"Uncle De, Sister Qizhu, you two sit down first, I'll go out and take a look..."
At this moment, there were not only Zhao Hanxuan yelling and cursing outside, but also mixed with a man's quarrel. Both of them had high voices, making the room noisy. Zhuang Rui apologized to several people, got up and walked out.
"Old Zhao, what's going on? If you have something to say, please speak slowly and let go of your hands first..."
As soon as Zhuang Rui walked to the front, he saw Zhao Hanxuan grabbing a man's collar and pulling the man out hard. After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, he let go.
"Get out of here right away. If you don't leave, I'll call the security guard..."
After Zhao Hanxuan yelled at the man, he looked at Zhuang Rui and said angrily: "Boss Zhuang, he is a door-to-door salesman of ancient inkstones. There were people asking for the ancient inkstones a few days ago, and today the salesman came right away.
Yes, there must be another group of fucking "Taoerye", damn, is it me, Old Zhao, who is easy to bully or something..."
"Hey, how can you talk like this? I heard others say that you collect inkstones here, so I brought this old thing from home to show you. If you don't want it, don't let it go. Don't hurt others with your words..."
When Zhao Hanxuan said this, the person who had just argued with him was not happy and started shouting loudly. Chinese people are born to love watching the excitement. When there was a quarrel in front of the store, a circle of people cheered and cheered outside.
The entire Xuan Rui Zhai was packed with water.
Zhuang Rui looked at the person who was speaking. He was a middle-aged man, about thirty-one or twelve years old, a few years older than himself. His clothes were pretty good, but his eyes were a bit unflattering. When he spoke,
He kept staring at Qin Xuanbing who was following behind him.
"Hit your words to hurt others? I still want to hit you, do you believe it or not?"
Zhao Hanxuan was really annoyed, and he didn't care about the politeness of the cultural man. He rolled up his sleeves and really wanted to go forward and have a live battle with that person. Zhuang Rui quickly hugged Zhao Hanxuan's waist and pulled him with all his strength.
After returning to the store, it seemed that Old Zhao had taken all the anger out of being deceived years ago on this man.
"Hit me. Do you dare to hit me? I have never seen such an unreasonable person. Everyone, I came to this store to sell inkstones. I don't want this person to give up, but I still want to beat him. Is there anyone doing this kind of business?"
The middle-aged man was really afraid of Zhao Hanxuan's attack. He estimated that he couldn't beat the fair and fat old Zhao. At this moment, the people had retreated outside the store. When they saw the crowd outside, they started to shout "Xuan Rui"
"Zhai" comes.
"The store bullies customers, what's so strange?"
"I heard that the owner of this store has changed, and they are quite angry..."
“Who dares to enter a store like this and buy something?”
For a while, the onlookers started talking. They were talking bad things about others anyway. They had no loss at all, and they were not afraid of being heard by the people in Xuan Ruizhai. This was not the ancient times, and they were particular about the reputation of a censor.
conviction.
After Zhuang Rui heard what the man said, he frowned and asked, "Could this be caused by another store causing trouble?"
But considering that Lao Zhao has been working here for several years, and he has never shown up, there is no one in Panjiayuan that he cannot deal with.
The business deal with Qi Zhu had just been negotiated, and it felt like it was a good start, but something like this happened right away, and Zhuang Rui felt very unhappy.
"Hey, I'm the owner of this store. You come in to talk. What's going on?"
After Zhuang Rui pressed Zhao Hanxuan on the chair, he walked to the door of the store and shouted to the man. At the same time, he gave a hint to Nobita and Monkey. The two men immediately stepped forward. Nobita dragged the middle-aged man into the store, and Monkey
Then he walked outside the store and said loudly: "It's okay, it's okay, all the gentlemen, please leave. There's nothing to see..."
Some people who were watching the excitement wanted to follow into the store, but they were stopped by Monkey and two other waiters. Seeing that there was no excitement, everyone immediately dispersed. Panjiayuan has such a large flow of people every day.
It's normal for small things to happen, and they will be quickly forgotten.
"You...what do you want to do? Don't think I'm scared because there are so many of you..."
After the middle-aged man was half pulled and half dragged into the store by Nobita, his face turned pale and his voice was trembling. Outside, he was fighting at home, and there were so many people who were worried about the world being in chaos. But when he entered the store,
Inside, it is up to others to manipulate.
"Okay, what's your name? Sit down and have a drink of water and tell us what's going on?"
Although Zhuang Rui didn't have a good impression of this man, he didn't want him to cause trouble in the store. Business people were annoyed by this the most. He was like a fly and couldn't be swatted to death. His "buzzing" was annoying.
"My name is Kong Shixian, what else can happen? I took this inkstone and asked the man if he would take it, and he started scolding me directly. I said, people in the capital can't do this, right? Isn't this bullying us outsiders...
"
The man named Kong Shixian obviously lacked confidence. Just now he was talking about Zhao Hanxuan wanting to beat someone, but now he has raised the issue to a higher level and turned into a Beijinger bullying someone.
