The World of Martial Arts Begins with the Ability of Quicksilver

"Then you said 6 is too low."

"10! I'll give you 10 for a buyout price. If you don't sell it, then I have nothing to do." Brother Biao spread his hands, seemingly powerless.

Hearing that the other party offered a reserve price of 10 yuan, Wang Chaoshi's heart skipped a few more beats.

His face couldn't help but flush a little, and his breathing became a little more rapid.

But he still retained the last sliver of reason, and still shook his head, "10 is still too little."

"You are really too greedy, don't even lose the 10 by then"

"I'll accept the big brother when I see you," Lao Hu said beside him.

"Why don't I go home and think about it again?" Wang Chaoshi said and stepped up again, walking towards the door.

He wanted to try again, to play hard to get again.

Anyway, he will turn around and come back later.

As soon as Wang Chaoshi turned around, Lao Hu winked at that brother Biao, flipped his right hand three times quickly, and then made another movement of poking money with his thumb and index finger, and his expression was a little anxious.

"15! And it's cash, I'll give it to you right away! How about it!"

"This is my lowest bottom line." Brother Biao immediately shouted towards Wang Chaoshi who walked to the door.

As soon as Wang Chaoshi heard the other party's words, the emotions in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"Okay, yes, as long as you give me 15 cash immediately, then I'll sell you this antique bowl right now!" Wang Chaoshi turned around and looked at Brother Biao eagerly.

His hand holding the antique bowl also trembled a little because of the excitement in his heart.

"Okay, happy, I'll go back and get the money, you wait"

So Brother Biao went out of the antique shop.

"Congratulations, I didn't expect that Brother Biao would pay 15 yuan for this bowl of yours." Lao Hu smiled all over his face.

"Hey~ I originally wanted to sell it for 100 million, forget it." Wang Chaoshi's mood has recovered somewhat, and he can't help but pretend to be sorry.

"You've already made a lot of money. Didn't you hear that? Brother Biao just said that he also has one at home that is exactly like yours, and he bought it for only 6."

"I think he wants to get a pair, so he is willing to spend a lot of money on this antique of yours. If someone else is willing to spend so much money just to buy such a cheap Qing Dynasty porcelain bowl."

"How do I know that"

"And my bowl could have sold for 100 million. If I hadn't been in a hurry to ask for money recently, I wouldn't have sold it."

Old Hu rolled his eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Listen to what you mean, big brother, do you still have some antiques at home?"

"Uh~ it's a little bit"

"This is my business card. Whether you want to sell antiques or buy antiques in the future, you can come to me."

"My price will definitely satisfy you." Lao Hu handed Wang Chaoshi his business card.

"But just now you offered such a low price"

"Then you see, didn't I introduce you to that brother Biao again? I have a wide range of opportunities. If you have the goods, just take them."

Wang Chaoshi took the business card, "Let's see it later."

After a while, that brother Biao came in with a black bag.

"Shua~" He unzipped the zipper on the bag.

There are red banknotes inside.

"15 is a lot, you can count it." Brother Biao handed the black bag to Wang Chaoshi.

"Okay, let me click"

15 in cash, not too much, but not too much, five small stacks were tied up.

For so much cash, Wang Chaoshi did not dare to be careless, and counted not only slowly, but also very seriously.

Back and forth, three times.

"How is it, right?" Lao Hu asked.

"Well, that's right"

"Okay, here is the sales contract, you can sign it here, after signing, the money is yours, and your antique is Biao's, no problem." Lao Hu pushed a contract to Wang Chaoshi

"No problem, no problem." Wang Chaoshi nodded.Then look at the contract.

A contract is a simple sales contract, which will take effect immediately once it is signed, and cannot be reversed. It has legal effect just like doing business.

Wang Chaoshi found that there was nothing wrong with the contract, so he signed his name on it.

Then Brother Biao also signed the contract.

There are two contracts.

"Pa~" The owner of the antique shop even stamped their shop's stamp on it.

"Okay, happy cooperation." Lao Hu happily extended his hand to Wang Chaoshi.

"Happy cooperation." Wang Chaoshi also had a smile on his face.