"Little brother, this is indeed a folk kiln."

The manager said with regret.

"But it is a fine product in the folk kiln. Let's do it. If you are willing to sell it, we will make friends. I will offer a real price and will not make any money."

"Eight thousand yuan, you can leave it."

The manager looked like he was bleeding heavily.

Eight thousand yuan is indeed a lot for an ordinary college student.

"But my teacher said, it's an official kiln."

The fat man spoke.

"Little brother, you still don't believe me. In this way, I'll ask someone to invite a professional to you."

After saying that, the manager winked at the clerk next to him.

Two minutes later, the clerk invited an old man with gray hair.

"This is the vice president of Jiangzhou Treasure Appraisal Association, a director of Jiangnan Appraisal Association, and a national treasure appraisal... a famous money expert."

The manager introduced the fat man.

"Let him see, don't worry."

Hearing a string of titles from the money expert, the fat man nodded subconsciously.

The manager handed the porcelain bottle to the money expert. While the fat man was not paying attention, the manager gave the money expert a special look.

After taking the porcelain bottle and looking at it for a while, the money expert spoke:

"Not bad, not bad, it's a good folk kiln, worth six or seven thousand."

Even experts say that the fat man is very disappointed.

"How is it, little brother, I didn't cheat you, eight thousand yuan is already generous."

The manager said with a sincere look:

"Let me do this, I'll give you a little more, nine thousand yuan, we'll accept it."

"Although it is worth less than 9,000 yuan, I like it very much. We can be considered as making friends."

The fat man seemed a little moved.

"slow."

The fat man is ready to agree.
Chapter completed!