Treasure hunt in warehouse, start awakening treasure appraisal system

Chapter 20
Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at Su Jie.

Only then did he realize that there were still people in the small shop, and an embarrassing situation almost occurred.

"I, it's nothing, I just take a look."

The middle-aged man said a word, then looked at it in the small shop by himself.

It seems that he is observing to see which item suits his liking before purchasing.

From the inside to the outside, he walked from the door of the store to the inside of the store little by little.

Soon, he stopped in front of a typewriter.

His eyes also stayed on it.

This typewriter is the old German Reika typewriter that Su Jie drove out of the container.

"Sir, this typewriter is clearly not worth the price."

The middle-aged man spoke in English.

Su Jie frowned, "My guest, this typewriter is at this price."

He spoke in fluent English.

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"No, you have to know that only a good brand and a good age can a typewriter have such a price, and obviously, your typewriter does not meet the conditions I said before."

Su Jie guessed in his heart, could it be that this guy thinks this typewriter is too expensive?
But what did he mean by that?
"I don't know what you mean by that, guest?"

Su Jie frowned and looked at the fat man.

The fat man said with a smile on his face: "As I just said, since your product does not meet the requirements I mentioned before, then this product should not have such a high price."

"Then I don't know, guest, what is the price of this typewriter in your mind?"

"Hmm~"

The fat man deliberately looked like he was thinking.

His right hand rubbed the sparse beard on his chin.

Immediately, two fingers deep.

"$20?"

Su Jie deliberately said a price that was twice the price he stated.

The fat man twitched his eyes and shook his head, "No no no."

"Then 200 million? Unexpectedly, you are so generous as a customer? You are willing to pay 200 million to buy such a typewriter."

Su Jie made a gesture of gratitude on purpose.

The fat man didn't want to be too pretentious and said directly: "Two hundred dollars."

"Two hundred? Why don't you rob a bank? You rob a bank with more than two hundred!"

Su Jie's face darkened, and he cursed directly.

"I said you! How can you talk like that?"

"What's wrong with me talking like this? Do you really think I don't know? This Reika German typewriter is an old model and costs at least one hundred thousand dollars now. Do you really think I don't know? Or is it a lie? Don’t know?”

The fat man's face became a little embarrassed.

But he still said bravely: "No, no, no, how could I be wrong? This typewriter of yours is not what you said."

"Although yours is fake, it's worth two hundred dollars."

"roll!"

Su Jie cursed directly, and even wanted to push the fat man who was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Hey, hey, don't push me. I'm telling you, this is in the Lighthouse Country. I can charge you with intentional injury."

Seeing that it didn't make sense, the fat man actually started talking about the law.

"Then believe it or not, I will directly sue you for trespassing on my private territory? I can even kill you right here!"

Suddenly, Su Jie's eyes became cold.

The fat man was terrified.

He didn't dare to look at Su Jie.

The flower-growing countryman in front of me seems to be more than just talking.

From the look in his eyes, he could tell that he wasn't trying to scare him.

This man might actually kill him.

The fat white man swallowed, thought for a moment, and said, "Five hundred dollars?"

"roll!"

Su Jie pushed him out directly.

The fat white man thought for a while, then walked into the shop again.

"What else are you doing in here?"

The fat white man saw Su Jie take out a compound bow from a cabinet.

Faintly aiming at him.

"Hey, don't get excited, don't get excited, I'll take another look, I'll take another look."

Su Jie frowned and looked at the fat man.

Measured up and down.

This doesn't look like a master without money.

Why is this thing worth only one hundred thousand dollars, and it still looks like it is searching for something?

As everyone knows, the him two days ago was still running around for the livelihood of his brother and sister.

Today's one hundred thousand is just a mere amount.

Perhaps, this is a transformation of mentality.

"I don't want that typewriter anymore, I just want to see it."

Seeing that Su Jie wanted to drive him out, he hurriedly pointed to a small ceramic bowl that was simple in style but very elegant in appearance.

"This, I bought."

The price of this small ceramic bowl is one hundred dollars.

Su Jie looked at him suspiciously, but after thinking about it, he took out the small ceramic bowl and sold it to him.

"This guy doesn't look like a good person. The 100 yuan small ceramic bowl is a fake. Why did this guy buy it back?"

Su Jie was thinking in his heart, but he didn't say it, but quietly watched the fat figure of the fat white man leaving.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Su Jie was going to pick up Su Fangya from school.

Generally, there is no need to pick up at noon. It is better to pick up in the afternoon when the evening is approaching.

And just when he was about to go out, suddenly, a phone rang.

He looked at the phone, fifteen numbers, but the last four numbers looked like an international code.

The first eleven digits start with one.

He lived in the United States since he was a child, and he didn't know that the phone number of the flower-growing country is eleven, and it starts with the first.

Is it a scam call?
After thinking about it, I hung up.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Zhong, who was calling, heard the call was hung up.

The person you are calling is busy...

Wang Zhong was slightly taken aback.

What the hell?

His phone was hung up?
This is really strange!
This is in China, who would dare to hang up his phone?

He thought about it, and dialed the number again.

However, the phone was hung up again.

"Xiao Zhong? How are you? Have you contacted me?"

Wang Zhong shook his head, "Teacher, the phone has been hung up."

Wang Zhong turned his head, looked at his teacher, and shrugged helplessly.

"Well, if you beat me again, our colleagues who work abroad were taken away by the police for some reason. I don't know what will happen? Hey~"

Chen Xinghua sighed, wondering what happened to the comrade working abroad?

Could it be because his identity was found out?
Now being tormented by the enemy?
With these thoughts in mind, he looked at Wang Zhong again.

He had also heard about what happened there.

It seems that Fei Jiu walked into someone's shop, and was taken away by the police in a blink of an eye.

The whole thing was very baffling.

The cause and effect are not clear.

People were taken away in a daze.

Chen Xinghua also felt a little guilty.

After all, he was the one who mentioned this matter. If it was because of him...

(End of this chapter)