"Come on, don't shout. Neither he nor I are from Beijing, so we can't bully you..."
Zhuang Rui waved his hand to interrupt the man's words, and then said: "Take out your ancient inkstone and have a look. If it is a fake object, go wherever you fall in love with it. Panjiayuan has a team that specializes in dealing with such problems.
Department, you can also report it..."
"Boss, what are you looking at? This guy is using a broken brick as an inkstone to sell. Only a devil would buy it..."
Before Zhuang Rui finished speaking, an indignant Zhao Hanxuan stood up. He didn't just curse when he entered the door like Kong Shixian said, but after seeing something, he couldn't help it anymore.
"If you don't know the goods, don't say the goods are bad. This item has been passed down in my family for hundreds of years..."
Kong Seok-hyun doesn't look like his ancestors at all, he looks more like a hawker haggling with people in a vegetable market.
Zhuang Rui didn't want to hear any stories at this moment. There might not be anything else in the antique business. The story was about three days and three nights, and it probably wouldn't be repeated. He quickly waved his hand and said: "Okay, take out the things and take a look...
…”
"This is really a family heirloom..."
The man muttered and put the cloth parcel in his hand on the table. After opening it, Zhuang Rui was stunned.
"I said, is this an inkstone?"
Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel dumbfounded when he looked at this black thing with a volume of about 18*16 centimeters and a thickness of six or seven centimeters.
"Look, the surface is so smooth. It's just for grinding. What is it if it's not an inkstone?"
Kong Shixian's words made Zhuang Rui almost laugh. What the hell is this? The marble floor is smoother. Could it be an inkstone?
"Okay, this thing of yours is just an ancient city brick. If you meet someone you like, you can sell it for three to five hundred yuan. Don't worry about it here. Let's go..."
Zhuang Rui could see the origin of this thing. There are also some people who collect ancient city bricks, but he is not familiar with this and is not very interested in this thing.
"Hey, hey, you're bullying people. It's obviously an inkstone, but you say it's a brick. How do you want me to sell it in the future? If it doesn't work, you have to buy it..."
After Kong Shixian heard Zhuang Rui's words, his voice suddenly raised an octave. Zhuang Rui could tell that this guy was definitely a green guy. He was doing what Nobita and Monkey did before. He sold people by force if they couldn't be deceived, and his technical content was too low.
A little bit.
Zhuang Rui was a little impatient. There was a 900,000 yuan business waiting to be discussed. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Sure, I'll call the police. Tell the police comrades why we bullied you, okay?"
"
As Zhuang Rui spoke, he was about to call 110. His eyes slipped over the dark brick. Suddenly, Zhuang Rui stopped moving and said to Kong Shixian, who was about to pack up and leave when he heard that he wanted to call the police.
If you let us buy it, how much do you want to sell it for?"
Zhao Hanxuan was a little anxious after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, and said quickly: "Boss, this is an ancient city brick. Although it may have been used as an inkstone, it is of little value. You must not be fooled..."
"Old Zhao, just give us the money and send it away to save yourself the trouble..."
Zhuang Rui lowered his voice and said to Zhao Hanxuan, but the voice happened to be heard by Kong Shixian. A look of pride suddenly appeared on Kong Shixian's face. It seemed that the owner of this store was also a timid person.
"This is an ancient inkstone. It costs at least three...no, fifty thousand yuan..."
To be honest, even Nobita and Monkey standing aside are despising this descendant of Saint Kong. Isn't this job a bit rough? He dared to come here without even thinking about how much money he would make.
Blackmail?
"Brother Zhuang, I can throw this guy out..."
Nobita took a step forward, moved his wrists and twisted his neck, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of bones.
Zhuang Rui waved his hand to stop Daxiong, counted twenty pink old people's heads from his handbag, threw them on the table where Kong Shixian put the ancient city bricks, and said: "Two thousand yuan, if you want to sell it, take the money and leave. If you don't want to sell it, just sell it."
Take your stuff and get out..."
"2,000 yuan? That's not even enough to cover the travel expenses from Zhonghai. Well, I'm being particular, 2,000 is just 2,000..."
When Kong Shixian was about to continue speaking, he saw the cannibalistic looks of Zhao Hanxuan and Daxiong, so he quickly stopped, reached for the rmb on the table, and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, write a receipt before leaving..."
Zhuang Rui stopped him, asked Zhao Hanxuan for pen and paper, and then wrote a receipt and asked Kong Shixian to sign and fingerprint it. Of course, what was written on the receipt was not an inkstone but a city brick.
"Damn, they are a bunch of idiots. The piece of crap I collected from Zhonghai for 50 yuan can be resold for 2,000..." After walking out of "Xuan Ruizhai", Mr. Kong spat at the door triumphantly.
"Boss, that person is a liar. Did you really spend money to buy him?"
Nobita's sharp ears heard Kong Seok-hyun's scolding, and he was so angry that he immediately chased him out.
"Idiot? I think he is just a second-rate person who sells treasures as rubbish..."
