Rebirth of the Genius Charlatan

  Chapter name: Chapter 10 in the middle of the game, settle the grievances

  The wrong gold knife must be genuine, but the stall owner missed it and melted it out as an old Xibei goods by mistake. k";

  There is no priced item in the city, if you send it to the antique shop, how much is it worth? Not to mention sending it to the auction house! Even if you don't send it to the antique shop or the auction house, and only release the news, then the big collectors and wealthy merchants who come to buy with big prices can not squeeze the threshold?

  This is a windfall!

Old Ma's eyes changed, but at this time, the stall owner and the other old people beside him could see it. He lowered his head and calmed his fast breathing, then raised his head and smiled, "This is my little brother. Say, it's really long learning! Let alone this Western Han Dynasty knife coin, I really haven't seen it! Since the little brother said it was cast in a mold, it must be inexpensive, right?"

  The stall owner was taken aback, and raised his head, "What's the matter? You always want to start?"

Old Ma hahe smiled, a little embarrassed, "I just love this. The book of the collection of ancient coins in my family in the early years was almost ripped apart, and I didn't see that it was a golden knife. It can be seen from this vision. You can’t practice it without a real thing in front of you. It doesn’t matter if you recast it. You can make a price, and I will buy it all to practice my eyesight."

  When the old people around heard it, they all looked at Mr. Ma with a lot of envy.

  There are people living in the surrounding community. Who doesn’t know that Ma’s hometown is considered to be a good family? His daughter is a teaching assistant at Jingcheng University, and his son is a business man. The family is not considered a rich man, but also has Yu Qing. In other words, if he knew it was a fake, he bought it back to practice his eyesight, so he would be told by his sons and daughters if he bought a hundred or eighty things back for anyone present.

   "Your old man really wants to start? Hey, interesting!" The stall owner was amused, as if he had never met the owner who knew it was a fake and wanted to start. But the stall owner seemed to be a shrewd person. He took a look at Old Man Ma and then smiled, "Lord, let's hold hands, right?"

  The old people around are all taken aback.

  "Handle? This object is fake. Do you still use the handle?" The old man was amused.

  Handle bargaining is the rule of antiques. Buyers and sellers use their sleeves to cover their prices with gestures. This is mainly to prevent people from seeing the price of the purchase. This is done to protect the buyers and prevent some people from stalking because the buyers have money; the second is to protect the sellers from interrupting people who look at the object and think that the item is not worth that much money, so that The buyer regretted that the deal he received was stale.

  This line of regulation is mostly used for transactions of genuine products, and they are large-value transactions. And the owner of the wrong knife said it was fake, it must be worthless, so why bother to negotiate the price?

   Seeing the stall owner insisted, Mr. Ma agreed without thinking about it. He was eager to pick up this wrong gold knife and get it early, anyway, the stall owner himself thought it was a fake, could he still ask for a high price?

  It is summer. The old people who come for a walk are wearing long-sleeved sportswear, but the stall owner is wearing short sleeves, but he is wearing cloth. A piece of navy blue cloth came down, and no one could see what kind of bargaining the two of them were doing underneath, but in the blue sky and the sun, you could see Ma Lao's face changed!

  Retracted his hand in shock, Ma Lao looked at the stall owner incredulously, "Brother, are you not false to me!"

  The old people around looked at Ma Lao, then at the stall owner, and were anxious-what price did they discuss?

"Master, I don't like to listen to you." The stall owner was reluctant, and the dangling man drooped his eyes and curled his lips. Don’t know? This is all you want. I clearly tell you that this is a Xibei product, and you always want to buy a Xibei product, so let’s talk about the price! I have what I want. If you always think you can accept it, let’s close the deal. If you don’t accept it, let’s not do this business. It's all a matter of buying and selling. How can you ruin your old age?"

