Leisurely Taoyuan

Chapter 310
The foreigner pretended to be shocked, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, it costs 30 yuan for such a small thing. You are opening a black shop to steal money!"

Zhang Dajian was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a dry smile: "Boss, you misunderstood, I didn't say 30, but 300 million!"

"What?" The foreigner's two eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Boss, are you kidding me? It's just such a piece of shit, can it be worth 300 million? If you want 30, I think it's too high!"

Smith shook his head like a rattle, and said contemptuously: "You Chinese are dishonest, and you know how to deceive others. I'm not so stupid, so I won't be fooled!"

Zhang Dajian looked bitter, and said: "Boss, I didn't lie to you, this thing is really worth the price!"

"Hmph, sell it to a ghost at this price, I won't buy it!" Smith sneered.

Zhang Dajian just felt that it didn't make sense, he finally got a deal, how could he just watch it slip away?

You know, the antique business is off-season recently, and many antique shops have never opened!
So Zhang Dajian took a breath and reluctantly asked Smith: "Boss, how much do you think is appropriate?"

There was a sly smile on the corner of Smith's mouth: "Hehe, I think 20 is about the same!"

"What? 20?" Zhang Dajian exclaimed loudly.

This thing is worth several million, but this foreigner only gave it 20!
Zhang Dajian almost vomited blood out of anger.

Unexpectedly, Smith continued to taunt and said: "It's just a broken spittoon, what is it worth! I can give you 20, and it's all a compliment! Boss, don't be ignorant of flattery. Come on, just 20!" Wan sold it to me. If you are not happy, I will turn around and leave!"

The Smiths had a haughty look on their faces, and they looked at each other similarly, showing a smug smile.

They decided that Zhang Dajian was lying to them, because in their eyes, Chinese people are dishonest and like to lie.

They were proud of exposing Zhang Dajian's "conspiracy".

Suddenly, a loud voice said: "Just this kind of pottery, 20, give me 100 pieces, and I will accept them all!"

Mr. and Mrs. Smith quickly turned around and saw the young man blocking the door just now.

Smith said angrily: "You brat, it's none of your business if I buy something, get out of here right now!"

The young man was busy with Wang Xiaoyu, and said with a smile: "You come to buy things, and I am also here to buy antiques, why should I let you?"

"Just like you, you deserve to buy antiques. Can you afford them? Hmph, you Chinese like to slap your face to look fat, too impetuous!" Smith looked at Wang Xiaoyu and said with a snort.

He decided that Wang Xiaoyu, dressed as a migrant worker, would definitely not be able to spend 20 yuan to buy this antique.

In his perception, Chinese farmers are very poor.How can you afford to buy antiques when you can't even eat on weekdays?

Wang Xiaoyu snorted coldly, ignored Smith and walked directly to Zhang Dajian.

"Boss Zhang, you are not interesting enough. You have agreed to sell all the ancient ceramics to me. Why are you selling them to foreigners? These antiques are our Chinese cultural treasures. What a big deal if they fall overseas!"

After Wang Xiaoyu said this, Zhang Dajian finally understood.

Immediately regretted it in my heart, I was really obsessed with money just now, I almost did something stupid!

When Zhang Dajian woke up, he immediately brought back the ancient pottery and said to the foreigner, "If you don't buy it, I won't sell it to you!"

This time, it was Smith's turn to be anxious.He didn't expect that Zhang Dajian would suddenly stop selling it, so he said anxiously: "What do you mean? Why don't you sell it to me if you agreed to sell it to me? You Chinese don't count what you say, and you don't believe what you say. look down!"

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't bear it anymore.

He retorted: "We Chinese do business with principles, and we only do business with honest and trustworthy people, and we will never do business with treacherous people!"

Smith was furious and shouted, "How dare you call me a cunning person?"

Wang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "If you want to buy something worth millions, you only want to buy it for 20. What is it if you're not a treacherous person?"

