The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The old man's face turned pale with fear.

Although there was no pain, the sound of the bones breaking was terrifying.

He looked at his legs and tried to move them, but found that he couldn't move them.

"you you……"

The old man looked at Li Muchen as if he were seeing a demon from hell.

Li Muchen still smiled and said in a very calm tone: "Next is the waist."

"No! Don't!" The old man's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.

"No? Why don't you? Don't you want to lose money?" Li Muchen asked.

"Yes, yes! Don't pay! I don't want to pay!" the old man said hurriedly.

"How about that? Weren't you bitten by a dog?"

"No, no, I didn't bite it, I just bit my clothes."

"Then you were injured too!"

"No, I didn't fall. It's none of her business. It's my own fault."

"Your fault? Where did you go wrong?"

"I...I saw that the blanket on the trolley was pretty good. I saw a blanket like this in Panjiayuan. It was very valuable, so I wanted to go and have a look."

Now, people understood.

"Oh, it turns out that I'm interested in someone else's blanket."

"What are you looking at? I just want to take a walk."

"It turns out he's not a thief, he's a thief!"

"Hey, this old guy is a total embarrassment to the people of the capital!"

Some people also focused on the blanket and said:

"It's a really good blanket, but it's too dirty. If he hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed."

“How much is a tattered blanket worth?”

"You don't understand this! This is an old Tibetan rug, and it's not an ordinary Tibetan rug. The painting on it looks like a thangka. Look at this woman, she came from the Tibetan area. She must be genuine. She's worth at least a few dollars. Ten thousand."

"Hey, the old guy is quite discerning! You can see all this, why don't you go to Panjiayuan to pick up leaks and come here to be a thief!"

People said something to each other, but the old man on the ground didn't listen at all.

He had never been so scared.

He knew very well that with the slightest move of the evil god in front of him, his life would be gone.

In front of the real strong man, all scoundrels are just paper tigers.

The methods that have been effective in the past, whether it is selling old clothes to vulnerable groups, or crying and rolling on the ground, are not effective.

My life is in someone else's hands.

Li Muchen knew that this old man was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart and a thief.

This kind of person should cherish his life. He is also very good at sizing up situations.

"Since you like that blanket very much, why not buy it. As long as the price is reasonable, I might sell it."

When Li Muchen saw that the woman refused to accept other people's money just now, he knew that this woman was very principled and she would not accept any money offered to her. Then I came up with the idea of ​​letting this old man bleed some blood.

"Okay, I'll buy it," the old man said.

"Then how much do you plan to pay?"

"I'll pay...a thousand!"

"A thousand?" Li Muchen put his hand on the old man's other leg.

The old man said quickly: "Two thousand! Oh no, five thousand! Five thousand!"

Seeing that Li Muchen had no intention of taking his hand away, the old man became cruel, raised a finger and said, "Ten...ten thousand!"

Li Muchen nodded and said, "Okay, then go talk to that elder sister."

As he spoke, he patted the old man's leg gently.

The old man found that his legs could move again.

He stood up carefully and took two steps. There was indeed no problem.

He wasn't sure if it was a hallucination or if it was real. But he didn't dare to try again, let alone question Li Muchen.

Even if it was just an illusion, he didn't want to try that horrible feeling again.

Seeing the old man stand up and walk properly, people laughed even more, completely forgetting that just a few minutes ago, the object of their ridicule was the woman opposite.

Li Muchen didn't know how much that blanket was worth in the antique market. He just thought that the old man would pay two thousand yuan for the vaccine. Ten thousand yuan would be the limit for him. Any more would probably cost his life.

The old man took out his mobile phone and said to the woman: "Do you have Alipay? I will transfer [-] yuan to you."

The woman shook her head in shock and said: "I don't have Alipay, and this blanket is not worth [-] yuan. If you want it, just give it to you, and treat it as my Duoji to apologize to you."

The old man's eyes flickered twice, showing a hint of excitement, but suddenly he remembered something, and he trembled all over, saying: "No, no, it's valuable, it's valuable. You don't have to apologize to me, I moved the blanket first, your dog That’s why you bit me.”

He insisted on transferring money to the woman.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone in the crowd say: "Sell me this blanket, I'll pay [-]."

This is a middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit, holding two iron balls in his hands.

The crowd burst into sighs and turned their attention to the middle-aged man.

The expression on the old man's face changed, and he seemed to be a little annoyed. He said to the middle-aged man: "Oh, this is my business. Don't get involved."

But the middle-aged man said: "Who wants to get involved in your affairs? It's a business, the one with the highest price gets it."

The old man said: "I have a fate with this blanket, and I have a fate with this eldest sister, and I also made the price first. Do you understand the rules? When I negotiate the price, you can't get involved. You have to wait for the seller to reject me. , you come again.”

"Oh, you thief, tell me the rules!" The middle-aged man sneered, "Do you think this is Panjiayuan? Why, you haven't succeeded in stealing, but you want to pick up the leaks? Let me tell you, the world is not like that It’s a cheap thing. When it comes to fate, everyone who meets it has a fate. I’ll give you [-] yuan, and if you have the ability, you can increase the price!”

Others also booed: "Yes, if you want, just increase the price!"

The old man's eyelids trembled, and his expression changed. He was no longer as vulgar as before, and instantly turned into a shrewd businessman. He said, "Okay, then I will give you [-] yuan. Anyway, I have a fate with this eldest sister, so I will donate it as a donation." Treat her child."

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man sneered and said, "Fifty thousand!"

The old man was taken aback, hesitated, and said in a deep voice: "Sixty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand!" said the middle-aged man.

This time, the old man said without hesitation: "Ninety thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!"

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One hundred and sixty thousand!"

The old man always adds ten thousand to the middle-aged man.

The plot is a bit magical, and people can't understand it.

Even Li Muchen found it amazing, only to realize that he had underestimated this old man.

A person who knows how to spend two thousand yuan can actually get so much money!

Or maybe this blanket is so valuable?

When the middle-aged man called "two hundred thousand", the old man finally shut up.

It seems that [-] is his limit.

I don’t know if it was the limit of his financial resources or the limit of what he thought the value of this blanket was.

Seeing that the old man stopped talking, the middle-aged man laughed.

Just as he was walking out of the crowd triumphantly, he suddenly heard someone say:

"I want this blanket, five hundred thousand!"

People turned around in surprise.

I saw a man walking out of the gate of Baicaotang. He looked to be in his sixties and slightly fat. He was also wearing a Tang suit. It was not hot today, but he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

When the Baicaotang security guard saw him, he immediately stood up and shouted: "Master Bai!"