Chapter 183: Buddhist Seller

When he heard the price reported by his elder brother, Fang Fang suddenly felt that his ears or brain might be damaged. He looked at the uneasy seller in front of him with a look of disbelief and asked tentatively,

"How many?"

The eldest brother was a little hesitant. He always carefully observed Fang Fang's expression, as if he was afraid that if the price was too high, the other party would throw away his sleeves and stop buying. So when he saw Fang Fang's surprised expression, he hurriedly changed his words.

"Five thousand...five thousand is fine!"

Fang Fang felt as if there were thousands of mud horses galloping past in his heart. He would have a heart attack if he continued to quote this price. This price simply insulted the value of this set of bronze bells. This big brother... is really a good deal.

A proper Buddhist seller!

"Brother, actually...this set of copper bells of yours is quite valuable. Do you want to increase the price?"

Fang Fang's words aroused Zhou Yan's dissatisfaction. He coughed lightly from behind. Of course Fang Fang understood what he meant. How could any buyer ask the seller to increase the price? Fang Fang looked back at him, indicating that he knew what he was thinking.

Then he turned back to look at the seller,

"How about... fifteen thousand?"

Fang Fang was completely convinced. It seemed that the two of them were destined to be the weirdest buyers and sellers in the expo today. He sighed and turned his attention to the porcelain on the side. These porcelains were probably from the late Qing Dynasty.

Although it is not a masterpiece, it is well preserved and in good condition, and can be sold for hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands, so Fang Fang plans to start here.

"How do you sell these porcelains?"

"These? These...are a little more expensive. Do you want to buy them?"

Fang Fang was once again shocked by his elder brother. You sell a real high-end product for 15,000 yuan, but you have to sell these porcelains more expensive. I am really convinced.

"Tell me the price!"

"Oh, these big ones are all fifty thousand!"

The eldest brother pointed to the jars and jars, and then pointed to the porcelain bowls and vases next to them.

"As for the small ones...just 20,000!"

Fang Fang really wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to his elder brother. This place is not selling antiques. This is wholesale and retail cabbage. Fang Fang wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhou Yan behind him.

"Six big ones and nine small ones. Counting your ten, the total is five hundred thousand. Plus the set of bronze bells, the total is one million. Do you want to sell it?"

Zhou Yan said categorically to the seller’s brother,

"How much? One million? It's...a deal!"

When the elder brother heard the price, he immediately became unreasonable and nodded happily in agreement,

"Okay, wrap everything up! I'll push a flatbed truck over in a moment, and you can help me load it on it!"

Zhou Yan arranged it carefully, then he looked at the stunned equation,

"Pay, what are you going to see?"

"Is this how you pay?"

Fang Fang turned his head and looked at his elder brother who was happily wrapping the porcelain in anti-shattering bubble bags, and said with some guilt,

"Then what else do you want? Take hundreds of millions for your brother? Fang Fang, you are a businessman, not a philanthropist. The purpose of your coming here is to pick up the slack and buy the best things with the least money. And

This seller’s elder brother came here to sell his things at a price he can accept to supplement his family’s income. Look at the elder brother’s happy face, don’t you think he has accomplished his purpose of coming here? What about you? You

Is it done?”

Zhou Yan whispered in Fang Fang's ear, and after speaking, he gave him a blank look.

After listening to Zhou Yan's words, Fang Fang suddenly became enlightened. This is indeed the case. People do things with purpose. If their goals are achieved, then they are satisfied. Why should they care about whether others are satisfied? The values ​​​​of people.

It’s different. Why do you have to impose your own ideas on other people’s opinions? From this point of view, I am indeed not as open as Zhou Yan. I want to get real benefits but also want to maintain the so-called principles in my heart. It’s really

Quite a bitch setting up a model of memorial arch again!

"Brother, give me your account number and I will send you the money!"

"Okay, come on, I'll finish wrapping this porcelain for you. It's not well protected and can break easily!"

The eldest brother called him very happily!

Zhou Yan pushed a flatbed truck and returned more than a dozen items to a hotel not far away. Fang Fang continued to walk around the expo alone and met Mr. Wen and Fourth Master Qi. Wen Jing saw Fang Fang from all the way.

ran towards him,

"Hi, we meet again!"

Wen Jing greeted him,

"Such a big convention and exhibition center allows me to meet you. Aren't we destined for each other?"

Fang Fang looked at her and smiled, shaking his head to express his disagreement with her words.

"Even if we are destined to be together, I am destined to be with Mr. Wen. I met Mr. Wen first before I met you!"

Wen Jing couldn't help curling her lips after hearing his words.

"It's really not humorous at all!"

Mr. Wen laughed "haha" when he heard the conversation between his granddaughter and Fang Fang. He came over with a feeling of relief and touched his granddaughter's head.

"My granddaughter is a little different today. Her attitude towards ordinary boys has always been proud and indifferent. It seems that she has no acquaintance with you."

Fang Fang also chuckled, but secretly muttered in his heart,

"She is repaying her kindness!"

Fang Fang and Wen Jing glanced at each other, and then Wen Jing ran back to Mr. Wen and said to her grandfather coquettishly,

"I can't be so indifferent to boys all my life. Besides, this equation is not those ordinary boys!"

To Fang Fang's ears, these words were nothing more than Wen Jing's excuse to not let Mr. Wen know about Cai Wenhuai. The following sentence was obviously flattering her, but to Mr. Wen's ears, it had a different meaning.

, Mr. Wen looked at his granddaughter with a smile, then looked at the equation, nodding his head, looking extremely satisfied,

"Equation, what good things have you bought?"

He asked,

"Oh, the expert team was delayed by something just now. I just walked around for a while and just bought a set of small Buddha clocks from the Tang Dynasty. I thought it was too heavy, so I asked Zhou Yan to take me back to the hotel!"

The equation answered truthfully,

"Oh, a Buddhist bell from the Tang Dynasty? It's a good thing. How about I open my eyes later?"

"Mr. Wen is joking, I just want you to give me a thumbs up!"

Fang Fang hurriedly corrected Mr. Wen’s statement,

"You two, one old and one young, please stop flattering each other, okay?"

Fourth Master Qi really couldn't listen anymore, so he hurriedly walked out and disturbed the conversation between the two, causing several people to laugh.

"Teacher, how about we follow the equation and open our eyes and see how this little prodigy in the world of treasure appraisal picks up the missing pieces?"

Fourth Master Qi smiled and suggested,

"Yeah!"

Before Mr. Wen could speak, Wen Jing on the side clapped his hands first, causing Mr. Wen and Fourth Master Qi to laugh again! Mr. Wen looked at his precious granddaughter and muttered to himself,
Chapter completed!