He weighed the gold medal.

If it is calculated based on pure gold, this gold medal is worth at least tens of thousands of dollars.

He tentatively asked: "Boss, tell me the truth. How old is this thing?"

"This, let's say a few hundred years."

"And it's pure gold?"

"That's right! As far as the price is concerned, you can decide for yourself. This thing has been with me for a long time, and it can be regarded as the treasure of the town store!"

The vendor smiled obscenely, but Fu Kuan didn't care.

Judging by what the vendor said.

The gold medal that has been around for hundreds of years is pure gold, and it is also the treasure of the store. The most important thing is to let this man earn money.

How should it be valued?
50?
Seems a little less.

"Boss, does this brand have any history?"

"I'm not too sure about the specifics. It's probably made by people hundreds of years ago. It looks good, but it's definitely not something in the palace. Brother, I think you are new to the industry, right? No Been here?"

"No... I just became interested recently."

Fu Kuan smiled, but still gave such an answer.

According to common sense, if a rookie enters the industry, he will be slaughtered!

But since the vendor asked this, it meant that he would not do this.

"Then you've bought the right place. I, Old Yan, never rip off customers. Whether it's newcomers or old people, I treat them equally."

"Thank you, boss, for your love."

Fu Kuan cupped his fists.

"This business is almost wiped out by these colleagues. Alas, it's a mess, cheating Xiaobai, cheating Laobai, and only making a fortune. This is not the attitude that an antique shop should have at all!"

"That's right! Brother, you are really upright!"

"I, Old Yan, don't make those unconscionable money. If you want it, you can just give the money. I will pay you if it suits you. I will not cheat you. I have also truthfully told all aspects of this brand. It is up to you whether you buy it or not."

That old Yan lay down again.

"60 million, how about it?"

The vendor opened his eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Ah."

"Little brother, this brand is worth up to 46. This thing actually has no historical value, it's just a little old, but it's definitely easier to preserve than those bottles and jars. After all, it's real gold."

That old Yan is really straightforward.

"Brother, I'll give you the 60, I'll give it to you!"

Fu Kuan spoke in a high voice, which immediately attracted many people to stop.

"Fuck! Is this little brother stupid? A gold medal, 60?"

"This brand is worth 60 at most, and by visual inspection, it's not heavy. It's worth a hundred thousand. What if it's something hundreds of years ago? What if the dealer says it's what it is? What's more, if it's true It was something hundreds of years ago, and it is definitely not worth [-]!"

"That's right, gold is a hard currency. As the dealer said, it's much easier to preserve than ordinary antiques."

"Little brother, this is in a hurry to send money to others!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, maybe some rich second generation came to experience life again!"

"That's right, 60, how can ordinary people get it?"

"..."

A sound of discussion reached Fu Kuan's ears, but he was unmoved.

Tang Chuchu was also aroused, and she didn't know what was worth paying 60 yuan.

"Brother, the price I'm talking about is 60. Hello, anyway, this 60, you take it!"

Fu Kuan took out a wad of banknotes from his bag.

The eyes of the people around are straight!
"My mother! Cash!"

"Carrying millions in cash with you?"

"How heavy is this?"

"It's really the young master of the rich family! Let's go!"

"Admiration! Rich!"

"This old boy, I didn't expect to post it today. Usually, there is no one at his stall, but in the end, when he comes to a customer, he will support us for a month!"

"This businessman stepped on dog shit and was lucky to meet such a fool!"

"..."

That old Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Take it."

"That's right! Keep it, don't want it for nothing, people have already sent you money!"

"Hey! Keep your voice down!"

"Brother, isn't he stupid?"

"That's right, there's no reason not to take the free money."

"..."

People around were talking.

Old Yan finally settled down.

"to make!"

He took stacks of banknotes and placed them on the stall.

But then, he began to look around.

"Little brother, these two micro-carved walnuts will be given to you! And this bottle is also worth tens of thousands of yuan. I can't take so much money from you for nothing. I don't have any good things at this stall, so, Forgive me!"

"Brother, this statement is wrong."

Fu Kuan smiled, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

"Then this gold medal?"

"It's yours!"

A stone in Fu Kuan's heart fell to the ground.

"and many more!"

But right now.

A woman's voice came suddenly.

"Who are you!"

"Why are you so unqualified!"

"Okay! Here comes another rich daughter!"

"Could it be this kid's wife? Hahaha, have you been caught?"

"..."

"go away!"

"shut up!"

Several people who looked like bodyguards cursed indifferently.

"Anyone!"

"Shhh-look at these few, they are not the masters to mess with, let's be careful."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"..."

Fu Kuan was taken aback and looked back.

I saw a woman struggling to squeeze in from the crowd.

Although the three bodyguards around him tried their best to push and shoved the surrounding crowd, they couldn't stand the crowd, so they had to give up.

An ominous thought rang in Fu Kuan's heart.

Could it be that someone has come to cut me off?

"I'll pay 100 million!"

"What? Crazy?"

"This 100 million is not money!"

"I thought it was this kid's wife, but it seems that I was wrong, it was cut off!"

"Hahaha, there is a good show to watch!"

"..."

The voices of the onlookers were very soft. After all, the three big men had been staring at the crowd with angry eyes all the time.

"Miss, I have already made a deal with this little brother, you should go look elsewhere."

Old Yan put away the wads of banknotes and was about to close the stall and leave.

In fact, he didn't understand why his broken gold medal was so sought after?
This thing has been on his stall for several years, and no one has noticed it at all.

In one day today, there are only two people who have been taken advantage of?

But even though he thought so in his heart, he actually earned Fu Kuan's money, which was only around a hundred thousand.

Moreover, the money was still paid to him.

So he has a clear conscience.

"200 million!"

Old Yan's expression didn't change at all.

"300 million!"

Old Yan swallowed his saliva.

"500 million!"

Old Yan stopped.

Fu Kuan looked suspiciously at the woman with heavy makeup. Although this woman looked very charming, Fu Kuan only felt nausea at this moment.

"600 million! Will you sell it or not?"

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