Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 152 Nobody Can Pretend Better Than You

Now that the first customer came to the door, Zhang Xianqu naturally escaped from the siege of Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen, and began to explain the origin of the souvenirs in the store to the couple.Of course, I don’t forget to intersperse some special explanations in the store in the middle.

"In our store, in addition to souvenirs and local products, there are also some antiques mixed in. During some fixed member activity days, we will use an area as the activity point, and all the products displayed in it are all at average prices. sell."

"This activity is generally aimed at antique lovers. We promise that the antiques in the store are [-]% genuine."

"In addition, the value of these antiques is guaranteed to be at least [-] yuan."

Zhang Xianqu patiently introduced the characteristics of the store, although it was his first time to experience such a scene, and his heart-beating Mandarin was a bit substandard.

But at least it was over smoothly.

The middle-aged couple looked at some of the products displayed in the store with interest, but finally their eyes fell on Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen were looking at a pair of jade chopsticks, arguing endlessly about the age of this product.

One said it was the Song Dynasty, and the other said it was the Tang Dynasty. They each insisted on their own words, but the span of time is a bit long, which makes people feel like they are talking nonsense.

"These two old men are entrusted by you."

Among the couple, the woman obviously has a low IQ, doesn't understand any manners, and speaks out loud.

Zhang Xianqu's face darkened, "Madam, in this case, you can just think about it in your heart, it's better not to say it."

"You guys are allowed to do it, don't you allow me to say it?"

The woman thought she had caught Zhang Xianqu's foot, so she said triumphantly.

"I'm doing this for your own good,"

"If some words are spoken, it will only make people laugh."

Zhang Xianqu pointed to Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen, "You can go out and see the inscription on the plaque in our store. If you still insist on thinking so, then I have nothing to do."

If it hadn't just opened today, and these two were the first to come to the door, Zhang Xianqu would not have had such a good face.

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, Zhang Xianqu tried his best to keep smiling.

"Okay, don't say a few words."

The man scolded in a low voice, and said to Zhang Xian, "Boss, continue talking."

"The souvenirs in our store are all selected by me personally at the factory, and the local products are collected from the homes of the nearby mountain people. As for antiques, it depends on your eyesight."

"Today is a small store just opened, and many people don't understand the characteristics of the store, so I came here to explain it. From now on, it depends on everyone's eyesight. If you think these things are worth buying, we will not will be forced."

"So, reply to this lady again, we don't need to ask for anything."

If you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don’t want to buy it, it’s up to you.

This is what Fan Chengfeng said at the beginning, and he has the confidence.

"Ha ha,"

The man gave a dry laugh, but there was a trace of displeasure on his face.

Zhang Xianqu also noticed this, feeling very helpless in his heart, language is really an art.

Just when the two parties didn't know how to answer the conversation, Fan Chengfeng walked up to Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen, touched his nose helplessly, and said, "Who put my chopsticks here?"

Everyone looked sideways at him, and Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen stared at Fan Chengfeng with rounded eyes.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Chen, it is estimated that some staff members accidentally put my chopsticks here."

"Mistakes, mistakes."

Mr. Chen said incredulously: "Little friend, you said this is what you usually eat?"

"Yes, I still have two pairs of chopsticks like this. Mr. Chen, what's wrong?"

Fan Chengfeng looked at Mr. Chen strangely.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"You may be the most vocal young man I've ever seen. To use the current Internet buzzwords, that is, there is no one who can pretend more than you."

Although the era of these chopsticks is uncertain, Chen Lao feels that he should be an antique.

It's not like Mr. Chen has never seen such an old object used.

However, those people are all wealthy masters.

Fan Chengfeng, a young man with no roots, turned out to be a local tyrant.

On the road of pretending to be beeping, Fan Chengfeng went further and further.

"Hehe, you won the prize."

Fan Chengfeng smiled modestly. In fact, the ownership of the chopsticks should belong to the first floor in the world.

Elder Chen and Elder Zhuang simply stood up, "Forget it, people are getting old, and their energy is not as good as before."

The two sat back on the sofa, "I don't know where you got such weird things, we are old and dazed."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, but he didn't answer the question.

"By the way, it's rare for the two elders to come here. I have prepared a little gift here. I think you two will like it."

Fan Chengfeng turned around and went downstairs, and walked down with two well-packaged gift boxes.

"Hey, let me declare in advance, we don't accept ordinary gifts."

Old Chen said jokingly.

Fan Chengfeng nodded with a silly smile, "That's no way, I'm a small businessman, so I can only give out a small gift."

"But it was carefully selected by my wife, so don't be disgusted by the old lady."

Fan Chengfeng put the gift box on the coffee table, Chen Lao took it, and found that it was still a bit heavy.

"It's just two purple clay teapots I bought from the shop,"

Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhuang obviously didn't believe Fan Chengfeng's explanation.

"Could it be the same as the chopsticks again?"

"no,"

Fan Chengfeng smiled, really speaking, the value of this purple clay pot is much higher than that pair of jade chopsticks.

Xing Hongyun and Cai Wu got here through a lot of connections.

However, when he said this, Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhuang were obviously relieved.

"It's almost time today, and I've seen everything I need to see. It's time for us two old men to go back."

Zhuang Yuliang stood up and said, "Little friend, if something good happens next time, you must hold on to us two old men."

Fan Chengfeng's small shop has just opened, and it has already brought them a lot of surprises, and they don't know what will happen in the future.

"of course,"

Fan Chengfeng smiled, and was about to get up to see off the guests, when Tao Tianming suddenly chuckled, "Here we are at last."

Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Chen looked at him, a little puzzled.

At this time, a copper bell rang outside the door.

Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
Fan Chengfeng looked towards the door with a normal expression, and saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robe walking slowly towards this side with a dust whisk in his left hand and a copper bell in his right hand.

Lin Qiuzhou, who had been silent for a long time, finally decided to make a move, and the day he chose was Fan Chengfeng's first day of opening.

　Big guys, can you give me a reward, some motivation for codewords!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)