Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

As for the asking price of 200, it was just a high price he said casually. In fact, Yan Bugui thought that Xu Damao must have guessed his thoughts and deliberately quoted a high price, at least a little higher than the price offered by Xu Damao's friends.

In this way, when Xu Damao told the price his friend offered, as a middleman he would not dare to deduct too much from it. After all, Xu Damao knew how much his friend offered for the bottle.

"Teacher Yan, I won't hide it from you. Your bottle does look nice, but it's not old enough. My friend can only offer 80 yuan at most, which is a huge difference from your offer of 200 yuan."

Seeing the way Yan Bugui was looking at him, Xu Damao sneered in his heart, thinking that you are such a money-grubber, but he pretended to be heartbroken on his face and continued, "Teacher Yan, don't disbelieve me. If I had said a penny less, I would not be able to make any money in the future!"

Xu Damao swore and guaranteed that what he said was true and that he absolutely did not make any profit from the price difference.

"Hey, Damao, please don't be like this. What's the relationship between us? I can't trust others, so how can I not trust you? But eighty yuan is really too little..."

Seeing Xu Damao was so sincere, Yan Bugui pretended to trust him very much. However, he felt that eighty was too few, so he put on a sad face.

But he was thinking in his heart: "Xu Damao, you are a dog that can't spit out ivory. What if you didn't make a profit? I won't eat a bite of the roast chicken and pork head on the table! This guy made at least five dollars of profit!"

As Yan Bugui was thinking, he picked up a piece of pig's snout with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth to chew. While he was chewing the food in his mouth, he was still struggling with the price of the bottle.

"Teacher Yan, eighty yuan is not a small amount! You also know the year of this bottle is right there." Xu Damao persuaded earnestly.

"Besides, my monthly salary is only 27 yuan, and yours is probably not much higher. 80 yuan is several months' salary. Why not buy something else? To be honest, only my friend can pay such a high price for that bottle."

"If you don't believe me, I'll take it back and you can sell it at the ghost market or the bazaar. It'll be fifty or sixty yuan at most! Besides, we're going to set up a stall at the ghost market together. When you see similar bottles at other stalls, you can ask the price. Then you'll know everything!"

Xu Damao continued to persuade him and even brought up the idea that they would go to the ghost market together in the future. He thought that if Yan Bugui really felt that the price of the bottle was unreasonable, he could ask him in the market himself, so that he would know that the price he offered was already reasonable.

Moreover, they will go to the ghost market together to set up a stall later. Yan Bugui can take this opportunity to understand the market conditions and check the prices of other similar items.

If Yan Bugui does not agree to the price of eighty yuan, then Xu Damao may not take him to the ghost market!

"Okay, since Damao said so, eighty is eighty!"

Yan Bugui hesitated for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, and finally agreed to sell the bottle for eighty yuan.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, I'll get you the money right away."

Xu Damao took a sip of wine and said while biting a piece of roast chicken.

"Teacher Yan, as a middleman, I didn't make a penny from this trip, but it's not without benefit. Think about it, if I sell it to my friend, won't our relationship become closer? Will the used goods I collect when I go to the village to show movies in the future have a market, right?"

"Of course, they won't like those small items, but they will definitely like the beautiful bottles like yours, Teacher Yan. Besides, birds of a feather flock together. My friend also has a small circle of friends. Even if he doesn't like this thing, he can still recommend it to his friends."

"Yes, Damao, you are right, but it's a pity that you don't become a teacher, haha!"

Yan Bugui smiled and agreed, "I also wanted to sell this bottle, so I asked Damao to help me find a buyer."

"So let's not just focus on the small profits in front of us, we need to look at the long term to make big money!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he took out eighty yuan and handed it to Yan Bugui, while also handing him a cigarette.

Yan Bugui reached out to take it, put the cigarette in his mouth and didn't rush to light it. He counted it carefully twice, and put the money into his pocket with satisfaction.

"We've almost finished drinking, let's eat!"

Xu Damao raised the wine bowl and drank the remaining wine. Then he picked up a paper bag from beside him, took out a few sesame cakes from it and placed them on the plate.

He picked up a sesame bun, broke it open, picked up a few slices of pork head and put it inside. Xu Damao took a bite and his mouth was full of oil.

"It's so enjoyable! Teacher Yan, you should try it too!"

"okay!"

Yan Bugui reached out and grabbed the sesame cake on the table.

He picked up a pancake, broke it in half like Xu Damao, put in a few slices of pork head, and couldn't wait to take a big bite.

"Hmm... delicious!" Yan Bugui chewed contentedly, with oil stains on the corners of his mouth and a satisfied smile on his face. This was free delicious food, and it would be a waste if he didn't eat it, and it would be free if he ate it. Who wouldn't eat it for free!

"Haha, this tastes really good!" Xu Damao said with a smile, and picked up another piece of pork head and put it into his mouth.

The two of them ate pork head meat sandwiches while chatting and laughing, enjoying the delicious food and the relaxed atmosphere at the moment.

"By the way, Damao, how are your movies these days?" Yan Bugui suddenly asked.

"It's okay, but sometimes I encounter some troubles." Xu Damao replied with a frown.

"Oh? What's the trouble?" Yan Bugui asked curiously.

"For example, if the machine breaks down or the film is damaged, we have to find a way to solve those problems. But overall it's been going well." Xu Damao shrugged helplessly.

"Is that so? Then you have to be careful and don't delay everyone from watching the movie," Yan Bugui reminded.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention." Xu Damao nodded to show that he understood.

The two continued to eat and chat, and the topic gradually shifted to other things. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

A few minutes later, Yan Bugui put all the uneaten roast chicken, pork head and sesame cakes into a cloth bag and took it home directly, saying that it would save Xu Damao from cleaning up...

Xu Damao waved his hand, sent Yan Bugui away, and then fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, Xu Damao got up early and tidied up the room. After all, he had drunk some wine yesterday and felt a little dizzy.

After walking out of the room, Xu Damao unlocked the bike and pushed it towards the gate of the courtyard.