Standing in front of the stall was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She looked average but had a good figure. She was looking down at the string of stars and moon bodhis in the glass cabinet. It was the scenery on her chest that showed the fat man rushed over without hesitation.

"Miss, who is the lady?" But after hearing the fat man's words, the girl was a little annoyed. She raised her head and pointed at the fat man with her fingers, and said angrily: "You are the lady, your whole family is a lady..."

"I... our family is... only my sister can be called a lady..." The fat man was a little confused by the girl's words. Although he had a lot of people in his family, except for his mother and sister who were women, it seemed that everyone else had nothing to do with the lady.

"Rogue, lunatic..." After hearing the fat man's words, the girl thought the fat man was teasing her, and turned around and ran away in a hurry.

"Why am I a hooligan, why am I crazy?" The fat man's expression was a little dull, he turned to look at Fang Yi and Sanpao, and said, "Brother, I...I'm not saying anything wrong, right?"

"What's wrong..." Fang Yi and Sanpao both shook their heads, and they didn't know what had happened.

"Do you look too despicable?" Sanpao couldn't help but make up for it. The fat man's appearance just now was indeed a bit despicable.

"Get out of here, I'm very righteous when I spoke just now, okay?" The fat man said that Sanpao was slandering his image.

"Little fat man, you are so laughing to death..." The fat man suddenly heard a laugh from the side. He turned his head to look, but Lao Ma was laughing wildly there with his stomach covering his stomach.

"Brother Ma, what's going on?" The fat man was almost crying in anger. He grabbed Lao Ma and said, "Brother Ma, tell me, I didn't even touch the girl with a finger, why are you a hooligan?"

"Haha, fat man, you didn't call it right now..." Thinking of what happened just now, Lao Ma couldn't help laughing again.

"Why is my name wrong?" The fat man scratched his head and was said by Lao Ma that the monk Zhang Er was confused.

"Of course it's wrong. You call that girl a lady..."

When I saw the fat man, I really didn't understand it. Lao Ma didn't tease him anymore and said, "Fat man, this lady's name was very popular in the past few years, but in the past two years, girls in those pornographic places have been called ladies. Are you just cursing when you call that girl lady?"

In the past, an ancient man rode a crane to Yangzhou with his wealth of 100,000 cranes, and today he went to Guangdong with 100,000 ladies. Almost overnight, the term "maid" has become the endorsement of some ancient industry. No young girl is willing to be called a ladies.

"Then...what should I call it? You can't call it a lesbian?" The fat man was a little stunned when he heard Lao Ma's explanation. It was just a title. The people in the city actually gave it such a profound meaning, and even caused him to be scolded for nothing.

"Fatty, don't care about your age when you see a girl, you must call her eldest sister..." Old Ma smiled and gave the fat man a move.

"What if I call someone old?" The fat man sat on the chair behind him with a sad face and said, "Brother Yi, Sanpao, you can hold on for a while first. I will sort it out carefully. It turns out that this title has such great knowledge..."

"If you want to be lazy, just say it..." Sanpao despised the fat man's behavior very much. He rushed forward when he saw the girl, but now he retracted his butt.

"Young man, how do you sell your little leaf red sandalwood beads?"

While Sanpao was bickering with the fat man, an old man in his sixties stood next to the stall and said, "You are the material of old red sandalwood. The color is a bit dark. Take it out and show me..."

"Uncle, you really have good eyesight..." Fang Yi quickly lifted the glass cover and said, "To be honest, you said, this bracelet is indeed old material and has been kept for several years. Look at the dark color of the bracelet in my hand..."

The old man was a person who knew the goods. He followed Fang Yi's words and looked at his hand, nodded and said, "Well, it's true that the string of materials in your hand is older than the string you just took..."

"Hehe, this string was played by myself. I didn't play well, so I always laughed..." Fang Yi looked down and felt a little strange. These two bracelets should be purchased by Brother Man in the same batch. I didn't notice how dark and light the color was?

"Young man, how much does this string cost?" The old man raised the string of small-leafed red sandalwood in his hand and asked the price.

"Uncle, your string is an old bead with paste. It was supposed to be sold for 220 yuan, so you can count it as 200 yuan..."

Although Fang Yi has no intuitive understanding of antique terms such as patina, this does not prevent him from using these terms to promote business. Seeing the old man nodding slightly, Fang Yi was delighted. He knew that he was right.

"Young man, can you show me the string you play with in your hands?" The old man pointed to the string of beads that Fang Yi rubbed with his left hand and asked.

