What I fear most is a familiar word.

Practice makes perfect.

Familiar with your own experience.

The melon is ripe and the stems fall.

Although Su Mu said that he hadn't come to the antique market to play for a while, his foundation was not there. Thinking of Su Mu's past, how did he roll in the antique market when he was in Xingtang County, and thinking that Shengshi Tenglong was able to develop it with Su Mu's skillfulness to pick up bargains, you will know how passionate Su Mu's feelings for antiques are. Not to mention that as the official list is becoming more and more mature, as long as it is a good thing, Su Mu can know that it is almost the same after scanning it.

Just like now.

I don’t know why the inkstone that Su Mu casually swept around really made him feel excited. From the appearance of this inkstone, it really doesn’t look strange, but it’s just that it’s not strange, but it makes Su Mu want to explore.

This is a large inkstone. Generally speaking, the manufacturing of inkstones is very exquisite, but the one in front of me is clearly a different approach and takes a magnificent route. In terms of size, it looks a bit like an ordinary milk powder jar. The inkstone is covered with cloud-like patterns, which looks quite ancient and long. And it seems to be for the sake of art, or something, Su Mu could vaguely see two lines of words on the inscriptions of the inkstone, just like an ancient inscription.

"Auntie, let's go there for a walk." Su Mu said.

"Just turn around casually, I will follow you and become." Yan Qingzhi smiled casually.

"good."

Su Mu quickly walked to the front of the stall, and took the inkstone in his hand as he went straight to the topic. The official list began to turn. In the blink of an eye, he knew what was going on with this inkstone and why it attracted him. It turned out that there was really something strange. But the weird thing was not the inkstone outside, it was a inkstone in the inkstone.

That is to say, there is an inkstone hidden on the abdomen of this inkstone.

And that inkstone attracted Su Mu.

The stall owner's surname is Liu, and he is a very elegant surname, called Liu Bi'an. In his words, since he is about to join the antique industry, he must have a name that sounds elegant. In fact, Liu Bi'an's original name is Liu Dong, which is a very ordinary name. But in this antique street, everyone who is familiar with Liu Dong knows it. He likes others to call him Liu Bi'an the most, but in fact, not many people know his real name.

"How about this little brother? I like this inkstone?" Liu Bi'an asked with a smile.

"I like it a little." Su Mu nodded.

"Since I like it, it's easy to deal with it. All the things sold in my stall are for those who are destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be said." When Liu Bi'an said this, he gave people the feeling of being a fairy-like spirit.

But is this really the case?

What shit chanting poems?

What a shitty hand?

You said you buy things when you sell things. Is it necessary to make so many messy tricks? Isn’t Su Mu just made a rookie, will you be fooled by you in a few words? If you really think Su Mu is that kind of person, you are very wrong. Su Mu casually swept across Liu Bi'an, put the inkstone in his hand and continued to play with it, but there was a slight sneer of mocking at the corner of his mouth, sweeping over the other person’s eyes, and also giving him a sense of contempt.

"If I say so, I want to know how much money you can reduce your rules here? Tell me, if I can't recite ancient poems, how much does it cost to take this inkstone? If I say I can recite them, what price will you give me?"

"Of course it's different. I, Liu Bi'an, have a strong character. Do you think I am a barracks? It's the ridiculous joke. Let me tell you, if you can recite a poem, you will take it away with this inkstone for 8,000 yuan. If you say you can't recite it, it will be 16,000 yuan. How about it, I gave you a 50,000 yuan discount. With such a 50,000 yuan discount, you should be worthy of what you call chanting poetry?" Liu Bi'an raised his eyebrows.

Worthy of your chanting?

Su Mu continued to sneer in his heart, just pretend for me, and continue to pretend. If you really are arty, you will never use money to measure the value of ancient poems like this. You should know that buying and selling is buying and selling, and elegance is elegance. If the two are mixed, it will bring people a feeling of incompetence. You might as well be like someone who is in a painting exhibition, which is clearly what everyone bids after seeing it.

But it doesn't matter.

In such an antique market, can you say that you can still pay attention to him? If you really pursue the matter, the consequences will be very serious. So what Su Mu has to do now is to follow the other party’s rules.