Mr. Ma was too speechless to refute these words, but when he thought of the price the stall owner was opening, he couldn't help but raise his voice, righteously saying: "Okay! Just treat me as using the wrong word. But, boy, you It’s not kind to ask for this price! You ask everyone to comment, you know that this is Xibei, and you want me to pay 50,000 yuan? Isn’t this the lion’s big mouth?"

   "What? Fifty thousand?" The old people around screamed, all a little confused, without exception, suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

   "Fifty thousand? This kind of mold casts old objects, fifty dollars is too expensive, right?" An old man pouted his lips.

  The genuine Guangxu Tongbao just now cost five thousand five hundred yuan. Old people thought it was expensive and were reluctant to buy it. What's more, buying a fake knife coin costs 50,000 yuan to open your mouth?

  This is indeed the lion's big mouth.

"Young man, you watched Mr. Ma want to start, so take the opportunity to strike a stroke? I just saw that you, a young man, was quite honest. Why did you turn your face to cheat the old man? You are not kind." The old man suddenly wanted to understand the reason for the high price of the stall, and began to criticize.

"Master, you don't say that. In the antique industry, there are many fakes, and there are old imitations that are worth collecting. The key is that the buyer can't see it! Even if it is a genuine product, you can't meet the collection you want to collect. Home, then it’s unpopular, except for the historical research value that we don’t understand, it can’t be sold in the ocean, and it’s worthless in our eyes! But if you encounter a collector who wants to collect, even if it’s a fake, it’s worth doubled. Antiques is such a business. You are all retired old men. Pan Jiayuan hasn't been wandering around? Don't you understand this?"

The stall owner uttered a cry and glanced at Old Man Ma, "This old man wants to start, why should I not sell at a high price? I also have a lot of money and a small person. Why don't I make money with money? He can accept it. If you have it, I will sell it. I can’t accept it. Let’s close the stall and go to Panjiayuan to set up a stall! You don’t want to buy it. What is the price for you?"

  "You, you, you! This, this, this..." The old man who talked to Ma Lao was stomped with anger. Although the stall owner's words are reasonable from his point of view, they still make people angry.

  Mao was too anxious on the sidelines, he also knew that according to the rules, this price is not good for shouting outside. But everyone thought that this golden knife was a fake. Anyone who heard the price of 50,000 yuan would think it was an insult to the stall owner. He just wanted to shout out and let the old people around him put pressure on the stall owner. But I didn't expect that this stall owner was a stubborn guy. Either he took the money, and then they closed the stall and left!

  To be honest, it’s not expensive to buy this baby that is currently unpriced at 50,000 yuan. Compared to its value, this is definitely a big profit! Even if Yu Lao saw this gold wrong knife with his eyesight, the big deal was that he paid for it and made two points! It's just that, compared with the price he wanted to miss before, the psychological price is too far apart, and it's unacceptable for a while.

Seeing that the stall owner really closed the stall and was about to leave, Mr. Ma immediately lost his face and stopped him with a smile, "Young man, look at your anxious temper. Didn't I just say that the price is expensive? The antiques business will not open for three years. I know that after eating for three years. But you can’t hold a fake and eat me for three years? Let’s all take a step back. You give me a favor and even give it to me. What do you think?"

  Lao Ma brought the piece of navy blue cloth over as he said, and under the cover, he gave a price by the handle.

  The stall owner frowned and shook his head, "Master, you are pressing too much. No way, no way!"

"Young man, you have to know, you are a fake. Look at the genuine Guangxu Tongbao you are here, and it can't be sold at the price I gave you? This price is not enough for you to eat for three years, and the whole family’s old snacks for one year is no problem. k "; If you sell it in Panjiayuan, when you can find a suitable buyer, that's not necessarily true. "Ma Lao smiled and retracted his hand, his heart was too anxious, but his face was filled with a deep and calm smile, "You think about it, think the price is worth it, I will go home and pay you immediately. "

  Lao Ma came forward with a gesture of passing the village and there was no shop. The stall owner frowned and said nothing this time.

The old people around    looked at the changes in the situation, and their expressions were a little anxious-what price did they talk about this time?

