"No lie, no lie."

"Okay this is."

With a serious look on his face, the old man held the stone ball in front of Su Bai with both hands.

...How good is this?

Su Bai was speechless for a while. He temporarily let go of the questions of "Is it a lie or not?" and "Is it good?" and continued to ask: "Who bought it?"

"I bought it from the teacher."

When Su Bai heard the word "teacher", he sighed in his heart.

This is the antique circle’s version of a milk tea shop.

It’s not the milk tea that makes money, it’s the franchise fee.

Some bastards in the antique circle don't buy and sell antiques properly, so they just defraud these laymen out of their money.

"I heard you've been here for a few days. Have you ever sold one?"

Su Bai reached out and tapped the stone ball.

The old man lowered his head, and the hand holding the stone ball dropped.

Obviously not.

"You haven't sold any of them, don't you realize there's a problem?"

Su Bai was heartbroken: "Go home, you were deceived by the teacher."

"I'm not lying, the teacher gave it to me at a loss."

The old man's expression is serious and stubborn.

Su Bai looked at his expression and suddenly couldn't say words like "Powdered by stone", "Worthless", "Your teacher is a liar" and so on.

I had no choice but to sigh, get up and walk towards the white orchid tree.

Netizens in the live broadcast room saw the current situation, and the barrage showed polarization:

[When you are old enough to live like a dog, you really have to be able to eat antiques. Wouldn’t it be nice to pick up leaks like the anchor? Let the teacher teach you, it’s funny.]

[I gave it to you at a loss, he is your father.]

[Anchor, this script is not good. The person who wrote the script has his salary deducted. How can there be such a stupid person?]

[That’s enough from the front. The elderly are already pitiful enough. Don’t you have any elderly people at home?]

[He was just deceived and didn’t do anything wrong.]

[It feels so bad to see it like this, just like my grandma, who was afraid of being accused by her children when she was cheated, so she tried her best to convince herself that she was not cheated, and then she was cheated even more...]

[Hey, why did the anchor leave? Are you giving up now?]

[Why don't you leave? The old man didn't listen to the advice, he didn't lie, he didn't lie, hey.]

……

Of course Su Bai didn't just leave like that.

It’s just that I already know that verbal persuasion is useless.

The old man's condition is already very wrong.

I haven’t eaten enough water or rice all day long, plus I’m under mental stress.

Still dare not face reality,

It's useless to say anything to him now.

Su Bai found two security guards again, exchanged some cash with them, walked back to the stall, bent down and took out two hundred yuan and handed it to the old man.

"Old man, take this money and take the bus and go home."

The old man stood up in panic and reached out to push it away: "No, I can't ask for your money."

"It's not easy for you either."

Su Bai insisted and put the money into the old man's hand, pressed his fingers to hold the money in his palm, and patted it gently:

"When you go back, don't come back, and don't trust that teacher again."

The old man muttered his lips a few times and held the money tightly. Then, as if he thought of something, he picked up a few stone balls and some odds and ends from the stall and put them into Su Bai's hand.

plug.

"Boss, these are for you."

Su Bai stretched out his hand and pushed it away, shaking his head and saying, "I don't want this."

"Take it, take it, you can't lose 200 yuan."

The old man was very insistent and couldn't explain why. He just muttered and repeated: "You can't lose money."

Su Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at the bottle of water lying on the ground and realized that if he didn't accept it, the old man would probably refuse to ask for money.

"Okay."

The old man smiled, took half a sack, stuffed a hasty package of things into Su Bai's arms, and kept repeating the phrase "You can't lose money."

Su Bai reluctantly took it and said: "Okay, old man, please drink some water quickly and go have something to eat. You haven't drank any water all day, right?"

"Were you carrying it like this a few days ago?"

The old man unscrewed the cap of the bottle of water and drank the entire bottle of water in one gulp, shaking his head and smiling honestly.

At this time, after exchanging cash for Su Bai, he interrupted the young security guard who came to watch the excitement:

"That's not true. Two days ago, he bought a bottle of water and ate some steamed buns."

The middle-aged security guard added: "Today the old man gave the money to the little beggar. He didn't even have money to buy a bottle of water, so he had to carry it."

Su Bai glanced at the old man in work clothes in surprise.

The old man smiled honestly: "I think that kid is pitiful. He won't get any money and will be beaten."

The young security guard curled his lips disdainfully: "They are all liars. There are many of them in this antique city. I have even seen mothers bringing their children to beg."

In the live broadcast room, after Su Bai gave money and the old man kept emphasizing that he "cannot compensate", the atmosphere changed. Some people mocked the host "Holy Mother", and some were angry that the old man "can't be saved". At this moment, everyone fell silent.

.

After being reduced to this, he is still willing to give the last bit of money he has to buy water to an even more pitiful little beggar.

Even if the other person's beggar is fake, the old man's kindness is real.

The mood in the barrage changed, and Su Bai began to be encouraged to give the old man more money. Those who were impatient started to buy gifts, and asked the anchor to pay on his behalf.

Su Bai also felt that the 200 yuan just now seemed to be too little.

I’m afraid of giving too much,

This gives the elderly people a wrong understanding, and they really think they are making money from selling antiques.

If you make the same mistake again, you will lose your life.

Su Bai took advantage of the two security guards to help the old man pack his luggage - large and small woven bags, moved a few steps away, and asked the netizens in the live broadcast room:

"Everyone, please tell me why I gave you more money, so as not to misunderstand the old man."

Su Bai put the jade pot and spring vase he bought earlier on the ground. He squatted on the ground with his free hands and untied the pieces of the torn sack, revealing the messy things that the old man had forced inside. He pointed at them and said:

"Whoever comes up with a good idea, this is a thank you gift, free shipping dear."

【Are you happy with your skin?】

[It’s okay if you think about it, forget about those rubbish, let the host keep it for himself.]

[Free shipping, are these rags enough for postage?]

【I want that bottle.】

Su Bai pulled the pile of rags with his hands and pointed his glasses at them so that the netizens in the live broadcast room could see more clearly.

The thank you gifts are of course a joke,

Su Bai was really just scratching his head, and was about to give the remaining cash to the old man and persuade him to go home quickly and not come out again, when his eyes suddenly blurred.

"Huh?"

Su Bai took out all the money and held it in the palm of his hand. Suddenly he couldn't move.

Over there, with the help of two security guards, the old man stuffed everything into a woven bag and was about to leave.

Netizens were so anxious that they sent barrages:

[Why is the anchor so dazed? Everyone is leaving.]

[You shouldn’t be reluctant to give up money, let’s come and get the gifts.]

[The one in the front is a new fan at first glance. Look at our anchors and look at their eyebrows. Look at those little eyebrows flying up.]

【Damn, isn’t it?!】

【Isn’t it?!】

……

Su Bai was more shocked than everyone in the live broadcast room, so he took off his glasses and wiped them ten or twenty times.

[Item: Jade Pig Grip]

【Era: Western Han Dynasty】

【……】

Su Bai fixed his gaze on a ten-centimetre-long, cylindrical thing that looked like a doorknob sandwiched between the stone balls, and had only one thought in his mind:

"Have I wronged him?"
Chapter completed!