Chapter 85: Feel good

"I..." Wang Fatzi is not good at his own shots, he said slyly, "still forget it, and make money!"
"It feels really good, it's a pity." Qin Haodong screamed at the collar of the old man and shouted to the crowd. "Everyone has a bad mood, you can come out and get out, free punch!"
"Decease the liar, kill him!"
The crowd immediately rushed up to four or five young people, punching and kicking against the fake old road.
The fake old road was really hard to bear, and he hurriedly asked Wang Fatzi and Niu Er for help. "Two brothers, big brother-in-law, help, I am going to be killed."
Wang Fatzi and Niu Er were shocked. I didn’t expect the fake old road to be recruited so easily. He hurriedly shouted:
No nonsense, we don’t know you.

"Wang Ba Gu, you can't help but die." The old road was beaten and crawled, and turned to the old man next to him. "Hey, they don't care if I have to control it. If you kill me, you will be gone."

At this time, people figured it out. It turned out that these four people are all a group of people.
"Hit him, these liar..."
"Kill them, the liar can't die..."
Everyone in the antiques industry knows that there is a rule that it is impossible to retreat. If you buy fakes, you can only blame yourself for not doing enough. This is known to everyone.
But it’s your own business. If you set up a bureau to deceive people and swindle money, then you will hate people. So Wang Fatzi’s people are holding up the bureau and immediately caused public outrage.
Some of the onlookers have suffered from losses on the scammers. They really hate scammers, while others are purely haha.
No matter what the reason is, they don't hinder them from rushing to Wang Fatzi and the cow two or four people. They are punching and kicking, playing well and not happy.
Qin Haodong happily looked at the chaotic scene, ridiculous, these people still want to set up a bureau to deceive themselves, it is entirely asking for bitterness.
In the chaos he left the store of Wang Fatzi and continued to move along the antique street.
He left, but the people on this side did not stop. In the blink of an eye, these two people were beaten and bruised. Fortunately, the security guards in the antique street came in time, and these people were persuaded to leave, otherwise the antique shop of Wang Fatzi would be destroyed.
After these people left, Wang Fatzi rushed to close the store door, which was a relief.
Looking back, he angered the old man and the old man: "Are you your head is kicked, you are dragging, how do you become awkward?"
Niu Er, with a pair of panda eyes, also cried indignantly: "That is, when the fat sheep shouted 100,000, you should quit, and we will succeed. Who knows that you two clubs are actually going up?"
The old man said with a bitter face: "I don't know what happened. At that time, my head may be cramped. I feel that this Taomu sword is the treasure of the teaching of Tianshi, and I must buy it."
The old man also said: "I was also at the time, I think this is a big baby, no matter how much money you have to buy, it may be that we deceive too much, and the acting is too invested."
"Invest in you, Mom, both of you and your father and son are great, and the money you got is not earned. It hurts that Laozi is beaten like a grandson."
Wang Fatzi said that the more angry he was, the more he raised his feet and the old man and the old man who had just climbed up.
Niu Er took the angry Wang Fatzi and advised: "Forget it, everyone has been working together for so many years, and they are all relatives in the past."
"No, this angry man can't swallow, you must find a way to teach the little white face."
Wang Fatzi said with a gasp.
The old man climbed up from the ground again and said, "Yes, we have been doing this for so many years and have not eaten such a big loss. Today, the kid must be given some blood."
The old man said to Niu Er: "Second brother, you have the most ideas. I want to find a way to pack up and pick up the kid."
Niu Erka stuck the card with a small eye and said: "It is easy to pack this kid. Since we don't put it in the game, then give him a touch of porcelain."
Wang Fatzi has calmed down at this time and thought about it: "It’s a good idea to touch porcelain. But some of us can’t come out like this now. Call the youngest one. This street is not much to know him. Let He is the best shot."
His thoughts were approved by everyone, and Niu Er called a phone call. Soon, a 30-year-old flat-headed man came to the store. He was the third child that Wang Fatzi just mentioned, and he was also a member of their fraud group. .
Wang Fatzi simply said something to the third day, and then said: "You have to teach the kid, you must let him out some blood, or our brothers can't swallow this breath."
"Do not worry, big brother, I am the best at touching porcelain." The third child said that he would touch a porcelain vase and turn around.
Niu Er grabbed him and said, "Three children, the little monkey is very fine, the goal of the vase is too big, it may not be easy to get it, you can change something."
The third asked: "Two brothers, what do you say is appropriate?"
Niu Er said to Wang Fatzi, "You look for a small size for the three children. It seems that the grade is actually not worth the money."
Wang Fatzi thought about it and said: "With, the last time you took the broken mirror, no one wants it for half a year, just take it."
After he finished taking out an ancient mirror from under the counter, the mirror has a palm-sized size, and there is a handle of about ten centimeters long behind it. It looks like a very old bronze, but the material is not like copper.
Niu Er said: "Fat, how to bring this mirror out, this may be a good thing."
"Short, you spent 50 yuan to collect it. I can't sell it for half a year, and I still can't sell anything."
Wang Fatzi obviously has a lot of grievances on this mirror.
The old man said: "The second child, you are eye-catching this time. We have seen a lot of experts in this matter. We can’t see what it is. It’s a good idea to use it to touch porcelain."
"That is, stay here and I look at it and it will be troublesome."
Wang Fatzi said that he placed the mirror on the ground, and the squatting foot slammed up, and the mirror immediately slammed down a large piece.
He took it up and sent it to the third child: "Hold, use this stuff, you must kill the kid."
"Do not worry, big brother, I am sure that the kid will bleed."
The third child said to take the mirror into his arms and turned away from the antique shop.
Qin Haodong still walked along the antique street, and saw several stores in succession, and did not find a decent instrument.
At this time, two men came across the front, and in the early 50s, the beard was obviously not scraped for a few days, and it looked extremely vicissitudes and full of grace.
Followed by a young man in his twenties, holding a censer about 20 cm in his arms.
Two people came to the antique shop in front of Qin Haodong. After entering the door, the middle-aged man asked: "Boss, the incense burner can't receive it?"
"Of course."
The owner of this shop is a 60-year-old thin old man, with a slap in the goat, his eyes are not bright and his eyes are flickering.

