C65 Huizongs true works (1/2)

Liu Mingchuan gestured a few times with the Hu-ge, and Hu-ge's face immediately revealed a troubled expression, and said: ”Small Brother, I'm afraid this price is not good, I took this thing in yesterday and did not only take this price, how about we increase it a little more?”

Liu Mingchuan arrogantly lit the cigarette given to him by the Hu-ge, and impolitely said: ”This is already the bottom line. If it wasn't for my brothers liking it, I wouldn't even bother to take a look at this kind of stuff. A hundred yuan, just treat it as me buying something for my bro to enjoy. If you keep bargaining, I might as well not buy it! ”

With that, Liu Mingchuan turned and left.

Hu-ge laughed bitterly and thought: I thought he was a little fat sheep, F * ck, I didn't expect him to be smarter than foxes. He had made such a big scene and invited a few extras. In the end, he got a hundred yuan, which wasn't even enough to buy a pack of cigarettes.

But thinking back, Hu-ge shook his head again: Forget it, this thing is only twenty dollars. To be able to sell it for a hundred is already quite a profit, at least I can get rid of the crowd's money, and I can still be left behind a little.

Thinking about that, the Hu-ge immediately said: ”Small Brother, Small Brother please hold your steps. If it's 100, then so be it. Take it away!”

Liu Mingchuan immediately turned his head, his face revealing a smile of victory. Zhang Hao, who was at the side, was dumbfounded. He thought to himself: Good boy, you can also do that, 8,000 to 100, this difference of 80 times, this bunch of antiques people are really even more ruthless than bandits.

Hearing Hu-ge's agreement, Liu Mingchuan immediately threw out a hundred yuan from his body, and then unceremoniously handed over the square inkstone to Ye Qian: ”Brother Ye, I'll give it to you!”

Liu Mingchuan originally wanted to be friends, but if he could get a good impression from Ye Qian by spending a hundred yuan, then he would be earning too much.

He smiled at Liu Mingchuan. ”I used to think that you were a gambling and fun guy, but I never thought that you had the nature of a businessman, if you were not here today, I'm afraid I would be at a disadvantage!”

Liu Mingchuan laughed: ”Thank you for your praise, I have encouraged myself to become a successful businessman. The nature of a businessman was developed from a young age!”

Ye Qian expressed his thanks, which meant that after receiving Liu Mingchuan's kindness, Liu Mingchuan was already very happy.

However, after buying the Ink Slab, Ye Qian did not have any intentions of leaving. The platform was just throwing stones to lead the way, and what Ye Qian really wanted was the book next to the platform.

Ye Qian then handed the inkstone over to Zhang Hao, and picked up the ancient book that was already yellowed with kraft paper. Flipping through two pages, a fragrant aroma wafted over.

Liu Mingchuan also went over to take a look, and disdainfully said: ”It's thin and golden body, this thing looks like it's made of water. Brother Ye, I don't think you need to think about it, this thing is definitely fake!”

Ye Qian smiled at Yanyan and asked the Hu-ge who had a depressed look on his face, ”Shop owner, how much are you selling this book?”

Hu-ge opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he saw Liu Mingchuan, who was beside Ye Qian, he immediately shut his mouth, and then laughed simple-mindedly: ”Small Brother, you have an expert by your side, I, Tiger, will not dawdle with you any longer. This book was taken back from me a few days ago from the five dollars in the Linhai. If you like it, just give me ten dollars. I can't even make a packet of cigarettes! ”

Hu-ge had already suffered a loss once at Liu Mingchuan's hands, he did not want to eat it a second time. Let's not talk about the brainless ones and directly set an honest price.

This time, Liu Mingchuan did not say anything. He was only curious as to why Ye Qian would choose such an ordinary book. However, since Ye Qian liked it, Liu Mingchuan did not ask for it either.

Just as Liu Mingchuan was about to take out the money, he heard Ye Qian say, ”Hyacinth, give me the money!”

Liu Mingchuan stopped his actions, squinted his eyes and smiled, treating it as though it was nothing.

After paying, Ye Qian left with interest. Only Hu-ge watched the three of them as he continued to smoke his cigarette: ”Sigh, I thought I could make a killing. I didn't expect to meet such an expert. I really don't know which family he came from, to be so powerful!”

Not long after Ye Qian and the group left, an old man brought along a young girl who was around seventeen or eighteen years old. With a white beard and a slightly imposing manner, the old man hurried over to Hu-ge's stall.

When Hu-ge saw the old man, he immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand and said with a smile: ”Old Xue, you, why are you so free to come to my place today? Come, come, please sit, please sit.”

The old man glanced at Hu-ge, then quickly scanned Hu-ge's stalls, and immediately revealed an anxious expression.

Hu-ge had a flattering look on his face as he stuck close to the old man: Old Xue, you, what are you looking at that's worth it for you to personally come here? Just get someone to pass on a message, I'll send it to you!

The old man was completely ignoring Hu-ge, he only kept glancing at Hu-ge's stalls, and frowned: ”Hu Zi, I remember that I saw a book written on kraft paper at your stall yesterday. Where did you go?”

Hu-ge's heart jumped, wasn't the book Old Xue was talking about the one Ye Qian just bought?