"Impossible, Fang Yi, is there a yin skin in the Vietnamese star and moon?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man's expression changed, but he still said skeptically: "I've asked someone to inquire about it. Only the yin skin is the green skin. After playing with it, it will reveal a kind of agate luster. Old Wu also took out the beads he had plated for two years and showed it to me. It's really beautiful..."

After Fatty and Sanpao arrived in the capital, they were always careful in their actions, for fear of being deceived by others. So although they accepted Lao Wu's invitation, they also inquired from each other from multiple sources before getting the goods, and they did put some effort into it.

"Fatty, do you know how the Yin skin is formed?" Seeing the expressions on the Fatty and Sanpao's faces, Fang Yi smiled bitterly. Neither of these brothers would want to learn the relevant knowledge of cultural relics, and now he has paid the tuition fee.

"Of course I know, isn't the Yin skin falling on the ground after the fruit has ripened and is soaked in the seeds by the green of the fruit peel?" The fat man said, "This situation will only occur if the Indian star and moon oil is large. Vietnamese fruits are absolutely impossible to have Yin skin..."

"You boy knows what a fart. The fruit fell on the ground and left for two years and it had rotten long ago. Is there a fart's dark skin?"

Fang Yi couldn't help it anymore. The fat man actually took the words of fooling tourists in the antique market. It would be unreasonable if he didn't get deceived.

In the antique market, there are usually two statements about Yinpi Xingyue. One is caused by the staining of the gravy after the peel is damaged during processing, and the other is caused by the fruit falling on the ground, rotting, moldy and spoiling. However, in fact, these two statements are not correct.

The real Yin-skin star moon is actually formed by the secretion of oil and resin of the star moon when it grows. Although most stars and moons are white, there are also some mutated green. Such stars and moons are extremely rare, so the price is relatively high.

Of course, the Indian Yin skin that is boasted on the market cannot rule out the fact that India has more Yin skins and stars, but it is not without Yin skins and stars in China, but it is just a little worse than Indian skins and stars in oils.

But one thing is certain, that is, the red vine fruit produced in Vietnam and Guangxi, which is the Star Moon Bodhi. Because of its poor oiliness, there is no Yin skin.

"Fang Yi, you said there is no yin skin in Vietnamese, why do you say that the ones I bought are Vietnamese?"

When Fang Yi talked about the relevant knowledge of Yinpi Xingyue, the fat man's face looked very ugly, but when Fang Yi said that Vietnamese sons did not give birth to Yinpi Xingyue, the fat man started to yell, which was obviously illogical.

"Fatty, have you ever heard the word "fake"?"

Fang Yi looked at the fat man like an idiot and said, "The production of Yin Pi Xingyue has always been very small. Eighty or ninety percent of the Yin Pi on the market are fake. Just these few strings are probably soaked with washing powder..."

In the cultural and entertainment market, no matter what it is, once the value increases, there will always be people who make some evil things. The method of using laundry detergent to soak the stars and moons is just figured out. If it weren't for hearing Yu Xuan mention this, Fang Yi wouldn't have known it.

"Fang Yi, are you...what are you saying true or false?"

The fat man's voice was a little trembling. Although the fat man was careless and heartless all day long, he made such a big mistake when he went out to purchase goods for the first time. The fat man felt very uncomfortable.

"Sanpao. Just find some washing powder, the most ordinary one..." Fang Yi shook his head. Facts are better than words. He gave the fat man a hand on the spot. Everything will be clear at that time.

"Fang Yi, I'll give you laundry detergent..." Sanpao's face was also a bit complicated. Although the Yinpi Xingyue was shot by Sanpao, he nodded, and he had to bear half of the responsibility.

"What are you two doing? Didn't you just take medicine? Who hasn't taken medicine in our industry? "

Seeing that Fatty and Sanpao looked dejected and dejected, Fang Yi couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I'll do this experiment for you to see, so that you can learn from your mistakes and not take medicine in the future..."