Although Su Mu knew very well that in this guy's heart, maybe the psychological bottom line was 3,000, or maybe he received this thing with a few hundred yuan. So even if he gave 8,000 yuan, even if he gave chanting a poem could replace 8,000 yuan, Liu Bi'an would make a lot of money.

Picking up bargains, what is picking up bargains? Of course, it means spending the least amount of money to buy the most valuable things.

If you really say how much you say, then how much you make, wouldn’t you treat me as a sucker? If you say that you can sell this inkstone for 8,000 yuan, you would have seen that you spent less money when you bought it.

"Eight thousand is too much. A piece of inkstone like this is not worth the price. Although I don't know how much you received it, I can only give you eight hundred. Then I will give you a poem to meet your rules. If you think it's almost the same, let's start. If you say no, then we turn around and leave. Don't play with those colorful intestines. We just came in. We really want to buy something, so put away your tricks." Su Mu said with a peaceful expression.

There were not many customers in front of the stall.

So when Liu Bi'an heard Su Mu say this, he began to mutter in his heart. The calmness that Su Mu showed and the temperament that Yan Qingzhi exuded all mean that they are not ordinary people. And it is precisely just like this that they often go to two extremes, either spending money like soil, or being cautious and low-key. It seems that he met the latter, and this young man gave Liu Bi'an a very interesting feeling, as if Su Mu really understood antiques.

Eight hundred?

Even if there are three hundred wills, you can make a profit of one hundred.

This thing was collected by Liu Bi'an for 200 yuan, but of course he could not sell it like this. In that case, wouldn't it seem that he was too easy to fool? So Liu Bi'an stared at Su Mu and looked embarrassed.

"This little brother, if you really want it, I won't lie to you. Six thousand is really not enough. You don't know. Although I didn't spend much money on this thing, I have placed it all these days, and I also know that this thing is a good thing. If you really want it, then we will be honest with the price."

"Eight hundred." Su Mu insisted.

"four thousand."

"Eight hundred."

"two thousand."

"Eight hundred."

Yan Qingzhi stood beside him, looking at such a scene with great interest, and he was really curious. You should know that Yan Qingzhi's identity was not possible to get into such bargaining in the market, and she also knew that Su Mu was not short of money, but because she was not short of money, Su Mu still did this, which means it was interesting. Compared with the interest in buying things, Yan Qingzhi paid more attention to Su Mu, hoping that he could continue to bring fun things.

But this person who does business is really not honest enough.

In just a short while, you dropped from 8,000 to 2,000. Is there anyone like you? Su Mu was very persistent. Just like this, he persisted in 800, which made Yan Qingzhi feel a question, how do you know that they would agree to that?

Liu Bi'an was really convinced.

The most important thing in doing business is to not be angry. If you say this is my thing, I will not sell it if you bargain like this. In that case, you will definitely not be a qualified businessman. A businessman just wants to do everything possible to sell the things. As long as this goal is achieved, the rest will be negligible.

So Liu Bi'an gritted his teeth.

"One thousand, my bottom line, you still have to follow my rules. If you can't recite the poem, it's two thousand. If you take it, it's like this. If you don't take it, please leave."

"make a deal."

Su Mu's persistent expression suddenly began to laugh, looked at Liu Bi'an, and said slowly: "Who cut off Xiaoqiu Beach, and I can see the widest things in all directions. It is a thousand mountains and a deep pool of cold. Sitting for a long time, the clouds come out, and the poem has not dried up. I don't know where to plan a reprint for a new museum."

This is really an ancient poem chanting an inkstone.

Liu Bi'an showed a painful expression and said unwillingly: "Please pay the bill, I'm because you are destined to be together, otherwise I would never sell it to you like this, but it doesn't matter, it's rare for someone to be destined to be."

Are you destined to be a destined person?

Su Mu showed a playful smile on his lips. After handing the inkstone to Liu Bi'an to pack it, he handed it out 1,000 yuan. However, when Su Mu held the inkstone in his hand and was about to leave like this, who would have thought that a playful voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The moment the sound sounded, not only did Su Mu's face change slightly, but Yan Qingzhi's expression was cold, but even Liu Bi'an's heart suddenly skipped, his pupils suddenly magnified, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

"You can't take this inkstone away. You are not qualified to enjoy this inkstone. Isn't it just an inkstone? Isn't it just a 20,000 yuan? Lao Liutou, 20,000 yuan in cash, you have to belong to me." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster! r752
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