[Wind chime is a low-level broken magic weapon that can be repaired. It needs to be repaired with a repair value of 5 points. Do you want to repair it? 】
"No repair!" Su Xiaofan first denied the repair question and then the handwriting disappeared.
"It's also an incomplete magic weapon, but it should be better than a bronze mirror. But why are they all incomplete magic weapons?"
Su Xiaofan turned over the wind chime in his hand and examined it carefully. There were only a few shallow scratches on the surface of the brass bell, but the overall appearance seemed to be intact. It could not be described as incomplete.
"Could this so-called magical weapon really be able to bring good luck and avoid evil?"
Looking at the red rope tied to the bell in his hand, Su Xiaofan picked it up with his right hand, shook it gently, and a pleasant and clear sound rang out.
"Well, this sound sounds so comfortable."
I don’t know if it was due to my own psychological effects. It was different from the ringing of bells that Su Xiaofan usually heard. The crisp ringing of this wind chime seemed to have a purifying function, making Su Xiaofan feel that his mind was clear and his breathing was smooth.
many.
"Good stuff!" Su Xiaofan praised it.
"Okay, Xiaofan, you just haven't seen it before. There are many bell wholesale markets like this."
Being banned from the utensil business by Jing Shizhen, Zheng Dagang still felt uncomfortable in his heart, and a series of strange words came out.
"A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory!"
Jing Shizhen glared at Zheng Dagang, took the bell from Su Xiaofan's hand, carefully put it back on the tray, waved her hand at Zheng Dagang and said, "Okay, I've seen the things, you kid, you can get out."
"Then let's go back first, Uncle Jing. If my mother is busy making buns later, I will bring them to you."
Although he only saw two magical artifacts, he also saw the real thing. Zheng Dagang felt that he had finally not made a mistake to Su Xiaofan.
"No, if my sister and I make wontons, please call me. It won't taste right if they are delivered to you."
Jing Shizhen has eaten a lot of delicacies from all over the world, but he has a special liking for the Zheng family's Chaos. Whenever he comes back to Luochuan, he always has to have a meal.
"Brother Gang, Uncle Jing, wait a moment."
Just when Jing Shizhen picked up the tray and wanted to send the two magical artifacts back, Su Xiaofan suddenly spoke.
"Huh? Xiao Su, what's wrong?" Jing Shizhen stopped and looked at Su Xiaofan.
"Uncle Jing, I... I want to ask, how much did you sell this wind chime for?"
Su Xiaofan took a look at the bell and said, "I really like this thing. My family just bought a house, and I want to put it in the new house as a small addition to the house."
"Xiao Fan, this magic weapon is just talk. Why do you take it seriously? If you want to buy it, don't buy it here. Uncle Jing's knife is very fast."
Hearing that Su Xiaofan wanted to buy this bell, Zheng Dagang was stunned for a moment. He had been in the magic weapon business for several years, and until now, he didn't think that this thing really had magic power. At best, it was just a kind of psychological self-comfort for the buyer.
What's more, the things in Jingxintang have always been famous for their high prices. Ordinary antiques are 30% more expensive than those on the market. This bell is also called a magic weapon. Uncle Jing still doesn't know what it will be like.
The price is high.
In desperation, Zheng Dagang no longer cared about the relationship between his family and Uncle Jing, and opened his mouth to reveal Uncle Jing's background. Jing Shizhen's face turned dark when he heard this.
"You know nothing, how can you return my knife quickly?"
When it comes to the honor of Jingxin Hall, Jing Shizhen cannot tolerate Zheng Dagang's nonsense, "Apart from Jingxin Hall, which antique shop dares to pay ten for a fake one? You buy things from me just for peace of mind. It's better to be more expensive than to buy a fake."
Bar?"
Jing Shizhen’s words are not nonsense. Jingxintang has never sold any fakes in the decades since it was opened. There are also some antique shops that want to imitate Jingxintang, but they are not strong enough and sell fakes. They are compensated ten percent for every fake they promised.
The compensation will cost you everything.
"Brother Gang, Uncle Jing is right. It's not like you haven't seen the discomfort those people feel when they buy fake medicines."
In an antique shop, buying a fake is also called taking medicine. The medicine is naturally bitter, and it also describes the mood after buying a fake.
Su Xiaofan agreed very much with Jing Shizhen's words. In the past few years in the antique market, Su Xiaofan had seen all kinds of people. Not everyone would consider themselves unlucky if they bought fakes. More often, they would come to the door to cause trouble.
There are people who report fraud and threats of force, but usually those people don't get any compensation or returns, because there are receipts during transactions, and the receipts usually say handicrafts in the item column. The market is trading normally, and the police come
There is nothing we can do.
This is also the main reason why Jingxintang has been prospering since its opening. Things are expensive but genuine. For those who have some ability and want to buy antiques, Jingxintang will be the first choice.
"Xiao Su is still sensible. This brat like Gangzi doesn't speak human language and doesn't know how you do business in the market."
Uncle Jing is very satisfied with Su Xiaofan. As he gets older, he naturally likes to hear good things.
"Uncle Jing, how do you sell this bell?" Su Xiaofan asked again.
"Do you really want to use it for the house you just bought?"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Jing Shizhen's attitude became serious and said: "What kind of house did you buy? Is it a villa?"
"It's not a villa. What Xiaofan's family bought is a large flat floor. It's more than 270 square meters, which is no worse than a villa." Zheng Dagang said from the side.
