Seeing that everyone around him unanimously believed that the bronze tripod was real, Chu Heng smiled even more happily. His eyes were slightly squinted, and the corners of his mouth were grinning almost to the base of his ears, like an old fox that had seen a henhouse.
If someone who is familiar with Ya sees his behavior, they will definitely guess that he is definitely holding back his evil deeds here again!
"Hey!" Chu Heng glanced at the people surrounding Yan Muze with a sly look. He took out a cigarette and held it close to them. He then sent out a circle of smoke to each of them. He then took out a flashlight and shined it on the bronze tripod. He cupped his hands and made a pose. He looked like he was still learning, and confirmed again: "Young man is not very talented, so he is a little unsure about what he is doing. I would like to ask the elders to take a closer look at it. Is this cauldron real?"
"What's there to see?" A middle-aged man opened the front door greedily and pointed at the bronze cauldron with a determined expression: "There is indeed nothing wrong with this thing. If you don't know what to do with it, just give it to me." I'll give you double the amount you spend!"
"There must be nothing wrong with the thing. Don't worry, young man. It will definitely open the door!" An old man also agreed with a smile.
"Okay, thank you for your help." Chu Heng felt relieved, and happily raised his hands to them again, and then said to Yan Muze, "Let's go, Master Yan."
"well!"
Yan Muze and the younger brother who was responsible for monitoring him quickly stepped forward and left with him.
After walking a few steps, the old man carrying the bronze tripod creakingly took out an auspicious stone inkstone from his arms as if offering a treasure, and handed it to Chu Heng with a smile on his face: "Master Chu, take a look at this, auspicious stone inkstone." , the items from Lord Qianlong’s collection probably came from the palace, and I collected them from Sanmao!”
Chu Heng, who was thinking about something, looked back when he heard the sound. He didn't even see clearly what it was, so he nodded perfunctorily: "Oh, okay, not bad. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yan."
Immediately, he continued to walk back absentmindedly.
The smile on Yan Muze's face froze for an instant, and he took the inkstone back angrily. He felt a sense of loss, like a child who had just gotten full marks in the exam but didn't get to perform.
He glanced at the bronze tripod in his hand and sighed helplessly.
Too.
With this thing in front of him, who can look at his broken inkstone!
The boy at the back looked confused, not understanding what was so good about those rags, which made the two people in front feel happy and sad for a while.
The three people with their own thoughts quickly returned to the stall.
At this time, the grain had been sold out, and not even a drop of oil was left in the jar. Mazi and his gang came over again at some point, and were getting together with Wan Xiaotian and others, talking quietly.
Seeing Chu Heng coming back, a group of people quickly came forward to greet him.
"Master Chu!"
"you are back."
"You smoke!"
"I've finished shopping, shall we go?"
"There's no rush." Chu Heng smiled and took the cigarette that Mazi handed him. After he lit it, he turned to a younger brother and ordered: "Brother, please go and call the two brothers at the end of the market. When you come back, remember to bring the old man with you."
"well!"
The younger brother nodded and took the order and left.
Chu Heng smoked his cigarette thoughtfully, and after a while he came back to his senses. He waved to Wan Xiaotian with a smile, called him over and asked, "How are you doing? Are you still used to it?"
"There's nothing I'm not used to. It's just selling goods for money. It's simple." Wan Xiaotian smiled relaxedly, and immediately took out a thick wad of money from his pocket and handed it over: "This is the money we sold today. .”
Chu Heng pushed it back directly: "You can keep it and keep your share as agreed before. The rest will be exchanged for gold bars and antiques when you become familiar with the market."
"Oh, I'll keep it then. I'll keep an account later." Wan Xiaotian happily took the money back. Although most of it didn't belong to him, it felt good to hold it in his hand.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Mazi couldn't help but marvel in her heart. The eldest brother is the eldest brother. We are still working here for only eight cents, but others are already playing gold!
That thing is not something that ordinary people can afford. Not to mention that it can easily cost hundreds or even thousands of dollars. This way of getting rid of it is not a mountain that they can't climb.
He smacked his lips in envy, his expression suddenly changed, and then he hurriedly came over, bowed his waist and asked: "Master Chu, do you still want to collect gold bars?"
"What, do you have the goods?" Chu Heng looked sideways.
"Hey, how can I have this?" Mazi rubbed his hands in a flattering manner and said truthfully: "I just want to ask you what price you charge and see if I can make some hard-earned money."
"You're a smart kid." Chu Heng couldn't help but look at Mazi with a different eye. He felt that this guy did have some business acumen, so he glanced at the guy and said with a smile: "We plan to give 30% of the public price, which is seventy Second, if you can get it, just send it as much as you want."
Thirty percent!
Mazi was immediately happy. He had been in the pigeon market for a long time and knew the prices of various things very well. If it was 30%, he would really make a profit. Although it was not much, grasshopper legs were also meat, right?
Immediately, he went to Wan Xiaotian and asked carefully how to trade, even the antiques. Although they didn't understand, it didn't stop them from making a deal.
After a while, the young men came back pressing the old man.
As soon as he got closer, the old man noticed that Wan Xiaotian was talking about something pockmarked with joy, and his calves suddenly became soft.
Mazi and his gang are notorious in Pigeon City, and there are even rumors that they have taken a lot of lives in their hands. Now that they have fallen into their hands, how can they still be alive!
The old man's heart was filled with despair for a moment, and he felt his head spinning. At the same time, he was secretly regretting that he shouldn't have taken any chances and set up a stall in the same place many times!
This is a taboo!
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine for him in this world. It's too late to say anything now.
Chu Heng looked at the droopy old man, waved his hands to let the younger brothers let go of him, and then walked forward with a kind face. Just as he was about to ask a question, the old man felt that half of his feet were already in the door of hell. She knelt in front of him and begged with tears and snot in her eyes: "Master, please spare my life. I have a hundred-year-old mother above me and a grandson who is waiting to be fed. Please show mercy. Forgive me, I’ll give you as much money as you want!”
His movement was indeed quite loud, and the attention of many stall owners and customers nearby were attracted. But when they saw Mazi and his group here, they all turned around and pretended not to notice.
Chu Heng was speechless at once, and hurriedly called for life to help the old man up, and said in a gentle voice: "Man, don't be afraid, no one here wants to kill you, I asked them to bring you here, just to get rid of you. Buy some bronze.”
"Ah?" The old man raised his head and looked at him in confusion: "You still want to buy it?"
Aren't you sick?
You know it’s fake but you still buy it? !
Got your brain kicked by a donkey?
