Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

There is a dazzling array of things on each of the small stalls. The price the boss asked for was even more unexpected.

At the first stall, I saw Pan Jinlian’s spoon for feeding Dalang medicine, which was priced at 350,000 yuan; at the next stall, I saw the night-bright pearl in Cixi’s mouth, which was about the size of an egg, and was priced at 99 million; and the other stall Stall, Hey, Qianlong Kesi Dharani Sutra Quilt.

Wu Qiong curiously asked the price, and the boss made an eight sign with his fingers.

"How much is eight?" Han Mengyao looked at the rag with bright eyes. She had heard of this thing. It was said that the boss of Gufangzhai offered a reward of one million for the Dharani quilt.

"Eight thousand dollars."

The stall owner held a handful of items in his hand and looked incomprehensible. "Girl, let me tell you, this is a good thing. It was built by Emperor Qianlong. You see, there are Buddhist scriptures on it. It means that with the guidance of the Buddha, you can ascend to the Paradise of Paradise, and you can also bless future generations. They will all be officials forever. Enjoy dignity. What a good meaning this has!"

"Oh, that's good!"

Han Mengyao was entranced when she heard it, and she could hardly move her eyes away from the rag.

As soon as Wu Qiong looked at Song Pan'er and smiled, he wanted to pull Han Mengyao away.

Suddenly, a person came out from nowhere, reached out and grabbed the 'Qianlong Emperor's Death Quilt' in Han Mengyao's hand, and shouted, "I've fallen in love with this, boss, I want it."

After saying that, he searched his pockets for money.

Han Mengyao subconsciously protected the 'past life quilt' in her arms and angrily said, "Why are you like this? Didn't you see that I took a fancy to you first? You don't understand first come first?"

Unexpectedly, the man was still very arrogant, "Then do you want to buy it? Don't just occupy the latrine and don't shit! Hurry up, don't give it to me quickly."

In a hurry, Han Mengyao was aroused by this, so she opened her mouth and said, "Why don't I buy it? Boss, I..."

"Meng Yao!" Song Pan'er and Wu Qiong shouted at the same time.

The two of them knew that this thing was fake, and they would definitely not let Han Mengyao be fooled by it. But this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared is a bit interesting, but he looks so abnormal.

"Mengyao, put it down first and come here!" Ma Haiyan dragged Han Mengyao over.

Song Pan'er looked at the man who jumped out, and made a gesture of invitation with a smile, "I'll give it to you, you buy it!" After saying that, they didn't leave, but stood aside and continued to watch the fun.

The middle-aged man was a little stuck. He glanced at the stall owner subconsciously, and then shouted as if out of anger: "Boss, wrap it up for me!"

The street stall owner scene was quite good, and he acted it decently. He took out a yellow wooden box, folded the treasure and put it in it, then handed it to the man, "Hold it, you have the vision. This treasure is not common, it is precious." It’s here!”

"Okay!" The middle-aged man looked at the four people with contempt, snorted, and reached out to take out the money.

But he took out twenty yuan after a long time. The man pretended to be anxious and said: "Boss, wait for me for a while. I'll go to the car over there to get the money. I'll be back soon. Please keep an eye on my things! I'll come back soon." return."

As he spoke, he left in a hurry.

The stall owner pinched Han Mengyao with his eyelids and told her, "If you don't know the goods, you won't be able to pick up such a big leak in front of your eyes."

Han Mengyao looked at the box, a little unwillingly, and said angrily: "Okay, no, you two antique noobs, don't stop me blindly next time."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Mengyao finished speaking, the stall owner suddenly stood up, approached Han Mengyao, and whispered: "If you really want it, give me five hundred more. The one with the highest price will get it, and I will sell it to you." .”

"But you have to hurry up, otherwise it will be difficult for me if that person comes back." The stall owner urged.

"Really?" Han Mengyao was overjoyed and reached for her wallet to pay.

Song Paner slapped her forehead, what should I do with this brainless idiot? Three of the four people had already figured out that this was a trap, and only she, a fool, believed it.

When people get along with each other, no matter how close the relationship is, they should pay attention to their sense of boundaries. Even if they knew this thing was fake, they couldn't stop Han Mengyao too much. After all, Han Mengyao can't see things from God's perspective, and she will complain if something goes wrong. But it was impossible to watch her being deceived.

"Boss, let's buy it for fifty yuan," Song Pan'er said in surprise.

The stall owner was used to bargaining, so he said casually: "That won't work, I can't even match the price I charged." After reacting, he added two more sentences: "They bought it for 8,000 yuan, and I paid 5,000 yuan." If I sell it to you for ten yuan, isn’t that a disease?”

Song Pan'er didn't directly say that the man was a shill, but said: "That man will not come back." Then he smiled softly, and then said: "This is the same as the old brocade quilt from the 1980s. The noodles look very similar, boss, if you still accept it, I will send you a car tomorrow."

"My classmate likes this thing. Look, the asking price is about the same." Song Pan'er squinted at the wooden box and stared at the boss with a clear face.

The boss's eyes were a little dodgey. Knowing that his old quilt cover had been seen by others, he stopped acting. He turned his head and waved his hand, "Okay, okay, take the fifty!"

Song Pan'er said "Give me money" to Han Mengyao who was already stunned.

Han Mengyao also understood at this time, knowing that she had made a mistake, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and handed the boss fifty yuan in exchange for a rag.

Fortunately, she was open-minded. It didn't matter if she was cheated. She hugged a box and continued to visit the stalls with great interest.

These people have really learned a lot this time. There are all kinds of national treasure-level antiques and cultural relics on the street stalls, such as chicken pot cups, Xuande stoves, Riverside Scenes during the Qingming Festival, Four-Sheep Square Zun, etc.

Song Pan'er also found a ring that was very similar to the white jade ring at her home. I don't know what it was made of, but it looked very beautiful. I asked the boss about the price, and it was one thousand five hundred.

After some haggling, I finally bought it for 200 yuan.

After leaving the stall, Ma Haiyan came over and asked nervously: "Did you pick it up? What kind of treasure is this?"

"It's not a treasure, it just looked pretty, so I bought it."

Song Pan'er poured water to wash the ring finger and put it on her hand. Not bad, very pretty.

She quite likes wearing thumb rings. The last time she wore her antique ring to walk the dog, there was an incident. After that, she didn't dare to wear it anymore.

This time I found a fake one at a street stall. It shouldn’t be eye-catching when I wear it for fun!

"Hey, it's quite expensive. I'll buy one too." Wu Qiong turned around and went to the stall again.