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Chapter 535
The boss did not lie about this, and said flatly, "Hmph, this piece of porcelain has a story."

"Its original owner was a famous porcelain master from JDZ. If it wasn't for the poor family, his son owed a lot of gambling debts."

"He won't sell what he likes at all."

"If you buy it, I promise you won't be fooled."

Edit!
I can make it up!
The people around couldn't stand it anymore.

The antique market is tainted by such people.

Fake goods are everywhere and appear frequently.

I really killed Xiaobai when I saw it.

Still making up stories.

The masters of JDZ made such a modern handicraft?

Something worth up to 300 yuan?

But Ye Fan believed it.

Because he has the golden eye technique, he can clearly see the internal structure of blue and white porcelain.

The structure and texture inside are very delicate, far exceeding the senses from the outside.

This made him feel as if the author deliberately made people think that the blue and white porcelain was very inferior.

Most importantly, there is a painting hidden inside the blue and white porcelain!

"Boss, give me an affordable price, and I'll buy it right away."

He Luo said before that the boss seems to want to buy 300 million.

He really dared to ask for it.

It doubled a million times in one click.

Naturally, Ye Fan wouldn't pretend to be a winner and let others slaughter him, bargaining is a must.

still buy?

Not to mention the people around, even the boss was extremely shocked.

To put it more bluntly, he knows that there are tigers in the mountains and he prefers to go to the mountains.

To put it bluntly, this is a big fool who doesn't listen to people's advice.

The boss quickly said: "I never want to make a false price. If you want it sincerely, I will give you 10 yuan, and you can take 290 million yuan."

Ye Fan shook his head.

"It's too expensive, let's make it cheaper."

"Then how much do you say, I'll listen."

Ye Fan stretched out two fingers.

The boss asked curiously, "200 million?"

"No, it's 2000 yuan."

"puff!"

The boss almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

I sell antiques worth 300 million yuan, but you want to take them away from me for [-] yuan.

Is it a bit too much not to use bean buns as dry food?

I've heard of bargaining for [-]% off.

I've heard of splitting in half.

I've never seen a [-]-fold cut.

Ye Fan didn't feel much, he gave as much as he wanted.

He thought two thousand was too high.

But without giving the boss some profit, he can't sell it.

It was only two thousand, and the boss also earned Ye Fan one thousand and eight with tears in his eyes.

The boss immediately shook his head, and simply stopped talking to Ye Fan.

He felt a little regretful, he would not have sold it so expensive if he had known earlier.

Just let He Luo take hundreds of thousands away.

"He Shao, this friend of yours didn't buy the goods in good faith at all. How can you bargain so much?"

He Luo also smiled wryly.

Ye Fan was shocked enough.

But he can't speak well.

"Boss, he is my boss. It's useless for you to say anything to me now. He has the final say."

Ugh!
The boss sighed.

My heart is extremely tangled.

In fact, the most taboo thing about selling antiques is to lower the price yourself.

Because once he agreed to sell it for two thousand, it was equivalent to admitting the fact that the antique was a fake.

It's okay for the customer to buy it.

If he didn't buy it, his reputation would have completely collapsed.

"Sell it or not, give me a quick word!"

Ye Fan hurriedly urged.

"This one……"

"If you don't sell me, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, Ye Fan turned his head and left without any regrets.

Cooked ducks can't fly.

Earning one thousand and eight is also earning, it is better than not having one cent.

The boss quickly shouted: "Forget it, forget it!"

"Today I have met a master, and I agree to sell it to you."

"But I said in advance that I sold you such a low price, not to make money from you."

"I just want to make friends with you. I will make up for the purchase price of hundreds of thousands from my own pocket, but you must not go outside and spread it to me."

Ye Fan said angrily: "So much nonsense, He Luo, transfer the money and get the goods."

"Oh, alright."

Start with blue and white porcelain.

Ye Fan observed carefully.

The others are not important, the main thing is that he wants to see what the picture scroll inside looks like.

"Hehe, the garbage bought for 2000 yuan is still a treasure. Is this a member of the Jianghai Martial Artists Association? How poor."

A cryptic mockery came.

Ye Fan looked up and saw Han Mosheng walking slowly with a charming woman.

Ye Fan ignored him, he was just a defeated general.

Apart from this impotent bark, he didn't have much left to do.

He Luo glared at Han Mosheng, then turned his head and said, "Boss, why do I feel that the 2000 yuan was spent unjustly?"

"Injustice? It's okay."

"The key point is that I have all these vases at home, even if they are used as decorations, I think they are superfluous."

"Then you still drag me over to buy?"

Ye Fan glared at him and said.

"Hey, I don't know how to be cheated. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise today's 300 million would definitely be gone."

……

"300 million? You can brag! Huh, just looking at your poor appearance, whether you have [-] is a question."

Han Mosheng's ridicule continued.

He Luo said coldly: "What the hell are you? How dare you interrupt?"

"Say it again, believe it or not, I'll knock out all your teeth?"

For an ordinary person, Han Mosheng can crush it with one hand, so he is not afraid at all.

Ye Fan frowned.

"He is my brother. If you dare to threaten him again, I will knock out all your teeth right now."

"It's really unlucky. I didn't read the almanac when I went out, but I met a dog."

"you……"

Han Mo was angry.

But he dared not say anything more.

The key point is that Ye Fan's strength is really strong.

Until now, Duan Yanzheng's life and death are still unknown.

But the current concealment does not mean that he is cowardly.

When the Han family sent a strong man, he had to find his way back.

When He Luo heard this, his heart warmed.

"Hey, it's great to be protected by the boss!"

"Boss, what shall we do? Take the blue and white porcelain home?"

"What a fart, you know it's fake, so why take it! 2000 yuan is not much, so let's just listen to it." Ye Fan said lightly.

"Ah? Are you going to smash it?"

"Yes! And there may be other surprises."

The voice just fell.

Ye Fan gracefully picked up the blue and white porcelain and smashed it on the ground.

In an instant, all the tiles were torn apart, and splashes were everywhere.

Han Mosheng muttered in a low voice, "You can really pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. The Jiangcheng Martial Artists Association earns a salary of several thousand yuan a month. Are you so distressed now?"

however!
at this time.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Because they found that there seemed to be other things appearing in the fragments, which was a picture scroll!
"Painting? Am I blind? It looks like it was smashed out of blue and white porcelain."

"No, I really saw it."

"No way, did he get the treasure?"

"Isn't this too mysterious? I have never seen such a thing before selling antiques for so many years."

……

Everyone around was full of surprise.

Looking forward to Ye Fan unfolding the picture scroll and seeing his face!
(End of this chapter)