"Otherwise, brother, if you mention more, I will sell it!"
When Feilun heard this, he smiled lightly and said, "Two thousand and three thousand, then!"
Two thousand... three?! Didn't this just get cut in half?
The stall owner was so angry when he said this to Feilun: "You, you... I won't sell it anymore!"
Fei Lun rolled his eyes and said: "You want to sell it or not, just keep these pieces to fill the manhole!" With that, he was about to leave.
When the stall owner saw this, he suddenly became excited and regained consciousness. He realized that he had been impulsive just now. After all, these fragments were worthless things and had little value in his eyes. If he didn't use Faerun to get rid of the goods at this time, then
It really can only be thrown into the pit.
Of course, the stall owner would not let such a thing happen. He quickly grabbed Feilun and said, "Brother, please don't bury me. Two thousand three is two thousand three!"
A joking smile appeared on Feilun's lips when he heard this. He had already done some tricks on the fragment of the treasure map. Even if he didn't pay for it, there were hundreds of ways to get the fragment, so his words were not as polite as before.
He said: "I'm sorry, two thousand three is the price just now. Now, I can give you up to two thousand at most!"
When the stall owner heard this, his face turned green, and he was thinking not to sell it. But before, he gave a slap in the face when he bid, but his actual psychological price was five hundred, and the price turned out to be five thousand.
It was probably reduced to 2,000, but it was still a huge profit. The problem was that half a minute ago, the price was originally at 5,000, but now it was so much less. His heart was bleeding!
In fact, the behavior of the stall owner can be regarded as human nature! In this business, especially in the antique business, if the things are sold cheaply, it feels like eating a fly in the heart. The stall owner feels like this now,
And not just one, but several.
Therefore, the stall owner struggled and said: "Two thousand? Two thousand is less? These fragments of mine are all real things!"
"I didn't say you were fake!" Felumpi said with a smile, "But the current price..."
Hearing Feilun's drawn-out voice, the stall owner's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He said anxiously: "Definitely...two thousand for two thousand, I'll sell it to you!"
"Then let the guy find me a small box and put all the pieces in it!" Fearon said.
The stall owner, who was still in a bad mood even though he got the money, immediately glared at Si Mao. Then he kicked him on the butt and yelled: "Why are you standing there stupidly? Why don't you get the box in your hand?"
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Si Mao was kicked so hard that he covered his butt but refused to hand over the box.
Seeing this, Feilun glanced at Si Mao and said to the stall owner: "The box in his hand is a bit dirty. Can you find a clean one?"
As soon as Si Mao heard what Feilun said, he ran as fast as he could to find a clean box without waiting for the stall owner to say anything.
When the stall owner saw this scene, he cursed a few more times before giving up. He turned to Feilun and made a "touch the ney" gesture and said: "Brother, do you think it is..."
Feilun waved his hand and said: "Don't be busy, wait for the box to be brought. After loading the remaining pieces and confirming that they are correct, you will not be short of money."
When the stall owner heard this, he knew that Feilun couldn't trust him, but he couldn't say anything. After all, they did too many things to deceive others and themselves.
Soon, Si Mao found a box and put all the fragments in Feilun's picture. When Feilun took the box, his thoughts passed by and he confirmed that the fragment of the treasure map was also in the box, and then he stretched out his hand into his arms.
He took out four bundles of red tickets and threw them in front of the stall owner, saying: "Boss, order some!"
The stall owner put his hand on one of the bunch of red banknotes and felt the quality. He knew it was a real banknote and immediately said with a smile: "No need to order it, I can trust you brother!"
"Then we will lose both money and goods."
"Yes Yes!"
Feilun weighed the box in his hand and left without glancing at the stall owner.
When Feilun disappeared, Si Mao said: "Boss, that guy is only wearing a single coat, how can he hold four stacks of red tickets in his arms?"
The stall owner was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't pay attention to this problem just now. His expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly checked the 40,000 red tickets that Feilun left behind. He found that the tickets were all genuine. He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was surprised.
I was also a little puzzled. I looked up and saw Si Mao still standing there stupidly. I immediately kicked him again, pointed at a bunch of bronze vessels and said, "Hurry up and collect it from me!"
After Fearon left the shop just now, he moved into a store selling knives, brushes, paints and other items.
A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses and an old-fashioned gown looked at Feilun and asked, "What do you want to buy, little brother?"
Fearon said: "Boss, bring me a set of tools!"
"We have a lot of tools here, what kind do you want?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Imitation replicas, do you have any?"
The middle-aged man was startled when he heard this, and then he waved his hand and said, "Brother, to be honest, I've been copying notes very hard recently, so even if we have those kind of things, we wouldn't dare to sell them!"
"Really not?"
"Really not!"
"What if I offer double the price?" Fearon asked.
The middle-aged man just shook his head.
"three times!"
The middle-aged man still shook his head: "There has been really bad news recently. I advise you to stay away from the limelight for a few months!" When he thought about it, Feilun was so young, and his imitations must be very frizzy, and he would be easily fooled by that time.
