That golden knife must be genuine, but the stall owner missed it and mistook it for an old Xibei product that was melted out of a mold. k";
If there is no price for an item in the market, how much will it be worth if you give it away to an antique store? Not to mention sending it to the auction house! Even if we don't send it to antique shops or auction houses, but just let the news out, will the big collectors and wealthy businessmen who come to buy it at a big price not be able to squeeze through the threshold
This is a windfall!
Mr. Ma's eyes changed, but at this time, the stall owner and other old people around him could not help but notice. He lowered his head first to calm down his rapid breathing, and then raised his head and smiled, "Brother, what are you saying?" You are really knowledgeable! Let alone this knife coin from the Western Han Dynasty, we have never seen it! Since the little brother said that it was cast from a mold, it must not be expensive, right?"
The stall owner was stunned and raised his head, "What's the matter? Do you always want to buy it?"
Mr. Ma chuckled and said a little embarrassed, "I just like this. In the early years, my family collected a book called the Encyclopedia of Ancient Coins, which was almost torn through. I still don't see that it is a gold coin. It shows that this is a good eye. If you don't have a real thing in front of you, you still can't practice it. It doesn't matter if it's a recast, just give me a price and I'll just buy it to practice my eyesight."
When the old people around him heard this, they all looked at Mr. Ma with many envious eyes.
Among those living in the surrounding communities, who doesn’t know that Mr. Ma’s family is considered to be well off? His daughter is a teaching assistant at Beijing University, and his son is in business. The family is not rich, but they are still prosperous. In other words, he bought it back to practice his eyesight even though he knew it was fake. If it were anyone here who bought something worth 180 yuan, his children would have complained about it.
"Your old man really wants to buy it? Hehe, that's interesting!" The stall owner was happy, as if he had never met anyone who wanted to buy it even though he knew it was fake. But the stall owner seemed to be a shrewd man. He looked at Mr. Ma first, and then smiled, "Old man, let's hold hands, then?"
The old people around him were stunned.
"Handle? This object is fake, and it still uses a handle?" Mr. Ma was very happy.
Holding hands to negotiate prices is a common practice in antiques. Buyers and sellers use their sleeves to cover up the price with hand gestures. This is mainly to prevent people around them from seeing the purchase price. This is done, firstly, to protect the buyer from being followed because the buyer is rich; secondly, to protect the seller from the interference of some people who think the object is not worth that much money. Buyer's remorse means the deal is ruined.
However, this business rule is mostly used for transactions of genuine products, and these are large transactions. And the stall owner of this gold-wrapped knife said it was fake, so it must be worthless, so why bother discussing the price
Seeing the stall owner's insistence, Mr. Ma agreed without thinking too much. He wished he could pick up this golden knife as soon as possible. The stall owner thought it was fake anyway, so how could he ask for a high price
It is summer now, and the old people who come for a walk are wearing long-sleeved sportswear, but the stall owner is wearing short-sleeves, but he is wearing a cloth. A piece of navy blue cloth was covered, and no one could see how the two were bargaining underneath, but in the clear sky, one could see that Mr. Ma's expression had changed!
Retracting his hand in shock, Mr. Ma looked at the stall owner in disbelief, "Brother, aren't you blackmailing me?"
The old people around looked at Mr. Ma and then at the stall owner, anxious in their hearts—what price was negotiated
"Old man, I don't like hearing what you are saying." The stall owner was unhappy. He drooped his eyelids and curled his lips, "You are also an old collector. Is there such a thing as blackmail in our antique industry? You always Still not clear? This is all a matter of mutual consent. I tell you clearly that this is a Xibei product. If you always want to buy a Xibei product, then let’s discuss the price! I will pay for what I want. If you think the price is acceptable, we will make a deal. If you think it is unacceptable, we will not do the deal. This is a matter of clear buying and selling, so why are you blackmailing you?"
