"It's just a little bit off..."

Fang Yuan's fingers brushed over Jade Gourd's body. After looking at it carefully, he felt a little regretful. Because in his feeling, Jade Gourd already had aura fluctuations, but this fluctuation seemed to float like smoke.

If it is scattered and has not been condensed and formed at all, it is missing the final step and cannot become a magic weapon.

"If sixty points is enough to qualify, it is only fifty-nine points now. Even if there is only one point difference, it is two completely different treatments." Fang Yuan sighed in his heart and was about to put the jade gourd back.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's eyes were fixed, and he looked a little surprised. In an instant, he reacted, rubbed his fingertips on the gourd, and made a rather novel discovery.

"...You can give it a try!"

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yuan raised his head and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this thing?"

"Not expensive, one thousand!"

At this time, the stall owner had a sinister smile on his face. This was the rhythm of slaughtering a fat sheep. Fang Yuan was so focused on it just now. He was clearly telling the stall owner that he was interested in this item and would wait until now if he didn't slaughter it.

when?

"twenty!"

Fang Yuan calmly bargained. He often went to the antique street with Bao Longtu, and he had long known the nature of these stall owners. One thousand was considered a relatively generous price, and some people even dared to ask for hundreds of thousands.

In fact, everyone knows that such sky-high prices are all nonsense, and whoever takes them seriously is a fool. The stall owners are just asking for high prices because they want to gain some advantages when bargaining comes.

"Nine hundred!"

Hearing Fang Yuan's counter-offer, the stall owner quickly lowered the price appropriately, and then praised: "Little brother, don't look at the small gourd, which is not very eye-catching. In fact, it is made of Hetian jade..."

"Stop bragging, if this is Hetian jade, I will eat it directly." Fang Yuan said angrily: "Thirty yuan, do you want to sell it?"

"Definitely not." The stall owner shook his head repeatedly and said slyly: "Seeing that my little brother is so sincere, I won't play tricks anymore. It's seven hundred yuan. If you want it, you can just take it."

"Why didn't you say seventy yuan?" Fang Yuan said contemptuously: "Seventy yuan, do you want to do it or not?"

"Less, too little." The stall owner definitely disagreed, and then he started a long speech, praising the jade gourd from beginning to end. I don't know how he saw so many advantages from the little gourd.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Fang Yuan was a little impatient, put down the jade gourd, and then took out a red note: "One hundred yuan, if it works, it will be fine, if not, I will throw it down!"

The stall owner's eyes flickered and he began to wonder whether this was Fang Yuan's bottom line or a false shot?

"Stop thinking about it." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "This thing is really not that good. I bought it to give it as a gift. I wanted to polish it a little brighter and put it in a high-end brocade box. It looks like it should be worth a lot."

It’s like a thousand yuan, right?”

"Little brother, you are smart." The stall owner gave a thumbs up, and then said with a shy smile: "Since it is worth several thousand yuan, why don't you add more money appropriately?"

"You are really good at hitting snakes and catching them with a stick." Fang Yuan squinted: "Add fifty, one hundred and fifty, this is the lowest price, if you don't agree, forget it. At worst, I will go to other stalls and look, if you don't believe me, I can't find it.

almost the same……"

"No, I didn't say I disagreed." The stall owner quickly reached out to stop him: "One hundred and fifty yuan, deal!"

"That's pretty much it."

Fang Yuan took out another fifty yuan and handed it to the stall owner, then picked up the jade gourd and left with great satisfaction. The stall owner was also very satisfied, because he had also seen the items, and they were indeed not very good. The cost price was more than ten or twenty yuan at most.

Ten yuan, now he has resold it and made more than a hundred, which is equivalent to a profit of several hundred percent, and he is even happier.

Since everyone is happy, there is no question of who suffers, and it can be called a win-win situation.

"I feel a little bit at a loss, but forget it, a loss is a blessing."

Taking the jade gourd and looking at it, Fang Yuan frowned slightly, stuffed the things directly into his pocket, and then started a new round of treasure hunting journey. But sometimes, luck is really unstoppable, and he

After walking a few steps, I accidentally glanced and immediately spotted something unusual looking at a small stall.

"This is……"

After discovering something, Fang Yuan naturally stopped and immediately walked towards the small stall after hesitating for a moment.

"Little brother, come and take a look." Seeing the business coming to his door, the stall owner was naturally smiling: "Although I don't have much, I guarantee that all of them are genuine."

"I can tell." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "People sell antiques and antiques, but what you sell here are handicrafts."

Fang Yuan's words were true. Most of the things on this stall were all kinds of brand-new, bright, small and exquisite handicrafts, which were completely different from the dull and dull antiques nearby. For this reason, he was attracted after just one glance.

Then immediately discover something special.

