As old as he grew up, the little demon had never been chased away by someone, and he was the one who chased people in Qiyun Mountain.

The cover was gone and the shoes almost ran away. It was easy to say. Every time he earned his mother's money, the little demon was already angry enough. He suddenly heard someone say whether to receive the goods or not, and he immediately became angry!

Damn it! It’s not all that harming my father once, you guys are going to use second-hand ones!?

"You don't have eyes! Isn't my dad so badly that you are harmed by you? Master Dao, I was about to look for you, but you came to the door! I won't let you bleed today, you don't know that my name is Zhang Xiaoyao!" Xiaoyao grabbed the collar of the person's clothes and raised his fist.

"Boss! Boss!" The person who came was so scared that he almost slipped out.

Only then did the little demon see clearly that this man was in his fifties and was a country man. He was wearing a torn Zhongshan suit and a pair of yellow rubber shoes. He was black and thin. Seeing that he was like this, he was so scared that he trembled.

"Boss, forget it if you don't receive the goods, don't hit people. I'll leave, will it be fine if I leave?" The old man struggled, and his tears were about to be scared out.

"Stop!" the little demon shouted, and the old man's steps stretched out immediately took them back.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

The little demon didn't say anything, and looked at the old man carefully, feeling that the old man's face was definitely not a cunning person.

"Do you know Wang Mazi?"

"Wang Mazi? I don't know him." The old man shook his head.

It seems that it is not here to cheat my father.

"Haha, I was teasing you just now. Are you selling goods, right?" Xiao Yao immediately showed an extremely intimate expression on her face.

The old man was almost crazy by him, and his face became too fast, so it was not easy for this young man to mess with.

"That, don't sell it anymore, don't sell it anymore." The old man turned around and was about to run away.

The more Xiao Yao’s temper goes against her, the more she misses her. How could she let the old man run away?!

"Old man, if you run away, I will really beat you up!" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

The old man made progress and immediately came back, looking at the little demon pitifully: "Boss, what do you want!? Don't bully us country people like this!"

"Who bullies you!" Xiao Yaodao pointed to the stool next to him: "Didn't you say there is a product? I open a store to do business. Take it out and I will take it out. If I like you, I will give you money and the price will be satisfied! If you don't believe it, go inquire, and other big stores are cheating, and we are very kind to you!"

The old man nodded and said, "Before coming, I also asked in the village. Boss Zhang went to our place to receive goods and never treated us badly, so he came here. Are you Boss Zhang?"

"Me? Oh, that's also true. I am Boss Zhang's son, Boss Xiao Zhang." Xiao Yao said.

"Oh." When the old man heard this, he felt relieved. The little demon poured tea and greeted him, and the old man gradually relaxed.

"Take it out, what's the thing?" Xiao Yao asked.

The old man looked outside nervously, turned around and turned his back to the door, took out a ball of old newspaper from the broken, opened it layer by layer, and a piece of porcelain appeared inside.

The little demon recognized this thing, and his father told him that it was called Shuiyu, which was the desk of ancient literati and poets.

The piece in front of me is not big, and I can hold it with a slap. The glaze is blue and yellow, and it is basically complete. It is just a small piece of it knocked off the bottom and covered with mud. The little demon spits and wipes it with his clothes, which has a gentle luster.

Xiao Yao thought this thing might be a bit old. If my father was there, he could see what he wanted at a glance, but if he was himself, that would be different. Let Xiao Yao draw talismans to see it. Although he also learned some knowledge from his father, he was purely a half-baked level, so how could he understand the quality of this water bowl?

The little demon held it in his hand, looked left and right, rubbed it and wiped it, and even picked it up and knocked it hard a few times to hear the sound. The old man was so worried that he was like this. This was porcelain, not strong, and if he was scattered by this child, he would run away in vain.

After more than half an hour of sex, the old man couldn't sit still and licked his lips: "Boss Xiao Zhang, do you want this thing?"

Xiao Yao scratched his head and said, "I can't even get this thing myself, why do I need it?"

After looking at the things, I looked at the old man again, thinking to myself: Let’s inquire first.

"Old man, I think this thing is an old person." The little demon looked awesome.