Mr. Ma was speechless by these words, but when he thought of the price the stall owner asked, he couldn't help but raise his voice and said righteously: "Okay! Just think I used the wrong word. But, young man, you It's not kind to ask for this price! You let everyone judge, and you know clearly that this is a Xibei product, but you still want me to ask for 50,000 yuan? Isn't this a big deal?"
"What? Fifty thousand?" The old people around them shouted, and they were all a little confused. Without exception, they all suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.
"Fifty thousand? Isn't fifty yuan too expensive to recast an old object like this?" An old man curled his lips.
The authentic Guangxu Tongbao just now cost 5,500 yuan. The old people thought it was expensive and were reluctant to buy it. What's more, buying a fake knife coin requires 50,000 yuan
This is indeed the lion's opening.
"Young man, you saw that Mr. Ma wanted to buy it, so you took the opportunity to make a deal, right? Just now I saw that you, a young man, were quite honest. Why did you turn around and trick the old man? You are not kind." A person next to him said The old man immediately understood the reason why the stall demanded high prices and started to accuse.
"Old man, you don't mean what you said. In the antique business, there are fakes everywhere, and there are also old imitations that are worthy of collection. The key is to see whether the buyer likes it or not! Even if it is genuine, there will be no collectors who want to collect it. Home, then it is unpopular. Except for the historical research value that we don’t understand, if it cannot be sold overseas, it is worthless in our eyes! But if you meet a collector who wants to collect it, even if it is a fake, its value will double ! Antiques is such a business, you are all retired old men, Panjiayuan has been hanging out a lot, right? Don’t you know this little bit about the industry?"
The stall owner snorted and glanced at Mr. Ma, "This old man wants to buy it, why shouldn't I sell it at a high price? I am also a senior and junior person, so why can't I make money because I have money? He can accept it. Okay, I'll sell it. If you can't accept it, let's close the stall and go to Panjiayuan to set up a stall! You guys don't want to buy it, so what does the price have to do with you guys?"
"You, you, you! This, this, this..." The old men who were talking to Mr. Ma were so angry that they stamped their feet. Although the stall owner's words made sense from his point of view, it still made people angry.
Mr. Ma was extremely anxious on the side. He also knew that according to industry regulations, it was not allowed to shout about the price. But everyone thought that the golden sword was a fake. Anyone who heard the price of 50,000 yuan would think that the stall owner was blackmailing him. He just wanted to shout out and let the old people around him put some pressure on the stall owner. But I didn't expect that this stall owner was a generous owner. If he took the money, he would close the stall and leave!
To be honest, 50,000 yuan is not expensive to buy this treasure that currently has no price on the market. Compared to its value, this is an absolute steal! Even if Mr. Yu could spot the gold-staggered sword with his eyesight, the worst he could do was pay for it and split the profit between the two of them! It's just that compared with the price he wanted to pick up before, the psychological price difference is too big, so he can't accept it for a while.
Seeing that the stall owner was really closing the stall and about to leave, Mr. Ma immediately stopped him with a smile on his face, "Young man, look at your short temper. Didn't I just say that the price is too expensive? In the antique business, it has not opened for three years. Three years, I know that. But you can’t just hold on to a fake and eat me for three years, right? Let’s each take a step back. You give in a little more and give it to me equally. What do you think?”
As he spoke, Mr. Ma took the piece of navy blue cloth over, covered it up, and gave a price with the handle.
The stall owner suddenly frowned and shook his head, "Old man, you are pressing too hard. No, no!"
"Young man, you must know that this is a fake. You see, the genuine Guangxu Tongbao here cannot be sold for the price I gave you, right? This price is not enough for you to eat for three years. It is no problem for the whole family to eat for a year. k ";If you sell it to Panjiayuan, it's not certain when you can find a suitable buyer. Mr. Ma smiled and took back his hand. He was extremely anxious, but put on a profound and calm smile on his face, "You should think about it carefully. If you think the price is right, I will go home and give you the money immediately." "
Mr. Ma acted as if he had never seen this shop before in this village. The stall owner frowned and said nothing this time.
The old people around them looked a little anxious when they saw the change in the situation - what price was negotiated this time
But this time, Mr. Ma stopped yelling, and no one knew what price the two were talking about this time.