"For you, uncle..." Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this and handed the bead over.

"Do you sell this string?"

After playing with it for a while, the old man's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, but he has been playing art for a while and knows that this thing has been playing for a long time, so even though Fang Yi is doing business, he asked this question more.

"Ah? Do you want to buy this string?" Fang Yi didn't react for a moment when he heard the old man's words. He opened the door to do business by himself. As long as the customer is willing to buy it, how can there be no reason not to sell it?

"You've played well with this string, and the material of this string is older than that string..." Just as Fang Yi was about to open his mouth to sell, the old man suddenly said, "Young man, if you are willing to sell, I will pay 400 yuan. What do you think?"

"Ah? Four hundred?" Fang Yi widened his eyes when he heard this. They were all the same beads. Why did this old man pay twice the price?

"It can only be sold at most five hundred. If you don't sell it, forget it..."

Seeing Fang Yi's appearance, the old man thought he was unwilling to sell it, so he immediately increased the price by 100. According to the old man's judgment, the beads should have been playing with it for almost ten years. The patina is thick and lustery. If he can buy it for 500, it would be considered a small leak.

"I...I didn't say anything..." Fang Yi was speechless when he heard the old man's words. He just asked, "The old man actually raised the price twice in a row. It turns out that this business is not a very difficult thing.

"Young man, are you going to sell it or not? Give me a message..."

Seeing Fang Yi not talking, the old man was a little impatient. Sanpao, who was standing behind Fang Yi, quickly poked him with his elbow. What a joke? There is no reason not to do this first order business.

"Sell, uncle, of course, sell it..." Fang Yiru Meng woke up and said quickly: "Uncle, just follow the price you mentioned, but you are optimistic about this thing. If you sell it, we will not care about the return or exchange..."

The goods will not be returned once they are taken. This is also what Man Jun told Fang Yi and his brothers. You should know that although cultural relics are not antiques, the quality of cultural relics is also very delicate in terms of patina time. It is not uncommon to spend a lot of money to buy bargains.

"Hmm? Then I want to take a good look..." After hearing Fang Yi's words, the old man took out a reading glasses, put them on them and looked at the beads in his hand carefully, and murmured: "This patina is right, and the brown eyes are also very thin, it should be right..."

"Young man, I bought it, I'll give you money..." After careful observation, the old man put the bead on his left wrist, took out a wallet with his right hand, counted five hundred dollars from it and handed it to Fang Yi.

After taking the five hundred yuan, Fang Yi felt his heart beat faster. This was the first time he made money in his life. Of course, the 20,000 yuan he got from a car accident before cannot be considered.

"Hey, uncle, do you want to put a box for you?" Fang Yi, who shook his head and came to his senses, said to the old man.

"No, this bead is just something to play with, why put it in the box?" The old man raised his left hand, lowered his head and looked at Fang Yi's stall again, but this time he found nothing good.

"Uncle, go slowly, come back again in the future..." After sending the old man away with a passionate look, Fang Yi turned around, laughed, and said, "Fatty, are you convinced? Our first order is what Master Dao!"

When he was in the hospital, the fat man brags about himself as a business genius like Bill Gates in order to encourage Fang Yi to do cultural and entertainment business. However, after setting up a stall for several hours, Fang Yi made the first order business. Even though Fang Yi was calm in nature, he couldn't help but feel proud at this time.

"God, how did you...there was you? Did you give that old man some ecstasy soup?"

The fat man and Sanpao both looked at Fang Yi in amazement. Until the old man took out the money and left, the two of them didn't react. When they went to buy things, they only felt that the things were expensive. They had never seen this buyer who was rushing to raise prices.

"I...I don't know..."

Fang Yi also reacted to the fat man's words. This matter was indeed strange. His original offer was only 200 yuan, but the old man did not ask the beads he handed over, but instead bought the beads he was playing with for 500 yuan. Could it be that the two beads are really different?

"Brother Ma, do you know what's going on?"

Fang Yi looked at Lao Ma at the stall next to him. The two stalls were less than one meter away. When he was doing business with the old man just now, Lao Ma was always staring at this place.

"I know that old man just now. He is a famous talent and never buys things randomly..."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Lao Ma shook his head with regret and said, "You guys, you guys, you can sell the beads and sell them without giving them a separate category. Can these beads with old age beads be mixed with ordinary beads? If I didn't miss it, the beads just now should be worth about 1,500 yuan..."

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