Hearing this voice, Ye Chen frowned and looked up to look for the sound.

I saw a young man wearing white linen Tang suit, black cloth shoes, and wearing various bracelets, walking towards this side with great strides.

Although it was broad daylight, he wore an antique gold-rimmed glasses, and the lenses were two round black glass pieces, which were the kind of "civilized mirrors" that the young master of the late Qing Dynasty liked to wear.

The young man was following four or five bodyguards. Compared to his art, these bodyguards were much more ferocious. Everyone around him quickly moved out of the way to avoid causing trouble.

"Yeah, it turns out to be Mr. Qin!"

When the boss saw the young man, he immediately smiled and flattered words came out of his mouth like flowing water: "Mr. Qin, why didn't you say something in advance when you come here today? I'll go to the street to welcome you."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'll just take a look today." The young man waved impatiently.

He strode forward, looked at the stone in Ye Chen's hand, and looked up at the boss, "Zhang Ermao, put this stone in my hand! There is a paperweight stone left on my dad's desk, it's just right to use it!"

"This" the boss of mung bean eyes smiled dryly, looked at Ye Chen with a difficult face, and said with a flattering look: "Mr. Qin, this is really unfortunate! The stone has been bought by this brother! In fact, this stone is nothing special, it is useless except paper pressing. I have left you with better goods. What is the valueless stone that looks good? Only top quality goods deserve your identity."

Only then did Ye Chen realize that the boss's name is Zhang Ermao, and he seems to know this young man.

However, he was also amazed at Zhang Ermao's verbal skills.

It's really like talking to people and talking to ghosts.

Zhang Ermao quickly took out the hardened plastic jade horse, and his mouth was splashed: "Mr. Qin, this is the beloved object of the concubine of the previous dynasty. Look at this jade crystal clear and beautiful jade is matched with a destined person. Let's not talk too much about it. For the sake of Mr. Qin's face, it is the same price as the price you bought the chicken jar cup yesterday. You can take it away with 9,000 yuan!"

Xiao Changkun was speechless when he heard this. He thought that he had bought the same fake chicken jar cup and took advantage of it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin actually spent nine thousand!

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of here!" Young Master Qin was impatient and kicked Zhang Ermao to the side, saying domineeringly: "I just take this stone. Give it to me, I will give you 20,000!"

When Zhang Ermao heard about 20,000 yuan, he felt a little hot. He turned to Ye Chen and said, "Brother, why don't you give it to Mr. Qin?"

Ye Chen frowned and said coldly: "This is something I bought and I don't want to transfer it to others."

"Who asked you to transfer it? You didn't pay the money, whoever paid for it!" Qin Shao said impatiently, then took out a wallet from his arms, took a stack of red banknotes and threw it on Zhang Ermao's face.

"I don't need to find the 20,000 yuan, I'll take it away."

Zhang Ermao's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the red banknotes in his hand and smiled at Ye Chen: "Brother, I have a paperweight of Emperor Kangxi, which is better than this one."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Zhang Ermao, I don't need to point out your things, right? I bought this paperweight first, and I'm not interested in giving it to others."

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't let go, Zhang Ermao had no choice.

After all, according to the rules of antique trading, it is to buy first, first served. If he breaks the rules, he will not be able to hang out on this antique street as soon as the news spreads.

Zhang Ermao had to turn around, nod and bow to Mr. Qin, "Mr. Qin, this paperweight is indeed not a good thing, my family has better ones."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Shao kicked him on the waist and cursed: "You have grown courage? I have bought several things from you. Now you are actually crooked your elbow and talking to a poor guy?"

Zhang Ermao was kicked and sat on the ground, covering his waist and humming, complaining: "Mr. Qin, if he doesn't give it to me, I can't do anything."

While he said, he winked at Ye Chen with great force, wanting him to give out the stone.
Chapter completed!