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Chapter 291 Almost fighting, taking advantage of the chaos to harvest!

His hands were about to touch it when suddenly someone ran over and kicked Song Zhizhi in the butt, causing her to run forward uncontrollably and unable to stop.

Song Zhizhi:!!!

It's over, it's over, if you want the society to die, don't face down on the ground!

I can definitely stand firm, stand firm!!!

Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, Song Aiguo and Yu Nianmiao hurriedly chased after her for fear that she would fall out. As a result, Song Zhizhi stopped in front of a stall inside. In order to maintain balance, she propped her hands on the stall.

I touched a bottle!

Is it any wonder that this is a lucky choice?

Song Zhizhi grabbed the bottle and did not dare to let go. The stall owner was also frightened and hurriedly supported the bottle and Song Zhizhi. From his eyes, Song Zhizhi only saw his worry about the things on his stall.

Give her a hand, that's how you care for the child!

Okay, very good, professional profiteer.

"Uncle boss, this bottle of yours saved me. It looks really ugly. It must be very expensive. Our teacher said that the uglier things are, the more expensive they are!"

Song Zhizhi deliberately pretended to be stupid and inquired about the price from the perspective of a child who knew nothing about the world. Grandma Song and others ran over and grabbed her to check. They were relieved after making sure that everything was fine.

"What kind of bastard is he? He hit someone and even lost his identity. He didn't even apologize. He's really unqualified!" Grandma Song was so angry that she had no choice but to do anything.

Grandpa Song also echoed, "Fortunately our Zhizhi is fine, otherwise I would have to find him one by one today. My dear grandson Zhizhi, are you really not hurt by the hit?"

Song Aiguo didn't dare to reach out to check her, he could only stand aside and watch, looking worried.

Song Zhizhi was worried about her bottle, but she was also afraid that the boss would raise prices because she liked to sit on the floor, so she pretended to let go decisively and waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay at all, but I found that this bottle is uglier than those small copper coins."

Eh!"

Song Zhizhi kept saying ugly words, which made the boss feel very unhappy!

Even if he said his bottle was ugly, he actually said it was uglier than that dead old man's coin. It was really too much, but venting his anger on a child would make him look stingy...

"Kid, my bottle is so beautiful, but why is it so ugly? Look at the yellow, the indigo, and the outlined patterns. What's not beautiful about it? And the little fish on it are so vivid. And this bottle saved you, right?

How can you say that!"

A batch of fake products specially made to deceive these rich people who only care about their appearance, actually called them ugly!

This is an insult to his aesthetics!

"And look inside, there is another... a small bottle, how wonderful it is!" At this point, the boss suddenly paused. Why didn't he know when an extra small bottle came out?

Who cares, just fool him first!

Yu Nianmiao suddenly looked serious and frowned slightly. This bottle...

Song Zhizhi also looked at it and shook his head, "It's strange, but it's really amazing. Okay, uncle, you're so hard at selling it, just tell me a price. If I can afford it, I'll buy it!"

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song’s eyes twitched. Buying antiques? That must be very expensive. How can their family have that kind of money?

Okay, wait for the boss to tell you the price, and they will give you a very low price to make the boss angry, so you don’t have to buy it!

Having made a good idea, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song are confident.

The boss laughed twice, looked at everyone's clothes, and came to two words: they were poor and couldn't afford much money, but since it was delivered to their door... then don't blame him for making a small fortune.

So the stall owner, a fat young man in his twenties with a stubble, stretched out his stubby fingers and said, "Seeing that we are destined, I will give you an honest price, 18,000, take it!"

Eighteen thousand!

Song Zhizhi raised his eyes, didn't this just wipe out the entire family's fortune?

Moreover, the stall owner obviously looked like he was selling fake goods... She raised her head and said firmly in unison with Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, "One thousand and eighty!"

The three of them had such a tacit understanding that the stall owner's eyebrows were beating wildly.

"You are here to cause trouble, right? This is an antique. Do you know what antiques are? I'm not selling you hundreds of thousands, just 18,000!"

He was heartbroken and extremely angry, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Song Zhizhi, Grandma Song, and Grandpa Song looked at each other, shook their heads, turned and left. Song Zhizhi, hold on, persistence is victory, this is the true meaning of bargaining.

As soon as they turned around, several small vendors next to them started laughing, "Hahaha, little girl, it's a good thing you left quickly and didn't buy anything. Whoever buys it is the one who takes advantage of it. His store sells all fakes and handicrafts, so...

Liar!"

"That's right, let's go. Several of those bottles are sold in a day. They are worth a hundred and eighty yuan at most. Don't buy them. Look at my bottle. It only costs 500 yuan. Maybe you can pick it up!"

"Yes, yes, there is also this black stone from my house. It is black but not so black and slippery. It would be so fun to buy it back. It doesn't cost 18,000 or 1,800, it only costs 180!"



The more people talked, the more outrageous they became. The young vendor in front became anxious and really angry, "We are all colleagues, how can you be so funny? I'm just hot-tempered and my business is good. I am a fake and you are also a fake. Then kid, come back, you

I just said one thousand and eighty, just one thousand and eighty, buy it back, I'll sell it!"

People, if they don’t make steamed buns, they can win the reputation. He must win this reputation!

Song Zhizhi could hardly help but laugh. She was doing such a good job. She was surrounded by assists. If the system was lucky and nothing unexpected happened, and listening to other people's opinions, she might be the first to catch a liar!

But one thousand and eighty is still too expensive!

"Uncle, that black stone is so beautiful, but it only sells for 180. I want to buy that one." Song Zhizhi deliberately provoked and praised his opponent, which made the young vendor angry to death.

But it seems that Song Zhizhi really doesn't understand and just likes her, and it's not a routine, so he can't curse.

But one hundred and eighty is really not good. This batch of bottles costs 260 when unearthed, and there are artificial things, so I have to add some. "Kid, his stuff is not as good as mine, so if you want 580, take it."

, I can’t sell it if you don’t want it!”

Grandma Song, Grandpa Song and Song Aiguo:!!!

This works too!

Only 580!

OK!

580 You can spend this money to make your granddaughter happy!

"Wrap it up, I'll pay for it!" Grandpa Song quickly waved and stood in front of Song Zhizhi, "The kid is ignorant, don't be angry, we are still doing friendly business."

"It's okay, it's okay. I, Li San, just love making friends. I'm not like some people who ruin other people's lives when their business is not going well. Here you go, you can go!"

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