than 3 kilograms and 7 taels. "

Hu Keer raised his eyebrows and asked: "Are these gold ingots bought from the West, or are they gold ingots bought from the West and returned to the Ming Dynasty to forge gold ingots?"

Not only did she want to ask, but Song Jinhao and Rang Qingyun also wanted to ask.

After all, Fang Lin and the seller on the antique street told completely two different versions.

Fang Lin said: "Which Western country do you think would turn gold into such gold ingots at that time?"

The three of Hu Ke'er looked at each other and thought it made sense.

Hu Keer suddenly realized it and said: "It turns out that these antique sellers are also confused and don't even understand history."

Fang Lin smiled and shook his head: "What they don't know, they know better than anyone else.

The reason why they introduced the gold ingots bought from the West was to use this loophole to see each customer's reaction.

If the customer does not question it but instead believes it, it means he is a novice who does not understand antiques and history.

The seller will be able to tell right away that the seller is a scammer and can take advantage of it. "

Song Jinhao thought of himself, and for a moment he wanted to throw the gold ingot in his arms into the sewer.

Handsome's face was extremely red and he was very ashamed. At the same time, he was also secretly angry at Fang Lin. He really couldn't bring himself to drink anything!

He hummed: "So what if you understand this, it doesn't necessarily mean that the one you bought is real."

Fang Lin said: "I didn't say what I said was true."

Hu Keer said: "Then what do you want that purple gold bottle for?"

She knew something about Fang Lin, and felt that Fang Lin was not out of touch. He must have some deep meaning in wanting this purple gold bottle.