Still leaning on the edge of the street with his toes, he bent down to pick up the towel on the stall and wiped the medal hard in front of the stall owner. He turned around and handed over the medal wrapped in a towel.
This wave of saucy moves stunned the chasing melon-eaters so much that they were stunned and speechless.
The stall owner was stunned for several seconds when he first saw the medal. He quickly took out his flashlight and took a photo of the medal, touched it, pinched it again.
He raised his head and looked at me for a few seconds: "Where did it come from?"
"Picked it up!"
The stall owner was a little in disbelief. He looked at me in surprise and asked, "Is there still something like this in the collection?"
I don't want to talk nonsense with the stall owner: "Should I charge it? How much?" ap.
"Take it, of course you have to take it, you have to take it. Hehe, buddy, you have found the right person. I happen to understand this. If it were anyone else, I might not be able to take it. In these days, there are not many people who know the business. It’s all half a bottle of water.”
Maybe it wasn't open in the middle of the night, or maybe there was no one to talk to me. The stall owner who was shivering from the cold turned on chatterbox mode and started chatting with me.
My heart beat harder as I watched the time pass by on the electronic watch on the stall owner's wrist.
He said solemnly with a straight face: "How much? Hurry up!"
The stall owner handed me the cigarettes with hissing noises and continued to argue with me.
I clearly knew that the stall owner was deliberately irritating me so that he could kill me and take advantage of me during the subsequent bargaining. But I can't get angry.
What I lack most now is not time, but capital!
"Don't talk nonsense. I want a quote. If you don't charge, I'll give it back."
"Take it! I must accept it. Don't worry, buddy, I will take a closer look. It's not too late to negotiate the price after taking a closer look. I said..."
The endless verbosity of the stall owner made me extremely angry, and the increasing number of soy sauce people around me made me confused and upset, but I could only endure it and suppress it.
After patiently waiting for the stall owner to finish talking, the stall owner gave me an unexpected price.
"Fifty?"
"Yes. Fifty."
My lungs almost exploded with anger. My head hurt so much that I gritted my teeth and said, "Thank you. Give me the medal. I'll find another person who is destined to me."
"Don't bother, buddy. Let's have a good chat. As long as you are willing to sell, we can talk about anything. Let's talk about peace, a future, and then unification."
"What's your psychological price point?"
I had a strong desire to slap the stall owner for his big mouth, so I said coldly with a sullen face: "If you are sincere, I will give you 900. Don't let me know."
When my quotation came out, the surrounding soy sauce party people were shocked.
Dabaicai's eyes were bulging, and his whole body looked bad.
A commemorative medal bought for ten yuan is sold for nine hundred yuan?
Is there such a mysterious legend of picking up leaks in the world?
The stall owner shook his head and gave three consecutive blows: "It's too high, it's really high, it's too high. I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't make any money."
With that said, the stall owner pretended to return the medal to me.
Normally I wouldn't have paid much attention to such a subtle trick, but now I want something short and quick.
I immediately reached out to pick up the medal and said numbly, "I'll take it to Baiyun Temple at dawn and sell it for 900."
I am smart and the stall owner is not stupid either.
Besides, the other party is still a veteran in the world.
"Haha, I bought it sincerely. It was fate that I met you."
The stall owner chatted with me in a gentle voice, holding on to the medal tightly and not letting go.
This is a typical Jianghu routine to prevent treasure smuggling.
In Daliu Shu, there was once a true story of a hidden treasure.
In the early 1990s, a man from the Central Plains brought a big treasure to Daliu Shu for shipment.
After a shop owner in Daliu Shu saw it, he first asked the price and then negotiated the price.
The price was negotiated to 50,000, and the boss told the Zhongyuan people to wait where they were while the boss went back to get the money.
By the time the boss returned with the cash, the Central Plains man had already run away.
In the industry, it’s called shocking!
At that time, the boss was so regretful that his heart and liver were broken to pieces, and he slapped himself several times.
But the boss was also a ruthless person. Mobile phones were not yet popular at that time. The boss followed his eldest brother all the way to Dalian and chased Lianlu to find someone. Finally, he was held captive by people from the Central Plains in Zhili Province, hundreds of kilometers away.
Having already alerted the enemy, the boss stopped talking nonsense and directly asked the Central Plains people to quote their own prices.
The final transaction price was set at 170,000.
With 170,000 yuan in the early 1990s, I could buy two small courtyard houses on Houhai Beach!
A few weeks later, the big treasure was sold for 600,000.
A year later, the big treasure appeared in the treasure appraisal column, and experts valued it at eight figures.
In the new century, this big treasure appeared at the Hong Kong Island auction and was sold for 33 million.
Thirty-three million in the new millennium, what a terrifying astronomical figure.
This big treasure is known as the biggest leak in the big willow tree——
Xuande blue and white dragon pattern plate!
Now that this thing comes out, it may not be possible to triple it, but it will be more than enough to triple it.
This incident was widely rumored in Daliu Shu, and people in the entire Yandu circle talked about it with great interest and at the same time became suspicious.
That is, as long as the price of something is negotiated, you must hold it in your hands until the deal is completed.
Although the stall owner opposite is running a small business, he knows how to prevent the treasure from being stolen.
Time is like the cold wind at night, and the speed of passing makes me anxious like an ant on a hot pot.
I knew clearly that the stall owner was stalling for time and deliberately suppressing me. He also knew that what I said was a cliché. This kind of Tai Chi tug-of-war made me extremely anxious and annoying.
There is really not much time left for me.
"What's the most you can give?"
"Brother, I really accept it. Just tell me the real price."
Another trick of asking me to chop myself off made me lose all patience with the stall owner.
At this moment, I was extremely frustrated.
"Five hundred! One price."
"It's expensive. It's really expensive. This is really not worth five hundred, buddy. There is something wrong with this thing of yours. Look at the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Eyes."
The stall owner changed his routine and started to find faults with the medals again.
The soy sauce gangsters next to me couldn't help but sneered when they saw my deflated appearance, and became even more enthusiastic.
Some people followed the stall owner and started making noises, saying that my medal was worthless.
What's more, they directly called out that my medal was fake and discouraged the stall owner from accepting my items.