  But this time, Mr. Ma stopped clamoring, and no one knew what price they were talking about this time.

  Only one of the crowd onlookers showed a deep smile.

  Xia Shao.

  Xia Shao accompanied Mr. Xu to watch the excitement. From the beginning, she didn't say a word. It was only when she saw the details under that piece of navy cloth with her eyes open that she gave a deep smile.

  Ma Lao tapped three times on the back of the stall owner's hand with his middle finger—30,000.

  It was this price tag that made Xia Shao smile deeply.

  Thirty thousand yuan, buy a fake?

  The gold wrong knife is fake.

  The stall owner was right, that he used molds to cast old fakes. Three hundred dollars are not worth, let alone thirty thousand.

  Although Xia Shao hadn't held the knife coin in his hand for careful identification, under the eyes of the sky, not to mention it was a time-honored antiquities, even the magical artifacts could be seen. The sword coin minted in the Wang Mang period, at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, in such a long time ago, if it were genuine, how much vitality should there be on that gold wrong sword?

  Unfortunately, there is nothing at all.

  This is fake.

  When Xia Shao was smiling, Father Xu's eyes fell on her face, and the old man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes deep.

  This girl started in the antique industry. Could you see anything?

  At this time, the stall owner was still thinking, he looked very tangled, and he was very unwilling to make up his mind. Then, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ma Lao.

  It was this look that made Xia Shao startled, raising her eyebrows slightly, a strange look flashed in her eyes, then she lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

interesting!

   is really interesting.

  Xia Shao raised her eyes and glanced at the stall owner. If she is the owner of the stall, knowing that the object is a fake, let alone 50,000, even 30,000 would have been earned in vain. Where is the reason for tangled consideration? Such a good thing does not happen every day. If the sky comes to windfall, anyone will answer it all at once.

  That’s why Xia Shao found this stall owner interesting, and he just raised his eyes to see that look even more interesting.

  It seemed that he was looking at Lao Ma, but from Xia Shao's perspective, he felt that the look in his eyes was a little vacant, and it fell on Lao Ma next to Yu Lao.

  This is located in the old, and is the key person in this matter today. If it hadn't been for him to believe that the wrong gold knife was genuine, Mr. Ma would never have the desire to buy it.

   And this is the old identity, an expert in the Palace Museum. The elders around him recognized him. Obviously, his identity was not fake, he was indeed an old expert in the antique industry. But it was this experienced and profound expert who mistakenly read an ancient coin today?

  Is it really missed?

  Or... Is this a game at all?

  Xia Shao silently moved to the side and looked at the stall owner first, not to mention the face of this man, and the bridge of his nose was slightly crooked. The ancients said: "A seven-foot body is not as good as a one-foot face, and a one-foot face is not as good as a three-inch nose." The nose is a fortune. And this young stallholder has exactly this face.

  Xia Shao remained calm, looked aside, and fell on her old face, raising her eyebrows immediately. I didn't take a closer look before, but at this time, I discovered that Yu Lao's finances have recently had a big problem! Yu Lao’s nostrils are large and open, which is a partial wealth in physiognomy, but this kind of partial wealth is not easy to gather, and it costs a lot to get in and out. Whenever he gathers money, someone will help him spend it, just like his friends or family members. Moreover, he has an inverted eyebrow on his left eyebrow, a small red sore on his forehead, but no other areas on his face. This is a sign of poor investment luck and failure.

  Xia Shao looked at Ma Lao again and saw that the old man’s jaw was round and wide. The chin is called Dige in physiognomy, and it is the master of the luck in old age. Ma Lao had a good evening luck and a well-earned family. It's just that his eyelashes look a little messy in the morning sun, and they are upside-down. This makes people unclear in physiognomy, and there is a sign that people who misunderstand the wrong person will be deceived and leak money.

  I have seen the faces of the three people, and Xia Shao has seen all the old people present. Although some people see something at home, they have nothing to do with today's affairs.

