Chapter 219

"The truth is that the small porcelain bowl in front of you will last five thousand yuan."

Ye Fan took a deep breath and said plainly.

"Ah?"

The fat man exclaimed with an unbelievable look in his eyes. He looked at the porcelain bowl in Ye Fan's hand and said with regret: "Alas, I thought I had picked up a big bargain. It was a big bargain to pick me up from afar."

With that, the fat man wiped the sweat on his forehead for the rest of his life. Fortunately, it was time for ye fan to come.

Otherwise, with his own character, he may really spend 200000 to buy this 5000 yuan thing.

Isn't this blood loss.

At the same time, he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Fan with a trace of appreciation. At a glance, he saw that it was a fake. It is no exaggeration to say that ye fan has surpassed many masters in the same field.

"Let's go. Don't hang from a tree. Let's go and see other things."

Ye Fan patted the fat man on the shoulder and walked towards other stalls.

The fat man followed closely and learned from the previous lessons. This time he became more cautious. He took a fancy to the treasures, looked at them all, and asked Ye Fan, so he considered whether to buy them.

Unfortunately, they turned around all the way. What they liked was either high imitation, or the defects were too serious. Within half an hour, neither of them bought anything.

At this time, the fat man seemed to take a fancy to another thing. With light in his eyes, he went to a stall, picked up a white Buddha statue and asked, "stall owner, how much is this Buddha statue?"

"Well, 300000."

Listening to the voice, Ye Fan can probably calculate that the age of the stall owner is about 20. He is sitting on the ground with a book in his hand. The business on the stall is very cold.

Except for the fat man holding a Buddha statue to ask, when other pedestrians passed the booth, they just glanced sideways and left quickly.

As for the reason, there are too few things on the stall, about a dozen, all of which are tea cups and teapots.

In other stalls, there are at least more than 50 items, all of which are exquisite, expensive and bright. Therefore, this stall should have fewer people.

"300000, boss, I said, are you a little too black hearted? Just such a Buddha, 300000?" The fat man held the Buddha in one hand and said with one hand supporting his waist.

"Three hundred thousand, do not bargain, love to buy or not." The stall owner's eyes were still staring at the book in his hand, and his tone was very cold. He didn't worry that the things on his stall couldn't be sold at all.

"You, fat man, I won't buy it yet." The fat man's face was livid with anger. He snorted heavily, put down the Buddha statue and was ready to leave here.

Ye Fan suddenly picked up the Buddha statue, looked around the Buddha statue and said faintly, "it is made of Northwest Xuanyu. The reason why it looks very old from the appearance is that someone sprayed a layer of paint on the Buddha statue and then made some means, so the Buddha statue didn't show his original appearance."

"Eh, knowledgeable?" When the young man heard Ye Fan's voice, a trace of curiosity appeared in his eyes. He slowly put down his book and looked up at Ye Fan.

"Well, 300000 yuan. Northwest Xuanyu is really worth the price, but I want to pack everything in your stall with a million yuan." Ye Fan put down the Buddha statue, glanced at everything on the stall, smiled and said.

"One million, less, two million can be all wrapped up for you. I happen to be in a hurry to go home."

The stall owner shook his head, stretched out two fingers and said.

"Two million?" Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the fat man. His eyes were deep and calm: "two million, wrap it up."

"Crazy?" The fat man looked at Ye Fan and stared at the boss. He said in an incredible way, "you don't look at all these things on the stall, let alone two million. Even 200000, I won't want it."

At this time, the fat man once thought that there was something wrong with Ye Fan's vision. Otherwise, why would he buy this kind of thing.

Not to mention the appearance of the Buddha statue, the old tea cup and teapot are very poor. They are even covered with a layer of dust. I don't know. I thought it was an ordinary tea cup that hasn't been washed for many years.

"If you don't buy, you won't lose. If you buy, you will definitely earn."

Ye Fan looked indifferent, but said a few words lightly.

Seeing ye fan's serious appearance, the fat man simply had a horizontal heart, bit his teeth and paid two million.

Although he felt that these messy things would only make him lose money, Ye Fan's previous behaviors were full of confidence, and so was this time.

So he decided to trust ye fan.

After checking out, the stall owner directly patted his ass and left without even taking away the cloth on the ground.

"Oh, two million, good baby, you must earn!" The fat man walked to the stall with a pair of flesh pain and picked up everything with trembling arms.

"Don't panic, trust me, it will definitely bring you a lot of harvest."

Ye Fan said faintly. His eyes just glanced at those tea cups and showed an interesting light.

This tea set is very valuable.

After purchasing this set of equipment, the fat man had little left in his wallet. When he came, he only prepared three million yuan and planned to buy one and sell it back.

As a result, this mess cost him two million.

Because of the limited budget, I planned to pick the last antique and put it away.

Just then, many guards with pistols suddenly came in at the gate. With a trace of dignity on their faces, they divided into two teams and scattered around.

"Eh, is this a patrol? Is it necessary to send so many people to patrol in broad daylight?"

The fat man looked at the guards and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know. Go and have a look."

Ye Fan's face was a little heavy. His intuition told him that something must have happened in this street.

Otherwise, they would not have sent so many people in. What's more, he clearly saw that the pistols of these people had opened the insurance, which means that they may shoot at any time.

"No, they're just patrolling. Is it necessary for us to have a look?"

The fat man shook his head. He didn't seem to know the seriousness of the matter and was ready to turn.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan suddenly grabbed his arm and followed one of the units without waiting for him to make a sound.

The team they followed first drilled into an alley, and then turned around in winter. The leader still held a walkie talkie in his hand and spoke to the walkie talkie from time to time.

But ye fan is far away from them and can't hear the specific content.

The team had all kinds of twists and turns and finally stopped in front of a small wooden house.

This is an extremely ordinary cabin, and the team, with a serious face, surrounded the cabin in a circle.