Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

Since you want to get him into the trap, you must say something that interests him!

Fan Rengui nodded in agreement and said: "Of course, no one in this circle knows that Ding Mao only bought a hundred or so yuan at a street stall and sold it for ten or twenty thousand yuan. Now he and We are not on the same level at all!”

Wang Bo was a little shocked. He and Ding Mao had been together in the sports school for nearly a year, but he had never found that Ding Mao had this ability.

Could it be that he had some special opportunities during the two or three years he was out?

"Then you are all playing this game and you should all know this. How can you let him get such a big advantage?"

Seeing Wang Bo curiously asking, Fan Rengui gave both true and false explanations.

"Although we are all doing this, our methods are different. No one knows everything. What's more, we are just pure porters of first-line goods. We can't compare with others. It's normal to lose things!"

As he said that, he started to make up a story for Wang Bo!

"Take me for example, have you ever come across something good? I definitely have. Two years ago, I collected a porcelain bowl. In our eyes, it didn't seem to be a very valuable thing, so the boss gave it to me. We would be happy if it cost one or two thousand, but who would have thought that it could be sold for hundreds of thousands!"

While talking, he also observed Wang Bo's expression, and when he saw that he was excited, he sighed!

"Hey! After all, our place is small, with few contacts and little information. These people are all monks halfway. To be honest, there are not many who know everything, but we all learn from the common people in the countryside. The things collected from us are generally not wrong, but the value is not grasped well!"

Then he started making up stories and examples again!

"Some time ago, I received a copper circle with writing on it. We didn't know what it was used for. I sold it for twenty or thirty, and then others resold it for one or two thousand. This kind of thing happens a lot. How about you see Ding They all like to visit street stalls, because they know that the goods we receive are from the right source and the prices are low, so we can get a lot of bargains out of them!”

Fan Rengui saw that Wang Bo was not old and his clothes were not very clean. He probably might not be able to come up with too much money, so the story was not too big!

And the story he made up is not high-end, but very practical. It not only explains why others can take advantage of him, but also makes the other party believe in the origin of his goods, lowering their defensiveness, and at the same time arouses their desire to buy goods. !

Many people in the antiques circle sell goods, but what they actually sell are stories!

Wang Bo is obviously a little tempted. Looking at the unicorn in his hand, the more he looks at it, the more beautiful it becomes!

"Then how much does your pair of unicorns cost?"

Observing words and emotions is an essential skill for setting up a stall in an antique store. You will know that the story you made up about picking up missing items will make the other party believe it!

"Let me tell you, it took me a lot of trouble to get this pair. They were given to me by others, and they say they have been passed down for several generations. It happened that a fortune teller said that there were no birth dates for these people in their family. Such great blessings cannot support these pair of unicorns, so I have to take them back at all costs!"

Then he pointed at the Qilin in Wang Bo's hand.

"You look at Qilin's eyes, how lively, powerful and domineering they are, how detailed and beautiful the craftsmanship is!"

Seeing Wang Bo's eyes moving in the direction of his finger, and nodding his head in cooperation from time to time, Fan Rengui felt happy, this is another easy deceiver!

"Normally I would have paid 3000 yuan for such a beautiful Qilin. Since you know Ding Mao, it must be cheaper. I can sell it to you for 2200 yuan!"

This was Wang Bo's first time encountering this thing. It was too expensive and he definitely wouldn't have the guts to go to court!

So he curled his lips, shook his head and said, "It's too expensive, 300 yuan is okay!"

When Fan Rengui heard this, he immediately said: "Brother, you'd better let it go. I can't even accept this price. If it doesn't work, you can study something else!"

Wang Bo did not put down the unicorns in his hands and said: "There is no other meaning. I just think these unicorns are good-looking. You can tell me what is the lowest price I can sell them for?"

The smile on Fan Rengui's face didn't change much, but he was laughing evilly in his heart. I can't control you even though you're like this!

"Little brother, because you are Ding Mao's friend, I don't dare to ask for anything more. You can't pay back like this even if you counteroffer. Anyone else would definitely be angry! Let's see, you've already spoken, and I won't I’ll give you 200 yuan cheaper, and I’ll sell it to you for exactly 2000 yuan!”

Wang Bo looked at the Kirin in his hand and then at Fan Rengui. He hesitated and said, "I don't have much money. You quoted such a high price, but I can't afford it even if I want to buy it. For 500 yuan, I'll sell it to you." Pay now!"

"No, no, no, no!"

Fan Rengui waved his hands repeatedly, trying to take back the Qilin from Wang Bo.

"Regardless of whether the price I quoted is high or low, the price you gave me is like a joke. I paid six to seven hundred for this thing!"

Wang Bo, on the other hand, held the Qilin tightly in his hand and took out the money from his pocket.

"Look, I really only have this little money. The whole price should be 800 yuan. If you can sell it, I will take it. If you don't sell it, then I really have nothing to do!"

Fan Rengui deliberately pretended to be embarrassed.

"It cost me six to seven hundred to collect this thing. I don't make any money at this price!"

"This is my first antique purchase from you, so I have to give you some face! Besides, you won't lose 800, so just let me do it. No matter how much you want, I can't pay it out!"

Wang Bo smiled flatteringly and discussed with him, seeing that he seemed really embarrassed.

Then he said: "Besides, if I buy it back, I won't be able to sell it. If I take it back, I'll just put it on display and you won't lose any money. Doesn't this make you a profit of two hundred per head!"

Fan Rengui then pretended to be cruel and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I think these two unicorns are destined to you, so I'll give them to you!"

Seeing that Fan Rengui reluctantly agreed, Wang Bo quickly collected the change and handed over the entire ticket of 800 yuan, fearing that he would regret it again!

"Thank you, brother. I will come back to you when I buy things from now on!"

After taking the money, Fan Rengui briefly checked it and put it in his pocket. He knew in his heart that it would be unrealistic for him to spend more money. However, for 800 yuan, he still made a little more than [-] yuan, and he was very satisfied!

"Okay, if you need anything in the future, just come to me, our goods are all purchased by ordinary people, and the price is cheap!

Wang Bo nodded in agreement, then happily took the pair of unicorns and left, with endless expectations in his heart!

Naturally, Ding Mao didn't know what happened after he left. Even if he knew, he wouldn't want to take care of it. Neither of them were on the right path, and he didn't want to have anything to do with either of them!

He even told Meng Qingchan and Han Yalin to try not to have anything to do with Wang Bo in the future!