The shop owner saw that Li Suixin was all dressed up and selling goods, but he was extremely generous with his purchases. He couldn't help but come forward again: "Brother, why don't you take a look at other antiques? I have many more here!"

Li Suixin was in a good mood, and he didn't expect that he would be able to harvest a good magic weapon by wandering around casually.

He glanced at the shop owner, shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I'm very satisfied with just buying this one!"

The shop owner couldn't help but sneered: "Little brother, that thing is just a new gadget, not an antique at all. You were deceived by that kid's sad face!"

Li Suixin smiled lightly and said: "Boss, you are wrong! Although this thing is not old, its real value is much higher than 30,000!

As the saying goes, if you meet someone who knows the goods, someone will buy it even if it is three million, not to mention thirty thousand!"

"Hahaha..." The shop owner laughed so hard that his fat body trembled, and joked: "Little brother, you really don't hesitate to brag for the sake of face!

Let me tell you the truth, I only paid one hundred and fifty yuan for this weird-looking bell from a countryman!"

Li Suixin took out the soul-catching bell from the bag. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He waved it in front of the store owner and said jokingly: "Boss, you have indeed made two hundred times the profit.

But let me tell you, even if this thing costs three million today, I will buy it without even frowning!"

The shop owner curled his lips and refused to believe it, and said confidently: "Little brother, I, Dong Xiaobei, have been in the business for thirty years, and the person who picked something up from my hands has not been born yet!

You don’t have to be harsh and insist on calling a handicraft a treasure. If you have the guts, let’s make a bet and ask an expert to verify its authenticity!”

Li Suixin had no intention of getting entangled, and waved his hand and said: "Boss Dong, I won't make any money from your bet! However, I have one word that I must give you, being blind and blind really suits you!"

The antiques business was in trouble, but the boss was indeed treacherous and unethical. Li Suixin had nothing to do at the moment anyway, so he deliberately said a few words to upset him.

Dong Xiaobei's fat face turned red with anger, and he was really worried that he had missed the treasure and let Li Suixin pick it up.

He moved closer to Li Suixin and took a closer look at the Soul-Calling Bell, once again confirming the age of this thing.

Then he sneered and said: "Little brother, don't be so arrogant. If you have the guts, let's make a bet. If this thing is really worth three million, I will give you a lottery worth three hundred thousand today!"

But if it’s not worth three million, or even, as I said, it’s a worthless handicraft, you can spend more money today and give me three hundred thousand!”

Li Suixin looked at his watch and estimated that it would take more than ten minutes for the little man to wake up. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Okay! Boss Dong, if you insist on giving me money, then I will be disrespectful!"

The two had just reached a bet, when the door curtain opened and a thin man in his fifties walked in.

This old man was dressed in a long robe, with his hands behind his back. His figure was as tall as a pine tree, and his eyes were looking around in all directions.

As soon as he came in, his eyes were quickly attracted by the soul-catching bell in Li Suixin's hand. He walked over quickly and said in surprise.

"Xiao Dong, is this something from your store? How to sell it?"

When Dong Xiaobei saw this person, his chubby body seemed to be shorter, and the smile on his face was flattering: "Master Mao, I heard the magpies chirping this morning. I didn't expect Master Mao to come to the shop today. I'm really surprised.

My store is full of glory!

Master Mao, this thing is sold from my shop, can you tell me how much it is worth?"

When Li Suixin saw the so-called Master Mao, he couldn't help but feel excited.

It turns out that Master Mao is also a Taoist. Although his strength is not high, he has the strength of the second level of Qi Refining Realm.

When Master Mao heard that this thing had been sold, he glanced at Li Suixin and said with a smile: "My dear friend, can you give this thing to me for a look?"

"Master Mao, please look. I said that if you pick up a big leak today, you will get a thousand times the profit. Boss Dong didn't believe it, and even bet me 300,000! Master Mao came just in time and can do a notarization for us!"

"

A thousandfold profit?

The fat on Dong Xiaobei's face twitched again and again, and he curled his lips and said: "Master Mao, this thing is new. In a few decades at most, this little brother will be so bold that he says I am blind!

Show me how much this thing is worth! Today, I must win another three hundred thousand from this kid!"

Master Mao held the Soul-Calling Bell in his hand and played with it, as if he had not heard what the two of them were saying at all, with a solemn expression on his face.

After a long while, he looked at Li Suixin solemnly, looking up and down repeatedly, as if he wanted to see the flowers on Li Suixin's face.

After hesitating for a while, he said: "Little friend, I have a special liking for this thing. I wonder if I can part with it. I am willing to pay a lot of money to buy it!" Li Suixin smiled calmly, reached for the Soul-Calling Bell, shook his head and said, "Mao

Master, I like this thing very much and have no intention of selling it!"

"How about five million? If you agree, I can pay immediately!"

After Master Mao was stunned for a moment, he took a deep look at Li Suixin and made a bid.

Just now, Master Mao was immediately jealous when Li Suixin took the Soul-Calling Bell from his hand with a seemingly careless wave.

But in modern society, the chance of a monk encountering a magical weapon is very low.

It is especially rare to find a top-quality magic weapon such as the Soul Seizing Bell, which is well preserved, filled with aura, and shows great power at first sight.

When Dong Xiaobei heard the price offered by Master Mao, his eyes immediately widened and his tongue was almost bitten by his big teeth.

"Five...five million? Master Mao, are you right? This thing is worth five million?"

The cleaning staff in the store couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at this in surprise.

A few days ago, the boss showed off that a piece of copperware he paid for 150 yuan was resold for 30,000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, the slap in the face came so quickly.

The copperware sold for 30,000 yuan was actually offered at 5 million yuan!

After buying the Soul-Calling Bell, thirty thousand turned into five million in the blink of an eye!

This money is so damn easy to make!

Li Suixin smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! Master Mao, I want to keep this for myself!"

Master Mao took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with determination, he stretched out a palm and raised five fingers: "Little friend, I really like this treasure, and I am willing to pay 50 million Chinese coins!"

"Five...thousand...ten thousand!"

Dong Xiaobei's fat face was wrinkled into a bun, he clenched his fists, his body was trembling, and he looked at Li Suixin with gritted teeth.

It's so heart-breaking!

Just ten minutes ago, he could have taken back the broken bell for ten thousand yuan.

However, he was ruthlessly rejected.

What the hell is 50 million being turned away!

No...it's a fucking 50.3 million...

I have to say that the price made Li Suixin very excited.
Chapter completed!