chapter 33 Meteorological Iron Ruyi Golden Cudgel

William Lin laughed angrily at the fake thing in the hawker's hand, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Let's not talk about authenticity. If you can double the price, can you still sell it? It's the Western Zhou Dynasty, I think it was last week It’s pretty much the same. If it’s a bronze vessel, how dare you shout here, and you haven’t gone in to drink tea?” The vendor was also a little embarrassed. It was his first day setting up a stall today, and he gritted his teeth and rented the best scattered stall. However, he was not good at talking, and his words showed flaws everywhere. One item was sold out early in the morning. "Stop talking, fifty yuan, little brother, just buy it back and make it a decoration, okay?" William Lin rolled his eyes at the hawker and walked inside. I don't want five yuan, but fifty yuan. You really think I'm a fool and have too much money. Even if I'm a fool and have too much money, I won't pay the IQ tax. This makes me look very stupid. Stay, okay? Every time William Lin came to a stall, he would turn on the X-ray and scan it, but found that they were all imitations of modern craftsmanship, and none of the hundreds of items had spiritual power fluctuations. This made Lin Yu begin to wonder if his clairvoyance was no longer working. ? ? ? Isn’t that how it’s done in movies? What kind of dimensional eye has golden pupils? Can't you tell the truth and falsehood with just one glance? The fluoroscopic sweeps again and again made William Lin dizzy, and he sat aside and gasped. Suddenly, William Lin glanced at a stall nearby. There was an old wooden box above the stall. Through perspective, William Lin saw a row of slender silver needles inside. Although there was no spiritual power fluctuation on the silver needle, William Lin found that he could not see through the silver needle. William Lin wiped his eyes carefully, thinking that he had overused his eyes and was dazzled. When William Lin turned on the clairvoyance again and stared at the silver needles, until William Lin was dazzled and could not see through the silver needles. "Is it something good?"William Lin thought to himself. William Lin stood up and walked over slowly. After William Lin came to the stall, the stall owner immediately warmly entertained William Lin. At first glance, this boss was different from the young boss I saw at first. This man had a broad and full forehead and fleshy cheekbones. His appearance showed that this man was smart and capable, and he was born to do business and be a boss. "Little brother, let's take a look. Which one do you like? I'll get it for you." He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it over. Although William Lin was not addicted to cigarettes, he could still smoke, so he took the cigarette. The boss watched William Lin take the cigarette and immediately handed over a lighter to William Lin to light the cigarette. William Lin lit up the cigarette at the boss's command and thought to himself: It seems that he really reflected what his face said. He is a boss who knows how to do business. He first made the relationship closer and lowered his profile. Such a shrewd boss cannot let him see the flaws, otherwise he will be cut to death. Thinking in his mind, William Lin scanned the items in the stall. Suddenly William Lin saw an ancient painting on the stall. There was no spiritual fluctuation, but it did show some age. It was an imitation painting from the late Qing Dynasty. William Lin pointed to the ancient painting and motioned to the boss to take a look. The boss quickly handed over the ancient paintings on the stall, "My little brother, you have such good eyesight. This is the treasure of my stall. This is a turquoise painting by Bada Shanren Zhu Da, although it is not as good as his other paintings." It’s a turquoise picture, but it’s also a rare treasure.” "Look at this pine wood, look at the strange stones, every part of it doesn't show the character of a scholar! If nothing else, in this antique market, this is definitely the top thing." If William Lin hadn't already seen that it was an imitation painting from the late Qing Dynasty, these words would have really frightened him! William Lin pretended to check carefully. After a while, William Lin said: "Boss, you are not being authentic. Although this is also an ancient painting from the Qing Dynasty, it is far from the Badashanren you mentioned." As he said that, William Lin also casually pointed out a few flaws. Hearing William Lin's words, the boss was speechless. This young man was young and didn't expect to know so much. He was not sure about the traces of imitation paintings he pointed to, but he could tell at a glance that they were imitation paintings from the late Qing Dynasty. , then it seems to be true. The boss touched his nose in embarrassment, "Little brother, maybe I had an eye for it. When I collected it, I took it as an authentic work of Bada Shanren. It seems that my way is good. It seems that little brother has such good eyesight." yes." I have to admire the boss's eloquence. Not only did he avoid the embarrassment of confusing people, he also praised William Lin. "No, no, I just happen to have done some research on Bada Shanren's paintings, otherwise I would have had an eye for it,"William Lin said decently. "But this imitation is indeed okay. I can't afford the real Bada Shanren paintings, so I would be happy to buy an imitation. Boss, please give me a price!" "Since little brother sincerely wants it, then let's do it! I'll lose half, like fifty, little brother can't let me lose too much!" William Lin turned around and was about to leave when he heard this. The boss looked at William Lin's posture and shouted quickly: "The price is negotiable. This is also an imitation painting from the late Qing Dynasty. Let me tell you your price, little brother." William Lin turned his head, looked at the boss, and said: "The boss obviously didn't want to do business sincerely before. This is an unknown imitation painting among the people. If it were famous, it might be worth the price you mentioned." "What do you think is appropriate, little brother?" the boss said cautiously. "Five thousand yuan!"William Lin slowly stretched out a slap. "Ten thousand yuan, how about it? I really charge it according to the authenticity. Now a Qing Dynasty painting costs 80 to 90 million yuan," the boss said with a frown. Seeing William Lin turning around again, the boss spoke again: "Seven thousand yuan, seven thousand yuan, any less will be really bad!" "Six thousand, six thousand and give me one or two small items! Can you do it?" Lin Yu said. The boss thought about it and realized that he had charged one thousand yuan at that time, so six thousand yuan would be enough. At least it was enough for his stall for a month. Anyway, those small items were all miscellaneous and unknown things, so it didn't hurt to give him one. "Okay! Deal! Whatever the little brother wants, I won't give you too much! Just give me one piece!" said the boss. Good guy, you are really shrewd and calculating. William Lin felt helpless and looked here and there on the stall. Then he picked up the wooden box containing the silver needle. When the boss saw William Lin opening the wooden box, he immediately said: "It is made of meteorite iron. Look at the exquisite patterns on it. It is definitely a rare good thing!" Take the two dollars you bought for it and take it away quickly. William Lin rolled his eyes at the boss, "Even if you said today that it is the golden cudgel of the Monkey King, I believe it! It is also a meteorite iron! I just saw that it is suitable for picking teeth." With that said, William Lin threw the old wooden box to the boss, "That's it! It's good to pick your teeth." He took out the bank card given by Simon Li from his body. This thing is like buying groceries, it still requires a psychological tactic and you can't let the boss see what you really want. The boss quickly took the bank card handed over by William Lin and took it from the stall William Lin was originally worried that the boss would not have the equipment, but he did not expect that the stall was quite small and fully equipped. After payment, the boss handed the two items to William Lin, "Little brother, do you want to take a look again?" "Don't look at it, don't look at it. You don't have anything good at all, not to mention you are really evil!" With that, William Lin was about to leave. "There are no good things here, but it doesn't mean that William Lin crossed his fingers. This scene is like the charming brothel girl seducing the guests.