Collecting rags and leaks live broadcast, making huge profit of 100,000 times at the beginning

"You!"

Listening to Wang Heng openly scolding himself for being a dog.

He Zhu was so angry that he picked up his fists on the spot and wanted to hit someone.

He has grown so big, and after so many years of mixing on this street, no one has ever dared to scold himself like this!

But before he could act, he felt like he was nailed and couldn't move, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha~"

The weird laughter combined with the crying and laughing appearance made people full of joy.

Luo Shiren looked at the situation, and stepped forward curiously and asked, "Boss He, what are you doing here?"

I'm guilty haha.. NMD disease haha..".

He Zhusheng laughed and scolded at the same time, and tears of anxiety flowed down.

He didn't know why, he suddenly just wanted to laugh, and his body couldn't move, so it could be said that everyone was thrown to his grandmother's house.

The most infuriating thing is that the person he wants to beat is standing not far in front of him at the moment.

He also looked at himself arrogantly

!"Boss Luo, why don't you contact the veterinarian quickly! This is in your shop, it won't be good if this old dog dies laughing! Now many people have died in their homes, and they are as sad as their dead father!" "

Eh, young man, you should keep some virtue

!" Although he knew the contradiction between Wang Heng and He Zhusheng.

But looking at He Zhusheng's unlucky appearance, he still couldn't bear it and persuaded him.

Wang Heng smiled: "Okay, for your nephew's sake, I'll give you this face, but Boss Luo, a friend of the enemy, I will never look at it as a friend~"

After saying that, Wang Heng walked straight out of the porcelain shop.

At this time, with the departure of Luo Fengyu and the JK girls, the street returned to normal again.

", Mr. Wang, what happened just now

?" "Why did that person stand there so decently and didn't move?"

"Could it be that Mr. Wang will also make Sun Dasheng's immobilization method, this is also too cool!" "Mr. Wang

, come and decrypt it!" In

the live broadcast room, netizens were curious why He Zhusheng suddenly couldn't move.

But Wang Heng only said lightly about this: "Who knows, maybe it's because I'm getting angry, and I haven't done anything."

Wang Heng denied it very thoroughly, and attributed the matter to He Zhusheng's physical condition.

But if there are careful netizens who observe repeatedly, they will find that the moment He Zhusheng raised his hand, the air under his armpit was obviously distorted, as if an invisible force hit the laughing hole under his armpit.

After wandering around for a while, Wang Heng came to a stall.

The owner of the stall was a middle-aged woman in her 40s, dressed in an extremely modest manner, wearing a thick mask on her face, making it difficult to see her face.

However, through the eyebrows, eyes and bones, you can still see the strong Western Regions.

"Young man, my stall is full of good treasures, all things from the Yuan and Ming dynasties, 500~1000 are sold cheaply, if you like it, you must not miss it!"

Wang Heng listened to the shouts of this rotten street, and smiled directly: "Auntie, your thing is good, but the price is a bit high, 5 yuan a catty, how about I pack it all and take it away?"

As soon as Wang Heng said this, the aunt's face suddenly darkened.

Several stall owners around also swept their eyes over.

The aunt scolded angrily: "Young man, if you go to another place to collect waste, this is an antique street, not a waste recycling street!

There are real and fake in the antique market, this is what I deliberately put here to confuse you!"

was pointed out by Wang Heng with a fake, and the aunt was suddenly a little at a loss.

Hurriedly casually made an excuse.

But Wang Heng, who was scolded, didn't intend to let her go like this, and said directly: "Then what do you want to say about this master's cup? The glaze red is known as ten kilns and nine failures, not to mention the 72 processes of this master, the Tao is prohibitive, and it can be said that there is not one in a hundred." But you have a few here, more than in the museum!"

"I... I..."

The aunt was so frightened that she had no temper, and I didn't follow up for a long time, and I was embarrassed to death.

Wang

Heng looked at the embarrassed appearance of the aunt and said with a smile: "If you don't understand, don't mess around." Although you are disrespectful to the elderly, I am still willing to give you another chance, three hundred yuan, I will pack it all and take it all. I warn you, after this village, there will be no such shop

!" "Okay!"

though full of reluctance.

But looking at the eyes of the people around her, the aunt also knew that her stall today was in vain.

After Wang Heng directly transferred 300 to his aunt, he packed up the stall and left in style, but after a while, he found a relatively large antique shop on this street and walked straight in.

"Hello sir, may I ask what is the matter?"

Although the door of the antique shop was open, there was only a man in a horse coat in the shop, tending to the contents of the shop.

Seeing Wang Heng enter the door, he didn't care that Wang Heng was dressed plainly, and said hello with a smile, which was very polite.

"Of course, I come to the antique shop to sell some treasures.

Wang Heng walked in front of the man with a smile and spread out the stall of goods.

After taking out two plates from them and placing them on the table, he made a gesture of invitation to the man.

The man smiled in response, picked up the two plates, and looked at them carefully, and immediately looked surprised.

"These two plates are glazed goose yellow, and there are traces of jumping knives at the bottom of the edges, how do they look like the style of the Ming Dynasty, the colors and patterns on it, but they are not like the Ming Dynasty, and they look really weird. "

This low is written in the year of Xuande of the Ming Dynasty... But it doesn't look like it. "

Friend, where did you get this treasure from?"

the man looked at it more and more curiously, and finally put the plate back on the table with a puzzled expression.

Wang Heng said with a smile: "I have a bag of 300 plates, which are Ming Dynasty objects imitated by craftsmen in the late Qing Dynasty, and it is normal for you to look strange."

"The porcelain plate of the Qing imitation Ming is interesting, let me take a look."

As soon as Wang Heng's words fell, a woman with a long ponytail walked out from behind the pillar and looked at the plates on the table curiously.

But soon, she frowned and asked, "How can you be so sure that you are clear and clear?" "

Uh..."

Wang Heng pointed to the plate in his hand and said with a smile: "Insiders look at the doorway, outsiders look at the excitement, whether this thing is real or fake, it's all marked on that pattern." "