Xiao Xingyun picked up an old inkstone with a clumsy appearance, with only simple patterns and slight wear marks on it, without any text or patterns.

However, through the perspective, Xiao Xingyun could see that the inkstone was wrapped with a layer of fake shell, covering the inkstone ink pool, as well as the patterns and texts on the three sides.

The inkstone is rectangular, with a flat surface, and slowly descending to the ink pond. The statue of Luoshuiling turtle carrying a book is embossed in the ink pond. The turtle's head looks right, and it is a sway of swelling waves, with waves under its belly contrasting.

Since the color of the fake shell is very close to the color of the inkstone itself, Xiao Xingyun could only barely see the pattern at the ink pond with his eye power.

The text on the other three sides is too vague, and almost all the carved texts are filled in.

Xiao Xingyun didn't have to care about the words on it. Just by the light it emitted, he knew that it was the brightest among the inkstones, so he just bought it.

"Boss, give this stupid inkstone a minimum price?" Xiao Xingyun went against the routine and asked the price directly, which fully demonstrated the behavioral pattern of a layman entering Pan's home.

The little-eyed boss immediately said confidently: "This, do you really want this? OK, just give me 15,000 yuan. I will charge this price. I didn't make a penny, I just want to open a ticket."

Xiao Xingyun was surprised and said, "Ah? Didn't you just say that you were not good at the same time and could you sell it to me for a few thousand yuan? Will you sell it for five thousand yuan?"

"Brother, you are not kind enough. Look at the inkstone in your hand, it looks so good. It is thick and full, with only slight wear. I want you to have 15,000 yuan, is it expensive?"

"It's expensive! I won't buy it if it's more than 5,000!" Xiao Xingyun put the inkstone down and stood up and was about to leave.

Fatty Luo saw that Xiao Xingyun really wanted to buy this inkstone, so he cooperated and said, "Brother Yun, I have told you a long time ago that the unscrupulous merchant in Panjiayuan is in a dark place. Let's go to the stationery store to buy new inkstones, a new inkstone carved inkstones.

, it's only more than one thousand yuan. If you think the price is low, we can buy two."

Fatty Luo was also talking about a layman, and almost made the boss with his little eyes angry.

What does the price of a new inkstone have to do with carving?

"Well, what you said makes sense. I thought I could buy an antique inkstone for four or five thousand yuan. Now I think I'm naive. Forget it, I won't buy it."

Xiao Xingyun said, looking depressed, turned around and left.

"Don't leave, don't leave. If the price is not satisfactory, let's talk again. You little brother, don't leave with a disagreement. Doing business is not like you."

The little-eyed boss was anxious and ran out from behind the stall, holding Xiao Xingyun's arm.

"What's wrong? Do you still want to force yourself to buy and sell?" Xiao Xingyun pretended to be angry.

The little-eyed boss said mysteriously: "Don't get me wrong, whisper, don't let the people around you hear it. I think my little brother is a real person. I'll give you a loss price of 10,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan is OK.

?If this inkstone had not been made with too few patterns and too bulky, I would never have sold it."

Xiao Xingyun hesitated for a moment, as if he was in a psychological struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Eight thousand! I only paid eight thousand at most, which is already beyond my budget. If it is OK, if it is not OK, it will be overturned. Don't

Tell me again.”

The boss of the little eyes said frowningly: "Oh, I've lost a lot. You little brother, look so honest, and bargaining is really fierce. Forget it, for the sake of opening, I will sell it to you no matter how much you pay. Just pay it.

My friend, if you need antiques like inkstones in the future, go directly to Panjiayuan to find me."

"Haha, thank you, boss. If you need it in the future, I will definitely come to you again." Xiao Xingyun was like a college student who had just entered society without any scheming, with a sincere smile on his face.

After saying that, Xiao Xingyun made a quick payment, and then pointed to a dusty carved wooden box in the corner and asked to use that box to pack it.

The boss was secretly happy. The inkstone he bought for 500 yuan and sold for 8,000 yuan, and he had already made a lot of money.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

As for giving out a half-old wooden packaging gift box, I didn't care at all and agreed generously.

Xiao Xingyun put the inkstone into an old wooden box, showed a simple smile on his face, and turned around and left with Luo Zi.

After walking more than a hundred meters away, Fatty Luo couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "Brother Yun, what's wrong with this old inkstone? How much is it worth?"

Xiao Xingyun said seriously: "Volume! How can one of the four treasures of our cultural people measure the study with stinky money? I bought it just because I like it, it has nothing to do with money!"

"..." Fatty Luo was stunned. If he hadn't been too familiar with you, he would have almost believed your words when he saw the glittering and excited look in your eyes.

Only when you buy jadeite rough stones that can cut and rise will you show this look, okay?

However, Xiao Xingyun didn't say it, and he didn't dare to ask again. When he gave it to Professor Wu tomorrow, with Professor Wu's straightforward personality, he would definitely announce the answer.

"Isn't a courtesy of apprenticeship enough? Do you have to go shopping again?" asked Fatty Luo.

Xiao Xingyun looked up at the sky and said, "You can go for a while. If you encounter a suitable one, you will buy it. If you don't meet it, you will get it."

At this moment, Xiao Xingyun's cell phone rang, and it was called by Hualiuyi.

"Boss Xiao, are you still betting on stones at the Jade Fair today?"

"No, I've used up all the money, and I don't have any funds to gamble. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Last night, Zhang Heng and Zhang Wei had an internal conflict, and their heads were broken. They should not have the energy to cause trouble for you. I am very familiar with a cleavage master in his store. He sent me a few photos.

I sent it to you, take a look, it looks quite relieving."

"Haha, is there such a thing? Then I have to enjoy it."

After saying that, Xiao Xingyun hung up the phone.

Open WeChat and saw the photos sent by Hualiuyi.

Zhang Heng and Zhang Wei fell on the ground of the jade carving workshop, their heads and faces were covered with blood, and they looked extremely miserable.

The second photo is a photo of them being carried into an ambulance. The two were seriously injured. After being briefly bandaged by medical staff, they hung an oxygen hood.

The third picture is that the two of them are already in the hospital, their heads are wrapped like mummies, their noses and mouths are filled with tubes, and they still seem to be out of danger.

Seeing that the two brothers almost made their brains come out, Xiao Xingyun smiled with relief.

If you dare to insult yourself and want to attack yourself, this is the end.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng did not use his knife, otherwise Xiao Xingyun would have asked him to jump off the building without even making up the reasons. It was ready-made - the gambling stone was lost and he lost all his money, so he jumped off the building and died.

Fatty Luo came over and saw these photos, and smiled and said, "These two brothers deserve it! It's all the time, and you still dare to play tricks with us in the gambling stone market!"

Fatty Luo didn't know that Zhang Heng not only played tricks in the gambling stone market, but also almost sent him to the police room. Fortunately, the background of Jiangnan Xiushui Pavilion was very strong, and the police did not disturb the guests inside when they arrived.

This is just a gambling circle. He has not yet come into contact with the antique circle. It is the deep water area, and mysterious methods of the world are emerging one after another.

After picking and picking up, Xiao Xingyun visited two more streets and couldn't buy a suitable antique. Either the price is high or the routine is too deep. Some people even play the game of stealing dragons and changing phoenixes under Xiao Xingyun's nose.

When the price was negotiated, it was genuine. When it was put into packaging, it actually changed to a fake product. It was a wonderful technique and it would be a waste of time if you didn’t play magic.
Chapter completed!