Among the onlookers, only one person showed a meaningful smile.
Xia Shao.
Xia Shao accompanied Mr. Xu to watch the fun. She said nothing from the beginning. It wasn't until she opened her eyes just now and saw the details under the navy blue cloth that she showed a meaningful smile.
Mr. Ma tapped the stall owner's hand three times with his middle finger - thirty thousand.
It was this price that made Xia Shao smile deeply.
Thirty thousand yuan to buy a fake
That gold knife is fake.
The stall owner was right, even if it was a fake made from a mold and made old, it would not be worth even 300 yuan, let alone 30,000 yuan.
Although Xia Shao didn't hold the sword coin in his hand and examine it carefully, with his eyes, he could see that it was not only an ancient artifact, but also a magical weapon. The sword coins minted during Wang Mang's period, in the late Western Han Dynasty, such a long time ago, if they are genuine, how much energy of heaven and earth should be on that golden sword
Unfortunately, there is not a trace of it.
This is fake.
When Xia Shao was laughing, Mr. Xu's eyes fell on her face. The old man raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes deepened.
This girl started out in the antique industry, could she have seen something
At this time, the stall owner was still thinking. He looked very entangled and difficult to make up his mind. Then, he raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Ma.
It was this look that made Xia Shao startled. He raised his eyebrows slightly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, then lowered his eyes and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
interesting!
It's really interesting.
Xia Shao raised her eyes and glanced at the stall owner. If she were the stall owner and knew that the items were fake, let alone 50,000 yuan, even 30,000 yuan would be in vain. Where does the reasoning come from? Good things like this don't happen every day. If a windfall comes from heaven, anyone will readily accept it.
That's why Xia Shao found this stall owner interesting. Moreover, the look he just raised his eyes made him even more interesting.
It seemed that he was looking at Mr. Ma, but from Xia Shao's point of view, he felt that his eyes were a bit vain, and they landed on Mr. Yu who was next to Mr. Ma.
This person is Lao, the key figure in today's matter. If he hadn't determined that the golden sword was genuine, Mr. Ma would never have thought of buying it.
And this person's identity is that of an expert from the Palace Museum. The old people around him recognized him. It was obvious that his identity was not fake. He was indeed an old expert in the antique industry. But it was this experienced and discerning expert who mistakenly saw an ancient coin today
Was it really a mistake
Or... is this just a game
Xia Shao quietly moved to the side and looked at the stall owner first. She saw that the man had a pointed and thin face, and the bridge of his nose was slightly crooked. The ancients said: "A body of seven feet is not as good as a face of one foot, and a face of one foot is not as good as a nose of three inches." The nose is the star of wealth. People with crooked noses mostly have evil intentions and are opportunistic. And this young stall owner has exactly this appearance.
Xia Shao remained calm and looked aside, landing on Yu Lao's face, and immediately raised her eyebrows. I didn't take a closer look before, but when I looked at it now, I discovered that Mr. Yu had a big financial problem recently! Yu Lao's nostrils are large and exposed, which is a sign of partial wealth in physiognomy, but this kind of partial wealth is not easy to gather, and it costs a lot to get in more and get out more. Whenever he gathers money, there is always someone to help him spend it, such as his friends or family. Moreover, he had an inverse eyebrow on his left eyebrow and a small red sore on his forehead, but not elsewhere on his face. These were signs of poor investment luck and failure.
Xia Shao looked at Mr. Ma again and saw that the old man's chin was round and broad. The chin is called the Dige in physiognomy, and it determines luck in old age. Mr. Ma has good luck in his later years and his family is well off. It's just that his eyelashes looked a little messy in the morning sun, with some inverted growth. This is called unclear recognition in physiognomy, and is a sign of seeing the wrong person and being deceived out of money.
After looking at the faces of the three people, Xia Shao looked at the faces of all the old people present one by one. Although some people saw that there was something going on at home, they had nothing to do with what happened today.
Sure enough, the only ones related were Yu Lao, Ma Lao and the stall owner.
