"Two bosses, should we talk about this?" At this time, the stall owner who had been watching came over and interrupted the two of them, with a smile on his face and his eyes shining with desire.
"What for?" Nangong Chen glared at the fat stall owner angrily.
The fat stall owner's face twitched, and he reminded with a dry laugh, "Didn't we just agree? One hundred thousand! Do you want to pay by card or cash? If you pay by card, I have a POS machine here!"
"Are you kidding me? Do you think a piece of shit like yours is worth a hundred thousand yuan?" Nangong Chen gave the fat boss a roll of his eyes, making it clear that he was trying to cheat.
"Young man, we have already agreed. Didn't you bid one hundred thousand with the foreigner just now? How could you refuse to accept the offer?" The stall owner held the POS machine in his hand and immediately became anxious, talking to Nangong.
Chen started to reason.
Nangong Chen was not a fool. He was just trying to scare the foreigner. He knew clearly that he would suffer a loss. How could he do it? He said directly, "I was bidding with the foreigner, not you. I was joking with him.
What's wrong with you?"
"Young man, you can't be like this. You are obviously cheating and ruining my business!" Facing the cheating Nangong Chen, the stall owner seemed a little angry. Who can bear the feeling of heaven falling into hell?
"Don't talk to me about those useless things!" Nangong Chen looked at the stall owner with a confused look, took out his wallet, flipped through it, and counted out a pile of big bills, "Here, I'll buy you a tattered book for five hundred yuan.
There are no more!”
"Damn it, how can you pretend to me if you don't have money?" Although five hundred yuan is already five times higher than his price, compared with five hundred yuan and one hundred thousand yuan. That's not a small gap, the boss is a little bit
He was furious, "Go, go, go, I won't sell it anymore."
"Yes. I'll give you another five hundred, the book belongs to me, and the money belongs to you!" Nangong Chen frowned, and immediately counted five more big bills and took them out. He didn't hand them to the fat stall owner, but threw them on the stall and picked them up.
After reading the book, he turned around and walked away with Chen Dasheng.
"Fuck, I'm in trouble!" The fat stall owner stood beside the stall and looked at the two people's backs. He lowered his head and looked at the pile of banknotes. He couldn't help but spit. After much hesitation, he still didn't rush to grab the book.
Instead, he collected the one thousand yuan. Although he did not get one hundred thousand, but one thousand yuan, he made ten times the profit.
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"Brother-in-law, this chess record is really a treasure. That ghost guy dared to offer a high price of more than 10,000 yuan just now. I think if the foreign girl hadn't pulled him, he would have paid 100,000 yuan. Do you think we picked it up?
Treasure?" Not far away, Nangong Chen asked Chen Dasheng a little excitedly.
Chen Dasheng shook his head helplessly, "What kind of treasure are you picking up? Do you know why the foreigner raised the price with you?"
"Why?" Nangong Chen looked at Chen Dasheng with some doubts, although he knew what the two foreigners had said in gibberish when they left. They were all in English, and he was too lazy to listen, but Chen Dasheng could hear them clearly at that time.
Chen Dasheng smiled and said, "That foreigner is also a layman. He wants to find treasures here. He thinks that we are knowledgeable people, so he wants to buy the chess record first. Unexpectedly, you and he start bidding. The higher your bid, the higher his price will be."
I feel that the more valuable the book is, the more valuable it will be, so I won’t fight you to the bitter end. You guys are second-rate goods meeting second-rate goods, and the whole thing is not going to work alone!"
When Nangong Chen heard this, his youthful face turned into embarrassment, and he immediately said, "But I think the chess records recorded in this book are quite sophisticated, so you shouldn't be losing money, right?"
"This 'Suitable and Elegant' chess score is an ancient score handed down from the Ming Dynasty. However, judging from the material of this book, it is only a few decades old at most. It should have been printed in modern times. I don't know much about antiquities, but I think about the value of this book.
, maybe it depends on how many of them have been handed down. I can’t tell whether you made a loss or not. If you really want to know, find someone knowledgeable to take a look!" Chen Dasheng said.
Nangong Chen thought for a while and said with some disappointment, "Forget it, so as not to be laughed at."
Chen Dasheng shook his head, "You don't care how much it is worth. As long as there is something in it, give it to your grandpa. Your grandpa will definitely like it. Chess records are something that keeps pace with the times. The older it is, the better!"