"You..." Smith couldn't say no to Wang Xiaoyu, trembling with anger.

"Brat, are you spoiling my good deeds, right? Hmph, just wait!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Zhang Dajian, and said, "Boss, I will buy it sincerely, and I will add another 30 to you, making a total of 50. Don't talk about it, just sell it to me!"

Wang Xiaoyu only thought it was ridiculous and said loudly to Zhang Dajian: "Boss Zhang, I will pay 300 million!"

Smith almost fell headfirst to the ground.

"Stinky boy, what are you kidding? I think you came here sincerely to make trouble!" Smith yelled angrily.

But Wang Xiaoyu took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it directly to Zhang Dajian.

"Boss Zhang, swipe the card!" Wang Xiaoyu said very grandly.

Zhang Dajian was very happy, knowing that Wang Xiaoyu was not joking, he quickly took the bank card over, and swiped out 300 million in minutes.

Seeing this scene, Smith believed that Wang Xiaoyu really wanted to buy ancient ceramics.

Unexpectedly, this broken spittoon really sold for 300 million. He regretted it so much that he wanted to hit the wall.It can be seen from this that ancient ceramics are a rare treasure. I blame my poor eyesight for not seeing it.

Wang Xiaoyu paid the money and held the spittoon in his arms.

He turned around and said to the foreigner with a smile, "I'm sorry, this piece of ancient ceramics is mine, so don't think about it anymore."

Smith's heart trembled, and he pointed to the ancient pottery and asked in amazement, "What is the origin of it?"

Wang Xiaoyu is not an ancient player, and naturally he doesn't know the origin of this ceramic, but he can see that it contains a strong aura with the naked eye, and knows that it is a valuable antique.

"Hehe, Boss Zhang just said that the things of Shang and Zhou Dynasties have a history of thousands of years. If you buy it and return to your country, you can sell it for at least this amount!"

Wang Xiaoyu stretched out two fingers and said slowly, "2 million!"

"Ah!" Smith exclaimed, then shook his head: "How is it possible, you gave him 300 million just now, how could it be worth so much money!"

Wang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "I said, you can only sell so much money when you return to your country, because rare things are more expensive, and there are still many ancient ceramics like this in our country!"

Shi Miyousi came to his senses suddenly, and immediately regretted so much that his intestines turned green.

If you bought it for 300 million at the beginning and sold it for 2000 million, you would make a fortune!
His eyes were fixed on the pottery in Wang Xiaoyu's hand, with a greedy look on his face.

"Boy, you bought it for 300 million, sell it to me now, and I'll pay you 400 million!" Smith said suddenly, narrowing his eyes.

"As you just said, it's only worth 300 million in your country. If you sell it to me, you can make 100 million immediately. It's such a bargain!"

Smith believed that Wang Xiaoyu would sell it to him. Who doesn't want to make money?
But unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyu smiled lightly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, even if you give me 1 million, I won't sell it to you! Because we Chinese don't do business with cunning villains! Get out of here!" "

"You..." Smith didn't expect that Wang Xiaoyu wouldn't sell it, and his face was livid with anger, and a trace of ferocity flashed across his eyes.

"Boy, don't regret it!"

"I will never regret it, take it easy!" Wang Xiaoyu said arrogantly.

Smith gave a heavy "hum" and left angrily with his wife.

Only then did Zhang Dajian heave a sigh of relief, and said gratefully to Wang Xiaoyu: "Brother Xiaoyu, thank you for showing up in time and buying ancient ceramics. If you sell them to foreigners, you will definitely not be able to sell them at this price!"

Wang Xiaoyu was puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Why do you have to sell it to a foreigner? He lowered the price, so you don't have to sell it!"

Zhang Dajian sighed helplessly: "Brother Xiaoyu must not know. The antique business has been very bleak recently. There is not a single piece sold in a few months. Many antique shops have closed down and closed. If I sell two antiques, my business won’t be able to survive!”

(End of this chapter)