  Sure enough, only Yu Lao, Ma Lao and the stall owner are related.

  Xia Shao lowered her eyes, her eyes were strangely radiant, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled up-what happened today is indeed a decision!

  Moreover, this drama is very real!

  Xia Shao once heard Chen Manguan talk about the various bureaus in the antique industry, and I don’t want to be lucky enough to be able to see it on the spot today! The performance of this play, if it is said that it was awarded an award from the actor, it was also made.

  The stall owner came to the square to set up the stall, and the old people were a little drummed about the authenticity of the objects, and he himself took the initiative to admit that most of them were fakes, winning the trust and favor of the old people first.

  Yu Lao is an expert in antique appraisal and a cultural celebrity. With such a person by his side, Ma Lao is bound to show off. And just because there is such a celebrity expert by his side, the old people subconsciously trust him, and they completely believe in the authenticity of the object.

  Next, the stall owner pointed out a few genuine Guangxu Tongbao pieces, ranging from hundreds of dollars to thousands of dollars. The success aroused the curiosity of the elderly, and they all squatted down to take a closer look at the small copper plate worth thousands of dollars. At this time, that golden wrong knife is bound to be seen. Because the shape of the knife coin looks like a key, it is too different from the Guangxu Tongbao with a round square hole. There is only this "freak" in so many copper coins. How can it not be noticed unless someone has a bad eye?

  The stall owner was still honest at this time, indicating that this was a fake cast in the mold, but he did not forget to mention the value of a golden knife.

After   , Yu Lao appeared again. Today, Mr. Ma came with him. There was an expert beside him. Mr. Ma was naturally concerned about his actions, so he noticed the change in his eyes.

  All the rest is logical. Old Ma wanted to pick up the leak, even though he knew it was what Yu had seen, he still hurriedly wanted to buy it by himself, even if the two would discuss how to divide the money afterwards. It's just that the stall owner turned from an honest person to a shrewd person, grasping the mentality of Mr. Ma's desire to collect, and took the opportunity to hit him hard.

  Ma Lao thought that the stall owner didn’t know, and thought that he and Yu Lao had quietly made a round, and he could start a astronomical knife coin with a price of 30,000 yuan. Don't you know that this is a good situation that Yu Lao and the stall owner have done a long time ago, and today he came to cheat him of tens of thousands of dollars.

  This is the middle game.

  What a beautiful scene!

  Xia Shao guessed, Yu Lao and the stall owner must have negotiated in advance and knocked Ma Lao 50,000 yuan, but he did not expect Ma Lao to cut the price to 30,000 yuan. Because it was a two-person game, the stall owner couldn't make a decision alone, so it seemed so entangled that he raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Lao just now.

  It was this look that made Xia Shao's heart flash. After seeing the faces of the three of them, everything in her heart was like a mirror.

  At this time, Yu Lao quietly stood behind Ma Lao, leaning on Ma Lao's cover, and glanced at the stall owner. This one looked quickly, and his eyes turned quickly. Everyone's eyes were on the tangled-faced stall owner, and no one paid attention to the quick glance of the old man.

  This eye only fell in Xia Shao's eyes, and then she smiled.

  And no one noticed her smile, except for Mr. Xu.

  The old man paid attention to Xia Shao from the very beginning when he laughed, and saw her look at the stall owner, Yu Lao, then Ma, and finally looked at Yu Lao, smiling like a little fox.

  Elder Xu also likes antiques, but he can still say something about porcelain and famous calligraphy and painting. He doesn't know anything about ancient coins. But the keen insight he has cultivated in the ups and downs of the political arena for many years allowed him to conclude that there must be something wrong with this matter.

  What did this little girl find?

   Could it be that this matter is a round?

  The old man carried his hands on his back, learning from Xia Shao, looking at the stall owner, looking at Yu Lao, then at Ma Lao, and finally took a look at Yu Lao-nothing can be seen.

  But he still smiles like an old fox-if you can't see anything, then watch the show.