"That's true!" The disappointment on Nangong Chen's face finally dissipated.
Chen Dasheng said, "I have heard people say before that if you read the Yapu carefully once, you can improve the strength of a horse. For high-level chess players, those who have not read the Yapu once will be able to incorporate everything into each other and complement each other.
To improve the lethality and tactical literacy of actual chess, don’t you think your grandfather is a bad chess player? This is the best thing to give him.”
"Haha, then I have to study it carefully when I go back to see if this chess record is really so magical!" Nangong Chen laughed and put the chess record away happily. If it is as magical as Chen Dasheng said, then his move
Thousand yuan is considered well spent.
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"Hey, this store has such a great atmosphere!"
After walking a short distance and passing the street stall area, Chen Dasheng suddenly stopped. Nangong Chen asked doubtfully, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong?"
Chen Dasheng raised his head and pointed to the opinion shop next to him with his chin, "Look!"
Nangong Chen looked up and saw that it was an ancient shop. There was a dark plaque hanging on the door, with four big characters written in flying dragons and phoenixes on the plaque.
"There is no iron in the world!"
You can tell from the name alone that this is a shop that sells ironware, but this is not an ordinary shop. There is no iron in the world. Doesn't that mean that the best iron in the world is in this shop? There is no need to worry about strong winds.
Tongue, this boss doesn’t know who he is. If he wants to take out the Great Immortal Stick by himself, wouldn’t it ruin his sign?
"Brother-in-law, why don't we go in and have a look?" The store door was not big, and people came and went, but no one came in. Nangong Chen was worried about being crowded, so he encouraged Chen Dasheng to go in and have a look.
Chen Dasheng was also somewhat interested, so he nodded and followed Nangong Chen towards the small shop.
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The decoration in the store is not luxurious, but it is very elegant. There is a long wooden counter in the front, and a pair of wooden shelves are displayed next to it. The shelves are filled with all kinds of iron tools, ranging from swords, guns, swords, halberds, iron rods and hammers.
Iron bows and arrows, down to hoes and sickles, pots and pans, although I can't say that they have everything, they can at least be said to have a wide variety.
"Brother-in-law, have we come to the wrong place?" Most of the shelves were filled with farm tools, and there were only a few weapons. Nangong Chen looked around, but nothing aroused his interest. The indoor light was dim, and the boss was nowhere to be seen.
There was no waiter in sight either, and Nangong Chen looked a little disappointed.
"Well, it's really nothing to see!" Chen Dasheng also shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave with Nangong Chen.
"Hey, two friends, what do you want to buy?" Speaking in Mandarin with a Beijing flavor, Chen Dasheng and the others were stopped before they reached the door. They turned around and saw a well-dressed little old man opening the curtain and walking through the door.
After walking out, his eyes were darting around Chen Dasheng and the two of them.
Judging from this appearance, he must be the owner of this store. The business in this store is so cold, and he can't afford to hire a waiter. Before Chen Dasheng could say anything, Nangong Chen came over and said, "Boss, let me ask you, your signature
What do the words 'There is no iron in the world' mean?"
The boss grinned when he heard this, "Young man, it's not my fault. The iron in my shop is all the best iron. There is no iron in the world. As the name suggests, if the iron in my shop is not considered good iron, then this
You will never find a good piece of iron in the world."
"Boss, are you speaking too loudly?" Seeing the proud look on his boss's face, Chen Dasheng couldn't help but interject, while Nangong Chen nodded repeatedly.
The boss shook his head gently, "My friend, what you said is wrong. It's not about your tone, but about your ability. Don't look at my small shop. This is a craft inherited from our ancestors. Our ancestors have been blacksmiths for eighteen generations. Everyone in this shop
Every piece of ironware is made by me, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed!"
Eighteenth generation blacksmith? Hearing that these words were probably all lies, Chen Dasheng couldn't help but smile. He turned his eyes on the shelves and said, "I think these things are nothing more than that!"
The boss's tone was too loud, and Chen Dasheng's words were inadvertently laced with contempt, saying that there was no iron in the world. I really wanted to take out the immortal stick and show it to him, so that he would know what it means to sit in a well and watch the sky, and be arrogant.
