Portable Museum

"none of your business?"

"You disturbed my business, what do you say it has nothing to do with me?

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. Didn't your parents teach you this sentence? "Zhang Junping stared at the pretty girl, and pressed down on the pretty girl without reservation.

"Little brother, I offended you just now, and I apologize to you on her behalf!" Suddenly, a white-haired old man in a double-breasted coat stepped between Zhang Junping and the charming girl, and cupped his fists at Zhang Junping.

"Hehe, the old man is finally willing to come out?" Zhang Junping looked at the old man and sneered.

"Little brother, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. This is what we did wrong. I apologize to you on her behalf." The white-haired old man clasped his fists at Zhang Junping again.

"The old man is so calculating! Disrupt my business, and just apologize?" Zhang Junping stared at the white-haired old man and sneered.

Originally, Zhang Junping really thought that the one who disrupted the situation was a pretty girl who didn't understand anything.

It's really not good to argue with him like that, the most is to cheat her and vent her anger.

As a result, the next performance of the pretty girl surprised Zhang Junping.

What kind of savage girl is this, she is clearly a colleague with superman acting skills.

This is prying their own market.

In this way, Zhang Junping will not be polite.

After hiding in the crowd and observing the situation, Zhang Junping stood up and asked for an explanation.

One old, one young, plus a few bodyguards, Zhang Junping really didn't pay attention to them.

All the aura on his body pressed towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's expression changed, and he realized that he had kicked on the iron board.

Just relying on this momentum and murderous aura, it is not something ordinary people can provoke.

The key is that the other party is still so young.

"How can you get over this matter?" The white-haired old man asked with sweat on his forehead.

Momentum and murderous aura, this thing is very mysterious, do you think it exists, yes!

In the terms of fantasy novels or fairy tale novels, it is called spiritual coercion.

In fact, it really has something to do with the spirit.

For example, when students and teachers stare at you, you will feel flustered.

Also, a prestigious leader can make you so nervous that you can't speak just by using your eyes without talking.

And when the thief faced the police, he was terrified with just one look.

"These bone china are all made 100 years ago, although the current market price is only five hundred marks.

However, after ten years, let's count it as ten years!One piece is worth at least $[-].

Four hundred pieces of bone china, $400 million. "Zhang Junping laughed.

"You're blackmailing!" Before the white-haired old man could speak, the charming woman shouted first.

"You can be used as blackmail! You can leave now!

It's just..." Zhang Junping smiled, a pistol suddenly appeared in his hand, he twirled a few flowers in his hand, and then disappeared again.

"You can also ask your bodyguards to come out and try!" Zhang Junping said with a smile again.

The white-haired old man really had this idea, and asked the bodyguards to subdue Zhang Junping first.

As for the police, there are plenty of ways.

However, seeing the pistol that suddenly appeared and then disappeared in Zhang Junping's hand, the white-haired old man completely gave up this idea.

This is not ordinary people, they can't afford to provoke them.

Old people in the world are timid, and the white-haired old man can't afford to gamble.

"Little brother, 400 million dollars, even if I go bankrupt, I won't be able to get it out!

You see, a little less, stay a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future. "

"How much are you going to take?"

"$40, that's all I can come up with!"

"Okay! That's 40!" Zhang Junping said with a smile, "However, leave those two wrenches in your hand."

The expression of the white-haired old man changed, "Little brother, do you really want to force yourself? Do you want to do everything right?"

"I said, you can also ignore everything and just leave.

Or that $40 plus two wrenches on your fingers.

What, I'm not good enough to talk? Zhang Junping shrugged and laughed.

"Or, I don't want 40 yuan at all, and you just keep those two finger rings and the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Is this enough? "

As soon as Zhang Junping's words came out, the pretty girl was so frightened that she quickly grabbed her wrist.

The white-haired old man's expression changed again and again, knowing that he had met an expert.

The two jade wrench fingers in my hand were handed down from the Qing palace, one was the wrench finger used by Emperor Kangxi, and the other was the finger wrench used by Emperor Qianlong.

The jade bracelet on my granddaughter's wrist is a Hetian mutton fat jade bracelet with cloud patterns.

It is also recorded in the archives of the Qing Palace, Cixi's favorite jade bracelet.

Any of these three items are good items that cannot be bought with money, and they are not willing to give them away.

Chapter 212 The Jade Pestle Alliance

"Okay! I admit it today!

Mountains are high and rivers are long, we will meet again later! "The white-haired old man finally chose to give in.

Wrote a check for $400 million to Zhang Junping.

It looked as if Zhang Junping just said a few words, took out his pistol and twirled it around a few times, and played with guns, the old man with white hair succumbed, as if it was a child's play.

However, without personal experience, I will never know how much pressure Zhang Junping brings to the other party.

