"This...I can't say!" The stall owner was speechless when asked, so he could only say evasively.
"Tell me! Tell the truth! Maybe I can really buy it!" Ye Chen said.
The stall owner had a troubled look on his face! He thought to himself: Why is this guy so capable of getting to the bottom of things? What should I do?
Tang Wanyan was confused, would this guy really buy it?
Li Xia also couldn’t understand the true purpose of the boss?
Li Chun took the sword and looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see how it could be worth half a million! He pulled it out hard, but it didn't come out. However, what he felt was not rust, but a kind of strength.
Competing.
Lai Yunzhen also murmured in her heart, an extremely expensive broken cigarette rod only cost a thousand yuan. If this sword was bought for half a million, how high would its actual value be?
Tang Guodong looked forward to it. If he could buy it, his family would have another priceless treasure.
This is a sword that already has a sword soul. The sword only recognizes its owner! This kind of spiritual sword is very rare, but why did Jia Tao sell it in this way?
Could it be that Jia Tao wants to test whether his brothers have been paying attention to his every move? Or does he know that his brothers also have this hobby and wants to take the opportunity to use the sword to take revenge?
In this way, Jia Tao is still a master of sword control!
At this moment, a dozen bodyguards, surrounded by a middle-aged man in his forties, walked over.
The stall owner quickly greeted him with a respectful smile and said: "Sir! Look at what you need. Just let me know and I will get it for you!"
The middle-aged man didn't even look at the stall owner, as if his eyes were on the top of his head.
"I heard that you have a sword here that you are eager to use. Is this true?" Next to the middle-aged man, there was a servant who looked like a butler, looking at the stall owner and asked.
When the stall owner heard this, his face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum smile: "Oh! Distinguished guest! Distinguished guest! Since you are here because of your reputation, you must be the real buyer! Come on, come on, please bring the sword and let me hold it.
Palm Eyes!"
As the stall owner said this, he reached for the sword. Li Chun glanced at Ye Chen, but Ye Chen secretly shook his head. Li Chun immediately understood what Ye Chen meant.
"We haven't finished admiring it yet, there must be a first-come, first-served basis!" Li Chun said immediately dissatisfied.
"Then can you discuss it quickly, because it is really difficult to meet such a customer. If you are not willing to buy it, please bring it over!" the stall owner said, and went to get the sword anxiously again.
Li Chun, on the other hand, grinned again and pretended to draw the sword with force, but still did not return the sword to the stall owner.
When the housekeeper saw Li Chun lingering there, he asked impatiently: "Do you want it or not? Don't waste time here. Our master is still waiting to grow his eyes."
"Okay, okay! Let us discuss it again!" Lichun said, pulling Lixia aside and whispering: "The boss hasn't made up his mind yet, let's wait for a while!"
Li Xia already knew what Ye Chen meant, and immediately agreed: "The key is that it can't be pulled out, so what's the use of it no matter how good it is?"
"Whether it can be pulled out now is not important. What is important is, is it worth so much money? Is there room for appreciation in the future?" Li Chun asked closely.
The two of them were just like real people, muttering non-stop.
The stall owner was happy and anxious at the same time! What he was happy about was that if both parties fought for it, he would be able to make an extra fortune.
The anxious thing is that you have to express your attitude first! You can’t always be undecided!
Thinking of this, the stall owner said with an anxious look on his face: "Have you two discussed it? Hurry up and express your position, otherwise I will let this man control me!"
At the beginning of spring and summer, I am also anxious! Boss, please speak quickly, we can't hold on any longer!
And Ye Chen has always guessed Jia Tao's purpose of selling the sword.
"I want this sword! How much does it cost?" the middle-aged man finally said.
"Ah! Let me tell you! You are the real buyer! The price is 500,000!" the stall owner said with excitement, his face flushed.
Tang Wanyan was so angry when she heard this! When she and Ye Chen went shopping for clothes for the first time, they met such an unreasonable person! Today, I met such a person here again. It's really unlucky.
