C2132 (1/2)
The peddler saw Heng Yanlin did not have any reaction, to also did not care.
There are some novices will also have such a posture, no matter how to say, it is not easy to do business, if you can pit Heng Yan Lin, it is the best.
Heng Yanlin kept searching for things in front of him. Suddenly, his fingers slightly stopped. It was only dark at night, but the peddler on the side did not find it.
”How do you sell it?”
Heng Yanlin did not directly pick up what he had just touched, but turned his hand and picked up a small mirror on one side.
When the peddler looked at it, he suddenly came to his spirit. ”I tell you, this is an object opened from an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty. How can it be worth a hundred thousand yuan?”
Heng Yan Lin smell speech, immediately turned a white eye, ”you are joking, you look at the things written here, made in China, the Tang Dynasty will write like this?”
The peddler hears the speech and looks down at the handwriting that Heng Yanlin points to, and his face is slightly embarrassed.
At the moment, he felt a bit upset. Damn it, he didn't see this object when he bought these things before.
That guy is really hateful. He sold this thing to him? I don't know. Be more careful. Erase the handwriting.
The peddler is a bit unhappy, but at this moment, this idea is not good for Heng Yanlin.
”I'll give you 30 yuan at a good price.”
The shape of this mirror is a bit primitive, but it is quite good.
Heng Yan Lin Wen Yan shook his head and put the mirror aside.
”How much is this thing?”
Heng Yanlin picked up some copper coins on one side and carefully looked at them in his hands.
The peddler hears the speech and is about to boast. It just happens that Heng Yanlin raises his head and looks at the hawker directly.
With just the handwriting, the peddler was actually Heng Yanlin's eyes to see, but it was a bit difficult to say.
It's just that the peddler bit his teeth. If he should ask for a price, he still wants it.
”Copper coins are really antiques. You can get 300 yuan for each coin.”
Heng Yan Lin Wen Yan eyebrows slightly wrinkled, thought for a moment, nodded, ”a hundred yuan a piece, if you can, I'll buy five.”
When the peddler heard the speech, he was happy. When he bought the copper money, he bought it on the basis of catties.
This one hundred yuan, that is already earned, what's more, Heng Yanlin directly bought five.
The peddler was overjoyed, but he hesitated a little, and then nodded, ”OK, you are my first guest tonight. I'll give you a little cheaper.”
Heng Yanlin nodded and picked five copper coins. Then he reached out and touched a dark object.
”How do you sell it?”
The peddler has just made 500 yuan. He is very happy in his heart. This time, he listens to Heng Yanlin's inquiry about this object, but he is much more peaceful.
”Well, I'll give you five hundred.”
The peddler did not think that Heng Yanlin would buy this thing, so he quoted a price at will.
”I'll give you 800 yuan, and I'll take both of them.”
Heng Yan Lin pointed to the copper money in his hand and responded with a sentence.
The peddler smelled the speech and looked at the dark object that looked like a statue. He didn't feel what the object was. He nodded.
This year's peddler can not be so silly, but where you buy things, he will think carefully.
After confirming that the objects selected by hengyanlin at this time should not be antiques, and there is no possibility of being picked up by hengyanlin, he waved his hand.