Yang Bo got off the bus and walked along the street. Looking at the familiar environment around him, he felt quite emotional. He never thought that he could achieve this step. According to his previous plan, he could achieve this step at least.

He had to wait until he was in his forties, but now he has realized it early.

Walking to a small alley not far from Gudezhai, Yang Bo saw a man in his thirties with a cloth bag hanging around his waist and a bulging bag. His behavior was quite suspicious.

Yang Bo just took a look and didn't mind his own business. He had encountered this kind of vendors before. They did not set up stalls honestly, but walked around the streets to attract the attention of buyers with an extremely mysterious attitude, and then

To win over buyers, the items in the hands of such vendors often have higher prices, and Yang Bo is unwilling to get involved.

"Little brother, do you want to buy an inkstone?"

Just as Yang Bo was about to walk over, he was blocked by the other party. The other party held an inkstone in his hand and protected it with the corner of his clothes.

"No need." Yang Bo took a look and saw that the inkstone was as black as ink, with a lot of soil soaked into the black surface. Just by looking at it, Yang Bo understood that it was a "fake at first glance" and had obvious signs of distress.

"Brother, take a look, I have a lot more here!" The other party still refused to give up, so he quickly changed one from his pocket and handed it to Yang Bo.

Yang Bo didn't even look at it, just shook his head, "Forget it, I don't have the money to buy it."

Fang Yuan looked at Yang Bo carefully, as if he wanted to confirm something, but he said casually: "Brother, what you said is that there are still people who don't have money in this antique street?"

Yang Bo glanced at it and noticed that what the other person was holding was a peach-shaped Duan Inkstone. Duan Inkstone is one of the four famous inkstones produced in Zhaoqing City, Guangdong Province. "Show me this inkstone."

When Fang Yuan saw that Yang Bo finally refused, he seemed very happy and hurriedly handed over the Duan Inkstone.

Yang Bo carefully observed the inkstone. The overall shape of the inkstone was peach-shaped, and the shape was compact. Several peach leaves were carved on the top of the inkstone. The inkstone was formed with the peach leaves. The inkstone hall was shallow and flat. The overall shape of the inkstone was complete, as if it were made in one go.

Yang Bo had not had the opportunity to come into contact with Duan inkstones before. Although he knew a little about the characteristics of Duan inkstones, he was not able to identify contemporary Duan inkstones. When he opened the inkstone, he saw the inscription "Master of Qingxue Village" on the bottom, with five small Chinese characters engraved on it.

"How much does this inkstone cost?" Yang Bo asked, squinting at the inkstone again.

"One hundred thousand yuan." Fang Yuan said, not forgetting to explain, "There are very few Duan Inkstones now. The stone mines are exhausted, and the output of Duan Inkstones is extremely low. Many Duan Inkstones are no longer orthodox. Even the best Duan Inkstones have reached

Not in the hands of ordinary people, this Duan Inkstone was produced around the middle of the Qing Dynasty, so it is very rare!"

A brilliance flashed before Yang Bo's eyes, and the halo of light slowly gathered in the center of the Duan Inkstone. Before the thin halo of light formed, Yang Bo had anticipated it. Seeing the shape of the halo, he had already given up.

He handed the peach-shaped Duan Inkstone back, "It's too expensive, I can't afford it."

Fang Yuan was stunned, and he did not expect that Yang Bo would react like this. After all, businessmen understand the principle of asking for high prices and then paying back the money. However, after smiling awkwardly, he took out another inkstone and handed it to Yang Bo, "

Here, you can take a look at this!"

Yang Bo glanced at it and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, I won't read it. I can't afford it anyway."

"Hey, don't worry, there is always one that suits you!" Fang Yuan laughed and took out three inkstones at once from the bag, two of which were Duan inkstones.

Yang Bo smiled and said: "It seems that you are a Duan inkstone specialist?"

"Absolutely. Relatively speaking, among the four famous inkstones, I like Duan Inkstone more." Fang Yuan said.

Yang Bo took it again, looked at it separately, and quickly handed it back, "Let's forget it!"

Fang Yuan was a little anxious, as if he was worried that he could not sell the inkstone to Yang Bo. He pressed his hands and said, "Wait for me for a while. I will go back and get some inkstones. I don't believe that I don't have what you want in my hand."

of!"

Yang Bo shook his head and stopped: "Don't bother, your inkstone is too expensive, let's forget it, I have something to do, let's chat next time when we have time!"

Fang Yuan pulled Yang Bo, "Don't be anxious, just a moment, five minutes will be enough. I live very close to here, just wait for me, just wait a moment and it will be fine!"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Bo's response, Fang Yuan turned around and ran away.

Yang Bo was stunned for a while, but he still couldn't figure out what the other party meant? Did he have to sell the inkstone to him?

Do you have to sell the inkstone to yourself?

When Yang Bo thought of this sentence, his heart suddenly suddenly jumped. He is a suspicious person. The two years he has been here have made him as frugal as an iron rooster. It also made him very suspicious of money matters. He was pulled by Li Er in the ghost market before.

, he had doubts, but fortunately the result turned out okay.

This time, he still planned to wait. After all, he had the confidence to appraise it. Even if the other party wanted to deceive him, the worst he could do was not buy it.

…

Fang Yuan looked around and then hurriedly entered a small courtyard. The small courtyard was covered by grape trellis and was quite quiet.

A person was already standing there, looking towards Fang Yuan, "How's it going? Has he bought it?"

Fang Yuan gasped, "Boss Jia, the person you want to deal with is probably not that easy to fool. He looked at these inkstones and none of them satisfy him!"

"None of them satisfy him?" Jia Huairen frowned. This time, it was indeed him who contacted Fang Yuan, a second-rate dealer who wandered the streets, in order to plan the tens of thousands of yuan in Yang Bo's hands, even though he didn't know what the fish basket was.

He didn’t know how much Zun sold it for, but he knew that Yang Bo must have made money!

Jia Huairen thought of that early morning, when Yang Bo resolutely walked out of the store after he had given up his words. Later, he acted as Guo Bapi's lackey, trying to defraud him of his money. He couldn't bear all this!

"No." Fang Yuan paused, then hesitated: "Do you think it's because our price is too high?"

"How much did you drive?" Jia Huairen asked.

"I offered 100,000 yuan. The price sounded high, but the key is that he didn't counteroffer!"

"No counteroffer?" Jia Huairen asked with a sharp voice, "Did he see it?"

"No way, I don't think you can tell. I didn't say anything at all. It's no good. I have to rush back as soon as possible. It would be bad if he leaves!" Fang Yuan didn't know the grudge between the two, and he also

Wisely, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Didn't you prepare some items? Bring them all!" Fang Yuan walked towards the room.

"There are Buddha statues, ivory tablets, and an inkstone over there, but the quality is not good." Jia Huairen said loudly toward the room, while warning: "The price should not be so high later, but it cannot be lower, 30,000

If the price reaches 50,000 yuan, he should be able to pay for it!"

"okay, I get it!"
Chapter completed!