Chapter 813: Who is more business (2)

"Isn't it a hundred yuan?"
Yang Zimei bargained.
"Three hundred yuan, one price is not enough."
The owner was annoyed that he didn't have the money to flee to Yang Zimei just now. This painting is basically a worthless thing he picked up from the garbage dump. The rough inside of the painting is just fake products, so he rolled it up intentionally. , Seduce customers' curiosity, do n’t give money or do n’t open it, you can flicker one by one.
"In case you buy something that is not worth it, it's a loss."
Yang Zimei sighed deliberately, pretending to be casual, and picked up the statue of Buddha. "This thing is not worth a few dollars. You can buy the painting for 300 yuan, but can you tie it up, I will take it back. My brother flickered, he lied to him as antique. "
This bronze Buddha statue is also worthless. It was collected by the stall owner.
"Well, take it, and meet you, a shrewd little girl, when I lost a lot today." The stall owner looked heartache, and he was actually happy.
Earning 300 yuan today is not a small gain.
Yang Zimei took three hundred yuan to him, took the painting and the bronze Buddha statue in his hand, and smiled slyly to the owner, "Yeah, you will definitely lose money today, waiting to spit blood."
"what do you mean?"
The stall owner asked while spitting water and rubbing to see if the money was real.
"It's boring, haha."
Yang Zimei laughed. "And, uncle, playing psychedelic drugs on antique streets is very unethical, and sooner or later someone will tell you to take off your pants."
After that, she didn't care what wonderful expression she had on her face after the owner was revealed the truth.
Put those two things in the storage space ring, and continue to search for other leaks.
It is indeed one of the best antique streets in the country. Yang Zimei was lucky enough to pick up a celadon porcelain bowl from the Shang Dynasty with a greenish-green glaze.
This kind of porcelain is called primitive porcelain in antiques. It uses kaolin as the tire. The firing temperature is up to 1100 ~ 1200 degrees. The surface layer is fired at a high temperature. Very weak, with a metallic sound.
Because of the original technology, it is called "primitive porcelain" or "primitive celadon".
The shape of the vessel includes respect, beans, pots, tinctures, bowls, etc.
Yang Zimei holding this celadon porcelain bowl was all happily broken. It is estimated that there is no need to worry about the recent money.
She continued to wander, and when she heard the crisp and sweet voice of a girl selling in front of her, she couldn't help looking-
Eyes fixed!
The girl was about twelve years old, with a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, black eyes, and a long black hair scattered loosely over her shoulders. She was wearing a slightly old white dress.
What attracted Yang Zi's eyebrows was not the lightness and grace of this girl, but the peach wood card hanging on her neck!
On the stall in front of her, there were some miscellaneous imitations.
Behind the stall was a small table with a sixth-grade math book and workbook.
The girl yelled, and when no one came, she crouched at the small table and picked up her pen to do her homework.
As soon as a customer passed, she immediately raised her head and called for a sell.
Seeing that others were not interested in the objects on her stall, those big bright eyes were dimmed, and they continued to lower their heads to do their homework.
Seeing her like this, Yang Zimei's heart was a little painful, as if she saw herself who had to run for a living at a young age.
However, she was even more curious as to why this little girl also had a mahogany card.