Xia Shao lowered his eyes, with a strange light in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised - today's matter was indeed a set-up!
Moreover, this play is very realistic!
Xia Shao had heard Chen Manguan talk about various situations in the antique industry, and she didn't expect to be lucky enough to see them live today! If this performance is to award a Best Actor Award, it is worthy of it.
This stall owner came to the square to set up his stall, and the old people were a little worried about the authenticity of the items. He took the initiative to admit that most of the items were fakes, and gained the trust and favor of the old people first.
Mr. Yu is an expert in antique appraisal and a cultural celebrity. With such a person by his side, Mr. Ma will definitely show off. And it is precisely because there is such a famous expert around that the old people subconsciously trust him and completely believe in him as to the authenticity of the object.
Next, the stall owner pointed out several genuine Guangxu Tongbao coins, ranging from a hundred yuan to thousands of yuan. This successfully aroused the curiosity of the elderly, and they all squatted down to take a closer look at the small copper plate worth thousands. At this time, the golden knife was bound to be seen. Because the knife coin looks like a key, which is very different from the Guangxu Tongbao with a round square hole. Among so many copper coins, there is only one "freak". Unless someone has bad eyesight, how could he not notice it
The stall owner was still honest at this time, indicating that it was a fake cast in a mold, but he did not forget to mention the value of the gold knife.
After that, Yu Lao appeared again. Today, Mr. Ma came with him. There was an expert beside him. Mr. Ma was naturally concerned about his every move, so he noticed the change in his eyes.
Everything that follows is a matter of course. Mr. Ma wanted to find out. Although he knew that Mr. Yu could see this, he still wanted to pay for it himself, even if the two of them discussed how to divide the money afterwards. It's just that the stall owner changed from an honest person to a shrewd person at this time. He grasped Ma Lao's desire to collect and took the opportunity to give him a hard blow.
Mr. Ma thought that the stall owner didn't know about it, and thought that he and Mr. Yu had quietly made a deal and could get a sky-high price knife coin for 30,000 yuan. Don't you know that this is a plan that Yu Lao and the stall owner have already prepared, and today they are here to defraud him of tens of thousands of dollars.
This is a game within a game.
What a beautiful play!
Xia Shao guessed that Mr. Yu and the stall owner must have agreed in advance to pay Ma Lao 50,000 yuan, but he did not expect that Mr. Ma would raise the price to 30,000 yuan. Because it was a game between two people, it was difficult for the stall owner to make the decision alone, so he seemed so entangled that he looked up at Mr. Yu just now.
It was this glance that gave Xia Shao a flash of inspiration. After seeing the faces of the three people, everything in her heart was like a bright mirror.
At this time, Mr. Yu quietly stood behind Mr. Ma, relying on Mr. Ma's cover, and glanced at the stall owner. This glance was quick, and the eyes turned quickly. Everyone around them was looking at the stall owner with a tangled face, and no one paid attention to Yu Lao's quick glance.
This glance only fell in Xia Shao's eyes, and then she smiled.
And no one noticed her smile, except Mr. Xu.
The old man had been paying attention to Xia Shao since she first laughed. He saw her looking at the stall owner, then at Mr. Yu, then at Mr. Ma, and finally at Mr. Yu, smiling like a little fox.
Mr. Xu also likes antiques, but he knows a thing or two about porcelain and famous calligraphy and paintings, but he knows nothing about ancient coins. However, the keen insight he had developed through years of ups and downs in the political arena led him to conclude that there must be something fishy about this matter.
What did this little girl find
Could it be that this matter is a trap
The old man put his hands behind his back and followed Xia Shao's example, looking at the stall owner, at Mr. Yu, then at Mr. Ma, and finally at Mr. Yu - he couldn't see anything.
But he still smiled like an old fox - if you can't see anything, just watch the show.
At this time, the stall owner had already received Yu Lao's gaze, and he seemed to have finally had enough troubles. He frowned and said with a painful expression: "Okay! If you like it, I'll give it to you."
