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Hearing the stall owner's inquiry, Yang Chaoyue was speechless. Is there anyone doing business like this?
As a seller, actually ask the buyer if it is worth the money?

"I'm sorry, I may be in a hurry, you guys talk, I'll go first!" Yang Chaoyue knew very well that walking is the best policy.

After he finished speaking, he ignored the middle-aged female fans, let alone the stall owner's inquiry, stood up, turned around and left, very resolute.

"Boss, your inkstone..." After all, Yang Chaoyue is a capable person, and a quarter of an hour later, he took a fancy to another inkstone that didn't look very good.

According to his judgment, the inkstone was a bit damaged and was later repaired.

It's just that the repairer's skills are not high, so that the value is greatly reduced after repairing, but fortunately, the repairer also has self-knowledge, knowing that your craftsmanship is not good, so try to keep the original appearance when repairing, without causing additional damage, and Yang Chaoyue just He is also very good at restoring antiques. With a little treatment, this inkstone can become very valuable.

Can't say too much, there must be hundreds of thousands.

Having concluded this point, he looked around again, seeing no shadow of the middle-aged female fan just now, so he was relieved.

Finally, he could buy it with peace of mind, so he deliberately picked and picked, using other antiques as a cover, and finally it was the inkstone's turn.

"Teacher Yang, is it really you? You came to Bingcheng?" Yang Chaoyue, who was relieved, was about to ask the price when he heard a name that made his hair stand on end.

Teacher Yang, in the past, he liked it very much when people called him that, which showed his ability.

However, in the antique market, he is most jealous of others calling him that, because it will reveal his identity and affect his picking up.

If you let the stall owner know that there is an antique master in front of you with a pair of piercing eyes, how could you sell the antiques to him cheaply?

Yang Chaoyue turned his head and saw that it was not the middle-aged female fan just now, but an old man who looked about five or sixty years old.

"It's not me!" Yang Chaoyue replied subconsciously.

"Mr. Yang, don't deny it. Look on my phone, there is a video of you participating in the show!" The old man took out his phone.

It even opened, which happened to be a section of Yang Chaoyue's review of antiques.

The people around gathered around, watching the video on the old man's phone, several of them recognized Yang Chaoyue.

The eyes of those who recognized Yang Chaoyue, including the stall owner selling the inkstone, immediately lit up.

Yang Chaoyue, as an antique appraiser who has been on TV, must be very capable, and he has taken a fancy to his inkstone.

Gotta get rich!

Seeing Yang Chaoyue's embarrassing performance, Xu Qiang smiled and turned off the phone.

Don't worry about the rest, he believes that Wei Qinghai will arrange everything properly, and Yang Chaoyue will not be able to buy a good product at a low price today.

"What are you laughing at? If Yang Chaoyue can't buy it, you can buy it?" Many of the people following Xu Qiang are members of the Shanghai Antique Association. Seeing what happened to Yang Chaoyue, their teeth itch with hatred. I can't wait to rush over and slap Xu Qiang's smiling face hard.

But they know that they can't, they can make trouble, and there must be no direct conflict.

"I'll give you a warning. I'm going to buy antiques. When I buy them, you'd better stay away, otherwise don't blame me for any accident!" Xu Qiang laughed.

As long as he wants to buy, no one can stop him.

"Joke, what can be unexpected?"

"It's hard to say, but you will know soon!" Looking at their expressions, Xu Qiang knew that they still hadn't given up.

Xu Qiang ignored them, there was not much time left, and he had to make a choice as soon as possible.

Nice paperweight!

Soon, Xu Qiang found a target worth attacking. In a booth in front, there were more than ten paperweights.

The target he found was one of them.

"Handsome guy, what are you looking for?" As soon as Xu Qiang walked over, the stall owner warmly entertained Xu Qiang.

There is no way, there are too many stalls on Wenwan Street, and there are many storefronts. The competition is very fierce. If you are not enthusiastic, you will not be able to sell.

"Let me see for myself!" Xu Qiang said with a smile, and glanced behind him at the same time.

He felt a wave of hostility, and immediately found the source of the hostility. It was a man who was walking towards him, a member of the Exchange Group of the Modu City.

Xu Qiang immediately understood that he was going to come up to make trouble.

Xu Qiang sneered, he had already warned, if you don't listen to his warning, don't blame him for being cruel.

With a flick of the fingers, a strong wind shot out.

Snapped!
The man who was walking towards Xu Qiang was just able to take the second step when his left foot slipped and he fell firmly on the ground with a thud.

It fell badly!

Because of the solid landing sound, everyone who heard and saw it felt pain for him.

"Is this the famous flat ground fall?"

"That's right, but a middle-aged greasy uncle also fell on the ground, who loves him?"

"No one will feel sorry for him, they will only watch the fun!"

Facing the man lying on the ground who hadn't gotten up for a long time, everyone pointed and pointed.

After reacting, the other people from the exchange group of the Devil's City walked over to two people and helped the middle-aged man who fell flat on the ground to get up.

The man who was helped up, his face turned blue from the pain, looked at Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang smiled, not trying to hide it at all, but showing a provocative look in his eyes.

It was Xu Qiang who did it!

