"Well, it's fate that we meet. You can have a look if you want!"
Fatty Wang said and sent the peach sword to the old man in the Tang suit.
"Good stuff, this is really good stuff!"
The old man picked up the peach sword with a surprised face. He looked like an old bachelor who had never seen a woman in his life and suddenly saw a naked beauty.
Qin Haodong secretly praised him. It was true that there were masters in every field. This old man was definitely the best in the donkey leading industry. Why did he do this with such good acting skills? If he went to act, he would have taken the little golden man home.
Of course, the old man didn't know that Qin Haodong had seen through his trick and continued his performance. "Boss, this is a good thing for guarding the house from evil. I can see that it's an old thing. Tell me how much it is. I want it."
Fatty Wang said with embarrassment, "Brother, you're late. This little brother has already taken a fancy to this sword."
"Hasn't he paid yet? It's not late if he hasn't paid yet. "The old man said aggressively," Tell me, how much does he pay? I'll add one thousand. "
Fatty Wang glanced at Qin Haodong and said, "I'll bid 30,000 for this little brother."
The old man said, "Such a good thing is only 30,000 yuan. It's not expensive at all. I'll pay 31000."
Niuer was unhappy next to him. He stared at him and said, "Fatty Wang, although you are a businessman, you can't be greedy for money. According to the rules, there should be a first come, first served rule. This little brother saw it first. You can't sell it to others."
"Well!" Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and said to the old man, "Well, although you pay 1,000 yuan more, I still can't sell it to you. After all, it's the little brother who saw it first."
Qin Haodong didn't speak all the time. He just looked at them with a smile. He was not in a hurry to leave now. He wanted to see how these people could act.
Fatty Wang and others were obviously veterans in the industry. They had done this kind of thing many times. Although Qin Haodong didn't say anything, they didn't panic or discouraged at all.
The old man continued, "Boss, you're wrong. The highest bidder gets it first. How about I give you another 1000,32000 yuan to sell it to me?"
After their noise, more and more people came to the shop to watch. At this time, another old Taoist came in.
The old Taoist was not young. His hair and beard were all white, but his face was very ruddy. He looked like a sage.
When he saw the peach sword, his eyes suddenly lit up. He walked quickly to the counter and grabbed the peach sword.
Fatty Wang immediately cried, "Old Taoist, old Taoist, old Taoist, old Taoist, old, old Taoist, old Taoist, I finally found it.
However, the old Daoist did not care at all. He grabbed the peach wood sword with an excited expression and tears in his eyes. "The ancestors of the Celestial Master Sect have finally found it."
"Old Taoist, this Taoist, old Taoist, old Taoist, you," he he he said. "Taoist, this. this is.
The old Taoist priest put the peach wood sword back on the counter and said excitedly, "Boss, I'm the 87th generation successor of the Tian Shi Sect. This sword is the peach wood sword that ancestor Zhang Daoling used to subdue demons. Unfortunately, it was lost for many years. Now I finally found it.
Tao. How much are you pay for this. I must buy it back to the Celestial Master Sect for the disciples to admire. "
The old man immediately said discontentedly, "Old Taoist, everything is first come, first served. I came here first. You can't rob me."
The old Taoist said solemnly, "But this is the treasure of our Taoist Sect. I must buy it."
Niuer immediately cried, "Don't rob me. My little brother saw this peach sword first. You all stand back."
"No, I must buy this sword. I can pay more."
"This is the treasure of our Taoist Sect. I must buy it back, no matter how much it costs …"
Both the old man and the old Taoist showed an expression that they would not give up until they reached their goal.
Finally, Fatty Wang said with a helpless expression, "Since everyone has seen this sword, it means that we are all predestined people.
"Well, you three bid to buy it. After all, I am also a businessman. Whoever pays the highest price will get the sword. "But the little brother came here first. If I sell it to the little brother at the same price, do you have any objection?"
"I have no objection. Anyway, I must buy this treasure today."
The old man took the lead.
"I have no objection either. If I don't bring this sword back to the Taoist Sect, I will be sorry to the ancestors of the sect."
The old Taoist also spoke righteously and passionately.
Seeing that these people were so engrossed in the performance, Qin Haodong felt that if he didn't cooperate with them, he would be sorry for their enthusiasm, so he said, "Well, I have no objection."
Fatty Wang's eyes flashed with complacency. He thought to himself, "Boy, you are pretending to be calm. Finally, you still fall into my trap."
He said, "Now, the base price is 30,000 yuan. Whoever pays the highest price will take it away."
"I pay 32000 yuan …" The old man was the first to shout.
"I pay 33000 yuan …" The old Taoist did not show weakness.
"35000 yuan …"
"38000 yuan …"
The old Taoist and the old man shouted higher and higher prices, but Qin Haodong just watched quietly and did not participate in the bidding.
The old Taoist and the old man were waiting for Qin Haodong to shout out the price, and then they would withdraw together. At that time, Qin Haodong would have to buy it. Unexpectedly, they acted so well, but the young man never bid, which made them unable to stop and could only keep raising the price.