The old people around them said "Wow", is this a deal? How much did it cost
How could Mr. Ma bother to tell the people around him? His eyes were overjoyed for a moment, but he was afraid that the stall owner would see something, so he tried to maintain his expression and said with a smile: "Young man, I am reluctant to bear the pain. A fake, I have been taken advantage of today!"
When the stall owner heard this, he was not very happy, "Old man, this is a consensual transaction between you and me. How disgusting is it to say that you are being taken advantage of? Stop gossiping. I only accept cash here."
Bank cards can easily reveal your identity, but cash can be difficult to handle.
The stall owner pressed for payment, so naturally he quickly collected the money and left. When Ma Lao heard the stall owner's urging, he felt happy inside. He was eager to get it quickly! Once the item is in hand, even if the stall owner finds that it has been sold out, he has to recognize it according to industry regulations.
Both of them were eager to trade quickly. The stall owner immediately squatted down to close the stall and planned to follow Mr. Ma to the bank to withdraw money, handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.
And just as the stall owner was closing his stall, someone took the golden knife into his hand.
The stall owner was stunned. He lowered his head and saw that the hand belonged to a girl. It was pink and white and slender, and the fingers were as moist as fine suet jade. The rusty metal held her hand. The palm of her hand makes people think that this object will dirty her hands at a glance.
The old people around were stunned as they watched Xia Shao hold the golden knife in the palm of her hand.
Yu Lao was stunned, while Ma Lao saw that his treasure fell into the hands of others, and he suddenly became anxious. But before he could speak, Xia Shao spoke.
"Fake." It was just two words, concise, but when it came out of her mouth, it always felt slow and careless.
But this statement sounds baffling to some people, such as the old people around who don’t know the truth. But to some people, it sounds like a thunder explosion, such as the stall owner, Mr. Yu and Mr. Ma.
Mr. Ma was the first to laugh, a little unnaturally, "Little girl, this is a fake. We have been talking here for a long time, you don't just hear it now, do you? Okay, okay, I also collected the fake. Don’t delay our transaction.”
Ma Lao stared anxiously at Xia Shao's palm and reached out to take it, fearing that she might break it if she held it for a while longer.
Xia Shao put her hand away and smiled, "I said, this is true, it is false."
She spoke more slowly this time, but shocked more people.
The expressions of Mr. Yu and the stall owner changed first, but when everyone's eyes fell on Xia Shao, no one noticed the change in their expressions.
Mr. Ma was a little confused. He blinked and stared at Xia Shao. He didn't know what to say for a long time.
What do you mean this is really fake
Does this little girl mean that this golden knife was originally fake
etc! How did she know that he believed the knife was real? Why did she say it was fake
"Old man, the knives and coins minted during Wang Mang's period are called gold tao knives because their text was engraved with gold. The characters on the knives and coins were inscribed, and the depressions were filled with gold and polished to make the words and money The surfaces are flush. Both the craftsmanship and the shape of the knife are very particular." Xia Shao opened his palms and showed the gold knife in his hand to Mr. Ma and the old people gathered around him.
"In ancient times, coin casting was very particular, and coin inscriptions had a unique writing style. Although Wang Mang's dynasty was short, he attached great importance to the casting of coins. The inscriptions on gold-wrapped knives were mainly written in hanging needle seal script, that is, That is to say, the writing strokes on the coins are slender, like hanging needles, smooth and vivid. Because of the use of paper money in modern times, few people can imitate this writing method on metal coins! Take a look The characters on this gold staggered knife are thick and flat. Although they are written as finely as possible, they are not smooth. The characters are not smooth and smooth, but are a little shaky."
"Hiss!" The heads of the old people around him almost came together in a circle, their eyes blazing.
"The little girl is right. Writing on this kind of money is not the same as writing calligraphy. You can practice calligraphy with just a piece of rice paper or a famous calligraphy book! Where can I practice this thing? I don't practice it much. This is the flaw!”
"Don't tell me, this word looks really awkward..." an old man commented.