"Eating for a living, eating for a living." The stall owner said with a smile: "The place is very popular and the business is good, so I might as well join in the fun. If you are tired of picking out antiques, you can also take a look at my stuff.

Relieve your fatigue."

"It makes sense." Fang Yuan praised: "The boss has an idea, so business must be very good."

"It's just normal. It's just everyone's care and support." The stall owner said with a smile: "Little brother, just like you said, these are handicrafts and they are not expensive. If you like it, you might as well buy two.

I’ll give you a discount!”

"Oh, thank you very much, boss." Fang Yuan smiled and really started to choose. First, he played with a string of wooden beads. After playing with it for a while, he felt dissatisfied, so he put down the wooden beads and picked up a bamboo pipe.

Fang Yuan does not smoke, but the bamboo pipe is really high-quality, about thirty centimeters long, and the bamboo joints are like finger joints, extending one by one. The cigarette holder is small, and the pipe is thick. There is a gradual process, and then carefully

The pipe was polished and then painted with a layer of wax and light paint, which naturally gave the pipe a delicate flavor.

Even if you don't use something like this, taking it back as a collection seems to be a good choice.

"This is a Xiang bamboo product."

The stall owner was very discerning and immediately said eloquently to the side: "Although this is just a pipe, the craftsmanship is not simple. It needs to go through a series of procedures such as cooking, roasting, drying, and drying to make it.

This pipe. This kind of thing is most suitable for giving to the elders who smoke at home, or just for viewing and playing..."

"It's not bad, how much does it cost?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.

"It's not expensive, only two hundred." The stall owner never blinked and smiled brightly, but when it was time to cut, he would never be soft-hearted.

"How much?" Fang Yuan's voice was high, fully expressing his dissatisfaction.

"If you can get a discount, get 10% off." The stall owner quickly added: "One hundred and eighty is enough."

"It's too expensive. Eighty is not enough." Fang Yuan emphasized: "Boss, I plan to buy two pieces. If your price is too high, then I won't buy one piece."

"Uh..." the stall owner said hesitantly, "What else are you interested in?"

"That's it..." Fang Yuan smiled and directly reached out to pick up something.

"Ruyi." The stall owner looked at it and rolled his eyes slightly: "Little brother, although the price of this thing is not expensive, it is a little higher than the pipe. After all, it is auspicious and Ruyi, and it can win a good reputation."

Yes, the other thing Fang Yuan picked up was indeed a Ruyi stick, a wooden Ruyi stick. With a little measurement, you can tell that this Ruyi stick is not long and can barely be level with the palm of his finger.

At first glance, Ruyi's appearance cannot be said to be very good. It is gray-black and brown, and there are some scars, which affect the appearance. However, the carving process seems to be good, especially Ruyi's two heads, one big and one small.

Including the nodes in the middle, they are all carved in detail, giving people a delicate feeling.

"Boss, I won't bargain with you anymore."

Just when the stall owner was thinking about what price he should set for Ruyi, Fang Yuan did not follow common sense and simply said: "Two hundred yuan for two items, okay?"

"Of course not." The stall owner instinctively refused.

"If it doesn't work, forget it." Fang Yuan immediately put down the things and stood up directly.

"Little brother, don't worry, the price is easy to negotiate." Of course the stall owner tried to persuade him to stay: "Look at two hundred and five... No, what I said, I meant two hundred and forty... Okay, two hundred and thirty, what else do you want?"

Can I add thirty?"

"...Okay, I'm too lazy to fight with you anymore."

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, paid directly, then took the things and left. The moment he turned around, a happy smile appeared on his face as if he had found a treasure, which was exactly the same as the stall owner's happy mood when he found a fat sheep.

"It feels so good..."

At this time, Fang Yuan slowly walked back humming a tuneless tune, and happened to see Bao Longtu walking happily holding something tightly wrapped in newspaper.

"Haha, it seems that everyone has gained something." Bao Longtu came towards me, his eyes lit up: "Did you buy a gift?"

"You're lucky, we happened to meet him." Fang Yuan smiled brightly and pointed at the bamboo pipe in his hand: "Let's go sit down with Boss Xiong and ask him for a packaging box to put things in."

Bao Longtu had no objection. As he walked towards Feng Shui Street, he asked curiously: "The gift you gave Mr. Peng, could it be this pipe? Although Mr. Peng usually smokes, he is sick now.

It's time to quit smoking, how can you seduce him by giving him something like this?"

"Who said I gave him a pipe?" Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I bought this thing for myself, just so I can beat my back..."

While speaking, Fang Yuan turned his hand back, shook the egg-sized cigarette rod and slowly beat it on his back. The force was very even and regular, making him feel a sense of relief.

"I admire you. He looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties. He really knows how to enjoy it." Bao Longtu couldn't help but sarcastically said, and then asked: "What about the gift?"
Chapter completed!