In the blink of an eye, the price had reached 50,000 yuan, but Qin Haodong still watched quietly and did not intend to participate in the bidding. This made Fatty Wang's eyes flashed a little anxiously, and he gave Niuer next to him a look.
Niuer immediately understood and said to Qin Haodong, "Little brother, it's almost time. You didn't listen to me just now, or you would have bought it for 30,000 yuan. Now you can't miss the opportunity, or it will be too late to regret."
"Well, if you don't listen to others, then I will bid once."
Qin Haodong said with a smile, "I pay 100,000 yuan."
As soon as he said that, all the people present were surprised, but Fatty Wang's face flashed with unconcealable joy. He didn't expect that he could kill a big fat sheep with a broken sword today.
Some experienced guests had already seen that there was something fishy about it. They couldn't help shaking their heads secretly, thinking that the young man was so gullible that he lost 100,000 yuan in this way.
Niuer was also very happy and felt that the play should end now. He said, "I tell you two, if you know what's good for you, quit quickly. You can't compete with the little brother."
It seemed that he was helping Qin Haodong to speak, but in fact, it was a signal that their gang had made an appointment in advance. As long as Niuer said so, the old man and the old Taoist should quit. At that time, Fatty Wang would sell the sword to Qin Haodong, even if he didn't want to buy it.
Up to now, everything was perfect, but no one thought that the old man and the old Taoist seemed to be into the play and had no intention of quitting at all.
The old man cried, "In your dreams. This kind of good treasure must be bought home as a family treasure. I pay 110,000 yuan."
"This is the treasure of our Celestial Master Sect. It must not be bought by outsiders. I pay 120,000 yuan."
While speaking, a crazy look flashed in the old Taoist's eyes.
Fatty Wang was so angry that he gritted his teeth secretly. He thought to himself, "These two idiots, what if the price is too high and the fat sheep is scared away?"
Fortunately, Qin Haodong didn't let him down for too long. He cried again, "I pay 200,000 yuan."
There was an uproar among the onlookers. Was this young man a fool? He didn't buy it when it was 30,000 yuan, but now he bid 200,000 yuan. Was this the legendary foolishness?
Niuer was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He quickly winked at the old Taoist and the old man and asked them to stop.
Fatty Wang cried eagerly, "This little brother bids 200,000 yuan, then this sword …"
But before he finished speaking, the old Taoist shouted, "I pay 300,000 yuan. This belongs to our Celestial Master Sect. It must be taken back."
After he shouted this, Fatty Wang and Niuer immediately had an impulse to rush up and beat him to death. It was 200,000 yuan, but he still raised it to 300,000 yuan at once. Was he crazy?
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will quit. The thing is yours."
After he finished speaking, the bodies of the old Taoist and the old man shook slightly and they woke up from the Mind-manipulating.
Qin Haodong did not erase their memories, so the two of them remembered what had just happened clearly.
Fatty Wang didn't know this. He was so angry that he was trembling. The two idiots had directly ruined such a good business.
Now not only the money was gone, but the problem was how to continue the show. The fat sheep had officially announced that it would not buy it. The peach sword was going to be sold to the old Taoist, but how could he have so much money?
But if they didn't pay, their show would be exposed, and the whole antique industry would know that they were leading a donkey to cheat people.
Qin Haodong smiled at the old man and said, "Sir, do you still want it? If you want it, hurry to increase the price. It's a pity to lose such a good treasure. "
The old man quickly shook his head like a rattle drum. "No, I don't want it!"
It was a joke. The price had reached 300,000 yuan. How could he dare to continue to bid?
The old Taoist was completely dumbfounded. He just had an impulse to think that he was the successor of the Taoist Sect. He must buy the sword back, so he kept increasing the price.
Now that the impulse had passed, where could he get 300,000 yuan?
Qin Haodong said to him with a smile, "Taoist, this is the treasure of your Taoist Sect. Hurry up to pay and take it back."
"I … This …" The old Taoist suddenly couldn't speak. He didn't even have 300 yuan in his pocket, let alone 300,000 yuan.
Qin Haodong's face darkened. "Taoist, are you teasing us because you have no money?"
Some busybodies in the crowd also shouted, "Pay, pay quickly!"
The old Taoist said with embarrassment, "Well … I'm sorry, I came out in a hurry and forgot to bring money. I'll buy it tomorrow."
After that, he turned his head and was about to walk out of the store, but was pulled back by Qin Haodong, and then slapped in the face.
"Stinky old Taoist, you ruined the boss's business. I must teach you a lesson today."
After that, he slapped the old Taoist's face. After a few slaps, even his beard and eyebrows were all knocked off. Everyone saw clearly that the old Taoist was fake. It seemed that he was about 30 years old.
Fatty Wang, Niuer and others were stunned. They never dreamed of such a scene. Seeing their companions being beaten, they didn't know whether to help or not.
In such a short time, Qin Haodong had slapped the fake old Taoist more than a dozen times. It was very refreshing.
He stood up, turned to Fatty Wang and said, "Boss, this guy pretended to be an old Taoist and disturbed your business. Do you want to beat him?"
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