  At this time, the stall owner has received Yu Lao’s gaze, and it seems that he is finally entangled enough, frowning and reluctantly said: "Okay! Seeing you always like it, I will give it to you."

  The old people around screamed, is this a deal? How much did it cost?

  How could old man care to say this to the people around him? His eyes were overjoyed for a moment, but he was afraid that the stall owner would see something, but he tried to maintain his face, hehe smiled and said, "Young man, I also suffer from pain. A counterfeit, I was taken a fool today!"

  The stall owner was not very happy when he heard it, "Master, this is a business you want me to do. How ugly is it to be wronged? Don't gossip, I only accept cash here."

  Bank cards are easy to reveal their identity, and cash cannot be grasped.

  The stall owner urged to pay the money, so naturally he quickly took the money and left. And when Ma Lao listened to the stall owner's urging, he was happy in his heart. He is eager to get started! Even if the vendor finds that the item has been sold out, he has to follow the rules and regulations.

  Both of them were eager to trade quickly, the stall owner Dang even squatted down to close the stall, planning to follow Mr. Ma to the bank to withdraw money, paying the money in one hand and delivering the goods.

   And just as the stall owner closed the stall, the wrong gold knife was taken into his hand.

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment. He lowered his head. He only saw the hand and he knew it was a girl. Not to mention the pink and white, the fingers were like good suet jade, and the rusty metal held her. In the palm of her hand, it makes people think that this object will dirty her hand.

  The old people around were all taken aback, watching Xia Shao put the gold wrong knife in his palm.

  Yu was stunned, while Ma Lao saw his baby fall into the hands of others, and suddenly became anxious. But before he could speak, Xia Shao spoke.

  "Fake." Short two words, concise, but when she speaks it, it always feels slow and careless.

   But these words may sound inexplicable to some people, such as the old people around who don’t know the truth. But to some people, it sounds like a thunderstorm, such as the stall owner, Yu Lao and Ma Lao.

Old Ma laughed first, a little unnaturally, "Little girl, this was originally a fake. We've been talking here for a long time, don't you just hear it now? Okay, well, I also collect the fakes. Don't delay our transaction."

  Ma Lao stared at Xia Shao's palm anxiously, and reached out to take it, for fear that she would take it for a while and break it.

  Xia Shao closed her hand and smiled, "I said, it's real, it's fake."

  She spoke more slowly this time, but shocked more people.

  Yu Laohe's face changed first, but when everyone's eyes fell on Xia Shao, no one noticed the change in their faces.

  Mao was a little dazed, blinking, staring at Xia Shao, not knowing what to say for a long time.

  What does this really mean?

  Does this little girl mean that this golden knife was originally fake?

etc! How did she know that he believed the knife was real in his heart? Why does she say it is fake?

"Old man, the sword coin coined during Wang Mang's period was called gold wrong knife because it was made of gold. The words on the coin were inscribed, and the recesses were filled with gold and polished to make the words match the money. The face is flat. Both the knife work and the shape are very particular." Xia Shao spread out his palms and showed the gold wrong knife in his hand to Ma Lao and the elderly people who gathered around.

"In ancient times, coin casting was very particular, coin writing had a unique writing style. Although Wang Mang was short in time, he paid great attention to coin casting. The coin writing of the gold wrong knife was mainly made of hanging needles, namely In other words, the strokes on the knife coins are slender, like hanging needles, smooth and vivid. Because of the use of paper money in modern times, few people can imitate the writing styles on metal coins! Take a look! The words on this gold wrong knife are thick and flat. Although they are written as finely as possible, they are not smooth. The shape of the characters is not done in one go, but a little shaky."

   "Hiss!" The heads of the old people around were almost forming a circle, their eyes burning.

"The little girl is right. Writing on this kind of money is not much the same as writing calligraphy. When writing calligraphy, you can just find a piece of rice paper or find a copybook from a famous author! Where can I practice this stuff? I don’t practice much. This is the flaw!"

