Su Hen took a deep breath, calmed down his messy and excited mood, walked over, and squatted in front of the stall.
"Hey, girl, why do you want to see this? They are all fakes. Let's go to the gambling stone."
Tsui Hark came and shouted.
"Wait a minute, let me see if there is anything interesting."
Su Hen waved his hand towards him, then deliberately turned his hand over the stall, pointed at something at random and asked the price.
"Three thousand pieces, choose as you like."
The old stall owner was not like other stall owners who would happily brag about what kind of antiques their items were and what year and history they had as soon as they saw customers coming. Instead, he said calmly.
"Three thousand a piece? Isn't it too expensive?"
Since he said he could choose at will, Su Hen quickly took the small dagger in his hand to avoid it being snatched away later and started bargaining for the price.
“No bargaining.”
The old man glanced at her sideways and said, "If you can afford it, buy it. If you can't afford it, put it down."
"Really, boss, you are ignorant when you lie to a little girl. These are all fake and shoddy products. How dare you buy three thousand yuan for each one? I think thirty yuan is already too much."
Xu Kelai saw that Su Hen wanted to buy the little dagger, so he spoke up and said, "Look at this little sword. It's not very well made. It's also rusty. It's made of ordinary iron. There's nothing wrong with it."
Collection value."
"Three thousand."
The old man said stubbornly, "I only sell my things to people who are destined to do so."
"Pfft, you sound like you are very profound when you say this. You only sell it to those who are destined to have it? Then can you tell me the origin of this sword?"
Xu Harai sneered.
"I dug it out of the ground."
The old man looked at him and said, "As for the origin, I don't know. Anyway, it's only three thousand yuan. If you like it, buy it. If you don't like it, just put it down."
"Grandpa Xu, can you lend me three thousand yuan first?"
Hearing that he said it came from the soil, Su Hen's heart tightened. He was about to ask, but then he swallowed it. It was better to get the little dagger first, so as not to miss it again when someone refused to buy it.
This thing.
"Do you really want to buy it? There are worthless things."
Tsui Hark came to persuade, "If you like these old things, grandpa can take you there to have a look. There are many good ones."
"I'll just ask for this first. It suits my eyes very well."
Su Hen said, "Can you lend me the money first?"
Seeing that she insisted on doing this, Xu Kerai had no choice but to take out three thousand yuan and give it to the old man.
"Old man, you just said it was dug out of the soil. Where did it come from?"
Su Hen smelled a strong earthy and musty smell on the old man's body and believed that he was the kind of tomb robber who was used to robbing graves.
"I forgot."
The old man raised his eyes lazily and glanced at her.
"Girl, he said all this to lie to you. If he really dug these things out of the soil, he would have sold them to antique shops at high prices. How could it be three thousand yuan?"
Xu Kelai felt that Su Hen was completely deceived.
"Can you remember it for me?"
Su Hen ignored him and continued to question the old man.
"I can't remember. This seems to have been stolen many years ago. How can I, an old man, remember what happened so many years ago? Unless you bought all these things from me, I have nothing to do, so maybe I can remember them.
Woolen cloth."
The old man said.
"You are simply too treacherous!"
Xu Harlai said to him angrily, "I'm really not ashamed to lie to a little girl at my age."
"He who wishes will take the bait."
The old man looked disapproving, "I didn't force her."
