[Master? What master?]

[What the anchor means is that this old man actually wanted to pick up the slack? Then he was splashed with water and chased. It was all fake and a routine.]

[Damn it, no way, no way, is the pick-up world so curled now?]

[The human heart is sinister, I really believe it when I step on a horse, and I feel sorry for the stall owner who is about to be missed for a second.]

Su Bai saw all the barrage and quickly explained:

"I didn't know if my wife splashed water on me earlier or not. I don't know if it was a routine. Maybe this old man just took advantage of the situation."

"It's also a manipulation of people's hearts."

"Antiques are about people, their hearts."

Su Bai reiterated his opinion again.

Some people in the barrage were applauding, while others were still unconvinced and had a quarrel:

[The one in front seems stupid and feels sorry for the stall owner. Didn't you listen to the anchor? This leak is something that the old man can't pick up.]

[Is what the anchor says necessarily correct? How does the anchor know if the stall owner knows the goods?]

Su Bai showed a mysterious smile.

It doesn’t matter whether the host knows it or not.

The system knows it well.

There are three things that the old man wants to buy in a package: a red-glazed fish plate, a small blue and white incense burner, and a jade Buddha hand.

One of them was shining brightly,

It is the krypton gold carrier designated by the system.

——The thumb-sized, hand-shaped jade Buddha hand!

Su Bai figured it out when the old man was bargaining with the stall owner.

The first deposit amount given by the system is,

This means,

In the stall owner's mind, this thing can only be bought at this price.

You can't ask the stall owner to ask for 600 yuan and insist on paying 60,000 yuan to buy it.

That song is not filled with "krypton spirit", but "silly spirit".

At this moment, the bargaining between the stall owner and the old man came to an end.

"In one sentence, it's 22 yuan. If it works, I'll pack the three together."

"No."

The stall owner shook his head, then pointed to the plate and the small incense burner: "The plate costs 5 yuan and the small incense burner costs 10 yuan. That's fine."

"This won't work."

The stall owner reached out and moved the jade Buddha's hand away.

The old man gritted his teeth on the spot and said without giving up: "How about I add more, the jade Buddha's hand for 8 yuan?"

The stall owner smiled and showed the QR code: "Okay, Cheng Huiyuan."

The old man took out his mobile phone and was about to scan the QR code to pay. Halfway through, he froze and looked up in disbelief: "How much?"

"."

The stall owner grinned, showing yellow teeth.

"Didn't you say 8 yuan?"

"This is a big 8 yuan."

The old man fell silent, sighed, put the phone back into his pocket, and stood up slowly while holding on to his knees.

He had not even looked at the fish plate and the small blue and white incense burner that Nian Nian had looked at and touched for a long time.

In the live broadcast room, barrages surged again:

[I am worth 8 yuan, hahaha, the expressions on the two people’s faces are so funny.]

[Thanks to the anchor for popularizing science, otherwise I still wouldn’t be able to catch the laughter and wouldn’t understand it.]

[The anchor god predicted that the old man really wanted to pick up the leak, and he also acted like the jade Buddha hand was just a match. He was cunning and cunning, which meant that the stall owner knew the value of the thing, otherwise he would definitely have been tricked.]

[If you don’t understand, just ask, is such a small piece of jade valuable?]

Su Bai decisively pretended not to see it.

I don’t understand this.

But some people understand.

The old man said with regret: "The Hetian jade from the mid-Qing Dynasty is mutton-fat white, and the carving is not good, but it is vivid and has no fate."

The stall owner raised his head. He was already sitting on a high stool, which made him even more proud: "No, Qianlong Gong."

"This is a good thing I bought from a pawn shop back then."

Su Bai and the water friends in the live broadcast room were not the only ones watching their big show. The surrounding stall owners were also watching the excitement.

Before the play was finished, it was difficult for them to talk to each other according to industry rules, but now they all made jokes:

"Lao Gou, you are a gangster in the antique city. Who doesn't know that you vacated a pawn shop back then? Lao Gou is still talking about it."

"No, let me count. It must have been thirty years ago, and it hasn't been sold out yet."

The stall owner, Lao Gou, puffed out a cigarette, crossed his legs and said, "This is the only one left. I'm getting too old. I'll throw it away after selling it. I'll go back to my hometown to be filial to my son and quit this business."

He ignored the "real or fake" banter, looked at the old man again, and asked: "Brother, why don't you grit your teeth and please go back?"

The old man shook his head: "I can't invite you. I have a fierce wife at home. Please come back if you are really beautiful. I'll give you a discount on your legs."

At this time, the middle-aged woman's roar came: "Old guy, you still dare to run? Go back with me."

"Hiss!"

The old man gasped, his expression suddenly changed, he cupped his hands in front of the laughing crowd, and ran away with his head in his arms.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was laughing so hard:

【Haha, there really is a fierce wife at home.】

[This is a master, it doesn’t look like an actor.]

[Confused, is it a deep routine or a miserable life?]

[Hey, what are the anchors doing? How did you get past it? You don’t want to pick up the leaks, do you?]

[There is a hairy leak. The stall owner named Lao Gou just leaked it. It is estimated that the only jade Buddha hand in the whole stall is real and it is very expensive.]

[Thirty years, let alone a pawn shop, it is just a museum. It has been sold short for thirty years. How can it be real?]

……

Su Bai did not watch the barrage, but squatted down at the stall, picked up the jade Buddha hand, rubbed it with his hands to make it moist and delicate, and saw that the carving was vivid and exquisite, and it was flawless in the light...

Even a layman can clearly feel the beauty contained in it.

Su Bai's mind was not on it. He just used this action to calm down his excitement, but he was shouting in his heart:

"There is a leak! There is a leak!"

"There is not one thing left in the pawn shop, but two, two!"

A second ago, Su Bai was thinking of bargaining, buying, completing the first charge and leaving, until inadvertently, the glasses scanned something...

"Where's the live broadcast?" Lao Gou smacked his mouth curiously, "Where's the live broadcast? Play it, play it, let the children of today open their eyes, I am a good thing with a provenance."

Su Bai rolled his eyes and had an idea. He put down the jade Buddha's hand and nodded with a smile: "What a good thing. Master, do you think these things have an origin?"

"No." Lao Gou sat up straight and talked eloquently: "That was in the early 1990s. I was still a contractor, renovating a pawn shop for someone. After the work was done, the money was not paid, so the pawn shop owner severely punished me.

Went in."

"I couldn't collect the money, and his family didn't understand, so he asked me to move the things in the pawn shop to pay off the debt."

"I had no choice but to accept my bad luck. Who would have thought that thirty years would pass by in the antique business just to sell those things."

At the end of the story, Lao Gou had a sigh on his face, and the water friends in the live broadcast room almost overflowed from the barrage with envy.

After finishing talking about ancient times, Lao Gou waved his hand and included most of the things on the stall: "These are all good things I got from the pawn shop. The old man is old and can't do anything anymore. After selling them, he can go home to retire and talk about whatever he likes."

, sell you cheaper."

Suddenly, Su Bai looked strange.

In the live broadcast room, Yishui said, "I believe your evil, you are such a bad old man."

"Ahem..."

Su Bai coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said: "Old man, you want to take away the mountains and go back to live in peace and happiness. I'd like to think of something to do. Let's discuss it..."
To be continued...