How much is it?
asked the middle-aged man.
The old man smiled. "Big brother, you said this is a layman. Hey, this is an antique shop, but it is not a cabbage. How much depends on your things? If it is really a good thing, I can also use millions. If you are a broken goods, I don’t want a few dollars."
The middle-aged man turned back and said to the young man: "Son, let the boss look at the incense burner."
The young man promised to send the incense burner in his arms to the store owner.
This is an iron three-legged incense burner with a diameter of about 20 cm. The surface of the incense burner is nothing special, the process is rough and raw, it seems to be buried in the ground for a long time, it is not too clean, and it also carries some fresh soil, not only There is no luster and it is rusty, and the sale is very bad.
The boss turned around the incense burner and shook his head. "Where is the antique, you are not worth the money, you can sell a few pounds of pig iron."
Qin Haodong has seen it bright, this incense burner is really bad, but the aura that is revealed inside is definitely a good thing.
The middle-aged man shouted in disbelief: "How could this be, this is a good thing left by my grandfather. I heard that my grandfather was hiding from the devil's underground. My grandfather squatted again and again before the end of his life. This incense burner should be used as a heirloom. Passing on, if it’s not the child, her mother is sick and hospitalized, I can’t bear to dig it out and sell it.

The shop owner laughed and smiled enough. "Are you coming to tell me the story? Don't say that this is what your grandfather left, that is what your ancestors left, but it is just an iron-plated thing. What is the value?"
The young man asked: "Boss, how much can you say? My mother does cure the disease in the hospital and needs money urgently."
The store owner extended a finger and said: "One hundred, I don't want more."
"What, one hundred? This is the treasure of our family. If you lose 100,000, I will never sell it."
The middle-aged man immediately widened his eyes and looked quite unwilling.
However, after he finished speaking, even the onlookers laughed. Just such an iron incense burner, two or three hundred pieces are already expensive, and who can buy 100,000 pieces to buy him?
The shop owner is also a smirk. After laughing, he said, "Whether your family is dead or sick, this thing is worthless. I have given you a hundred pieces. I have been very kind. If you sell it, you will leave it. If you don't sell it, you will move." go."
The middle-aged man’s face flashed a desperate look and excitedly shouted:
No, I have to sell 100,000 things for this thing, otherwise it’s not enough to treat the child to his mother.

"You guy is really sick!" the store owner said with a sneer. "It’s that your family is dead. This gadget is definitely not worth 100,000 yuan. If anyone wants to pay for it, he will call him screaming. !"
When he said this, some people in the crowd were not happy. "If the boss doesn't buy you, he says he can't buy it. People are also anxious to use money to cure the disease. Why do you talk so badly!"
"Yeah, you have no sympathy for this person..."
In the face of many accusations, the store owner not only did not have any embarrassment, but the face of the anger, the beard beat and said: "I am a businessman, not a philanthropist, you have a good heart, you buy, I count, as long as someone out of 100,000 The money bought this rotten thing, I immediately told him to yell!"
In his opinion, this iron incense burner is not even an antique, it can only be sold according to scrap iron, and the fool will not buy 100,000 pieces.
I didn't expect his voice to just fall, I heard someone shouting: "100,000, I want it!"