Chapter 496 Cabbage Price
“Boss, if you don’t let me get started, how do I know whether this thing is good or bad, and how much is it worth?”
Qin Yang was speaking, but No more reaching for the object.
After hearing his question, a trace of embarrassment clearly flashed across the stall owner's face.
It seems that this stall owner is indeed a newbie and has not had much experience selling antiques before.
He just heard that setting up stalls in this antique street could sometimes make a lot of money, so he jumped in.
But he barely understands the rules of the antique industry, and he doesn’t know where he bought these goods from, thinking that he can trick them one by one.
But as Qin Yang said, if you don’t even give me a chance to get started, how can I know if your thing is real or fake? Then why bother talking about the price?
"If the boss wants to see it, then go ahead, but you have to be careful. If it falls to the ground and breaks it, you have to pay my price for compensation."
Although this stall owner He didn't know much about the rules of antiques, but he was a seasoned person. He didn't feel awkward for long, he just kept talking to himself.
In short, after getting it into your hands, you are not responsible.
“That’s natural!”
Qin Yang didn’t dwell too much on what happened just now. He reached out and took the little Pixiu in his hand, but the next moment a trace of emotion appeared on his face. have no choice.
"How about boss, can my jade Pixiu still catch your eye?"
The stall owner was full of energy and once again praised the little white Pixiu, frothing at the mouth. Flying sideways, as if there is little in the sky and nothing on the ground.
"Boss, do you think this is white jade?"
Qin Yang was really convinced by the stall owner. He first asked, and then said: "This is obviously plastic!"
< br>With Qin Yang's current eyesight, he can tell what materials these things are made of even without using his mental power.
This Pixiu does indeed seem to be the color of white jade, but as soon as Qin Yang got it, he found that the weight was wrong.
If this were white jade, he would dare to eat this brave animal.
"Boss, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't talk nonsense."
However, the stall owner was a little anxious, especially when he saw several stall owners nearby looking at him with gloating eyes. He felt that his face was very unbearable.
It’s just that his family knows his own business. The stall owner naturally knows very well what material this Pixiu is made of. He feels that this business may be ruined.
“Okay, then you can make a price!”
Qin Yang did not worry about the material anymore. Although this Pixiu is made of plastic, it is polished and lifelike. This is also what he The reason why it catches your eye at first sight.
Qin Yang knew that it was rare to find a good thing, or a real thing, in the stall outside.
But as long as you have the eye and see something you like, what’s the big deal about the material?
Qin Yang just liked the shape of this little Pixiu. He felt that if he bought it as a gift to Niu Niu, she would definitely like it, so it didn’t matter whether it was plastic or not.
“It turns out that the boss wants to lower the price, so you should have said it earlier.”
Suddenly hearing Qin Yang’s words, the stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then felt that he had discovered the truth. , a smile appeared on his face again.
He felt that the person in front of him was not sure whether it was white jade at all, and just wanted to use this statement to negotiate the price to the lowest price.
If the other party really sees that it is plastic, how can he still ask for a price? Who would buy a plastic Pixiu back?
Isn’t that blasphemous?
"To be fair to the boss, this white jade Pixiu of mine was ordained by an eminent monk from Jiangfo Temple. If you wear it with you, it will protect your home and ward off evil spirits, and everything will go smoothly!" The stall owner is still very eloquent! , and soon a consecration blessing was placed on this so-called "White Jade Pixiu".
If the other party wants to lower the price, then the stall owner must want to trick people into death.
In today's society, there are fewer and fewer scapegoats, but they are not something you can encounter casually.
"Consecrate? Consecrate a plastic Pixiu?"
Hearing what the other party said, Qin Yang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said in a dumbfounded voice: "Then this eminent monk in Jiangfo City is boring enough. "
Qin Yang has heard of the so-called Jiangfo Temple.
It was indeed a large temple in Chujiang City or Jiangnan Province. There was a lot of incense inside it, and many people really believed it.
But in this case, it is impossible for those eminent monks to consecrate other people's things casually.
It is even more impossible to consecrate a fake plastic Pixiu. Wouldn’t that be self-destructive to your reputation?
"Nonsense, I am obviously a white jade brave. If you say anything about plastic again, I will fall out with you."
The stall owner seemed to be furious, and the other party said After clarifying the matter again and again, this kid couldn't have deliberately caused trouble for him, right?
"Okay, okay, jade Pixiu, okay?"
Qin Yang followed the good example and nodded in agreement, then brought up the old matter again and said, "Then you should give me a price!"
< br>To be honest, Qin Yang really wanted to see what kind of price the seemingly shrewd stall owner in front of him could offer for such a small plastic Pixiu?
"Seeing as you are sincere, let's do this. I will suffer a little loss and I will give it to you for the cabbage price of 20,000 yuan!"
Under Qin Yang's gaze, he walked out of the stall immediately. The price that the master said made him stunned.
"Twenty thousand? What's the bargain price?"
Even though Qin Yang was well-informed, this asking price also shocked him.
Why don’t you go and grab it? What kind of cabbage is it?
Qin Yang felt that even if this was really a white jade Pixiu, it would be impossible to sell it for a sky-high price of 20,000 yuan if it was so big, not to mention that it was still plastic.
"What's your expression? Do you know that the items that the eminent monk of Jiangfo Temple has blessed cost at least one hundred thousand yuan, so I'm giving you an advantage."
The stall owner didn't seem to feel that he was opening his mouth to the lion at all, and the next moment he came up with a consecration statement.
This kind of metaphysical thing is strange to talk about. Generally speaking, if you believe it, it will work. If you don’t believe it, it will not work.
Once you believe that these things can bring you good luck, money will no longer be money.
Take the Jiangfo Temple that Qin Yang has heard of. The first incense stick on the first day of each month is said to have sold for millions, and is also being competed by many big bosses.
As far as Qin Yang knows, the richer the boss, the more he believes in Feng Shui theory.
Even some officials firmly believe in this, which is also an important reason why Jiangfo Temple is becoming more and more popular.
When the stall owner talks about consecration, it is meaningless to talk about the value of the Pixiu itself.
It seems that the stall owner also knows that the other party recognized that this is not white jade. If this is the case, let's change the explanation.
Now the most important thing about this Pixiu is not the material, but the magic power given by the eminent monk.
As long as it is something that has been blessed by an eminent monk in Jiangfo City, even if it is a piece of straw or a lump of mud, if it sells for ten thousand or eight thousand, there will probably be people competing for it.
(End of this chapter)