Chapter 87

This person is not Lao Zheng, and I don't have to be so polite with him.

"What? Four 100 yuan? This."

"Buy it now, if you don't want to sell it, forget it." Ji Qinglin said lightly.

As soon as the boss heard him say "forget it", he immediately changed his words and said, "Oh, no, okay, 100 yuan is 100 yuan."

How much you can earn is not it.

Just as Ji Qinglin was about to pay, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Boss, I want this item!".
Ji Qinglin and the store owner heard the sound, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man wearing a black short-sleeved shirt slowly walking towards them. He looked to be in his 60s or [-]s, and his temples were graying.

When the boss heard what he said, his eyes lit up. What happened today? These copper coins have been here for almost two years, and no one has asked.

I didn't expect that someone would come to buy it today, and there were two of them at the first visit. This is easy to handle. Since two people are interested in it, then I can raise the price and let the two of them compete. When the time comes You can make a fortune by yourself.

So, the boss immediately smiled and asked the visitor: "Sir, you also want our copper coins, no problem, this is the price."

Xia Yao interrupted the boss before he finished speaking.

"What's the matter with you, you have already promised to sell it to us just now, how can you go back on your word!"

When Xia Yao heard that the owner of this shop wanted to sell it to someone else, she immediately felt annoyed, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and she looked at him with a trace of anger.

The owner of the shop sneered, and then said with some lack of confidence: "Our business is about paying the money and delivering the goods. From now on, the money and the goods will be cleared, but now we haven't paid the money and delivered the goods."

The implication is that since they haven't paid the money, they can naturally choose to sell it to others.

"you"

Xia Yao was suddenly angry, and was about to speak to the shop owner, when she heard the man next to him, who was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, speak again.

"When did I say I would buy these copper coins from you?"

Shopkeeper: "."

"No, you don't want to buy these copper coins from me? Then what do you want to buy?"

The shop owner looked at the man in confusion.

The man pointed at the bottle Ji Qinglin was holding, and said, "What I want to buy is the bottle in his hand."

After hearing what he said, the shop owner subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Qinglin's hand, and the expression on his face suddenly collapsed.

I just thought he was going to buy my few copper coins, so I wanted to take the opportunity to make more money, and then I regretted not wanting to sell it to that young man.

Then if you say what you said just now, isn't it going to ruin your business? Oh, hey, what can I do!

After hearing what the man said, Ji Qinglin raised his eyebrows. Want to buy the wind bottle in his hand?

Could it be that this person is a connoisseur of goods?
"You want to buy the bottle in my hand?" Ji Qinglin looked at the person in front of him and asked in a calm tone.

The man nodded, and then said, "Can I have a look at the bottle in your hand?"

Ji Qinglin looked at him, thought for a while, then nodded, and handed him the bottle in his hand.

The man took the bottle from Ji Qinglin's hand, looked at it carefully, then reached out to touch the bottom of the bottle, couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I'm optimistic about this bottle. You can make a price for it." The man smiled and handed the bottle back to Ji Qinglin and said to him.

"Hey, no, sir, the bottle in his hand is not an antique, it's not worth much, why don't you take a look at these things in my store."

The owner of the shop said from the side, the bottle in this man's hand is not worth much at first glance, it is not as valuable as these things in his shop.

The man shook his head with a smile and said, "I just want this bottle in his hand."

The man ignored what the shop owner said, and seemed to recognize the bottle in Ji Qinglin's hand.

"How about this, young man, I bought the bottle in your hand for 200 million, how about it?"

The man looked at Ji Qinglin and said directly.

"200 million?" The shop owner gasped after hearing what the man said.
I didn't expect this person to be even more stupid than the young man next to him, and he even asked for 200 million yuan?

Just this broken bottle, let alone 200 million, even 200 yuan is not worth it!
Some customers wandering around the store heard that the man said he wanted to pay 200 million for the bottle in Ji Qinglin's hand, and they all looked over.

When Ji Qinglin heard that the man wanted to buy the listening wind bottle in his hand for 200 million, his heart was slightly moved, but on the surface it was still calm and calm.

Ji Qinglin knew that the wind bottle in his hand was worth this price from the very beginning, but they didn't expect that someone would come to buy his wind bottle so soon.

"Are you sure?" Ji Qinglin looked at him and asked.

"That's right." The man nodded and said with determination.

After the people on the side heard it, they began to discuss in low voices.

"No way, 200 million? Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah, what kind of bottle is that young man holding in his hand? It's worth so much money?"

"Come on, just that bottle, Taobao, you can buy it for 20 yuan."

"That's right, the quality of this bottle is not very good. I guess it must not be a genuine product, but there are still people who want to buy it for 200 million yuan!"

There were more and more people talking around, and even many people passing by the door couldn't help but come in and watch the excitement.

Lao Wu, the stall owner who sold Ji Qinglin this bottle before, just used Ji Qinglin's 20 yuan to go to the street and buy a deluxe version of pancake fruit with two eggs and two ham sausages. When he walked here, he saw a bunch of people. People gathered around here, and curiously squeezed in to watch the excitement.

Hey, isn't this the bottle I just sold? Someone actually wants to spend 200 million to buy it. It's really a fool opening the door for a fool. He's so stupid.

The stall owner, Old Wu, couldn't help sighing silently in his heart.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ji Qinglin couldn't help being a little suspicious. This person would spend 200 million to buy his own bottle as soon as he opened his mouth. Could it be that he was playing himself.

The man saw Ji Qinglin's doubts, so he said directly: "If you don't believe me, you can give me your card number, and I will send you the money right now."

Ji Qinglin thought about it, since this person said so, he probably wasn't lying to himself, and if it was 200 million, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

(End of this chapter)

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