The police followed suit, so he couldn't take the risk.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was afraid of getting into trouble, Feilun had no choice but to leave the store. After all, he couldn't rob in broad daylight, right?
As soon as he turned back to the street, Xiao Xuan called him.
"Hello, Faerun?"
"I'm listening, is something wrong?"
"What are you doing? Have you taken gunpowder?" Hearing Feilun's hesitant tone, Xiao Xuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I... I have something good to tell you, but with your attitude, I am too lazy to do it.
Waiting, I’m hung up!”
"Hey, hey... I told you to stop being pretentious, okay?" Feilun curled his lips and said, "Just tell me if you have any good things to say!"
"Then you have to treat me to a nice meal." Xiao Xuan began to repay the favor.
"It's okay to invite me to dinner, but the message must be useful, otherwise you can't even think about it!"
"I can guarantee this, you will definitely be interested in my news!"
"speak!"
"Didn't you give me the photos to find those Japanese people?"
"What? Do they have news?"
"That's right, their flight is coming to Beijing this morning. I think it will be here soon!" Xiao Xuan broke the news, "How is it? Are you interested in this news?"
Feilun did not answer Xiao Xuan's question directly, but said: "Which flight did they take?"
Xiao Xuan rarely showed any pretense and directly reported the flight number.
"Okay, you continue to help me check them. There is no problem with the feast. Call your brother later and let's eat together. I'll treat you!" After saying this, Feilun hung up the phone directly and walked out of Liuli.
Factory sister, take a taxi and go straight to the Capital International Airport.
Half an hour later, a "middle-aged man" Feilun, who had changed his clothes and face, appeared at the airport. After asking around, he learned that the flight of Nishino and his party was landing.
After Feilun got the news, he felt a little sad that "it's better to come early than to come by chance." Then he easily found the mustachioed Nishino among the passengers who got off the plane, and took advantage of the crowd of people to insinuate a thought.
Touch the silk on the other person's body to mark it.
After following him out of the airport, Feilun hired a taxi and slowly drove Nishino and other Japanese convoys to the Sheraton Hotel. In the end, he unknowingly used fake IDs to live in Nishino and Kojima.
Next door to people.
In the suite, Feilun eavesdropped on the conversation between the two young Japanese and took out the fragments he found from Liulichang. Then he was surprised to find that the gray treasure map fragment among them was actually the same as the one found in the sanatorium.
The mismatched one of the two pieces is closed.
Then, new coordinates appeared, and it was right next door. At this time, Feilun was completely sure of the purpose of little Japanese Nishino coming to the capital from Ludao. At the same time, he heard Nishino next door saying: "Xiaojima-kun,
Take out your pieces and I'll try again!"
What are you trying to do? With a quick twist of his mind, Feren made an accurate guess, and quickly took all the treasure map fragments into the hidden ring, leaving only the bronze fragments on the table.
Not long after, Nishino's somewhat resentful voice came from next door: "Baga, as expected, there is still nothing! Kojima-kun, what should we do now?"
"Send someone to carefully check the details of that Chinese young man, and then find him. Be courteous first and then fight!" Xiaodao had obviously already planned this.
When Feilun heard this, he couldn't help but sneer again and again. The little devil who said something like a dog has learned to use idioms. If you want the fragments, come and get them if you have the ability! But he was a little puzzled. Although Xiaodao said what he said,
It was very vague, just some kind of Chinese young man, but Feilun knew that it was most likely him, but how did the other party identify him? Even if I didn't stay in the villa that day after meeting Nishino, it wouldn't matter
Should it? As everyone knows, this is the characteristic of small Japan. It is used to catching wind and shadow, and would rather kill the wrong one than let it go!
Fortunately, Faerun is not a good person, let alone if Little Japan offends him now, even if he doesn't offend him, once he feels unhappy, he will definitely kill a few brats for fun.
If Nishino and Kojima knew that Feilun had this kind of character, they would not look for any Chinese youth or any other fragments even if they were killed. After all, no matter how good the treasure is, it must be lived to enjoy it!
Fearon eavesdropped next door to the two little Japanese for more than an hour. While listening, he carved out the bronze fragments with a strange biochemical carving knife that had enamel growing on the tendrils. This was also a helpless method. He couldn't buy it.
When it comes to the imitation, he is the only one who has changed.
As Feilun carved carefully, the appearance of the bronze fragments became more and more like real treasure map fragments. It wasn't until Xiye and Xiaodao went downstairs to eat that he stopped working, packed up some items, and Shi Shiran went downstairs.
Checked out in the lobby and left the hotel.
Originally, Feilun could have killed the two little Japanese and their men in the hotel room, but considering that this is the boundary of the capital, there is no need to be too public, so he temporarily put aside his thoughts of killing and planned to wait for the little devils.
Let’s talk about it when he goes out. Anyway, he now has two other pieces of the treasure map that can reveal the specific location of Nishino at any time. The Japanese think that the monk can escape but not the temple.