Chapter 128

This ancient sword was actually collected by the vendor from the countryside. It only cost more than ten yuan at that time.

Now I've sold a million at a high price, which is tens of thousands of times the profit.

These days, the money of the rich is very profitable. I believe it when I make up a story casually!

In the crowd's sigh, Xiao Tian wrapped the bronze rusty sword.

At this time, Bai Yulan pointed to a small blue bowl at the vendor's feet and asked softly, "boss, how do you sell this?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, shopkeeper Liu and several other antique shop owners behind her all raised their spirits.

They didn't come here to go shopping.

But I heard from other people that there was a porcelain from the Northern Wei Dynasty on a small antique stall on the pedestrian street, so I came here to have a look.

White Magnolia looked around the vendor's stall. There were few porcelain pieces. The only relatively complete one was the blue bowl at the vendor's feet.

"Beauty has good eyesight. My friend asked me to sell this porcelain bowl. It's a good thing. If you like it, take 200000!" The peddler saw that she was a beautiful woman and couldn't help looking more.

Magnolia did not speak, but thought.

But shopkeeper Liu behind her spoke.

"Do you know who the lady standing in front of you is? 200000, dare you shout!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several antique shop owners nearby also echoed.

"Yes, I've been looking at your glass bowl for a long time. There are many impurities in it. It's an imitation!"

"It's worth hundreds of yuan and 200000. Are you crazy about money?"

Hearing their words, the peddler glanced carelessly: "anyway, what my friend told me is the price. Do you like to buy it or not."

Having made a million, he didn't care at all.

As soon as this remark came out, several antique shop owners shook their heads secretly.

Magnolia lost interest at the price.

No matter how you look at it, this bowl can't be from the Northern Wei Dynasty. At first glance, it's a failed imitation. Among the many high imitation antiques that confuse the fake with the real, it's a brother.

Two hundred thousand... Only fools buy it!

"Boss, let me see."

At this time, Xiao Tian spoke.

The peddler who had just earned a million yuan from Xiao Tian saw that the God of wealth opened his mouth and excitedly handed over the blue bowl.

At that moment, everyone's eyes focused on Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian took the small blue bowl in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he stretched out his hand and played it. The sound was a little dull. This is not the sound of glass or porcelain.

He thought for a while, as if he thought of something. Then he stretched his eyebrows, handed the small bowl in his hand to Magnolia, and whispered, "it's not a loss to buy this small bowl for 200000!"

Seeing the two people talking so close, Chen Mengyao was inexplicably unhappy. He hurried over and said, "uncle, don't talk nonsense. Miss Bai is an expert. Your nonsense will interfere with her."

Who knows, White Magnolia smiled gently and said, "Miss Chen's words are obvious. Mr. Xiao said it's worth it, then it's really worth it."

Chen Mengyao was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xiao Tian smiled and said, "this small bowl is neither porcelain nor glass, but glass products!"

what?

Is this small bowl made of glass?

The crowd stared at him and expected Xiao Tian to continue.

"According to historical records, Roman envoys came to the Northern Wei Dynasty five times and brought one side of the glassware. The impurities in these small glass bowls just proved that the glassware firing technology at that time was not particularly perfect."

Hoo!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help shouting.

So this small bowl is not only a treasure, but also of great archaeological value?

If so, this glass bowl is definitely a treasure!

Several antique shop owners secretly regretted that if they had known this, they should have started earlier.

They couldn't help sighing.

"Boss, I want this small bowl of 200000."

Magnolia acted decisively without any delay and directly transferred the money with her mobile phone.

"Ding, dear member of the firm, your account is credited with 200000 yuan..."

The people were envious.

The Bai family is worthy of being the shoulder of the antique industry in Yuncheng. They are so rich that 200000 eyes don't blink.

The most ignorant is the vendor. He stares at the small blue bowl in the hand of Magnolia, secretly frightened.

Is it really an antique handed down from Rome in the Northern Wei Dynasty?

If it's really like what the boy said, let alone sell the small bowl for 200000, it's 2 million, all at a loss.

Thinking that he might miss millions, the vendor was in a hurry.

He grabbed the small bowl from Magnolia: "wrong, wrong, you heard wrong, this small bowl is not 200000, how can I sell 200000!"

White Magnolia frowned and said displeased, "just now everyone heard you say 200000, and I have paid the money. How can I sit on the ground and start the price?"

The peddler smiled and said, "you're wrong, beauty. I'm not starting from the ground, but you understand me wrong. I said 200000, which is the deposit. The total price of this small bowl is 2 million. If you give me 1.8 million, I'll give you this bowl."

what?

Two million?

Do you understand the rules? Every industry has its own rules.

It's like gambling stone. You spend hundreds to buy a piece of stone and cut out Imperial Green worth millions. It's someone else's good luck.

The antique industry calls this "leak picking". If this industry is the same as this vendor, it will be really messy.

"Do you understand the rules? You don't do business like this!" Magnolia said displeased.

Even Chen Mengyao and Zhao Manman can't see it anymore.

"Yes, you're not sitting here. What's the starting price? It's too discredited. Who dares to buy things from you in the future?"

The people around couldn't see it anymore and echoed it one after another.

"It's too bullying. Go back and be a profiteer!"

"Just now everyone clearly heard you say 200000. Now people recognize this baby. You are excited about your wealth and raise the price to 2 million in an instant. It's too much!"

In the face of the public's accusations, the peddler didn't take it to heart at all. Looking at Bai Yulan, he sneered and said, "I've put my words here today. Two million yuan. You can give you money. If you can't give money, you can't go away!"

He was determined by the weight. It was 1.8 million, not 180 yuan. How can he say no?

White Magnolia bit her lips and thought she was a big miss of the white family. Today, she was made difficult by a vendor.

Shopkeeper Liu behind her was also surprised and angry: "Miss, do you want me to call..."

"Forget it."

Magnolia waved her hand and said, "in that case, I don't want this thing. You return 200000 to me."

No matter how good things are, she won't suffer from this cowardice.

"Yes, return the money quickly!"

"Push the money to others!"

Many people around followed.

"Want a refund?"

The peddler sneered with disdain: "for small business, once paid, it will not be refunded. Either hand in the remaining 1.8 million, or you can leave quickly."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around was angry.

Zhao Manman is even more handsome and frosty. As a law student, she actually saw someone forced to buy and sell. She simply has no king's law.

White magnolia is more angry and delicate body trembles.

Xiao Tian couldn't see it anymore. He grabbed the vendor's collar and said in a cold voice, "do you want to refund the money?"

"How dare you fucking fight me?"

The peddler raised his head and was not afraid: "come on, move me, I'll let you come in vertically and go out horizontally!"

That arrogance is obviously something to rely on.

It's said that this kind of stall vendor is familiar with some people in the lower circle. He'd better keep quiet.

The people who were still vocal in support of Magnolia just now don't speak anymore.

Shopkeeper Liu was not afraid of this and said angrily, "do you know who is standing in front of you? This is Miss Bai. Do you want to stay in Cloud City?"

"Bai Jia?"

The vendor sneered: "why, do you want to bully the small with the big? Use your family background to oppress me? I tell you, I'm not afraid. If you want to buy my things, you must follow my rules!"

"Pa!"

Xiao Tian couldn't listen any more. He opened his mouth and shut his mouth. He was full of shit!

He slapped him in the face.

This slap stunned the vendor, and there was a silence around him. Everyone looked at Xiao Tian. Unexpectedly, he did it!

The peddler covered his hot face and was furious in a moment: "you bully me with more people, don't you? You all wait for me, and none of you can escape!"

With that, the vendor took out his mobile phone and dialed a number!