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Yang Zimei deliberately pretended to be poisoned by his hallucinogenic drugs, and asked, "how much does that cost?"

"Little girl, how much money do you have

The stall owner thought she was hit, and he wanted to take out all the money in her pocket.

He has set up a stall here for many years. He can see all kinds of people coming and going every day. He can see the rich and those who pretend to be rich.

Yang Zimei looks like an ordinary casual dress, but the material and the tailoring are all tailor-made, especially her skin is white and tender, and her eyes are clear. She has not been confused by various objects on the stall. If she had not been pampered in a rich family, she would never have such a bearing.

Therefore, he also thought that she was an unjust big head who could be killed.

"Well, not much. There should be more than 100000 in the card." Yang Zimei also intentionally a face of ignorance, naive and honest manner to answer.

heard that she had tens of thousands of people, and the eyes of the stall owners were shining brightly. "Little girl, this is Yang's perfume bottle. It's a rare antique. If you get an antique auction to auction, you can definitely make a big shot. If you look so handsome, I will suffer a little. If I want to sell it to you, I will start with one hundred thousand, so that I will not miss the village. It's a shop. "

"Mm-hmm, good heart, oh, if I change hands again, isn't it a big deal?" Yang Zimei teased.

"Yes, it's a matter of making hundreds of thousands of dollars once you change hands. I'm only willing to let you pick up such a good thing." When the stall owner saw that Yang Zimei seemed to be cheated, he was happy. As long as he sold the wholesale price of ten yuan, he would not have to do business this month.

"I really want to buy it, but --"

Yang Zimei blinked, "why do you let me make money? Wouldn't it be better if you took it to the auction house yourself

Seeing that Yang Zimei didn't seem to be stupid enough, the owner of the stall pretended to sigh bitterly, "I also want to take it to the auction house directly. However, you can see that we are just lower class people who set up stalls. We won't let us in at such high-level occasions as the auction. Only girls and people of noble status can enter I can only suffer a little loss and let the girl make this big profit. "

"So it is."

Yang Zimei pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and caught a glimpse of the objects on his stall, which were glittering with ancient objects, and there were two more.

One of them is a bronze Buddha with a rough appearance, and the other is a scroll painting.

Her heart secretly pleased, and then pretended to be helpless to the stall owner, "uncle, I also want to make this money, but I only have 300 yuan in cash. Although there is some money on the card, it was frozen by my mother the day before yesterday and can not be used. I can't afford to buy Yang's perfume bottles. Otherwise, I'll pick two replicas and go back to play. "

On hearing this, the owner changed his smiling face to his chopping board face, and said, "really, if you don't have money, I'll waste my breath and expression."

"I'm sorry, uncle. Let me have a look at this painting."

Yang Zimei pointed to the old scroll painting.

"My painting is also from an ancient painting. I can't look at it first. I have to pay first. It's a buy it now price of 300 yuan." The main road.

It's true that no business without fraud, no business without fraud!

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