Chapter 84: Too Into the Drama

"Okay, it's fate to meet each other, let's see if it depends on you!"

As Fatty Wang said, he brought 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 peach wood sword with a look of surprise on his face, as if an old bachelor who had never seen a woman in his life suddenly saw a naked beauty.

Qin Haodong admired secretly, he is really a champion in three hundred and sixty lines. This old man is definitely a leader in the donkey-drawing industry. Why should he do this with such good acting skills?

Of course, the old man didn't know that Qin Haodong had seen through his tricks, and continued his performance, "Boss, this is a good thing to ward off evil in the town house. It can be seen that it is an old item. Tell me how much it costs. I want it."

Fatty Wang said with an embarrassed look: "Brother, you are late, this little brother has already taken a fancy to this sword."

"Isn't it too late to pay? It's not too late if you don't pay." The old man said domineeringly, "Tell me, how much did he pay? I'll add a thousand."

Fatty Wang glanced at Qin Haodong and said, "I bid 30,000 for this little brother."

The old man said: "Such a good thing is only 30,000 yuan, and it's not expensive at all. I will pay 31,000 yuan."

Niu Er was unhappy next to him, and stared at him and said, "Fatty Wang, although you are a businessman, you can't be distracted by money. According to the rules, there should be a first-come-first-arrival order. This thing is what the little brother sees first. You can't sell it to someone else."

"Okay!" Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and said to the old man, "Okay, then, although the elder brother has an extra thousand yuan, I still can't sell it to you. After all, the younger brother took a fancy to it first."

Qin Haodong didn't speak all the time, just looked at it with a smile. He is not in a hurry to leave now, wanting to see where these people can play.

Fatty Wang and the others are obviously veterans in the industry, and they do this kind of thing a lot. Although they saw Qin Haodong didn't make a statement, they were not flustered or discouraged in the slightest.

The old man continued: "Boss, what you said is wrong. Selling things is the one with the highest price first served. So, how about I add 1,000 to you, and sell it to me for 32,000 yuan?"

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.

Lao Dao is not too young, his beard and hair are all white, but his face is very ruddy, he looks immortal, and he looks like an expert.

When he saw the peach wood sword, his eyes suddenly lit up, he walked quickly to the counter, and grabbed the peach wood sword.

Fatty Wang immediately shouted: "Old Daoist, don't touch it, it's an old thing, you won't be able to pay for it if it breaks."

Lao Dao ignored it at all, grabbing the peach wood sword, with an excited expression and tears in his eyes, "Heavenly Master taught the ancestors to have a spirit, and finally let me find it."

Fatty Wang shouted again, "Old Daoist, what do you mean, you don't need to deceive people, this is something from our store."

Lao Dao put the peach wood sword on the counter again, and said excitedly: "Boss, I am the 87th generation descendant of the Tianshi teaching. This sword is the peach wood sword that I taught Zhang Daoling's ancestors to use to conquer demons and exorcise demons. It's a pity that it was lost for many years. I finally found it.

Tell me, how much does this sword sell for? I must buy it back to Tianshijiao for my disciples to look up to. "

The old man immediately said dissatisfiedly: "Old Daoist, everything comes first, but I came first, you can't rob it."

Lao Dao said solemnly: "But this is the missionary treasure of our Heavenly Master, and I must buy it back."

Niu Er immediately shouted: "What are you robbing, this peach wood sword is what my little brother liked first, you all lean back."

"No, I have to order this sword, I can pay more."

"This is the treasure taught by our heavenly teacher, I must buy it back, no matter how much money..."

Both the old man and the old man showed a look of perseverance until the goal was achieved.

In the end, Fatty Wang said with a helpless expression: "Since everyone has seen this sword, it means that they are all destined.

Well, three bidding to buy, after all, I am also a businessman, whoever pays the highest price will get the sword. But the little brother came first. If the same price is sold to the little brother first, do you have any opinions? "

"I don't mind, I have to buy this baby today anyway."

The old man took the lead.

"I don't mind either. If I don't bring this sword back to Tianshijiao, I'm sorry for the ancestors in the teaching."

Lao Dao is also righteous and impassioned.

Seeing that these people were so devoted, Qin Haodong felt that if he didn't cooperate, he was really sorry for their enthusiasm, so he said, "Well, I have no opinion."

A smug flash of pride flashed in Wang Fatty's eyes, and he thought, kid, aren't you pretending to be calm?

He said: "From now on, the reserve price is 30,000, and the three who pay the highest price will take it."

"I'll pay 32,000 yuan..." The old man was the first to shout.

"I'll pay 33,000 yuan..." Laodao showed no weakness.

"35,000 yuan..."

"38,000 yuan..."

The old man and the old man came and went, and the more they shouted, the higher the price, but Qin Haodong just watched quietly and never participated in the bidding.

The old man and the old man both waited for Qin Haodong to call out the price, and then the two of them withdrew together. At that time, Qin Haodong would have to buy it if he didn't. Unexpectedly, they performed so well, but this young man never asked for a price, which made them unable to stop, and could only keep increasing the price.

