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Chapter 61 Relief

The girl is so smart. She originally wanted to run away, but she couldn't let go of her face. If others knew that she, the little princess of the God of Food Group, had been deceived by a gangster, the money was nothing, but her face

I can't get through it.

Sima Bailing did not speak, but snorted coldly, and looked at Wu Chen coldly. Naturally, acting requires a complete performance.

"The young man is right. Money and goods must be paid properly. This is a rule left by our ancestors. You can't bully me like this just because I'm old."

After the old man finished speaking, there were two glistening eyes. If he didn't make movies with this acting skill, it would be a great loss to the film and television industry.

The people around him exploded again, and their words became even more mean. If the person involved was not a pretty girl, but someone like Wu Chen, someone would probably take advantage of her directly.

The old man glanced at Sima Bailing covertly, his meaning was very obvious, I have tricked you today, how can you not accept it? You have to suffer if you don't accept it, so why should you fight with me?

Sima Bailing had never been so angry before, so he grabbed the old man with a gesture. The old man was not an ordinary person, he was also a practitioner. It was very easy to avoid the girl's angry grasp, but if he did so, he would not achieve the result he wanted.

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An old face full of wrinkles came up from a seemingly reasonable angle, yes! He wanted public opinion and the uninformed masses to sublimate the matter again.

But as luck would have it, a figure happened to be in front of him, and the old man lost his balance and fell down.

It seemed good to fall down. The old man did not stabilize his body, but fell down. His big hands dragged him up just right, and pressed his fingers on his Xuanji and Huagai acupuncture points.

The old man's eyes were full of surprise, and just as he was about to stand up and speak, a huge amount of spiritual power quickly poured into his mind.

"Old man, why are you so careless? Fortunately, I have practiced before, otherwise it would be bad if you fell."

As he spoke, he straightened the old man up and secretly pressed a few more acupuncture points. The moment the old man stood up, his eyes glazed over and then returned to normal.

"Old man, what's going on? It's just a hairpin that makes you work so hard."

After hearing Wu Chen's words, the crowd around him also started talking about it. It's just one thing, nothing wrong with it.

"Humph, you ignorant guys, this hairpin is a treasure."

The old man looked at everyone relentlessly.

"What baby?"

Seeing Wu Chen's expression of curiosity about the baby, the old man raised his head and said proudly: "This hairpin is a real antique. How can it be bought for only 20,000 yuan?"

"Oh? Then why did you only sell it for 20,000?"

The onlookers looked as if they had seen a ghost, and seemed to have a vague feeling that this matter was not that simple.

"Haha, that's because..."

Suddenly, the old man seemed to remember something, and looked at Wu Chen and then Sima Bailing with a strange expression.

Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old man with a half-smile.

He did not expect that the old man actually broke through his mental suppression. Mental suppression is different from mental control. The former is mainly a hallucination using the mind to change cognition, while mental control is not something that Wu Chen can operate at his level.

The old man naturally knew that there was someone "in the circle" who stood out today. He was so strong at such a young age, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he had the idea of ​​leaving.

"I won't sell this hairpin, and I will refund the money to you." After saying this, the old man handed over the two wads of money.

"Look at what you said. Since you sincerely want to buy this beauty, and you sincerely want to sell it, the money and goods must be paid according to the rules set by our ancestors. Since you have received the money, you should also give the things to this beauty."

As the little princess of the God of Cookery Group, Sima Bailing grew up in a privileged environment, but she was also considered to be extremely intelligent, and she also knew some tricks and tricks in the world.

When she saw that the hairpin in the old man's hand was not the one shown to her, she had no intention of taking the hairpin in the old man's hand, which meant that there were two identical hairpins.

Ordinary people naturally cannot tell the difference between true and false. Even treasure appraisal experts need special identification tools and careful observation to find clues. Therefore, the old man's counterfeiting methods are real to ordinary people.

But for those in the industry, it’s obvious at a glance that it’s fake.

The old man looked at the two people again, and then at the crowd of people who were surrounded by water. He was really dumb and couldn't tell how hard it was to eat Coptis chinensis.

Tremblingly, he took out a copper hairpin with exquisite patterns from his arms, his eyes full of reluctance. This was not an act by the old man, but a true expression of his true feelings. You must know that if this copper hairpin is put up for auction, it may be sold later.

Add two 0s.

But now there are not only so many people watching, but also a practitioner who is good at spiritual power, who cannot escape no matter what.

After putting away the copper hairpin, Sima Bailing nodded gently to Wu Chen. The people were not fools. Just now the old man made a series of nonsense and wanted to sell the hairpin, but now he is reluctant to part with it and is marrying.

As the old man said before, most people are like a mirror.

Since there was nothing more to watch, everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Wu Chen and the other two people.

It's not that the old man doesn't want to leave, it's that he doesn't dare to leave.

"This...I also eat for a living...that..."

The old man rubbed his hands, looking embarrassed and humble. He completely lost his unreasonable and strong posture, and he was completely different from before.

"Don't let me see you"

In the end, Sima Bailing did not embarrass the old man. Although he had been embarrassed before, he got the copper hairpin for 20,000 yuan, which made up for the loss. The most important thing was that he could not lose his identity.

The old man nodded hurriedly to thank him, and with a flattering smile, he turned and walked towards his stall. He just wanted to pack up his things quickly and get out of the way.

"etc..."

With a touch of embarrassment, the old man stopped the movement in his hands, and said to Wu Chen with a flattering look on his face: "What else does this little brother have to do?"

"It's nothing. You opened a stall to do business. I want to buy something."

"I don't dare, I don't dare. Whatever I like, I can just give it to you. No money, no money."

He knew in his heart that only a few of the items on his stall were genuine, and the rest were counterfeit. It was okay to deceive ordinary people, but it was not that difficult for insiders to deceive, and his current level was still a little below.

Heat.

On the surface, he looked frightened, but the movements in his hands were getting faster and faster, and he had already put away a wooden box and a small jade bottle.

"Haha, since it's a business, I will definitely pay for it, don't worry about that."

"Hey, don't accept it so quickly."

"I said can you wait a moment?"

"Stop..."

Wu Chen didn't say anything, but the more he talked about the old man's things, the faster he got. He didn't look like an old man at all, but like a monkey, very fast.

"How much does this necklace cost?"

Wu Chen took a necklace that looked exquisitely crafted in his hand and asked the old man.

"Damn, he is indeed an insider."

The old man cursed secretly in his heart, and said with a smile: "I told you what you like, little brother, I will give it to you. This necklace is free of charge."

"oh!"

Wu Chen looked at the old man with a half-smile but said nothing, until he saw the old man and his heart went crazy and his smile became stiff, and finally he forced himself to offer a clearance price.

"If there's nothing else, I won't disturb you two."

The old man pulled the spread on the ground, ready to put it on his back and run away, so as not to be stopped by Wu Chen again.

"What is that black stone on your stall?"

The old man looked in the direction of Wu Chen's finger. It was a jet black stone. He didn't know what it was used for. He got it from someone else when he was packing and receiving goods.

"You must be honest, and you must recognize what you have said. Since I like it, this stone... no... this gem will be given to you."

The old man took the stone out of the stall and threw it directly to Wu Chen. Just as he caught it with his hands, the old man had already put his backpack on his shoulders. He said "goodbye" in one breath and ran away, leaving only two people behind.

The figures looking at each other in astonishment...

This old man seems to have nothing to do with honesty, right? And is this an old man? This speed is beyond the reach of Wu Chen.
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