“Where did this bowl come from?”

The old lady looked at everyone and found that there was no such bowl with colors at home.

"Grandma, this was discovered by Brother Jiayou and I on the small hillside at the west end of the village yesterday. I looked beautiful and picked it up and used it as a job for Wangcai."

This bowl was the one that Xiao Jinbao couldn't bear to throw away after picking it up yesterday.

"The west end of the village? It's not something on the mountain, right?"

Wu Laosi looked at the old lady with a strange expression.

The old lady looked up and glanced at the man who couldn't let go of the bowl and nodded silently.

Others don’t know that the old lady and Wu Laosi knew that the mountain in the west of the village was the old grave in Xiangyang Village, where the ancestors of the villagers were buried for generations.

During the Cultural Revolution, many people went to sled tombs and dug treasures in the middle of the night.

This bowl is likely to be dug out that year, but was not taken away for some reason. Later, it was slowly washed to the foot of the mountain by rain.

I was discovered by Xiao Jinbao only accidentally yesterday.

"Can you sell this bowl to me?" The man couldn't help but speak again when he saw that no one paid attention to him.

"Sell! How much do you pay?" Xiao Jinbao asked seriously.

"30!" The man stretched out three fingers.

Old Mrs. Wu and the others were shocked again. Did you meet the God of Wealth today?

The pile of rags just now could be sold for 60 yuan, which surprised everyone.

Unexpectedly, the broken bowl will be given 30 yuan.

"The money is too little, don't sell it." Xiao Jinbao stepped forward, snatched the bowl from the man, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"Then...40?" The man raised the price.

Everyone next to him was shocked again!

"This bowl is a cultural relic. When it is taken to the cultural relic market, it will definitely be sold at a good price. You go, we won't sell it anymore." Xiao Jinbao said calmly.

Everyone...

It can no longer be described as shock.

The little Jinbao in front of them was still known. Does that cute three-year-old baby look like an experienced businessman no matter how you look.

The man sighed, "Little girl, don't, the price is easy to negotiate, you can offer a price!"

I originally thought it was as easy to fool as before, but I didn't expect a clever little girl to appear.

Moreover, this little girl looks like she is a mature and knowledgeable person.

Xiao Jinbao looked down at the things on the ground and said slowly, "You should have made a lot of money on these things just now, otherwise, this bowl will cost a total of 200 yuan!"

Everyone fell from the chair and fell to the ground.

Wu Laosi got up from the ground and helped Old Mrs. Wu up and sat down again.

200 yuan! This is the price of two fat pigs.

This child is really brave enough to speak loudly.

"Little girl, you see, these are all rags. They are not worth that much money. Why don't I give you a total of 100 yuan, and I can't get more!"

The man squatted on the ground, discussing with Xiao Jinbao sincerely, trying to make a point.

"Xiao Jinbao, it's 100 yuan, sell it, anyway, those things are useless."

Qin Chunxiang was afraid that Xiao Jinbao would not agree, so others stopped buying it. She hurriedly stepped forward and leaned in her ear and whispered.

Xiao Jinbao seemed to have not heard it and said to the man: "Uncle, 200 yuan is not a penny. If you don't buy it, just leave!"

After saying that, he squatted down and began to clean up the pile of rags.

"Why is this child disobedient?" Qin Chunxiang stomped her feet and turned to the man and said, "The child is young and ignorant. We will sell it for 100 yuan."

"Okay, I'll get you money." Seeing the adult agreeing, the man quickly paid the money excitedly.

"This bowl is mine, I won't sell it." Xiao Jinbao stood up, hugged the bowl in his arms expressionlessly, raised his eyes and stared at the man.

The man stopped paying money and he would rather not have the pile of things on the ground than the bowl.

With his many years of experience in shopping, he knew that this bowl of extraordinary products was just a glance. Just as this little girl said, it would definitely be a good price to get it in the cultural relics market.

Thinking of this, the man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, 200 is 200, no regrets are allowed!"

"Really buy it?" Xiao Jinbao asked.

"I really buy it!" the man replied.

Then he counted the money and handed it to Xiao Jinbao.

This is the first time that Xiao Jinbao has received so much money after growing up so old.

"Uncle, you're right, he really wants it." Xiao Jinbao took the money and said excitedly to 007 in his mind.

"I just said that it will definitely work as I taught. You have to listen to me more in the future." 007 said in a dragging his voice.

"Yeah, please listen, you must listen!" Xiao Jinbao admired his uncle in admiration.

The words just now were all taught by the strange uncle to her one by one.

But Xiao Jinbao is also good, with a calm expression, which really scared the middle-aged man. He thought she was a wise man and did not dare to bargain again.

After the man gave the money, he left as if he was carrying something and ran away.

For fear of taking a step further, Xiao Jinbao regretted not selling it.

"Grandma, I'll give you money."

Seeing the man leave, Xiao Jinbao smiled and handed the money to Mrs. Wu, and her face returned to the innocent smile that a three-year-old child should have.
Chapter completed!