"It's really old!" The old man was very happy to hear this.

"Where did you come from the stuff?" Xiao Yao decided to encircle the circle.

The old man whispered: "That's right. In our village, there was a wealthy family. I heard that it was amazing. I had been an official. A few days ago, their family renovated the old house. I went to help. When demolishing the house, I picked it up from the wooden building and took it home. The old woman said it was used as a salt jar. I watched TV at night and said that it was a treasure appraisal. It was a jar similar to mine. It was tens of thousands of yuan. I thought this thing might be an old guy, so I asked and took it to see how much it could be sold."

"You came from other people's homes!" Xiao Yao sneered.

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "You can't say that! His son is the village chief, so he asked us to work. After three days of exhaustion, he only gave him dozens of dollars. He said that if he was less, he would still have to beat me. They don't want this jar, I picked it up!"

"Oh." Xiao Yao nodded. Since he said that, he was an old guy.

Now it can be judged. But my father said that the most taboo thing in gain is to listen to stories. People are all terrifying these days, so they can make up lies.

The little demon thought he had to be more secure.

"Boss, how much do you pay for this?" The old man choked the little demon.

Before you can confirm that the thing is old, you have to ask for the price?

God knows what the price is!? Xiao Yao has never collected the goods or sold them, so how can he know?

It is worthy of being the first to be a little slippery person. The little demon turned his eyes and asked the old man: "Old man, how much do you want?"

"Ah?" The old man was also stunned. Isn't this all the money he paid for? Why did he ask me that he was here?

"It's okay, old man, you all know my dad's character. Zheng Yiju never cheats. It's not easy for you to run such a long way, just say it." The little demon's caring look moved the old man a little.

The old man thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and stretched out his two fingers.

"How many? Twenty thousand!?" The little demon's eyes straightened. This is too dark! He is still a farmer!

"Old man, you are not kind! You can't just watch the expensive sale on TV and ask for a price! Your thing is so small, you can hold it five times with a piss. Look, there is still a hole, 20,000!? Oh my god, aren't you cheating me as a child?"

The old man trembled and shook his head repeatedly: "No, I don't mean that, I mean, two thousand, do you like it?"

"Two thousand..." The little demon pondered for a moment.

This thing looks old, but it’s not sure. Porcelain is the most complex and has the deepest water. Even old things are particular about it, and it may not be valuable. Some are hundreds of thousands or millions, while others are only worth dozens of dollars.

Two thousand, if you buy it right, it’s fine, but if you buy it wrong, you will lose all your money. Damn, I’ve been busy all morning and I haven’t made a penny. Is it easy to make money?

The little demon was so worried that he was so worried that he was holding the jar.

What to do!? My dad, why haven’t you come yet?!

After thinking about it, looking at the anxious old man, the little demon slapped his thigh: There is a way!

The old man was so scared that he couldn't slide down from the chair.

"Old man, wait a moment, I'll go into the house to study it. Don't worry, my store is here and I won't run away."

"Okay, look, I'm not afraid." The old man nodded.

The little demon walked into the inner room, placed the water bowl on the table, and took out the bean bag. The guy was still sleeping.

"Doubao, so beloved, please help me feel it, how is this thing?" The little demon was extremely flattering.

Dou Bao opened his eyes, looked at the little demon, closed his eyes again, flipped his body, and leaned back and forked.

"Your mother! You are like this when you are using you!" The little demon was so angry that he cursed.

Unable to say, "It seems that I can only use my talent for debut!"

Looking outside, the old man was still waiting. The little demon closed his eyes, exerted his true energy, and suddenly opened his eyes.

After the flash of lightning, the little demon's body shook and his eyes were filled with stars.

I see clearly, it turns out to be an old guy!

Just now, the little demon saw it clearly: the surface of the water bowl was actually wrapped with a thick white aura. This aura was vicissitudes and purity, and exuded a strong and righteous spirit.

It seems that the owner of this thing is an upright guy.

I feel at ease, but Xiao Yao is a little worried. I have to be more at ease if it is suitable for two thousand yuan.

Looking at the cabinet in the store, the little demon made a plan to heart.

If you do this, you will definitely not make any mistakes!
Chapter completed!