Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Hearing this answer, the young man with the hairy head was stunned again.

"No, I agreed half an hour ago to raise money to buy gossip... No, who are you? Why are you cleaning up the things at this stall? You bought everything?"

Du Heng nodded.

"That's right, it's all covered. From what you said, are you going to raise money to buy this gossip mirror?"

Du Heng was holding a small bronze mirror in the shape of a gossip.

The young man's eyes lit up when he saw this.

"Yes, it's the gossip mirror. I wonder if buddies can give up their love?"

Naturally not.

Du Heng may sell other Fengshui-related items at this stall after researching them.Only this gossip mirror is a genuine ancient relic of the Republic of China, and it was made in the same year as the five ghost beads.

Du Heng is also going to see if he is lucky enough to gather the other four-element gossip mirrors.

Listen to Du Heng's refusal.

Seeing Du Heng holding the gossip mirror and loving it, the young man with burr head felt a big headache.

This is what his cousin asked for by name.

It is very likely that it is a treasure related to Fengshui, please go back and put it at home so that the house can be safe and peaceful.

Ben told the old man with white beard that he would raise 20 to buy it.

But I didn't realize that the old man didn't keep promises, not only sold things to others, but even ran away!
What a fuck!

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I made an agreement with my previous boss to sell this gossip mirror. It's not kind of you to have a hand all of a sudden."

Du Heng felt funny when he heard this.

He looked up at the burr-headed youth.

"I didn't know you two had an agreement. It's old man Sun's business to be unkind. You don't settle the score with him but put it aside and blame me. Isn't it unreasonable?"

"Or do you think that if you say that, I will feel embarrassed and sell you this gossip mirror?"

The burly-headed youth really thought so.

But obviously, Du Heng doesn't like him.

Chen Po walked over from the side, stood coldly in front of Du Heng's right, and stared straight at the young man with a hairy head.

The young man could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile as he stared at him.

"Boss, your bodyguard looks very strong at first glance, but at first glance, boss, you are a rich man! I'm sorry, I took the liberty and said something wrong."

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses.

The opponent's bodyguard looked like he wanted to kill someone.

The burr-headed youth resolutely gave up.

But he still didn't give up, he needed this gossip mirror to please his cousin.

"Boss, I really need this gossip mirror very much. My cousin is poor, but at that time he saw this gossip mirror and it was fate."

"If I can't buy it for him today, he might not be able to sleep at night!"

"Brothers really can't give up love?"

still can not.

And when he heard the word "destiny", Du Heng wanted to laugh for some reason.

The last person who said this had just fled for less than half an hour in grief and despair.

See Du Heng laughing.

The young man with a hairy head thought there was something to be said, so he quickly made an offer, hoping to impress Du Heng.

"The 20 that I talked to the old man before, so brother, I won't let you work in vain, how about I add another [-] to you?"

"No way, not for sale."

Du Heng flatly refused.

The young man with a hairy head was puzzled and said, "I'm giving you 30 yuan! You don't want to sell it? You're enclosing the booth. The unit price of this gossip mirror must be less than 20 yuan!"

"First of all, no matter how much I bought it for, it can sell for at least 50!"

"Secondly, do you think I look like someone short of money?"

Du Heng didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he pointed it out directly.

The young man with a burr head was questioned.

Just by looking at the person who hugged him before going out, he knew he was a rich man.

He wants to increase the price to impress the other party.

It is indeed self-defeating and using the wrong method.

"Then, bye."

The young man with a hairy head was unhappy to leave, not only because he was unhappy that he didn't buy the gossip mirror, but also because of a very common psychology.

Are rich people amazing?
Gan!
But neither of them expected it to be.

Only three or four 10 minutes later, the two met again.

In front of a stall selling porcelain.

Du Heng is identifying all kinds of porcelain mixed with fakes and real products one by one in Tianyan. There are lantern vases, bamboo hat bowls, and Ru kiln wash... Although most of the booths are fakes, Du Heng looks at them with great interest.

The main imitations are quite real. If you can buy them at a low price, you can also put them at home as common porcelain.

But a pity.

After asking, I found out that the stall owner didn't know who to learn the stinky rules from.

The same group of customers are only allowed to buy one piece.

It is said that in this way, the sins of doing bad things to the Buddha can be shared to the greatest extent.

What can Du Heng do?
You can't pinch someone's neck and say that I am rich, and I want to make a round today, right?

Such arrogance will be beaten to death sooner or later!

In the end, Du Heng chose a Longquan kiln Meiziqing three-legged furnace from the Southern Song Dynasty.

Longquan kiln is one of the six official porcelain kilns in Song Dynasty.

In the poem "Burning Incense" by Yang Wanli, a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, "Crafting porcelain to make a tripod green in water" is a description of the green and green color of Longquan kiln porcelain.

Du Heng took a fancy to this Longquan Kiln Meiziqing three-legged kiln.

Folded edge, short neck, round belly.

The fetus is white and hard, the glaze color is like the early green plum, the color is elegant and moist, with a jade texture.The shape is simple and elegant, which is an imitation of the bronze style of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

It can be regarded as a classic masterpiece of Longquan kiln porcelain making skills in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Du Heng was just about to ask the price.

He heard the voice of the young man with a hairy head behind him.

"Coincidentally, this person really can't bear to be talked about. Cousin, look at the most handsome boy in front of you, it's this rich second generation who stole your gossip mirror."

It's still so ugly to speak.

Du Heng held the Longquan Kiln Meiziqing three-legged furnace and turned to look at him.

"Brother, you said I'm handsome, I'm glad you're not blind."

"But please stay away next time when you talk about people behind your back, I can hear you. Also, please correct me, I am a rich generation, please don't randomly arrange people for me."

After warning Du Heng, he turned around and continued to ask the price.

But the middle-aged man next to the young man with hairy head was his cousin, and he was not happy after hearing this.

You kid stole my heart.

Still so arrogant?
Do you know who I am?Today's young people are really ignorant!
He was about to teach Du Heng a lesson.

The middle-aged man found that a tall figure suddenly stopped in front of him.

"My boss is talking about business, please do not disturb."

"If you pester me, I won't take it seriously."

"you……"

This God of Killing looked like he couldn't be provoked.

Both of them were stopped by Chen Po, but they didn't leave, but also squatted in front of the porcelain booth.

The porcelain on this stall is indeed exquisite.

It makes people happy.

Over there, Du Heng was rolling his eyes while listening to the stall owner's chatter.

"Handsome boss, you really have vision!"

"This Longquan Kiln Meiziqing three-legged furnace was passed down from my ancestors, if it wasn't for..."

If it weren't for your child getting sick.

blah blah blah...

Du Heng didn't need to listen further, he knew what the stall owner was going to say in tears.

When you raise the value of the goods next time, please.

How about a new way of saying it?

The novice Mengmeng fell down.

But do you think I look like a novice?I'm tired of hearing your rhetoric!
"Heirloom? Then I won't win people's love."

Du Heng made a gesture to leave.