As Fang Yi spoke, he opened the big box he brought and took out a bag of Xingyue Bodhi from it. This bag of Xingyue was given to him by Abao. It was definitely an authentic Hainanese son. Fang Yi didn't want to take it too much, but just selected a dozen of them from it.

"Using washing powder to soak the star moon, the temperature of the water is very high. When it is soaked for the first time, the water temperature cannot be lower than xx degree..." Fang Yi found a washbasin, took some hot water from the water dispenser, and then smeared it with cold water, and finally threw the ten star moons into the basin.

"Okay, change the basin of water tomorrow morning. After three days, you will see Yinpi Xingyue..." Fang Yi put the basin aside, then reached out and picked up the fine little Xingyue that the fat man had entered.

"Fang Yi, this...isn't this fake, right?"

Seeing Fang Yi picking up the Star Moon Bodhi, the fat man suddenly became nervous. Ninety percent of the 40,000 yuan goods he had entered were Star Moon and Vajra. If both of these two were fake, the 40,000 yuan would be wasted.

"Let you two learn more about literary and entertainment when you have nothing to do. You two always think I am harming you!" Fang Yi rubbed the string of Star Moon Bodhi with his fingers. He said angrily: "Have you ever seen Vajra Bodhi that can become round without playing with it?"

"Fang Yi, Lao Wu said this was the old Bodhizi, and he had been released for many years..." The fat man explained in a low voice.

"Is it still an old Bodhis? It's a Bodhis that has been a hundred years old. It's difficult to play with it..." Fang Yi glared at the fat man fiercely and said, "The batch of goods that Brother Man gave us last time were all stored for several years, and there are also Vajra Bodhi in it. Is it the same as these?"

"Fatty, it's really a little different..." Sanpao thought of the sold-out goods and said, "Except for a little darker color, the others don't seem to be much different from the new Xingyue..."

"What have you been doing?" Fang Yi snorted, and with two fingers, the Vajra Bodhi seed rubbed with his fingertips was immediately pinched into a flat shape by him.

"Hmm? Why is this happening?"

Now even the fat man saw something wrong, because Vajra Bodhi itself is a wooden seed. The little Vajra he bought are all six-petals, and they are drilled in the middle. If squeezed by gravity, they will only break into several petals, rather than being pressed into flat like Fang Yi’s hands.

"You think about it yourself..." Fang Yi handed the string of Vajra in his hand to the fat man. If the fat man couldn't understand it, he could only say that he was not suitable for this food.

"****Old Wu, this...is this ******* made of plastic?"

He held the vilanga that Fang Yi had pinched off and looked in front of him for a while. The fat man even licked it with his tongue. After a long time, the fat man cursed with anger. He really realized that the string of vilanga was actually made of plastic.

"That's right, it's made of plastic. This string is worth about three or five dollars..."

Fang Yi also smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that the most common fakes in the emerging cultural and entertainment market were encountered by Fatty and Sanpao. His luck was not ordinary.

"Damn it, Lao Wu, this bastard, dares to lie to me, Sanpao, go to the train station!"

The fat man's lungs were almost blown up. He spent 40,000 to 50,000 to buy such a pile of star moon and plastic diamonds soaked in washing powder. If Old Wu dared to stand in front of the fat man at this time, the fat man would definitely let him understand why the flowers are so red.

"Fatty, what are you doing at the train station?" Fang Yi grabbed the fat man who was about to go away and asked slowly.

"Of course I'm going to fuck that bastard, Lao Wu..."

The fat man said furiously: "Fang Yi, this time I and Sanpao were wrong, but don't worry, we will go to the capital immediately and prevent Lao Wu from spitting out the money. I will kill his whole family..."

Although he is a boss now, the fat man is also suffering. Just before Fang Yi went down the mountain, he smoked a cigarette of five yuan per pack and smoked one cigarette twice. If he didn't burn his butt, he would definitely not be willing to throw it away.

Now that I was cheated of 40,000 yuan at once, the fat man is really going crazy. Didn’t he say that he should be honest in his business? The fat man now wants to rush to the capital to ask Lao Wu, is your conscience eaten by a dog?—
Chapter completed!