The man replied: "Uncle, this is a problem with your eyesight.
Is this pottery pot new?
It's not new at all.
Look at the pattern, look at the quality of the soil, and look at the inscription on the bottom of the pot.
This typical A clay pot from the Song Dynasty.
If this pot is brought to a big city.
Go sell it, then this jar can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan.
My family needs money urgently, so I sell it at a low price.
If you think it is ok, take it away.
If you think it is not ok, just take it.
Leave it until someone who really knows the goods comes."
The old man was probably defeated by the stall owner, and he lost his temper and said: "Why don't I know the goods?
I have long seen that the pattern on this is from the Song Dynasty, and there is also the inscription on the back of the jar.
I You can tell, I want this can, and I’ll get you the money right now,” the old man said while taking his wallet out of his pocket.
The fat man and I were watching it with our eyes and feeling anxious in our hearts, because anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that this clay pot is a product of modern times.
The patterns and inscriptions mentioned by the stall owner were all added later.
Such deceptive tricks are common in Panjiayuan in Beijing.
Seeing that this old man was about to pay for it, he didn't look like a rich man in his dress.
Three hundred yuan was definitely not a small amount for him.
What if this black-hearted stall owner deceived him in vain?
Isn't it a pity.
In my haste, I stepped forward and said: "This stall owner, I am a tourist from Beijing.
I just saw you selling this clay pot.
This clay pot is a good thing.
So, let's do it.
I just saw it."
I heard this man offering three hundred yuan, so I’ll give you three thousand, and you can sell it to me.”
There was a roar in the crowd of "Three Thousand".
The fat man hurriedly came to my ear and said to me: "Old Hu, are you crazy?
This is a fucking fake jar.
It's not even worth ten yuan.
You actually paid three thousand yuan for your head."
It’s not broken” I turned around and smiled at the fat man, and said quietly: "Don't worry, you can see how I deal with him."
When the fat man heard what I said, he immediately felt relieved.
At this time, the crowd began to surge, because in a small city like Shanhaiguan, three thousand yuan is equivalent to the income of ordinary people in ten or even twenty years.
It is really these kinds of things to spend such a large amount of money to buy a broken jar.
It was the first time in their lives to see this, so they all wanted to squeeze in to see who would spend 3,000 yuan to be the big one.
The crowd was squeezing around, and Shirey Yang, Fatty, and I were also pushed around.
Suddenly, without paying attention, Shirey Yang's backpack was squeezed off by someone.
The backpack fell to the ground with a bang, and the words written by Taoist Priest Li Yeying rolled out.
When I saw such a precious thing fell to the ground, I hurriedly knelt down to pick it up and put it back into Shirey Yang's backpack.
At this time, I heard the stall owner next to me shouting: "Don't be so crowded.
If anyone is squeezed, it will be broken."
If you steal my antiques, I will make him pay ten for each one.
If anyone squeezes out my friend from Beijing, I will make him unable to eat and carry around."
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When people heard this, they suddenly became quiet.
When the stall owner saw that the crowd was no longer commotion, he quickly said to me with a smile on his face: "This guy looks young, but he is really a knowledgeable person.
This guy from the Song Dynasty The clay pots are priceless.
Let alone 3,000 yuan to buy them.
You only paid 30,000 yuan to buy them.
When you return to the big city of Beijing, I guarantee you that there will be people asking for 100,000 yuan."
I pretended to agree with him and said to him: "I paid 3,000 yuan for this clay pot, which is really a bargain.
You stall owner is really kind-hearted and sells it at a loss.
There are really kind-hearted people in this world."
When the old man next to me who offered three hundred yuan just heard this, he became even more fascinated and shouted to the stall owner: "You just sold me three hundred yuan, how can you not be trustworthy when doing business?"
You have to sell it to me” The stall owner didn't even look at the old man this time, and said: "You old fool, go wherever you want.
Who the hell just said that I would sell to you?
Did you sign the contract with me or did you give it to me?"
I paid a deposit, but I don’t have anything.
You still try to convince me of your credibility here.
If you continue to make trouble from here, I’ll break your legs.”
When the old man heard that he was scolded, he immediately became angry and was about to argue with the stall owner.
At this time, the fat man suddenly came up, pulled the old man aside, and whispered a few words to the old man.
The old man's eyes were still confused at first.
When he looked at the clay pot in the stall owner's hand, he suddenly felt enlightened.
The fat man must have told him about the fake workmanship of this pottery pot.
This kind of thing with no technical content at all can deceive laymen and elderly people like this.
After the old man understood this, he cursed at the stall owner: "You bastard, you will not die well."
After saying that, he left bitterly.
Although the stall owner was extremely angry after hearing this, the most important thing on his mind right now was probably how to defraud me of the three thousand yuan, so he was not as knowledgeable as the old man and hurriedly turned to his face again.
He smiled and said to me: "Young man, look, no one is trying to snatch this pot from you.
I think we can just pay and deliver it, and you and I will have fun."
Seeing the flattering look on his face, I felt extremely disgusted and said, "Actually, boss, I like all the things on your antique stall, I want them all."
As soon as the boss heard this, he almost knelt down to me, his eyes were all glowing green, and he was trembling with excitement and said: "This, this, this young man, you, you, really You know what you are doing, how lucky am I to meet someone as knowledgeable as you today?
If you take all of this, I will give you a great, great, great discount."
The stall owner was so excited that he couldn't speak.
"Okay, you said, give me a discount, then I'll take it all."
When the stall owner heard what I said, his legs and feet were unsteady.
He almost stumbled and knelt on the ground and said: "Okay, great discounts, great discounts."
"Okay, but I have a request.
If I buy so many antiques, my friends and I won't be able to take them back.
In this way, if I pay, every friend present can get a share.
Come first.
First you have to get it quickly, I will pay you for the antiques," I said.
When everyone heard it, it was not bad, and a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.
People could no longer hold back, and all of them, men, women, old and young, tall, small, fat or thin, all rushed towards the stalls and scrambled frantically.
The whole stall was in a mess.
The stall owner didn't expect that I could pull off such a move.
He was dumbfounded and froze there not knowing what to do.
I took advantage of the crowd's madness and quickly and secretly pulled the fat man out of the crowd.
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"Hahahaha, Lao Hu, I really belong to you.
This stall owner is probably going to be out of business for a long time, hahaha."
Both Fatty and Shiry Yang said.
"Who told this shady stall owner not to do good things but to earn such shady money?
If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know how to stop.
He even deceived the old man.
Is he still a human being?"
I said.
"It's true, God is watching what people do, and such people will eventually have their retribution."
It was getting late at this time, and the three of us walked back while talking.
"I discovered a very serious problem.
No matter where the people are, no matter what cultural habits they have or how different languages they speak, they all have one thing in common, that is, they love to join in the fun.
Hahaha.
"shirey Yang said.
"It's true.
The people who were watching today didn't squeeze me to death.
They also squeezed your backpack, and the words of Taoist Ye Ying rolled out.
Fortunately, we discovered it in time, otherwise we would have spent a lot of hard work.
If the words I found so hard were to be lost like this, I would dig a hole and bury myself without even being relieved," I said.
"Yes, yes, if this calligraphy is lost, then..."
Suddenly Shirey Yang stopped, took off her backpack, and touched it quickly with her hands.
We didn't know what she was touching.
"It's bad that Taoist priest Ye Ying's words are gone," Shiry Yang shouted loudly
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