"Wouldn't it be nice to have five million dollars to buy a real antique? What's the use of buying a broken wooden box? Is it used to store things?"
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However, when they saw Qin Hao and Huang Songyun arguing over a wooden box, the onlookers shook their heads and started sarcastic.
At this time, the stall owner looked at Qin Hao and said with a smile: "Brother, this wooden box is a real antique. Do you still want to increase the price? If not, I will sell this wooden box to this big brother.
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He was using provocation to get Qin Hao to pay a higher price for the wooden box, so that he could make more money.
"Six million!" Qin Hao said calmly.
Naturally, he could tell that the stall owner was using aggressive tactics against him. However, this wooden box was an antique from the Ming Dynasty and was extremely valuable. How could it be measured at six million?
If this is sold, it will start with 100 million yuan.
Besides, he planned to give this wooden box to Fang Xue, so no matter how much money he spent, he would get it.
At this moment, Huang Songyun showed hesitation on his face. He just thought that this wooden box was very unusual, but he was not sure that this wooden box was an antique.
He could offer a higher price than six million, but if the wooden box was not an antique, then he would have suffered a heavy loss.
For a moment, he was unsure whether to continue to increase the price.
Seeing Huang Songyun's hesitant expression, Qin Hao said jokingly: "I thought you were rich, but it turns out you are nothing more than that!"
Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, Huang Songyun suddenly became furious and gritted his teeth and said: "I will pay seven million!"
Even if it was compensation, he would admit it.
After he finished speaking, the people around him shook their heads, mocking him for not knowing anything about antiques and for being a taken advantage of.
Listening to the ridicule around him, Huang Songyun regretted it. Now he only hoped that Qin Hao would continue to increase the price and get the wooden box at a higher price.
"Seven and a half million!" Qin Hao said without thinking.
"Huh!" Hearing Qin Hao's price increase, Huang Songyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a proud face: "Boy, seven and a half million to buy a broken wooden box, you are really a fool, since you like this
Broken wooden box, then I will give it to you!"
"Are you sure you won't increase the price? Don't regret it. This is a priceless treasure!!" Qin Hao said with a smile.
When Huang Songyun heard Qin Hao's words, he felt that Qin Hao regretted it and wanted to anger him and make him continue to increase the price. He said with a sarcastic face: "You are the only one who regards this broken wooden box as a treasure. It is yours. Who regrets it?"
Who is the grandson!"
"Okay, whoever regrets it is the grandson!!" Qin Hao said with a smile.
Before Huang Songyun could speak, Qin Hao handed the vendor a bank card and said, "There is no password, just swipe the card!"
This card has fifteen million, which he won from Chen Ming in a gambling house.
The stall owner took the bank card with a smile and quickly picked up the POS machine to swipe the card. His movements were surprisingly fast, as if he was afraid that Qin Hao would regret it.
"Brother, here are your cards and wooden boxes, keep them!"
After swiping the card, the vendor owner handed the card and wooden box to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao nodded without saying a word and took the bank card and wooden box that were handed to him.
"What happened? Why is it so lively?" At this moment, an old voice came from outside the crowd.