"Well, meeting each other is fate. If you want to see it, just see it!"
Fatty Wang said, and sent the peach wood sword to the old man in Tang suit again.
"Good stuff, this is really good stuff!"
The old man picked up the mahogany sword with a look of surprise on his face, like an old bachelor who had never seen a woman in his life and suddenly saw a naked beauty.
Qin Haodong secretly admired that he was really the number one scholar in 360 professions. This old man is definitely a leader in the donkey-training industry. Why would he do this if he had such good acting skills? If he had gone into acting, he would have taken home the golden man.
Of course, the old man didn't know that Qin Haodong had seen through his trick and continued his performance, "Boss, this is a good thing to keep the house away from evil. It can be seen that it is an old thing. Tell me how much it costs, I want it."
Fatty Wang said with a troubled face: "Brother, you are late, this little brother has already taken a liking to this sword."
"You haven't paid yet? It's not too late if you haven't paid yet." The old man said domineeringly, "Tell me, how much does he pay? I'll add a thousand."
Fatty Wang glanced at Qin Haodong and said, "I'll offer this little brother 30,000 yuan."
The old man said: "Such a good thing only costs 30,000 yuan, which is not expensive at all. I will pay 31,000 yuan."
Niu Er was unhappy next to him and stared at him and said: "Fat Wang, although you are a businessman, you can't be blind to money. According to the rules, there should be a first-come, first-served basis. The little brother took a fancy to this thing first, can you?"
It cannot be sold to others."
"Okay!" Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and said to the old man: "Okay, even though I offer a thousand yuan more, I still can't sell it to you. After all, my little brother took a fancy to it first."
Qin Haodong didn't speak, he just watched with a smile. He was not in a hurry to leave now, he wanted to see where these people could go with their performance.
Fatty Wang and others were obviously veterans in the industry and had done this kind of thing frequently. Although Qin Haodong did not express his position, they did not feel panic or discouraged at all.
The old man continued: "Boss, what you said is wrong. When selling things, the highest bidder gets it first. How about I give you another 1,000 or 32,000 yuan and sell it to me?"
After they made such a fuss, more and more people came to the store to watch the excitement. At this time, another old man walked in from outside the crowd.
The old Taoist is quite old, his beard and hair are all white, but his face is very rosy, he looks like a fairy, and he has the air of a master.
When he saw the mahogany sword, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly walked to the counter and grabbed the mahogany sword.
Fatty Wang immediately shouted: "Old Taoist, please don't touch it randomly. This is an old thing. You can't afford to pay for it if it gets damaged."
The old Taoist paid no attention to it at all. He grabbed the peach wood sword with an excited expression and tears in his eyes. "The ancestors taught by the Heavenly Master have spirits, and I finally found them."
Fatty Wang shouted again: "Old Taoist, what do you mean? You don't want to blackmail people. This is something from our store."
The old Taoist put the peach wood sword back on the counter and said excitedly: "Boss, I am the 87th generation descendant of the Tianshi Sect. This sword is the peach wood sword I used to teach Zhang Daoling's ancestor to subjugate and eliminate demons. Unfortunately, it has been lost for many years. Now,
Finally I found it.
Tell me, how much does this sword cost? I must buy it back to the Tianshi Sect for my disciples to admire."
The old man immediately said dissatisfied: "Old Taoist, everything has a first come, first served. I came first, you can't take it away."
The old Taoist said solemnly: "But this is the missionary treasure of our Tianshi Sect, I must buy it back."
Niu Er immediately shouted: "Why are you grabbing? My little brother took a fancy to this peach wood sword first. You all stand back."
"No, I want to order this sword. I can pay more."
"This is a treasure taught by our Heavenly Master. I must buy it back, no matter how much it costs..."
Both the old man and the Taoist looked like they would not give up until they achieved their goals.
Finally, Fatty Wang made a helpless look and said, "Since everyone has seen this sword, it means they are all destined to be together.
Let's do this. The three of us will bid to buy it. After all, I am also a businessman. Whoever pays the higher price will get the sword. But the younger brother comes first. If the price is the same and is sold to the younger brother first, do you have any objections?"
"I have no objection. Anyway, I have to buy this treasure today."
The old man was the first to express his position.
"I have no objection either. If I don't bring this sword back to the Celestial Master Sect, I'll be sorry to the ancestors of the sect."
The old Taoist also spoke with righteousness and righteousness, and was impassioned.
Seeing how devoted these people were in the performance, Qin Haodong felt that if he didn't cooperate, he would really be sorry for their enthusiasm, so he said, "Okay, I don't have any objection."
A flash of pride flashed in Fatty Wang's eyes, thinking to himself, kid, aren't you pretending to be calm, but in the end you fell into my trap.
He said: "Starting now, the base price is 30,000. Whoever bids the higher price among the three will take it."
"I'll pay 32,000 yuan..." the old man was the first to shout.
"I'll offer you 33,000 yuan..." The old man showed no sign of weakness.
"35,000 yuan..."
"38,000 yuan..."
The old man and the old man were going back and forth, shouting the higher the price, but Qin Haodong just watched quietly and never participated in the bidding.
The old man and the old man were waiting for Qin Haodong to call out the price, and then they left together. When the time came, Qin Haodong had to buy it even if he didn't want to buy it. But they didn't expect that they acted so well, but the young man never called out the price, which made them frustrated.
