Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

Most of the people who come to this antique street to search for treasures are not professionals. Some people have never even come into contact with the antique industry before. They heard it from hearsay or read some information in any random book, as if they came here to pick up the leaks.

But this year is a peaceful and prosperous age, and there are countless people who collect antiques, just like the crucian carp crossing the river. It is not easy to pick up leaks at any street stall. But this person is always greedy, and countless scammers just catch people's psychology and cheat.

Not to mention the antique business.

Qiao Yi'an thinks thoroughly, and others may not think so clearly. The buyer squatting on the ground obviously heard that it was Chenghua Doucai, and suddenly his head became hot, and he slapped it with a big hand. He spent 60,000 yuan to buy this fake, and put it carefully in his pocket after buying it. Afraid of bumping into each other, Qiao Yi'an frowned slightly as he watched the back of the other party leaving tremblingly.

Seeing the stall owner happily reading the text messages on his mobile phone, Qiao Yian glanced at the black and inconspicuous agarwood pen holder on the ground, squatted down, and when she looked up again, her face had become serious. The voice pretended to be ignorant and complained, so as to relax the vigilance of the other party, and said: "Boss, are you a little too much... You told me in the morning that these two things were sold to me for 18,000 yuan, why did you sell them in a blink of an eye? Just resold the little porcelain cup I was optimistic about before and sold it to someone else?"

The stall owner glanced up at Qiao Yi'an, and said with a smile: "You didn't pay a deposit to order two things this morning, and you didn't say you would definitely come back to buy them. Of course, I can't wait for you."

He also remembers this little girl who bargained with him before.

After all, the other party spent so much effort to bargain with me this morning, it's hard not to remember.

"But... Didn't I bring so much money? So I just went home and got the money, so didn't I come here in a hurry?" Qiao Yi'an spoke nonsense in a serious manner, she didn't want to let The other party knew that he just took something casually in the morning market and sold it for a big price. If this kind of thing is known to the middle-aged man in front of him, I'm afraid he won't sell things to her again.

"When you buy something, you have to buy it as soon as you like it... No, once the item is sold, it will be gone." The stall owner said to Qiao Yi'an with a face of coming, "Then when you buy something in the future, just buy it." Bring more money with you, and you won’t encounter this kind of thing again.”

"Hey, that's the only way to go. I will definitely pay attention in the future, and I will never let this kind of thing happen again." Qiao Yi'an sighed and complained: "Boss, how do you sell the remaining wooden pen holder?"

"Twelve thousand, take it if you want." The middle-aged stall owner said with a smile.

"Twelve thousand? Two items are only 18 thousand. You sold that thing for 60 thousand just now, but you still sell this single wooden pen holder for 12 thousand?" Qiao Yi'an's eyes widened, as if he wanted to talk to the middle-aged again. When the stall owner started to chop, she didn't want the other party to realize that she was rich and raise the price again in a blink of an eye.

"Little girl, I also see that you are the one who came to buy things today. Otherwise, I won't sell this wooden pen holder for more than this price." The middle-aged stall owner made a deal, so he was naturally in a good mood, but For the person who was eager to open the business and wanted to make some money, his mood also faded a little, and he looked like you would like to buy it or not.

Seeing that there was no room for manoeuvre, Qiao Yi'an also just borrowed the slope to get off the stage, pretending to be very conflicted, took out money from the white cloth bag, and bought things.

After putting the agarwood pen holder in the white cloth belt, she was completely relieved.