Forced Buying

Mengyu was embarrassed: "I know my brother is not afraid, but in the past we only bought, but this time we are selling, so we have to be cautious. It is best not to even drive the car."

Finally, the doting sister naturally accompanied Mengyu to sell antiques.

Cheng Jiuhe was dressed up as a gray-haired old man by Mengyu, and she herself was transformed into a girl in her mid-twenties. "Father and daughter" each carried a large box. They took a ride to a nearby place and then walked in.

It was still the phrase "introduced by Zhao Laoliu" that allowed them to enter the market smoothly.

However, when they put the things out, a middle-aged man intervened: "Do you know the rules for selling old things here?"

Mengyu looked at Cheng Jiuhe, who said: "I know, half of it."

But the middle-aged man shook his head: "You are not regular customers, 10%!"

Mengyu was shocked. Selling antiques here actually charges 10%? Isn't this too expensive?

The middle-aged man was about to walk away when he suddenly saw a bronze sword on the stall set up by Mengyu: "This is"

"This is a bronze sword from the Warring States Period."

"Are these your open weapons?"

Mengyu nodded: "Yes, these things were all found in a Warring States tomb. Although they are bright weapons, all the evil spirits have been removed."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "Really deleted?"

Mengyu nodded: "You can feel it yourself. If the evil spirit is still there, let alone pick it up, just get close to it, and you will feel a cold feeling."

The middle-aged man picked up the bronze sword: "Use this sword to pay your stall fee today."

When he said this, it didn't sound like a discussion at all, but like a demand.

The booth fee is 10% after the transaction is completed. If the transaction is not completed, there will be no booth fee.

What's more, Mengyu's antiques only included a bronze sword, a bronze mirror, and a pair of bronze cups. He wanted to take away one of them, but the collection was no longer complete.

Mengyu looked at Cheng Jiuhe. Cheng Jiuhe looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said, "You saw it too, we only have a few items. Besides, they haven't been sold yet, so you're here to collect the stall fee?"

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The middle-aged man looked at Cheng Jiuhe with sinister eyes. Cheng Jiuhe looked at him without fear, and then suddenly became full of momentum.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his face turned pale.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Mengyu suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle, if you like this sword so much, there must be others who also like bronze items. How about this? You call a few people to come and buy our goods at market prices. How about I give you a bronze item?

Sample?"

Mengyu's purpose in buying antiques was for the essence value of the sun and moon. Now most of the essence value on these items has been absorbed by Xiaotao, leaving only a very small part to retain its shape.

Therefore, in Mengyu's opinion, the value of these things has been greatly reduced.

Moreover, she did not take out the antiques that were truly valuable and would be sold for tens of millions each in later generations.

What she took out were all things that could be sold for one to two million in future generations. At this time, it was estimated that there were only ten or twenty thousand items. If he really came to ask someone to buy it for her, what if she gave one to him?

?

The middle-aged man originally did not dare to pursue the idea of ​​the bronze sword under the pressure of Cheng Jiuhe's momentum. When he heard Mengyu's words, he immediately became excited again.

He wanted a bronze sword because a friend asked him to help him find it and offered him a high price of 30,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!