Quanmin: Are Traders Weak? Opening Trade Jingle Cat

“Boss, may I ask, what level of appraiser are you?”

Lu Feng looked Zhang Gang up and down and asked with some caution.

“hehe.”

Zhang Gang smiled slightly, took out an appraiser’s certificate from his arms, and placed it on the table: “You can read it yourself.”

Of course, this certificate was also forged, but Zhang Gang was very confident in his level of forgery and had no worries about these young people seeing the clues.

Lu Feng picked up the certificate and just glanced at it before exploding: “Third…level three appraiser?!”

As soon as these words came out, several of his friends and Uncle Xiao Chuan all looked shocked, and their eyes changed instantly when they looked at Zhang Gang.

Level 3 appraiser certificate?

Only when your spiritual power level reaches Silver level can you be eligible to take this kind of certificate, right?

With silver-level spiritual power, one can be regarded as a spiritual teacher in a first-class spiritual university!

“This…level three appraiser is more than enough to open a store in a first-tier big city, right? What are you doing in our small city of Yuzhou?”

Lu Feng was a little in disbelief. He carefully checked the stamp on the certificate. It really didn’t look like a fake…

“Haha, I used to open a store in the capital, but the competition there is too much pressure. A third-level appraiser is nothing in the capital and can’t make much money at all.”

Zhang Gang pretended to say: “Chongqing is better. The competition is small and leisurely. Earning a little money and living a life is much more comfortable than in the capital.”

Hmm… quite reasonable.

Lu Feng thought about it for a while and became convinced.

He put the broken sword in his hand on the counter and said: “Then please help me identify this sword. The person who sold me said that this is an old spiritual weapon from the five-year revival calendar. Can you see if it is real.”

Zhang Gang said: “Let’s pay the appraisal fee of 20,000 yuan first.”

So expensive? !

Lu Feng was shocked. The price was at least twice as expensive as other stores.

But…the third-level appraiser is definitely more valuable.

Forget it, in order to convince Uncle Xiao Chuan, it doesn’t matter if you spend more money!

Lu Feng gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay. He endured the pain and said, “I’ve already paid. Please authenticate it.”

“good!”

Zhang Gang smiled and nodded, put his hand on the broken sword, closed his eyes and looked like he was observing carefully.

After a long time, under the nervous eyes of Lu Feng, Uncle Xiao Chuan and others.

Zhang Gang nodded and said: “Yes, it is indeed very old, and the quality of the remaining spiritual power in it is also very high… It is definitely a spiritual weapon long sword from more than 150 years ago! I can use my third-level appraisal The credibility of the teacher is guaranteed!”

His spiritual power level is actually only Bronze level, but he can tell that the sword is fake.

But they are all lies anyway, so it is better to say something nice to make the customer happy and make him willing to come to your place for appraisal next time.

This is called sustainable fishing!

As for what to do if the secret is exposed…

What else can be done? Run away in advance!

With Zhang Gang’s third-level silver spiritual power level, if he wanted to run away, there really weren’t many people in Yuzhou City who could stop him.

“real?”

Lu Feng’s eyes lit up, and he finally let go of his worries. He smiled proudly and said, “Hahaha! I’m just telling you! How could there be something wrong with my vision?”

He slapped Uncle Xiao Chuan on the shoulder: “What do you say? Little cousin? Do you still believe in your brother Ming now?”

“Uh…is it really the real thing?”

Uncle Xiao Chuan looked embarrassed.

The appraisal results of the third-level appraiser have come out, and even if he believes in Chu Ming, he still has no confidence in his heart.

It seems… our brother Ming really doesn’t understand antiques?

Then why did he call the stall owner a fool just now?

Could it be that there is a deeper meaning?

“Do you really think that your cousin’s antiques for so many years have been in vain?”

Lu Feng felt proud and proud, and couldn’t help bragging: “I admit that in terms of spiritual power level and combat power, I am definitely not as good as Chu Ming at the moment.”

“But! Compared with his mental strength level and his ability to see antiques, that kid is at least eight steps behind me!”

“Uncle Chuan, who do you think you believe is bad? Do you have to believe in Chu Ming? Now, this sword has such a big leak and you missed it, so your cousin can only pick it up for you, hahaha! ”

Lu Feng’s face was filled with pride, he had finally regained his face!

But at this moment.

Suddenly a shout came from outside the appraisal shop: “oi! Is the boss here? Please help me appraise this halberd!”

“Brother Ming?”

Uncle Xiao Chuan instantly recognized what the voice was.Who said happily: “Wow! It seems that Brother Ming and we are really destined! In just half an hour, we actually ran into each other three times!”

Damn it, it’s just on the street, isn’t it normal to meet by chance?

Lu Feng glanced at him speechlessly, but also a little surprised.

Chu Ming actually came to appraise the halberd he bought?

No, what is there to identify?

That halberd is indeed a real thing at first glance, but it is not worth anything!

To put it bluntly, the appraisal fee is more expensive than that!

“This Chu Ming…is he a little bit mentally ill?”

Lu Feng muttered, he really couldn’t figure out this guy’s brain circuit. Even if he insisted on spending money to buy an antique spiritual weapon that was bound to lose money, he actually had to spend money for appraisal.

This operation…can’t be said to be due to the incomplete development of the cerebellum, it can only be said to be due to the complete underdevelopment of the brain.

Still, it’s pretty good.

Lu Feng touched his broken sword that was “identified as authentic” and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Didn’t Chu Ming think this sword was fake?

Just in time! Now I can slap him hard in the face!

“Boss…eh?”

Chu Ming stepped into the store and was about to call the boss when he saw Uncle Xiao Chuan and others and was stunned.

Jiang Ziqiao?

Then, he turned his head and saw Zhang Gang behind the counter, and was stunned again.

Eh?

This BYD looks a bit familiar…

Is it the one who set up a stall on the pedestrian street a few days ago to sell ‘Worm Spirit Herb’?

Damn it? Why did he suddenly become the owner of an antique appraisal shop after not seeing him for a few days?

The moment Zhang Gang saw Chu Ming, his face turned pale.

It was simply whiter than his great-grandmother’s face three days after she died! Full of horror!

Zhang Gang recalled the fear of being controlled mentally that day.

My legs began to tremble unconsciously!

I’m crazy! How come I still meet this little brat here? !

“Hey…there are a lot of acquaintances in this shop, right?”

Chu Ming’s strange eyes swept over everyone one by one.

This is simply like a little boy throwing himself into his small life – there are so many acquaintances everywhere!

Lu Feng walked over with a proud smile on his lips: “What a coincidence, little brother? Are you here to do the appraisal too?”

With that, he pointed at Zhang Gang and said: “Then you have chosen the right store. This boss is a third-level appraiser. Does he know the gold content? His mental power is at least silver level! In our Chongqing State, it’s completely a dimensionality reduction attack, right?”

Lu Feng weighed the broken sword in his hand, and Tu Qiongdagger said: “I can only say that I am a third-level appraiser. I can tell at a glance that the sword I bought is genuine! My appraisal skills are simply superb!”

Cool! It feels so good to be slapped in the face!

Lu Feng was extremely embarrassed and was already looking forward to Chu Ming’s embarrassed expression.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Uncle Xiao Chuan quickly said: “It’s okay, Brother Ming, you don’t understand antiques, so it’s normal for you to get sidetracked!”

“The real thing?”

Chu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the broken sword in Lu Feng’s hand.

Then he looked up at the pale-faced Zhang Gang and said with a half-smile, “Okay, you’re pretty cool. After a few days, you’re already mentally strong enough to open a professional appraisal shop, right?”