In a blink of an eye, the price had already been shouted at 50,000 yuan, but Qin Haodong was still watching quietly, without any intention of participating in the bidding, which made Fatty Wang's eyes flash with anxiety, and turned a color towards Niu Er next to him.

Niu Er immediately understood and said to Qin Haodong, "Little brother, it's almost there, you didn't listen to me just now, or you bought it for 30,000 yuan. Don't miss the opportunity now, or you won't have time to regret it."

"Okay, if you're persuaded to eat enough, then I'll call the price once."

Qin Haodong said cheerfully, "I will pay 100,000."

As soon as he said his words, everyone present was shocked, but Fatty Wang's face flashed an indescribable joy. He never expected to kill a big fat sheep with a broken sword today.

Some experienced guests have already seen that there is something tricky in it, and they can't help shaking their heads secretly, thinking that young people are really deceiving, so they will pay 100,000 yuan.

Niu Er was also very happy. He felt that the show should come to an end now. He said, "I tell you two, those who know each other will retire as soon as possible. You can't compete with the little brother."

This seems to be helping Qin Haodong to speak, but in fact it is a signal that their gang made an appointment in advance. As long as Niu Er said this, Lao Dao and the old man should quit. At that time, Fatty Wang sold the sword to Qin Haodong. have to buy.

So far, everything has been perfect, but no one thought that the old man and the old man seemed to be in the play, and they had no intention of quitting.

The old man exclaimed: "I want to be beautiful, this kind of treasure must be bought and taken home as a family heirloom. I will pay 110,000."

"This is the missionary treasure of our Tianshijiao. It must not be bought by outsiders. I will pay 120,000."

While speaking, a crazy look flashed in Lao Dao's eyes.

Fatty Wang gritted his teeth angrily, thinking that these two idiots, it's almost enough, if the price is too high, what should I do if I scare this fat sheep away?

Fortunately, Qin Haodong didn't let him down for too long, and shouted again, "I'll pay 200,000."

There was an uproar among the people watching the fun. Is this young man a fool? I didn't buy it when it was just 30,000 yuan, but now I bid 200,000 yuan. Is this the legendary lack of heart?

Niu Er was so happy that his mouth couldn't close, so he hurriedly squeezed his small eyes at Lao Dao and the old man, so that the two of them could close them as soon as they saw it.

Fatty Wang shouted even more eagerly: "This little brother bid 200,000, then this sword is..."

But before he could finish speaking, Lao Dao shouted: "I will pay 300,000 yuan. This is something taught by my heavenly teacher and must be brought back."

After he finished shouting these words, Fatty Wang and Niu Er immediately had an urge to rush to kill him. After 200,000 yuan, they would go up the fuck up, and it suddenly rose to 300,000 yuan. Could it be crazy?

Qin Haodong smiled slightly and said, "Since the Taoist priest is so sincere, then I will quit, and the things are yours."

After he finished speaking, both Lao Dao and the old man's bodies trembled slightly, sobering up from the soul capture technique.

Qin Haodong didn't erase their memory, so the two of them remembered what just happened clearly.

Fatty Wang didn't know this. He was shaking with anger. Two idiots screwed up such a good business.

Now not only is the money gone, but the question is how to continue the show. The Fat Sheep has officially announced that he will not buy it. This peach wood sword will be sold to Lao Dao, but where does he have so much money?

But if they don't pay for their show, the whole antique world will know that they are cheating.

Qin Haodong smiled at the old man and said, "Master, do you still want it? If you want it, hurry up and increase the price. Don't be a pity for such a good baby."

The old man hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, "No, I don't!"

Just kidding, the price has reached 300,000, how dare he continue to shout.

Lao Dao was completely dumbfounded. He just had an urge to think that he was the successor of the Heavenly Master's teaching, and he must buy this sword back, so he kept increasing the price.

Now that urge has passed, but where to get the 300,000?

Qin Haodong said to him with a smile: "Daoist, this is the treasure taught by your heavenly teacher. Hurry up and pay for it to take it back?"

"I...this..." Lao Dao was speechless. He didn't even have 300 yuan in his pocket, let alone 300,000 yuan.

Qin Haodong's face sank: "Daoist, don't you have no money to play with us?"

Some good people in the crowd also shouted, "Pay, pay quickly!"

Lao Dao said embarrassedly: "That... I'm sorry, I came out in a hurry, I forgot to bring the money, I will buy it tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and was about to walk out of the store, but was pulled back by Qin Haodong, and then slapped his face with a big mouth.

"Stinky old man, I have ruined the business of my boss, I must teach you a lesson today."

After speaking, he slapped Lao Dao's face with a big mouth, and after a few slaps, he even knocked off his beard and eyebrows. It was only now that everyone could see clearly that this old man was fake, and it seemed that he was about 30 years old.

Fatty Wang and Niu Er were stunned. They never dreamed that such a scene would happen. Seeing their accomplices being beaten, they didn't help, nor did they help.

In such a short period of time, Qin Haodong has already slapped a dozen big mouths of the fake old man, and the beating is extremely refreshing.

He stood up, turned his head and said to Fatty Wang, "Boss, this guy's impersonation has messed up your business. Would you like to have a good time?"

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