  "Don't say it, this word seems really not smooth..." An old man commented.

  Ma Lao listened to the side, his face changed again and again! At this time, how could he bother about how Xia Shao knew so much, and hoped that this gold wrong knife was real, so he said: "Things from the Western Han Dynasty, which are so old, are rusty, will it be rust? The relationship between traces is not smooth?"

Xia Shao smiled, "Old man, please read the words on this knife-a dollar equals five thousand.'Ping' means value, that is to say, this knife coin is worth five thousand copper coins. But in fact, Even if the gold on this coin is added, such a coin is definitely not worth five thousand liters. Not only is it worthless, but it is also far worthless! After Wang Mang usurped the Han, the issuance of this coin was actually a plunder. A way of folk wealth. At the time of casting, except for the word "one knife" with gold filling on it, other materials were used very little, and they were all cast in bronze. What I want to say is the rust of this bronze Traces, the old bronze is buried in the soil, the rust will be covered with earthy color, it will never be so green! This green rust is really flawed and too new."

  Mao's face suddenly turned pale, and just now he felt that he had found a suitable reason to refute Xia Shao, but at the moment he was staring at the new green rust on it, a little dazed.

"In addition, the shape of the gold wrong knife is unique, and it is not constrained by the shape of the knife coin in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period. It is ancient and stable, and has a beautiful atmosphere. But you always feel this knife coin, more than simple and stable, but not beautiful. That is to say, there is no charm." Xia Shao smiled and threw the fake in his palm, making Old Ma tremble, but saw the girl’s smile a little bright, with a little bit of playfulness, and said in a joking tone, "If so. Let me evaluate, I will only say that this key blank is well made."

  Key blank...

  A group of people were speechless, but the gaze looking at Xia Shao was shocked!

  Look at this girl, she is only seventeen or eighteen, right? How can you have this vision? Not to mention eyesight, these old people are ashamed of their knowledge of antiques.

  Just as the old people around were shocked, some people laughed.

Old Yu smiled, but he looked at Xia Shao with a slightly deep gaze, without any deep meaning, "This little girl is interesting, and you can see that Shen Yun is here when you look at the objects. In the line of antiques, Shen Yun is said to be the most ugly. Without the eyesight of twenty years, no one dare to talk about Shen Yun. At my age, I can’t say for sure when looking at this object. The little girl is sure about Shen Yun. I just don’t know how old the little girl is this year?"

  This sounds curious, but when he listens carefully, Yu Lao is saying that Xia Shao is not even 20 years old. Where can he have eyesight for 20 years? She is clearly talking about it! Blind identification!

  As soon as he said this, Ma Laogang's pale face instantly rejuvenated and became bloody.

  The old people around can't understand it.

how? Isn't this golden knife a fake? Why is this little girl identified, but Yu Lao wants to tear down her platform? Could it be that this coin may be genuine?

Xia Shao looked at Yu Lao, smiled calmly, with a slightly mocking smile, "What you always said is. Ancient coins are originally unpopular, and no one dare to buy high-end products without the eyesight of 20 years, so..." Xia Shao looked at Mr. Xiang Ma, persuaded, "Old man, if you have money and want to collect antiques, it is best to start with something that opens the door. This kind of object is easy to hit the eye. I advise you to be cautious. Didn't you listen to what Yu said? He sees this object. I dare not say exactly."

  Lao Ma was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked towards Lao Yu. Yu Laoze's face instantly sank, somewhat ugly. Originally, it was to demolish Xia Shao’s station based on his age and experience, to make Ma Lao believe that this object is real.

  Yu Lao looked at Xia Shao, not knowing why, he always felt that the girl in front of him looked familiar. But seeing her in sportswear with a ponytail, he really didn't know such a person in his impression.

The meticulously set game was disturbed by the girl who was killed in this way. Yu Laoben was anxious and annoyed, and was upset. Seeing Ma Lao's inquisitive gaze, Yu Lao suddenly became angry, "Don't Look at me! This is the object you want to start with to practice your eyesight.