!
But Tang Wanyan didn't dare to show it, she was afraid that if Ye Chen went crazy like last time, it would end badly.
"Okay!" the stall owner responded happily, and came to the beginning of spring and summer and said: "You two, I'm really sorry, I have already placed an order, you can leave now!"
"Are you two okay? You're so excited!" Ye Chen asked, looking at the two of them absentmindedly.
"It's a good sword!" Li Chun said.
"What's the use of a sword that doesn't take off its sheath?" Lixia deliberately objected.
"Then forget it! Let it go!" Ye Chen looked at the sword with some reluctance and said.
"Short! This brother is so refreshing!" The stall owner took the sword and handed it to the middle-aged man!
The middle-aged man then turned his attention to the sword. He looked at it briefly and said, "It's nothing special?"
"Sir, the most special thing about it is that it can't be pulled out!" The stall owner immediately became interested: "This is a sword with a soul. If you own its soul, it can not only carry you to fly with the sword, but also
You can also fly your sword to kill enemies! Isn’t this the most valuable thing about it?”
"Damn it, aren't you trying to trick a kid? Why would I buy a rusty sword for half a million dollars? Even if there is a sword spirit, it will only follow the sword master's words and it will be of no use to us. Do you know?"
The middle-aged man handed the sword to the butler and said.
The stall owner was stunned!
If you don't want it, you should return the sword to me? But if you buy it, why do you want to buy a rusty sword for 500,000 yuan? What are the meanings of this? Do you want to force it to buy it?
The stall owner immediately became vigilant: "What do you mean?"
"Give him 100,000 yuan and let's go!" the middle-aged man looked at the housekeeper very domineeringly and said.
"Sir, this is not acceptable! I was entrusted with this sword to sell on consignment! The price can only be more, not less!" the stall owner said without any room for negotiation.
"What? It's enough for me to give you one hundred thousand, and this one hundred thousand is a commission for you. I won't give him a penny for this sword? Because Jia Tao is my fourth brother, everything about him
They all belong to the Jia family. It's only natural for me to take them away! Do you understand?" the middle-aged man said unreasonably.
"As for Jia Tao's relationship with you, I don't care, but if you want to take this sword from me, you must pay five hundred thousand!" the stall owner said firmly.
"Bold! Let me tell you, I am his eldest brother Jia Bao! Don't think I don't know, he just wants to lure me to buy the sword and put it in the living room or bedroom, so that he can control the sword and kill me!" Jia Bao said!
When he got here, he looked at the stall owner and then continued:
"I'll give you one hundred thousand, and I won't treat you as an accomplice in my murder. That's enough to give you face. If you dare to make irresponsible remarks and obstruct me, believe it or not, I won't let you see the sunrise tomorrow!"
Oh! So this is Jia Tao’s eldest brother_Jia Bao!
Ye Chen stood aside and looked at Jia Bao coldly.
After Jia Bao finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Slow down! I'm saying it again, I don't care what grudges you have between you, but if you buy this sword, keep half a million yuan. If you don't want it, please keep the sword. We have nothing to do with each other.
!" The stall owner said without giving in.
"Not a penny! Take the sword and let's go!" After Jia Bao said this, he turned around and walked forward.
But just as the butler was about to leave, the stall owner grabbed the sword in his hand! The two men immediately started fighting.
When Jia Bao heard the tearing and shouting behind him, he said to the dozen or so bodyguards around him: "Beat me to death!"
Several bodyguards rushed over with a roar, pushed the stall owner to the ground, and started beating him severely!
I saw the stall owner tightly holding the sword in his arms and letting a dozen bodyguards punch and kick him.
When more than a dozen bodyguards stood up and took a breath, they suddenly heard the housekeeper shouting in horror: "Master! Master! Master! What's wrong with you?"
The housekeeper and a dozen bodyguards, no longer caring about the stall owner and the sword, ran over to take a look. At some point, there was a blood mark on Jia Bao's neck, and he fell to the ground, dead! (Unfinished)