It can be recalled that Zhang Junping once looked at the Siberian tiger, competed in momentum, and forced the Siberian tiger away.

How can ordinary people bear such an aura?

That is to say, the old man, who came from the war years, experienced the hail of bullets, and has the skills to hold on.

If it was a charming girl, she would have been so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.

After the white-haired old man handed over the check to Zhang Junping, he took his granddaughter and walked away quickly.

After leaving the flea market, I got into a Maybach and slumped in the car.

All clothes are soaked.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" the pretty girl asked anxiously in fright.

"Grandpa is fine, just take it easy.

After walking too much at night, it's finally a ghost!

Girl, remember in the future, you must never use such bad rules again.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the antique shop, there are countless strange people and strange things.

Maybe at any time, he will kick the iron board.

Today is a lesson. "The white-haired old man shook his head and smiled wryly, educating his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, is it as powerful as you said?

Isn't he just a young man? "

"Miss, the master is right, even though that person didn't look at us just now, it gave me the feeling that I was being targeted by a tiger.

As long as I dare to move, I will be torn to pieces by the tiger. "The captain of the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat said with a wry smile.

He was also defending himself, the foreigners nearby didn't know what happened just now.

Because Zhang Junping and the old man have always communicated in Mandarin.

However, the captain of the bodyguard knew that if he didn't come out to protect the master and miss, it would be dereliction of duty.

"I know that you were right not to come out. If you did, you might face even crazier revenge from the other party."

"Grandpa, what about it? Didn't it just mess up one of his deals, those bone china are not worth a lot of money." The charming girl said somewhat unacceptably.

"It's not a question of more money and less money, but that we broke the rules!

In the antique business, the rules are greater than the sky!

Without the rules, the antique shop would not exist.

Countless people who rely on antiques for a living will also lose their jobs. "The white-haired old man explained with a wry smile.

He understands all these principles, but he has forgotten some rules after staying abroad for too long.

Tasting the sweetness of breaking the rules again and again made him a little carried away.

I came to Prussia this time because I got a treasure map of a Nazi treasure by chance. I came here to inquire about the news and make plans.

As a result, I met Royal Worcester bone china, and I was so greedy that I caused such a big trouble.

Fortunately, it was finally possible to deal with the loss of money and disaster relief.

Zhang Junping took the check and looked at the signature on it: Weng Xingqing.

Couldn't help cursing: It turned out to be this old thing.

If I had known earlier, the knife would have been cut harder.

However, this knife is not light.

Weng Xingqing's main property is still those precious books and antique calligraphy and paintings inherited from Weng Tonghe.

The assets are tens of millions.

Putting the check away, Zhang Junping squatted in front of the bone china booth again, and asked with a smile, "Ten marks a piece, send it to the warehouse for me, how about it?"

Although the stall owner's actions were not authentic, Zhang Junping never got angry with money.

It's still the same sentence: You can't kill me with a single shot, I will come back to life, and I will still do business with you, as long as the price is fair.

"Sell!" The stall owner stared at Zhang Junping for a while, then gritted his teeth.

Although he knew that his bone china must be worth more money, but he set up a stall to sell it, and he didn't know when it would be sold.

It's better to sell it to Zhang Junping all at once, so that I can spend more time with my family.

It's a pity that it was a little late to understand the truth, otherwise it would not have become a joke at the flea market.

After the stall owner sent him the bone china to the warehouse, Zhang Junping took out his check book and wrote him a check.

Check transactions are very common in foreign countries. Basically, transactions of more than [-] yuan are made by check.

Moreover, if you trade in cash, you may be investigated by the tax department because you are suspected of tax evasion.

In Europe and the United States, carrying a large amount of cash with you may be suspected of breaking the law, and it is very troublesome to be found out.

After completing the transaction, Zhang Junping continued to visit the flea market.

There is no difference in form between flea markets and domestic temple fairs and rural fairs. The only difference is that one mainly sells new goods and the other mainly sells second-hand goods.

"How do you sell this?" Zhang Junping picked up a hairpin and asked the stall owner.

"This hairpin was left by my grandmother. It is said that it is jewelry from your mysterious east. It is gold and has precious stones on it." The stall owner introduced it to Zhang Junping before making an offer, "If you want , give a thousand marks."

"This is gilt gold, not pure gold! Pure gold is very soft and cannot be made into such jewelry.

That is to say, the gemstone you said is worth a little money, but this gemstone is too small, and there is no way to remove it.

Up to fifty marks for you! "Zhang Junping directly blocked the sole of his foot and slashed.

"Impossible! Fifty marks. Someone offered me a hundred marks just now, but I didn't sell it!"

"I'll give you a little more, sixty marks!" Zhang Junping didn't pay attention to the fact that he didn't sell the one hundred, and directly increased him by ten dollars.