  Lao Yu said that, Ma Lao had no idea, but just now Yu Lao clearly took it seriously, he was sure that the golden knife was true, and now he can't say it accurately. Is this because the girl surely said it was fake, or did Yu Lao get angry when he saw that he was shaken?

  After all, Yu is always an expert in antique appraisal, and experts least like others to question his authority. He was shaken just now, that is, he doubted his level of knowledge. Wouldn't he be angry because of this?

  Offending an expert in antique appraisal is definitely not a good thing for those who like to collect.

  Lao Ma saw that Yu Lao annoyed, he looked at Xia Shao again, and asked with a somewhat unnatural smile: "Little girl, maybe you are wrong, right?"

Xia Shao raised her eyebrows, not annoyed, she just smiled indifferently, "Old man, I also said that. This item is what you want to start with. If it is true, you will earn it. If it is false, you will lose it. It has nothing to do with me. , I just said everything that should be said, I only hope that you will be cautious. After all, the 30,000 yuan in someone's family is not falling from the sky, then you will not regret it."

  Don’t say that it’s the beginning of the year, that is, ten years later, for ordinary families, 30,000 yuan is not meant to be taken out, and it is not distressed at all.

  Today’s matter, if it was a normal antique business, Xia Shao would never interrupt. But since she saw that this was a game for the old man, her refusal to speak really violated the principle of being a human being.

  Of course, Xia Shao could clearly say that this matter was a situation, but she had no definite evidence, and she might have to be bitten back, saying that she was slandering. Anyway, her purpose is just not to let Ma Lao spend the wronged money, as long as she reminds him.

  It’s just that this decision naturally has to be made by Mr. Ma.

  As soon as he mentioned thirty thousand yuan, Mr. Ma really hesitated. The old people around were shocked when they heard the price of the deal.

   "Thirty thousand yuan to buy a fake? Lao Ma, if your children can make money, they can't be so bad!"

   "Yes! Old Ma, why do I look at you a little strange? Do you want this object to be real or fake?"

   "This matter is said to be uncertain to the old man, and the little girl also said several places without seeing the real evidence. Lao Ma, what do you have to spend the 30,000 yuan for? If the money is too much, you will burn it?"

  Lao Ma is naturally not burnt with too much money, he just wants to pick up the omissions. But right now it is possible that he could not find the leak, but instead he slapped his eyes and lost 30,000 yuan for nothing, which could not help him hesitate.

  "Why...Yu Lao, let's take this knife and go to the antique shop to appraise it?" Ma Lao asked Yu Lao whispered.

When Yu Lao heard it, his face turned black, "Go to the antique shop? If people know that it is true, can I still pick up a leak for you for 30,000 yuan?"

  Yu Lao was so angry that his tone couldn't help raising his voice, and the old people around him were stunned.

What's the meaning?

  Is it possible that Yu Lao took the truth from the beginning? Old Macken spent 30,000 yuan to buy fakes, but he didn't want to buy fakes, but to pick up the leaks?

  Now everyone understands it! Just say it! How can there be such a stupid person in this world? Spending so much money on fakes?

  It turned out to be so!

  Yu Lao glanced around, his face was blue and red, and he saw his words come out. Today's game was done in vain. Not only was the game in vain, but also ashamed. So he snorted annoyed, glared at Ma Lao, and walked away!

Before leaving, Yu Lao turned around and took a look at Xia Shao, his face was ugly, and it was obvious that he had made this enmity with her.

  The stall owner didn’t expect that things would develop into this way when things were going well before, and he suddenly shouted, “What?

  Lao Ma saw that Yu Lao was offended, and he suddenly downturned his head and waved his hands: "No more, no more. Alas!"

Unexpectedly, when the stall owner heard this, he stopped doing it, "No more? What you said just now, you always say no and don’t do it? Is this bullying me as a training stall? No! I have to give it to me for this matter today. statement!"