Rebirth of a Husband and Family

As soon as this remark came out, both the boss and the buddy were stunned.

Especially the boss, as soon as he spoke, he was slapped in the face with his back foot, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

The old man didn't care about his thoughts at all, and asked again, "Little friend, how much do you want to sell?"

"300 yuan!"

Tong Qian seized the opportunity and shouted loudly.

It's three times higher than the boss's quotation just now.

The boss sneered inwardly.

It also costs him to collect antiques. If these things want to change hands again, they must go through many processes.

The quotation of 300 yuan, although he can still make money after calculation, he doesn't like these small profits.

The old man didn't realize it.

As soon as Tong Qian finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up, "Okay, 300 yuan is 300 yuan, you can sell it to me!"

As he said that, he stood up and took out the money.

Everyone was shocked by his straightforwardness.

In this day and age, 300 yuan is not a small amount in this small county, and many people can't earn that much money a year, so it's as easy as taking out a dime from the old man's mouth.

The boss was suspicious.

No matter how you look at it, this old man seems to have some knowledge, not like the kind of layman who loses money and is laughed at by others, so in such a hurry, does he have any inside information?

You must know that in the antique industry, high prices and low prices often do not conform to economic laws.

As long as it can be fried well, and there are contacts and news, an ordinary Yuan Datou can be sold at a high price.

After searching for a long time, the old man patted his head suddenly.

"Oh, it's true that the older I get, the worse my memory becomes. I actually forgot to bring my money when I went out."

He looked at Tong Qian, "Kids, do you mind taking a walk with grandpa, going directly to grandpa's house, and giving you the money."

Tong Qian was about to agree, but Zhou Mingyan stopped him.

"We'll just wait here."

He spoke lightly, his eyes full of vigilance.

The old man smiled, "It's a good thing for children to be vigilant. That's fine, you wait here, I'll go back as soon as I go."

He glanced at the boss, as if he was afraid that the baby would run away, and emphasized again, "Come back soon, you must keep things for grandpa."

Watching the old man go out, the boss and the guy looked at each other.

Tong Qian pulled Zhou Mingyan, "Let's go out and wait."

The two were about to leave, but the boss gave him a wink, and the assistant immediately moved two small benches.

"It's cold outside, it's not good if you get sick, just sit in our store and wait slowly."

The boss walked over, bent one leg, and squatted in front of the two children.

"Little friend, can you let uncle look at your things again?"

"No," Tong Qian rebuffed straight away, "We have to leave the antiques to the old man."

The boss choked for a moment, gritted his teeth, and continued, "You want to sell to him, what if he cheats you?"

"He gave us 300 yuan! As long as the money is real, don't care if he cheats or not!"

Tong Qian purposely stretched out his small slap and waved it in front of the boss.

The boss calculated quickly in his mind.

If he also pays 300 yuan to accept these things, then he will definitely not lose money, and he will still make some money.

If he is really lucky, finds a rare item, and sells it for a high price...

The profit-seeking nature of the businessman made him calculate the gains and losses in an instant, and said decisively, "I'll offer 305, you sell me the things!"

Tong Qian and Zhou Mingyan looked at each other, and a look of joy flashed between their eyes.

Soon, Tong Qian put on a straight face.

"No, we promised grandpa, so we must keep our word."

Now that he is determined to buy, the more he is rejected, the more the boss wants to accept the goods.

So he gritted his teeth, "310!"

Tong Qian had a hesitant look on his face.

Zhou Mingyan said solemnly, "No, we agreed..."

The boss didn't hesitate, "320! If it doesn't work, give it to the old man!"

During the tug-of-war, Tong Qian suddenly looked out the door, "Grandpa is back!"

The boss's heart tightened.

Sure enough, the old man came over, holding something in his hand.

Tong Qian looked at the boss and said quickly, "350! For 350 yuan, I'll give you everything!"

The sudden increase of 30 yuan was a bit beyond the tolerance of the boss.

Still hesitating, the old man had already walked over. Seeing that the batch of antiques were about to fly away, the boss blurted out his agreement.

"it is good!"

The moment he nodded, Tong Qian suddenly jumped up from the stool and put the bag next to the boss.

"What about the money?"

The guy on the side was very winking, and counted out a few banknotes directly, and put them in Tong Qian's palm after receiving the boss's signal.

Tong Qian grabbed the money, and after confirming the authenticity, before even saying hello, he rushed to the door and stopped the old man who was about to step into the threshold.

"Grandpa," Tong Qian's voice was sweet, "Come with me."

He and Zhou Mingyan, one on the left and one on the right, supported the old man, and walked away from the antique shop together.

The guy laughed, "Boss, you have courage, and someone else will take it away later."

The boss is not necessarily very happy.

He faintly began to regret that after spending so much money to buy a batch of antiques, if he couldn't make as much money as he expected, would he be so heartbroken?

He ignored the guy's compliments, and said directly, "Call Lao Guo and the others... No, I'll bring the goods myself and go find them for appraisal."

Talking about the old and the young at the other end, after walking out of the range of the antique shop, Tong Qian stopped, raised his head and smiled.

"Thank you grandpa for being willing to do us this favor!"

Just now, the old man who looked like he was eager to buy something was calm and breezy at this moment.

He smiled and stroked his beard, and tapped the tip of Tong Qian's nose.

"Little clever ghost."

Tong Qian stuck out his tongue indifferently.

After entering the city, Tong Qian expected that at the age of the two of them, they would be underestimated.

In order to sell this batch of antiques at the expected price, he deliberately walked around the county town and found an old man singing opera alone under the shade of a tree.

With an idea, Tong Qian ran over, and finally persuaded the old man to let him be his "caretaker" by virtue of his sharp tongue and invincible skills of being coquettish and cute.

Unexpectedly, the old man performed the trick so well that even Tong Qian himself almost believed it.

The boss was amazed by the old man's acting skills, so he paid a much higher price than before to buy this batch of antiques.

Tong Qian took out a bill from his hand and handed it to the old man.

The old man was angry.

"Children come from every family. The good ones don't learn the net and the bad ones. Grandpa is afraid that you will be fooled by profiteers when you are young. It's not because you are greedy for your money!"

He forced the money back into Tong Qian's pocket, "Where is your home? I'm going to talk to your adults. It's unreliable for you to come out and sell things at such a young age!"

How could Tong Qian really let him go home, and after repeated assurances, he was able to pull Zhou Mingyan away.