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Chapter 5 Taking chestnuts from the fire

I was picked up by the collar twice today.

Passive last time.

Take the initiative this time.

I pretended to be in a hurry and broke off his hand while saying incoherently: "What are you doing? Do you want to hit someone... let go..."

In that state at that time, I was just like a young man who was frightened by the greasy fat man's menacing appearance.

It was very lively now, and the stall owners nearby came around to watch.

I turned to them for help.

But it's obvious that these people usually set up stalls here and know each other.

although.

They didn't even see who had smashed the fake porcelain vase.

"Young man, you smashed someone else's things, so you can't make false accusations."

"We are all in business. If we were all like you, we would have gone to the northwest!"

"This Tang Sancai porcelain vase and the three-legged golden toad are all genuine. It is such a pity that they were smashed like this!"

"You have to pay for it! Otherwise, call the police!"

"..."

I cried and defended: "He obviously knocked the porcelain bottle off with his finger. He really doesn't blame me. How could you do this?"

Hearing this, the greasy fat man became even more angry: "You are still insistent, right?! Today I will beat you first, and then call the police and arrest you!"

After saying that, he wanted to hit me with his fist.

I pretended to be frightened and squatted on the ground, trembling all over.

At this time, the people on the side started to act like good guys, holding the greasy fat man's hand, and persuaded him not to hit anyone, and asked him to pay some money.

The greasy fat man let me go angrily and said: "Tang Sancai Fushou figurines are five thousand three, the three-legged golden toad... Count one thousand and eighty, you can round up the whole number and forget it, seven thousand, otherwise this matter will not be over!"

Why didn't he rob a bank?

He dared to ask for 7,000 for something that added up to more than 100 points.

I replied tremblingly: "I don't have that much money..."

"How many do you have?!" the greasy fat man said angrily.

I stretched out a finger: "One...one thousand."

Upon hearing this, the greasy fat man's face flashed with joy, then returned to his original state in an instant, pretending to be angry and yelled: "What did you say?!"

After that, he picked up the bench next to him.

When I saw this, I quickly put my head in my hands and shouted back: "Just hit me! Even if you beat me to death, my mother will only give me a thousand yuan today! Why don't you call the police and pay the compensation when my mother comes?"

for you!"

The stall owners around him grabbed him again and pretended to persuade him to forget it. The kid looked quite shabby in his clothes. He probably didn't have much money, so he treated it as unlucky or lost money and used it to do good deeds.

actually.

The fat fat man picked up the stool just to deceive me. Is he lying and I have no money?

But when he heard that I asked my mother to come over to accompany the money, he would definitely let it go.

after all.

If he really calls the police, will this be considered blackmail by him or damage to property by me? The greasy fat man has his own idea.

The greasy fat man pretended to be indignant, and my father and mother scolded me for a long time and asked me to pay and leave.

I tremblingly paid him a thousand yuan and left the stall.

After a few steps, I turned around and went back.

The greasy fat man was happily counting his money. When he saw me coming back, his expression changed: "What are you doing?! You still want to come here to beat me?!"

I begged: "Brother, I went out to buy porcelain today, but I ran out of money and didn't buy any porcelain. Can you give me the pieces of porcelain? I'll go back and explain to my mother. I'm begging you!"

The greasy fat man looked extremely irritated and threw a plastic bag to me: "Take it and get out of here! What a bad luck it is!"

I put away the porcelain fragments and the three-legged golden toad with holes in them, wiped my face, and left the market.

This move is called "taking chestnuts from the fire".

What matters is being steady, accurate and ruthless when throwing things.

No one would have thought that the smashed thing could be a leak.

In this kind of market, it is almost 100% error-free.

However, using those three bad leak-picking techniques will not guarantee that the sleeping pig will wake up.

Antiques are not about playing with antiques, but playing with people.

I played with that greasy fat guy.

I walked to a trash can, took out the money, and threw away all the broken pieces.

I took the money and went to the store. The first target was "Sifangzhai".

This is a time-honored store in Jinling. It is very reputable and the appraisers there are of very high standard.

"Sir, would you like to buy goods or give up?"

The counter guy in professional attire asked politely.

This is professional language.

It’s not like those fat and stupid people on the street stalls who just buy and sell at every turn.

Buying antiques is not shopping for groceries.

The age of the antique is older than your great-great-grandfather. The Yang world is full of Yang energy, and the underworld is full of Yin energy. If you say "please", you show respect. If you want to sell it, it is called "partial love".

Use professional language when dealing with professional people.

I said: "I have a good thing in my pocket. I would like to ask you to give it a slap in the face. If it suits you, give me a jujube to eat."

In ordinary antique stores, the counter clerk only knows some basic appreciation knowledge. If you really want to see treasures, you must ask the shopkeeper inside.

But in a century-old store like Sifangzhai, the tellers are very good. Unless you encounter the most valuable person in the world, there is no need to ask the shopkeeper to come out.

The teller saw that I was polite and didn't dare to be disrespectful. He immediately took out a piece of white appraisal cloth, spread it on the counter, and made a gesture of asking me to release the treasure.

I took out the coin and placed it on the appraisal cloth.

Seeing this, the teller opened a wooden box next to it, which contained three artifacts for identifying treasures: gloves, a magnifying glass, and a bright flashlight.

After the equipment was ready, he picked up the money and began to look at it.

After a while, the teller put away the equipment and replied: "Sorry, I can't see clearly. Please look elsewhere."

The so-called not sure is a euphemism to say that this is a fake.

I was immediately disappointed.

It's not that I'm disappointed that I didn't get money, but that I'm disappointed with the entire antique market in Jinling.

I originally thought that when I first entered the world, I would have to undergo some hard work.

result……

The gambling market is broken and the tofu is cut with a knife.

Picking up leaks at market stalls is like child's play.

Stores and shops are full of treasure appraisers.

To paraphrase today's words, I want to keep a low profile, but it's really too embarrassing.

I didn't make any excuses and left.

At this moment, a person rushed in at the door.

This person didn't expect that I was coming right in front of him, and he wanted to avoid it, but his feet accidentally hit the steps. He screamed in surprise and threw himself forward.

There is a glass coffee table in front of it. If you knock it over at this speed, you will either die or be disfigured.

I reacted very quickly and reached out to pull it.

result.

In panic, this man lost his balance and actually grabbed me.

In order to prevent this person from being knocked, I had no choice but to hug him and roll him to the side.

It feels soft in my hands and fragrant in my nose.

I looked up and saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl being pinned to the ground by me.

Her face was so red that she almost bled.

And my hands, because I had just pulled her back in a hurry, seemed to have untied a piece of clothing underneath...

The tulle clothes are a little see-through.

And my eyesight is really good...

In addition to being embarrassed, I was also a little surprised.
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