After Ye Liangliang left, Liu Bufan continued to walk on the street with the bird in his arms.
As the eldest son of the Liu family, he had been to many places before, but he had never been to Macau.
Firstly, the Liu family has no industry and no partners here. Secondly, although this place is economically developed, it is too small and there is really nothing interesting to do.
As for the visa issue, I'm sorry, the rules are for the grassroots, and those who make the rules will definitely not be restricted by the rules they make.
"Master, the first souvenir shop I chose is on the corner in front. It is a very old antique shop. It is said that it was there when the Portuguese came. It has some quite historical collectibles."
Liu Bufan glanced at Zi Long, who was a little embarrassed by the sight.
"What's wrong, Master? Did I choose this place poorly?"
Liu Bufan said angrily:
"Are you out of your mind? I'm buying souvenirs for my eldest daughter and my indifferent son. You can just choose something that children like to play with. But what the hell are you doing with an antique store? They two
You lost your temper and pulled out your hair. Do you think I will take care of it or not?"
Zi Long rubbed Liu Bufan's face and said flatteringly:
"Master, I understand the truth. My little masters are still young and don't like these things, but you do. I know that you are a good person and you are rare for such old things, so I came here as the first stop, little one.
The owners’ toys are at the back, hehehehe!”
"Ha! How can you learn to be like the white wolf now? Let's go and have a look. By the way, you can get some stuff from him for free."
It was said that the owner of the antique shop was entertaining two foreign guests, who seemed to be a traveling couple. The old man was spitting like crazy and kept promoting the thing in his hand.
"Two guests, you understand Chinese, right? That would be great, as it saves me having to introduce it to you in lame bird language that I can't understand and you can't understand.
Look at the concentric lock in my hand. It is said to be a token of love given to his daughter-in-law by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Longji!
But after the Mawei Incident, Yang Yuhuan was given Bai Ling. Li Longji was so sad that he threw the concentric lock into the Yellow River. Then the lock went down the river and was used by my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather in the Pearl River.
If you pick it up by mouth, it becomes a family heirloom."
We don’t dare to ask if Mawei is on the edge of the Yellow River, and we don’t dare to ask when the Yellow River connected with the Pearl River. Anyway, the main thing is a scam, and the best one can sell it. Anyway, these foreigners don’t understand, they
Just believe this.
However, the girl who was traveling with me seemed to be a bit knowledgeable. She pointed to a piece of rust on the concentric lock and said:
"Boss, what material is your lock made of? Copper shouldn't have green or red rust? Why is the rust black?"
Before the boss could reply with the lies he had made up long ago, the boy said very unhappily:
"Why do you have so many things? This thing represents the pure love between the ancient Chinese emperor and his daughter-in-law. It is a noble and flawless romance! You don't understand me at all. I just want a meaningful one.
It's just a gift, why do you ask so many questions? If you don't want to buy it, just say so. I've already seen it, and all the nice things you usually say are lies!"
The girl was stunned for a moment, and then quickly began to comfort her:
"Oh, honey, please stop making trouble now. Aren't I afraid of losing money? Think about it, how deep is the water in this thing? How can I start without asking?"
The boys went crazy when they heard it!
"What? You said I made a fuss? Did I make a fuss? If you don't make it clear today, it won't be over!
Also, you usually keep saying how much you love me, but now you say it’s very difficult to buy this thing, so I have to ask you!
Who loves me more, or the depth of this thing?"
The girl's expression was extremely helpless:
"This is not the same thing!"
"Why is it not the same thing? To put it bluntly, you don't love me and don't want to buy it!
They all say that love is priceless, but I finally understand that what bullshit is priceless can be seen through a gift!"
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. When the girl saw this, she quickly grabbed him:
"Hey, hey, honey, don't leave!"
"Don't hold me back!"
"Buy! Why don't I just buy it!"
"Hmph! That's pretty much it!"
After the girl took out her card and bought the royal concentric lock produced by the Tang Dynasty for 170,000 yuan, the boss looked at the account balance and smiled.
Then he took out an almost identical lock from the drawer and put it in the cabinet. He thought to himself: Whose story should I make up about this? Love money is really easy to make.
"Boss, I made a fortune today!"
The boss was so excited:
"Oh my god, who are you? When did you come in?"
Lao Liu didn't see anyone else, he found a chair and sat down:
"Why don't you want to buy something? You just made enough money for a month, so you don't plan to open it anymore?"
The boss quickly waved his hand:
"Sir, please don't talk nonsense. This is an authentic Tang Dynasty old thing, and I still sold it at a loss!"
"Okay, okay, you lose money, you lose money, you will almost become the richest man in this street, okay?"
Looking at the faint smile on Liu Bufan's face, the boss also knew that this was a knowledgeable person, so he immediately put away the look that looked like a fat sheep:
"Where are you from, sir?"
"Come from where you came from."
"Where to go?"
"Go where you want to go."
"What are you doing here?"
"Spend money and buy things."
"Sir, please come in."
After getting rid of some slang about this industry, Boss Bar Liu Bufan introduced the back room.
"Sir, to be honest, none of the ornaments in front of me are real, but I don't lie to the Chinese either. They are usually sold to foreign devils, hehehe."
"Oh? Everything sold to Chinese people is true?"
"You can't say that. I don't have so many real things to sell. What I sell to foreigners is just junk from small workshops, and what I sell to Chinese people is serious art."
"Aren't you afraid that others will find trouble and ruin your reputation?"
"Hey! Look at what you said, no one would give up money just for the sake of face, right?
Besides, that’s the way it is in the antique business. If you buy a genuine item, you’ll make a profit. If you buy a fake, you’re blind, and you can’t blame others.”
While talking, I saw a guy with a bruised nose and face being helped out of an alley.
"Boss, what's going on? Are you going to get beaten if I don't buy your stuff?"
"Hahaha, how is this possible? My father is a famous doctor here. It seems that this young man lost money in the casino and then wanted to win it back by boxing in an underground boxing ring.
But this one seems like a no-win. Not only did I not get my money back, I also incurred a lot of medical expenses.”
Liu Bufan became interested when he heard about this.
"Black boxing? Is there such a fun place in this area?"
When the boss heard this, he rarely said in a more serious tone:
"Fun? Young man, don't blame me for not warning you. You can't go to that place. The water is deep. It is said that there are foreign super boxing champions sitting there. With a body as small as yours, they can give away your medical insurance card with just one punch.