"Oh? Xiao Su's family is in good condition."
Jing Shizhen looked at Su Xiaofan with some surprise. He had heard Zheng Dagang mention it a few times before, as if Su Xiaofan's father was not around, and he lived with his sister, and his family background was very average.
"My dad has made some money over the years, and he came back to buy that house."
Su Xiaofan explained that Su Xiaofan still felt that the sudden addition of a house to his name was not too real.
"Usually commercial houses in cities do not need to undergo Feng Shui inspection. As long as the houses are not built in some dangerous places, there will be no problem."
Jing Shizhen pondered for a while and said to himself: "Two hundred and seventy square meters is considered a big house. It is possible to store wind and gather energy, and it is also possible to store wind and leak air. You can buy a house-building object and put it at home.
That’s okay.”
"Uncle Jing, do you still know how to read Feng Shui?" Su Xiaofan didn't quite understand what Jing Shizhen said, but it should have something to do with Feng Shui.
"To work in our industry, you need to know a little bit about it."
Jing Shizhen smiled, pointed to the Bagua mirror and wind chime on the tray, and said: "Xiao Su, let me tell you this, your house should be fine, you can buy these things or not, sometimes
Having Feng Shui instruments in your home may not be a good thing."
"Uncle Jing, I think this thing is destined for me. Please set a price. If I can't afford it, there's nothing I can do about it."
Su Xiaofan looked at the wind chime on the tray. The reason he wanted to buy this low-level broken magic weapon was because he wanted to use the repair value to repair it. He wanted to see what the difference between the repaired wind chime and the so-called broken magic weapon was.
what is the difference.
In fact, Su Xiaofan has a better object, which is the dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging around his neck. However, it requires 50 repair points to repair it. Su Xiaofan cannot afford to repair it at all, so he can only pick up a cheaper one first.
Practice your hands.
"Actually, when buying a magic weapon for your house, it's best to choose a defensive one. If you hang it at home, this wind chime is not as good as the Bagua mirror."
Jing Shizhen shook his head and said: "However, my old client specified a defensive magic weapon. When I came back this time, I brought these two magic tools to trade with others. As for whether he should choose the Bagua mirror or the wind chime,
I don’t know now, so if you want Xiao Su, I can’t sell it to you. Otherwise, if you come over tomorrow afternoon, this matter will come to an end.”
After hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Su Xiaofan and Zheng Da just realized that the two magical artifacts were not placed in the safe of Luochuan Bank, but were brought here specially by Jing Shizhen. This also made Su Xiaofan
I'm a little worried because I don't know if I have enough money to buy this wind chime.
Before the accident, Su Xiaofan had 70,000 to 80,000 yuan in hand. After the accident, he received 500,000 yuan as compensation. After the negotiation was completed a few days ago, it was already received. When he was discharged from the hospital, the hospital had a balance of more than 60,000 yuan, which was also returned to the account.
Su Xiaofan.
Also, his father came back and gave Su Xiaofan a card with a round number of one million in it. He also gave him another two hundred thousand to buy furniture. Su Xiaofan spent less than half of it. Putting it all together, Su Xiaofan now has a total of one hundred thousand on hand.
More than 700,000.
Of course, Su Xiaofan couldn't use all of the more than 1.7 million yuan. He had to leave 200,000 yuan to pay for his younger sister's tuition and living expenses for the first year of college. After all, Su Xiaofan had the financial resources of 1.5 million yuan to buy that piece.
Seize the wind chime.
"Uncle Jing, I have to take my sister back to the village tomorrow. I probably won't be able to make it there tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Can I come over the day after tomorrow?"
Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He had decided to return to the village tomorrow. He also told the village chief, Grandpa Six, on the phone that the village would hold a banquet to celebrate his younger sister's admission to Yanjing University, so Su Xiaofan and his younger sister had to be there.
"I'm going back to Yanjing the day after tomorrow."
Jing Shizhen frowned, picked up her phone, checked the time, and said, "Let's do this. I'll call the client and ask him if he has time now. If he is free, we will settle the matter today.
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"Uncle Jing, you'd better agree on the price first. If I can't afford it, won't it delay your business?"
Su Xiaofan said with a guilty conscience. He didn't know much about the market situation of magic weapons. He felt that he should have enough money, but if he didn't have enough money, he would really make trouble.
"What you said makes sense."
Jing Shizhen laughed dumbly and said: "Two million for the Bagua mirror and 1.2 million for the wind chime. How about it? Do you have enough funds on hand?"
"One million and two hundred thousand?" A brass bell the size of a fist could be sold for one million and two hundred thousand? Although Su Xiaofan had been mentally prepared before, he was still shocked.
"Uncle Jing, Xiaofan is my brother. Don't apply your 30% increase to Xiaofan."
Zheng Dagang shouted from the side: "Xiaofan can be regarded as a customer brought by me. I don't want those two percent. Uncle Jing, please deduct it from the middle."
"I see that your elbows are turned outward."
Jing Shizhen was infuriated by Zheng Dagang's words and said: "The price I offer to the customer for Zhan Feng Chime is 1.8 million. If he doesn't want it, I will give 1.2 million to Xiao Su. What else do you want?"
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"Uncle Jing, please wait."
After hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Zheng Dagang took out his cell phone and clicked on it. When he saw that 1.2 million was 30% off 1.8 million and still 60,000 less, he immediately raised his thumbs.
"Uncle, you are more particular. How about you come up with a round number? It's one million!"