Mr. Ma was listening on the sidelines, his expression changing continuously! How could he care about how Xia Shao knew so much at this time? He just hoped that this golden sword was real, so he said: "Things from the Western Han Dynasty are so old and are rusty. Could it be rust?" Is it because of the traces that it looks unsmooth?"
Xia Shao smiled after hearing this, "Old man, please look at the words on this sword - one sword is equal to five thousand. 'Ping' means value, that is to say, this sword is worth five thousand copper coins. But in fact, even if Even with the gold on this sword coin, such a sword coin is definitely not worth 5,000 yuan. Not only is it not worth it, but it is far from worth it! After Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, he issued this kind of coin, which was actually plundering the people. A way to wealth. When it was first cast, except for the word "一刀" which was filled with gold, very few other materials were used. They were all cast in bronze. What I want to talk about is the rust of this bronze , the ancient bronze has been buried in the soil for a long time, and the rust will be covered with earth color, and it will never be so fresh green! This green rust is really a flaw, it is too new."
Ma Lao's face suddenly turned pale. Just now he thought he had found a suitable reason to refute Xia Shao, but now he was staring at the fresh green rust stains on it, feeling a little confused.
"In addition, the shape of the gold staggered knife has a unique charm, and it is not restricted to the shape of the knife coins of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is simple and steady, and has a beautiful atmosphere. But if you feel this knife coin carefully, you will find that it is more than simple and steady, but not beautiful enough. In other words, it has no charm." Xia Shao smiled and threw away the fake in his palm, which made Mr. Ma's heart tremble. However, he saw that the girl's smile was bright and playful, and she said in a joking and teasing tone, "If Let me comment, I will only say that this key blank is well made."
Key blank…
A group of people were speechless, but they looked at Xia Shao with shock!
Look at this girl, she is only seventeen or eighteen years old, right? How come you have such eyesight? Not to mention their eyesight, their knowledge of antiques put them to shame.
While the old people around were shocked, someone laughed.
Mr. Yu smiled, but his gaze as he examined Xia Shao was a little deep, and his words had no deep meaning, "This little girl is interesting, she can see the charm even when she looks at the objects. In the antique industry, the charm is the most ugly thing. . Without twenty years of vision, no one dares to talk about Shen Yun. At my age, I can’t be sure about this object, but the little girl is sure about Shen Yun. I just don’t know how old the little girl is this year?”
This sounds out of curiosity, but if you listen carefully, Mr. Yu is saying that Xia Shao is probably not even twenty years old. How can he have the vision of twenty years? She was obviously talking nonsense! Blind identification!
As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Laogang's face, which was still dazed and pale, instantly regained its vitality and became full of color.
The old people around him didn't understand.
how? Isn't this gold-wrapped knife originally a fake? Why did Mr. Yu want to dismantle this little girl after she identified her? Could it be that this knife coin is genuine
Xia Shao looked at Yu Lao and smiled calmly, with a slightly mocking smile, "That's what you said. Ancient coins are not popular in the first place. No one without twenty years of vision dares to buy high-end products, so..." Xia Shao looked at Mr. Ma advised, "Old man, if you have money and want to collect antiques, it is best to first buy something with a large door. This kind of object is easy to be noticed. I advise you to be cautious. Didn't you hear what Mr. Yu said? He doesn't even look at this object. Dare to say it accurately."
Ma Lao was stunned when he heard this and looked at Yu Lao. Yu Lao's face suddenly darkened, looking a little ugly. She originally wanted to use her age and experience to undermine Xia Shao and make Mr. Ma believe that the object was real again, but how could she have imagined that she would use her trick to defeat the whole army
Mr. Yu examined Xia Shao. For some reason, he always felt that the girl in front of him looked familiar. But looking at her wearing sportswear and a ponytail, he really didn't think he knew such a person.
The carefully planned situation was disrupted by the girl who came out of this way. Mr. Yu was anxious and annoyed, and he was distracted. When he saw Mr. Ma looking at him with questioning and puzzled eyes, Mr. Yu suddenly became angry and said, "Don't Look at me! This is something you want to buy to practice your eyesight. I won’t be happy with it whether it’s real or fake.”
