Help! The fat daughter has a billion-point vest after breaking up

"Okay, okay, you can take it. Take it yourself." The stall owner didn't even want to touch the dirty jar.

"Wait a minute." Bai Qian blinked her big watery eyes, "What you said just now about using it to arrange flowers can make you more beautiful and thinner. Is it true?"

Stall owner: "..."

Did this idiot really believe it?

Now that the price has suddenly dropped to a bargain price, even the dumbest idiot can react.

Seeing Bai Qian's suspicious look, the stall owner's desire to sell became even stronger:

"Of course it's true. It's only useful to the destined person. I calculated with my fingers and found that you, little girl, are destined to be with this jar."

"Here, 20 yuan, you take it." He spread his hands and took out 20 yuan from Bai Qian, then sat back on the stool.

He acted as if he had decided that the product was worth returning or exchanging.

Bai Qian curled her lips, bent down to pick up the parrot porcelain jar, and walked away contentedly.

Go straight to the appraisal center.

There are a lot of people at the entrance of the appraisal center, all of whom come in to appraise antiques or bid for them.

There was a stall at the door with a lot of traffic, but no one stopped.

Collectors and appraisers from all walks of life come in and out here. If there were any authentic items among them, they would have been picked up long ago.

The rest are ten percent fake.

The stall owner had a bitter face, his unhappiness written all over his face.

It's like a firecracker, it ignites as soon as it's lit, and no one is willing to stop.

But Bai Qian was attracted by a flashy big guy at first sight.

It was a half-meter-high phoenix crown decorated with kingfisher feathers.

There was also a layer of dust on it, but it couldn't cover up the colorful appearance of the phoenix crown.

The saturated red, the bright color, and the huge pearls are simply blinding.

Such a conspicuous bag placed on the conspicuous stall makes it look even more out of place.

What’s the difference between this and leaving the imperial seal there?

There were two big words written clearly on it: Fake.

The stall owner also felt that this extremely fake phoenix crown ruined her reputation. If she hadn't used it to hold down the stall cloth, she would have thrown it in the trash can long ago.

"Sister, how much is this phoenix crown?" Bai Qian looked at the stall owner with a sour face and her tone became sweeter.

The stall owner's expression improved a little, and he gestured with his palm to count.

A businessman who doesn't rip people off is not a good businessman.

Whether it is 5 or 5000, she has made a fortune. It just depends on whether this sucker is a big fish or a small fish.

"Hey, Fatty, you're still alive?" A sharp and harsh voice came into my ears.

Bai Qian turned around and narrowed her eyes slightly.

What a narrow road the enemy meets! It turns out to be the remnant of the Qing Dynasty known as the Zhenghuang Banner.

Bai Qian ignored him.

The Qing Dynasty aunt rolled her eyes and said in a more mocking tone: "Oh, are you interested in the Phoenix Coronet? Are you thinking about a man? Why don't you take a piss and see what kind of character you have?"

"It's not your fault that you're fat, but it's your fault that you have a pig's brain. This thing is obviously fake."

The Qing Dynasty aunt was only concerned with mocking Bai Qian, but she didn't notice that the stall owner's expression was becoming increasingly ugly.

The stall owner suddenly stood up, put one hand on his waist, and pointed at the Qing Dynasty aunt's nose with the other hand: "You fat bitch, you want to ruin my business, right?"

"What are you worrying about? How have I offended you? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."

The voice is so loud that it can be heard ten kilometers away.

The stall owner was in menopause and was worried about where to vent his anger, when he happened to be caught in the crossfire by the Qing Dynasty aunt.

As her mouth opened and closed, spit all over the Qing Dynasty aunt's face.

The Qing Dynasty auntie was a bully who only feared the strong and rolled up her sleeves when she saw the stall owner, as if she was ready for a fight.

He shrank his neck and quickly walked away.