Although the iron tower is a clumsy handicraft, for some reason, it is covered with a thick layer of black air, which is a very strong evil spirit, and there is also a historical antique fog, which is very unusual.
Could it be that it is not an old handicraft?
Yang Zimei's heart suddenly moved, and he spoke to the two people who were about to start a fight: "Okay, don't fight anymore. Just sell this tower to me. There's no need to hurt our friendship for only three thousand yuan."
When the two heard this, they relaxed their hands and looked at Yang Zimei.
Everyone else also looked at Yang Zimei.
Someone recognized her as Song Xuan's disciple.
Song Xuan has great prestige in the entire Brunei Street, and is equivalent to the soul figure here. Therefore, he naturally has a certain respect for his disciples.
But Li Xiao, the man who bought the tower, didn't know her because he was from out of town and had never visited Brunei Street.
He saw someone rushing to get the iron tower, so he became suspicious again and thought to himself: Is that the real thing? He had made a mistake in asking someone to identify it before.
Zhou Shushu also recognized Yang Zimei and knew that she wanted to help him. He was naturally happy, but he couldn't swallow his breath and said to Yang Zimei, "Xiaomei, I appreciate your kindness. In the whole Brunei Street, everyone knows that buying and selling
Everything depends on your own vision. If you make a mistake, you will have to admit that you are unlucky. How can you return it like this? Then we can still have business in Brunei Street? "
"Yes, yes!" The stall owners cheered again.
Buying and selling is voluntary, and once the goods are sold, they will never be returned. This has always been the unspoken rule in the antique industry. How can someone break the rule now?
"You lied to me and said that this is an antique from the Han Dynasty. It is purely an act of deceiving consumers. I will sue you to court." Li Xiao said angrily.
As soon as he said these words, not only everyone, but also Yang Zimei laughed.
"Brother, this is your first time coming to Brunei Street. What we sell in Brunei Street is vision and deception. If you are deceived, you can only blame yourself for having no vision. If you take a step back, if it is true
Genuine, can you buy iron products from the Han Dynasty for three thousand yuan?" Yang Zimei couldn't help but sneer.
Li Xiao's face turned red.
He also came here with the mentality of picking up leaks. Naturally, he knew that three thousand yuan could not buy a genuine product, but he did not rule out the possibility of picking up leaks.
Therefore, once it was identified that it was not genuine, he became unbalanced. He was angry that he had spent three thousand yuan to buy a piece of junk. Relying on his certain background, he wanted to take the three thousand yuan.
When he came back, who knew Wednesday Shu was so tough and the people around him were helping him.
"The goods have been shipped out and will not be returned. Xiaomei, please don't worry about this matter." Wednesday Shu said loudly.
Thinking of the tragic death of Zhou Shushu in his previous life, and this strange iron tower that looked like a modern old handicraft, but had a strong aura of black evil and antiquity, Yang Zimei would never miss it.
That black evil energy was just used by her to nourish the copper coin sword, which could enhance its magic power and help her practice.
No matter what angle she looked at, she wanted to buy it.
"Brother Zhou, I am buying something from him, so don't worry about it." Yang Zimei said to Li Xiao with a calm attitude, "Brother, since you dislike this thing as a fake, you want to return it.
, and I have taken a fancy to it, three thousand yuan, if you are willing to sell it to me, then sell it, if not, just take it for yourself, and stop harassing Brother Zhou."