They were already sure, but how did Xu Qiang do it?
No one saw that the man who fell had no banana peel or watermelon peel under his feet, and no one tripped him. How could he fall for no reason?
After Xu Qiang finished laughing, he turned his head away and continued to look at the paperweight.

After picking and choosing, Xu Qiang took out two of them.

"What price?" Just as Xu Qiang was asking the price, someone lost faith again, and a man in a gray and white jacket walked towards Xu Qiang angrily.

"Having learned from the past, I still dare to stand out. It seems that I fell lightly just now!" Xu Qiang flicked his fingers again.

Snapped!
Hey!
The man in the black and white jacket was thinking about how to make trouble for Xu Qiang while paying attention to his feet. He couldn't be the second person to fall.

But suddenly I felt my legs cramp and I couldn't control it, and my whole body slammed forward with a thud.

Of course, Xu Qiang did it. Stimulating the corresponding acupuncture points and nerves can make the muscles respond accordingly.

It's just that whether it's acupoints or nerves, it's very difficult to stimulate a specific part. You must have a sufficient understanding of the overall structure.

And Xu Qiang, as a power user and a brilliant doctor, happened to be very familiar with the structure of the human body.

Finger ejection, right in the middle of the corresponding acupuncture points.

The man in the gray and white jacket stuck his head on the ground. Unlike the man who fell just now, the middle-aged man who fell just now fell to the ground all at once.

And the man in the gray and white jacket threw his head on the ground, landing face first.

After landing on the ground, he let out a shrill scream. The pain was so great that he began to roll on the ground, his face was bloody.

Xu Qiang sneered coldly, taking it upon himself!

When the others saw it, they gasped, Xu Qiang was a bit too evil, right?
It is said that someone is unlucky, and someone is unlucky, and each time is more unlucky. Those who were eager to try gave up their plans to make trouble.

They don't want to be like the man in the gray and white jacket, with bloody and disfigured faces, right?

In fact, it is not, the strength to be controlled is very good, the man in the gray jacket looks miserable, but the actual injury on his face is not serious.

Because there is no life or death enmity between him and Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang didn't want to kill him either, he just wanted to teach him a lesson, just frighten him, so it looked serious, but it wasn't serious.

"Boss, you're back to your senses. Are you doing business or watching the fun?" Xu Qiang stretched out his hand and waved in front of the stall owner.

Two people fell in a row not far away, especially the second one fell badly, which attracted the attention of many people, including the stall owner who wanted to do business with Xu Qiang. Now I am afraid that Xu Qiang will just take the things away. He was also able to find out in time, because he didn't look at Xu Qiang.

"Of course it's business, handsome guy. I have to give you a thumbs up. You have a sharp eye. You discovered all of my two treasures." The stall owner who came back to his senses looked at Xu Qiang The two paperweights that were picked out immediately started to show off.

After boasting, just buy an offer, [-]!

"Boss, you are right. The two paperweights I picked out are all fine works from the Republic of China period. They are well preserved and the quantity is exquisite." Xu Qiang said with a smile.

"Look, I just said it, it's my treasure!"

"Don't worry, listen to me, because it is from the period of the Republic of China and it is too close to the present, so the number of this kind of ceramic paperweight is very large, and there are many well-preserved ones, so no matter how exquisite it is, it is impossible to sell it at a high price, you say Really?" Xu Qiang asked the stall owner with a smile.

There are many factors that determine the price of antiques, and rarity is a very important reason.

If an antique wants to sell at a high price, the rarer it is, the greater the possibility, and whether it is exquisite or not is only a relatively secondary factor.

"Expert!" The stall owner held out his thumb.

At the same time, he also knew that the two porcelain paperweights selected by Xu Qiang could not be sold at a high price today.

The buyer is an expert, and will not let him lose money, but he will definitely not let him make more money, and can only give him some small profits.

"Did he really get it?" When Xu Qiang was bargaining with the stall owner, the members of the exchange group in Shanghai were not idle, whispering to each other.

They are not reconciled!
But two people fell down one after another, and both were injured, it was really evil.

Thinking of Xu Qiang's warning just now, they all guessed that Xu Qiang did it. The question is how did Yu Qiang do it?
They couldn't figure it out, and they were unwilling to let Xu Qiang buy the paperweight.

"I thought of a way..." Suddenly someone spoke.

"any solution?"

"Since we can't get close to Xu Qiang, we don't have to get close to him. Can we not make trouble from a long distance?"

"How?"

"Well, the method is actually very simple. We can take one thing and smash the antique that Xu Qiang wants to buy. At worst, we will lose money. As long as Xu Qiang can't buy the antique, we will succeed!" The person who figured out a way, It seems that Xu Qiang is full of confidence.

Throwing something?

The members of the Exchange Group in the Modu City, upon hearing this proposal, some nodded and some shook their heads.

After a brief discussion, they decided to let a person who is good at playing darts execute it, and his aim is much better than others.

"You have to be careful, don't hit other people, it's best not to hit Xu Qiang, just hit the antique in his hand!" The executor held a small apple in his hand and was about to smash it with it. When Xu Qiang was in trouble, the people around him whispered to remind him to pay attention.

"Don't worry, the difficulty is much lower than my darts competition, I will succeed!" The executor was full of confidence.

Aim and shoot!
The executor is about to throw the apple out. Although it is a small apple, as long as it is thrown correctly, it can have the greatest effect.