The door opened again, and a woman's voice was very angry: "Who is it?"
Looking at her, it should be the kind of just quarreling with her husband.
Yang Zimei showed that Yilong handed the cake on his hand and handed it over.
"We order the cake?"
The woman's face was a bit slow, took the cake, thought about it, a pair of pupil eyes that were still angry immediately brightened, "I am Lan Qiuyan yes, it is estimated that my husband booked."
"Okay, please sign it."
Yang Zimei handed her the receipt to her.
Lan Qiuyan signed the name.
"Auntie, don't you want this incense burner?" Yang Zimei asked the incense burner in his hand.
"Breaking things, don't, you take it." Take it. "
Lan Qiuyan said impatiently, and then held the cake, twisted, and closed the door with a bang.
Yang Zimei shrugged.
Since she didn't want it, she would pick it up.
Since the ancient husband and wife did not hurt money, there was nothing wrong with that.
Yang Zimei looked at the incense burner that was still dirty everywhere, like looking at treasures, which made Longshan puzzled, asking what antiquities were.
Yang Zimei explained to him.
"Oh, your luck is really against the sky, you can pick up a cake, you can also pick up a antique." Long Tian couldn't help laughing.
"Yeah, I'm so good luck."
Yang Zimei hadn't been proud for a long time, and then caught up with a middle -aged man, stopped her: "Sorry, little sister, this incense burner is my family. Just now my dead mother -in -law lost her temper and threw things.
I want to go back now. "
Yang Zimei's interest was really sinking to the freezing point.
It seems that there is really no free lunch in the world. It is not wrong. Now people have to go back, and they will be empty and happy.
"Uncle, I like this thing a bit, or do you open a price, sell it to me, okay?" [[
In such a good thing, Yang Zimei was really reluctant to send it out like this. She also wanted to wait for the newly made houses at home, and this was used to worship the bodhisattva's house.
The man shook his head, "This is not enough, this is what my ancestors have been staying."
"Really?" Yang Zimei asked, "No matter how high the price is?"
The man thought about it, "It's not impossible. My stinky mother -in -law is not pleasing to the eye every day. I feel that it is hindered. I am going to get an antique shop to identify it.
The price of antiques will be sold. "
This man is still very savvy. When he saw Yang Zimei's eye -catching incense furnace so much, he doubted the value of this incense burner, so he pulled an antique.
Yang Zimei smiled, "If it is antique, how much do you want to sell?"
"If it is antique, at least this number!"
The man extended a finger.
"One thousand?" Yang Zimei tried.
The man shook his head, "It's 10,000! You have to give me at least 10,000, I will sell it to you."
"Okay, then 10,000!" Yang Zimei was too lazy to bargain with him.
"real?"
Men do not believe their ears, "Do you really give 10,000?"
"Well. I don't know if it is antique, but it is very suitable for my incense burner, 10,000 is 10,000."
Yang Zi nodded.
When the man heard it, he was surprised first, and then reached out to take back the incense burner in her hand.