I thought to myself, who is this? Where did he get taken advantage of?
When I looked back, I saw that she was a beautiful woman, a very elegant lady.
This girl looks to be in her early twenties, has a thin oval face, a tall figure, skin as white as jade, and cut eyes. She is dressed in casual clothes, wearing a big-brimmed hat, and light makeup. She looks noble from the inside out.
I was so angry that there was someone beside me to help me carry my bags.
Her bag is of an English brand, probably a streetwear micro-lamp.
"This beauty, are you sure you want to buy it? 8500."
"Um."
The girl smiled, showing two rows of white teeth and said, "I'll swipe my card."
The person who helped the girl carry the bag was probably the driver, and he swiped his card to buy it on the spot.
Then the museum visit turned sour. The tour guide took the girl to visit ordinary cultural relics that were listed for sale, and gave a lot of introductions.
This tour guide must be from the tertiary industry department of the museum. He gets commission for guiding tourists to buy these things, which is much higher than his salary.
There is only one word in this beauty's mouth.
"purchase!"
She buys whatever she sees and whatever is sold.
Porcelain, wood carvings, small snuff bottles, copper plates, cow bells, some old folk objects, shadow puppets, wooden awls for making clothes, etc. are all in a mess.
She doesn't ask about the price, let alone bargain. Whether it's 50,000 or 5,000, she always says: "Swipe your card."
In less than an hour, I estimate she spent hundreds of thousands!
The male tour guide seemed to be considering her as his mother, and everyone around her looked at her curiously. This girl held her head high, as if she was a rich woman.
"Tsk tsk..." I muttered in a low voice: "You are so damn rich, you big fool. It would be great to buy my stuff, but it's no better than you buying this pile of rubbish."
Unexpectedly, she seemed to hear it and suddenly turned around and asked me: "Hello, did you say something about me?"
I immediately waved my hand and said no, I didn't talk about you.
She stared at me with her big eyes, and I looked back at her without any hint of timidity.
At this time, the middle-aged man who was helping her carry the bag whispered: "Miss, our car won't be able to fit it in. You have already spent more than one million on this trip to Sichuan. I'm afraid...
"
"Oh! Uncle Bai! I only spent a million, but you still blame me for such a small amount of money."
The middle-aged man immediately shut up and did not dare to speak.
She said: "The look in your eyes just now made it seem like you know a lot about cultural relics and antiques?"
I smiled and shook my head: "I don't really understand, I know a little bit, but the things you bought are all good and valuable."
She smiled and said quite proudly: "I studied art design, and I plan to take these historical Sichuan cultural relics back to Guangzhou, redesign them, and give them a second life."
Redesign? I thought to myself, aren't you just destroying and ruining things?
When I went up to the second floor, I was suddenly attracted by a cultural relic in the corner.
It was a strange-looking, rusty saber.
Different from the ordinary style, there is a ring on the blade, and there are strange words engraved on the handle. Because the rust is too big, these words should have been cleaned by professionals.
I was studying it when suddenly an old man beside me said: "Young man, are you interested in this thing?"