When Mr. Yu said this, Mr. Ma had no idea. But just now Mr. Yu clearly believed it was true. He was sure that the golden knife was real, but now he said he was not sure. Is this because the girl is sure that this is a lie, or is it because Mr. Yu is angry when he sees that he has wavered
After all, Mr. Yu is an expert in antique appraisal, and experts don't like others to question his authority. He was shaken just now, which means he doubted his knowledge level. Isn't he angry because of this
Offending an expert in antique appraisal is definitely not a good thing for collectors.
Seeing that Yu Lao was annoyed, Ma Lao looked at Xia Shao again, smiled unnaturally and asked: "Little girl, maybe you saw it wrong?"
Xia Shao raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He was not annoyed, but just smiled calmly, "Old man, I said the same thing. This object is what you want to buy. If it is real, you make the profit. If it is fake, you pay. It has nothing to do with me at all. , I just said everything that needs to be said, and I just hope that you will always be cautious. After all, 30,000 yuan does not fall from the sky, so you just don’t regret it when the time comes."
Not to mention today, even in ten years' time, 30,000 yuan will not be easy for ordinary families to take out, and they will not feel distressed at all.
If today's matter was a normal antique business transaction, Xia Shao would never interfere. But since she saw that this was a trap for the old man, her silence was really against the principles of being a human being.
Of course, Xia Shao could clearly say that this matter was a set-up, but she had no conclusive evidence, and if she said so, she might be accused of slander. Anyway, her purpose was just not to let Ma Lao spend the money in vain, she just wanted to remind him.
But this decision naturally has to be made by Mr. Ma himself.
As expected, Mr. Ma hesitated when he mentioned 30,000 yuan. The old people around him were shocked when they heard the price of the transaction.
"Thirty thousand yuan to buy a fake? Lao Ma, no matter how much money your children make, they can't waste it like this!"
"Yes! Lao Ma, why do I look at you a little strange? Do you want this object to be real or fake?"
"I've said that I'm not sure about this matter, and the little girl has said it in several places without looking at the real evidence. Why do you have to spend these 30,000 yuan on it, Lao Ma? Is there too much money to burn?"
Of course Mr. Ma didn't burn it because he had too much money, he just wanted to pick up the slack. But now it was possible that he might not be able to pick it up, but instead get a slap in the eye and lose thirty thousand yuan in vain. This had to make him hesitate.
"How about... Mr. Yu, how about we take this knife coin to the antique shop for appraisal?" Mr. Ma asked in a low voice, pulling Mr. Yu.
When Mr. Yu heard this, his face turned dark, "Going to the antique shop? If people know it's true, can they give you 30,000 yuan to pick it up?"
Mr. Yu was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his voice. This raised the voice, and the old people around him were stunned.
What's the meaning
Is it possible that Yu Laoyi was serious at first? Lao Ma is willing to spend 30,000 yuan to buy fakes. In fact, he doesn't want to buy fakes, but wants to find out
Now, everyone understood! Just say it! How can there be such a stupid person in this world? Spending so much money on fakes
That’s what happened!
When Mr. Yu looked around, his face turned green and red, and when he saw the words coming out, today's game was in vain. Not only was the game in vain, but the face was also lost. So he snorted angrily, glared at Mr. Ma, and walked away!
Before leaving, Mr. Yu turned around and glanced at Xia Shao, with an ugly expression on his face. It was obvious that he had enmity with her.
The stall owner didn't expect that things that were going well at first would develop like this all of a sudden, so he started shouting, "What's going on? What's going on? Do you want this thing anymore? Just tell me something!"
Seeing that he had offended Mr. Yu, Mr. Ma immediately became dejected and waved his hands: "No, no, no. Alas!"
Unexpectedly, the stall owner quit when he heard this, "No? As we just agreed, you don't want it just because you keep saying no? Are you bullying me as a stall practitioner? No! I have to give a warning for this matter today. statement!"