Super Fire Appreciation Treasure Live Room

Chapter 53 Antelope Horn Wood Copper Rod 2
Lin Feng leaned over and picked up the pipe to examine it carefully, and asked, "Boss, how much is the bid?"

It is quite good to see such a high-grade tobacco rod in such a small place.

The old man's mouth was slightly raised, his eyes were shining with a sly light, and he said with surprise, joy, and tears of gratitude: "Oh, young man, thank you so much! Please help me take a good look."

The boss thought for a while and then said hesitantly: "Open a business, the friendship price is [-]."

"What?! It costs [-]. It's so expensive, why don't you grab it?"

the old man shouted.

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said firmly: "Four thousand." While speaking, he opened the end of the cigarette rod in sections.

"Look, it's all open here, and Laoshi's fastening speed is no longer enough."

"Four thousand is not enough." The boss expected that the other party would definitely lower the price, but he didn't expect to suppress it so hard all of a sudden, "Four thousand is too little to sell. And"

The boss reached out from the side of the booth, picked up a small wooden box and said, "Buy one get one free, this cigarette case is matching. This cigarette case is made of good wood."

Lin Feng took the wooden box, sniffed it closer, turned around and handed it to Shen Yuhan, and said, "This is a cigarette box carved from boxwood wood. The wood is thick and firm, the smell is fragrant and insect-proof."

The boss smiled and said: "Young man knows a lot, it is indeed boxwood, and it is made of selected high-quality materials that grow in the middle part of the stone crevice."

The old man took the wooden box from Shen Yuhan's hand, smelled it for a while, and suddenly realized: "Ah, so this is the boxwood that grows in the crevices of the stone. I only heard about it before, but I finally saw it today."

Lin Feng frowned and didn't speak. He always felt that the old man's reaction seemed a little weird.

"Boss, but your pipe is made of chromium, not pure copper or pure wood, so twelve thousand is too much. Four thousand five."

Lin Feng continued to lower the price.

In fact, even if it is chromium, the quality of the tobacco pole wood will not affect anything.

The boss was a little stunned. After looking at it for a long time, he only added 500 yuan, "Well, today is also a good day for the opening, and if you count it a little less, eight thousand, what do you think, more than 4000 really can't be sold."

"Five thousand."

"Young man, it's really not possible." The boss seemed embarrassed, "It's more than that, including the purchase and travel expenses."

"What's the price in your heart?" Lin Feng turned to the old man who had been silent for a long time.

The old man, who had been watching the show for a long time, did not panic when he was suddenly mentioned. He hesitated and said: "Of course, the less, the better. I don't have much money."

The old man pulled Lin Feng to the other side and whispered a number before he said loudly, "I'll leave it to you, young man."

Shen Yuhan has been conscientiously holding up the camera, like many netizens, looking forward to the final result of Lin Feng's price suppression.

"How about this, Boss?" After Lin Feng came back, his face was slightly panicked, wondering whether he could do it: "It's hard for you to start a business. Let's take a step back and make a compromise, so let's just do it."

"Five thousand and three! Sell it if you can, and forget it if you can't."

Seeing the scene just now, the boss rolled his eyes, and thought to himself: There are indeed fewer people collecting tobacco rods. Seeing them like this, five thousand three is probably the maximum they can bear, excluding the fare.Anyway, I made a net profit of four hundred.
"Oh, alright, then I'll really sell it to you at the lowest price today. I barely made any money. Hey, do you want me to wrap the cigarette rod for you?"

The old man was very satisfied, and said loudly: "No need, that's it!"

Focusing on Lin Feng, he told the young man 5000 yuan, but it turned out to be more than [-] yuan.

good!good!
After paying the money, Lin Feng and Shen Yuhan were dragged around in other alleys. Knowing his intentions, Lin Feng flatly refused: "Old man, the reward is unnecessary. Let's just leave now."

"Hey, young man, although I think this cigarette stick is good, I don't know what's so good about it! Can you tell me again? Otherwise, it's really not worth my worry!"

Lin Feng didn't introduce him all the time, but he kept an eye on it.

"This tobacco rod, digging spoon, tweezers, chain, twister are all complete, and it is made of fragrant bamboo wood, shaped like an antelope horn, with cupronickel embedded in the edge, although there is chrome, the value is still extremely high."

The old man said clearly: "So that's the case. I think he is so old, could he be from the Qing Dynasty?"

"No."

Lin Feng picked up the cigarette rod and twisted the opening to show: "This is made at Shibapu, in the middle of the Republic of China. And you can see the cracks. The finer the lines, the better. The best ones are red and green."

After finishing speaking, he stared at the old man and observed his reaction.

Lin Feng made a mistake on purpose.

"Ah, the era of the Republic of China is a long time ago, but the one I bought is all red, alas! What a pity!"

"Using the wood of this tobacco pole." Lin Feng thought for a while: "The whole red one is also very good. And the shape is strange, it is the long horns of an adult antelope, so if the red is green, it will be a bit vulgar and messy. .”

"Thank you so much! Young man. The seven thousand five I told you just now didn't expect you to suddenly become five thousand three. It's really amazing!"

"No, old man, you are also very powerful."

Lin Feng returned the cigarette stick to the old man's hand, their eyes met, and the two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

After some back and forth probing, each of them had a vague answer in their hearts.

Shen Yuhan thought they were happy that they had bought good goods at a low price, but the vague hint of the smile made her feel a little confused.

"Young man, you have helped me so much. Why don't you just stay with this little girl and let me treat you to a meal."

"Thank you, no need. As you said, old man, we are very destined, and we may see each other soon, but we may not be sure."

For some reason, Lin Feng had such a strong premonition that they would meet again.

The old man laughed: "What you said is true."

The three bid farewell and left in reverse.

"Patriarch." A plainly dressed man flashed out from the hiding place, "Do you still want to follow?"

The old man waved his hands, showing majesty and domineering: "No, what happened to the things you found?"

The voice was as loud as a bell, not as weak as it was just now.

"I found it, it's a live broadcast host named Lin Feng. They are also live broadcasting now, you see"

"Well, keep paying attention." The old man cherished his words like gold, and reversed the state of chattering with Lin Feng just now.

"Patriarch. Do you think he looks like"

The old man nodded.

"I hope this time, I can really find it."

Sighing heavily, the old man stopped and looked up to the sky and said, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

There is a sky above the head, but at the moment there are two extreme states.Half clear sky, half cloudy.

Unpredictable, just like the road ahead of Lin Feng's life
(End of this chapter)