There is no way to stop, so the price can only keep rising.
In the blink of an eye, the price had reached 50,000 yuan, but Qin Haodong still watched quietly, with no intention of participating in the bidding. This made Fatty Wang's eyes flash with anxiety, and he made a look at Niu Er next to him.
Niu Er immediately understood and said to Qin Haodong: "Little brother, it's almost time. You didn't listen to me just now, otherwise I would have bought it for 30,000 yuan. You can't miss the opportunity now, otherwise it will be too late to regret."
"Okay, if you listen to people's advice and eat enough, I'll call you the price."
Qin Haodong said happily, "I will pay 100,000."
As soon as he spoke, everyone present was shocked, but Fatty Wang's face flashed with unconcealable joy. He didn't expect that he would kill a big fat sheep with a broken sword today.
Some experienced customers have already noticed that there is something fishy here, and they can't help but shake their heads secretly, thinking that young people are really easy to deceive, so they will pay 100,000 yuan.
Niu Er was also very happy and felt that the play should end now. He said: "I tell you two, the wise ones should retreat as soon as possible. You can't compete with my little brother."
This seems to be speaking to help Qin Haodong, but it is actually a signal that their gang has agreed in advance. As long as Niu Er says this, the old man and the old man should quit. When the time comes, Fatty Wang will sell the sword to Qin Haodong, and he will not buy it.
Gotta buy it.
The play has been performed so far, everything is perfect, but no one expected that the old man and the Taoist seemed to be involved in the play, with no intention of quitting.
The old man shouted: "What a beautiful idea. This kind of treasure must be bought home as a family heirloom. I will pay 110,000."
"This is the missionary treasure of our Tianshi Sect. We must not let outsiders buy it. I will pay 120,000."
As he spoke, a crazy look flashed in the veteran's eyes.
Fatty Wang was so angry that he secretly gritted his teeth, thinking that these two idiots were just fine. What if the price was too high and the fat sheep was scared away?
Fortunately, Qin Haodong did not let him down for too long and shouted again: "I will offer 200,000."
The people watching the excitement were in an uproar. Is this young man a fool? He didn't buy it for 30,000 yuan just now, but now he bids for 200,000 yuan. Is this the legendary short-sightedness?
Niu Er was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He quickly squeezed his little eyes at the old Taoist and the old man, telling them to stop as soon as they got along.
Fatty Wang shouted even more eagerly: "This little brother bids 200,000, so this sword will be..."
But before he could finish speaking, the old Taoist shouted loudly: "I will pay 300,000 yuan. This is something taught by my heavenly master. I must take it back."
After he finished shouting these words, Fatty Wang and Niu Er immediately had the urge to rush towards him and beat him to death. It was already 200,000 and it still went up, and it suddenly went up to 300,000. Are they crazy?
Qin Haodong smiled slightly and said: "Since the Taoist priest is so sincere, I will quit and the things will belong to you."
After he finished speaking, both the old Taoist and the old man's bodies trembled slightly and they woke up from the soul-sucking spell.
Qin Haodong did not erase their memories, so the two of them remembered clearly what had just happened.
Fatty Wang didn't know this. He was shaking with anger. The two idiots ruined such a good business. Now not only is the money gone, the problem is how to continue the show. Fat Sheep has officially announced that he will not buy this.
The Taomu Sword is about to be sold to Lao Dao, but where does he have so much money?
But if they cheat without paying, the whole antique industry will know that they are cheating people.
Qin Haodong smiled at the old man and said: "Old man, do you still want it? If you want it, please increase the price quickly. Don't be sorry for such a good baby."
The old man quickly shook his head like a rattle, "No, I don't want it anymore!"
Just kidding, the price has already reached 300,000, how dare he keep shouting.
The old Taoist was completely dumbfounded. He just had an impulse, thinking that he was a descendant of the Tianshi Sect and must buy this sword back, so he kept raising the price.
Now that impulse has passed, but where can I get the 300,000?
Qin Haodong smiled and said to him: "Taoist Master, this is a treasure taught by your Heavenly Master. Why don't you pay and take it back quickly?"
"I...this..." Lao Dao was speechless immediately. He didn't even have 300 yuan in his pocket, let alone 300,000 yuan.
Qin Haodong's face darkened: "Taoist Priest, you are not teasing us all because you have no money, are you?"
Some busybodies in the crowd also shouted, "Pay, pay quickly!"
The old Taoist said with an embarrassed look: "Well... I'm sorry, I came out in a hurry and forgot to bring money. I'll buy it tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk out of the store, but Qin Haodong pulled him back and slapped him in the face with a big mouth.
"Smelly old man, you ruined my boss's business. I must teach you a lesson today."
After saying that, he slapped the old Taoist on the face with a loud mouth, and after a few slaps, even his beard and eyebrows were knocked off. Only then did everyone see clearly that the old Taoist was fake, and he looked to be about 30 years old.
Fatty Wang and Niu Er were dumbfounded. They never dreamed that such a scene would happen. Seeing their accomplices being beaten, it was neither right for them to help nor not to help.
In just a short period of time, Qin Haodong had already spanked more than a dozen fake masters, and the beating was extremely satisfying.
He stood up, turned around and said to Fatty Wang: "Boss, this guy is messing up your business by pretending to be an old man. Do you want to give him a good beating twice?"
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