I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Especially the stalls in the open space, eating does not affect their business.

Several stall owners have a box of lunch, and they are doing business while eating.

Chapter 7 Focus on the test!

"Sheet Jade! Authentic Hetian Sheep Jade, only 88!"

On the first stall, there was a pile of jade stones.

The stall owner is a middle-aged eldest sister, who is currently picking up lunch boxes, and will shout a word or two when a pedestrian passes by.

Seeing Zhang Mengyao staring at the pile of jade, Lin Xian asked curiously, "What? Do you like jade very much?"

"No, I just want to see what the 88 yuan suet jade looks like!" Zhang Mengyao covered her mouth and snickered.

Hundreds of stalls sell a wide variety of items, making it difficult for people to pick up.

From stamps to Shang bronzes, from comic strips to blue and white porcelain, everything.

"what!"

While strolling around, Zhang Mengyao stopped and let out a light yawn.

Lin Xian followed her gaze and saw that what attracted her attention was a small pendant.

The cone-shaped body is crystal clear, with a leaf inside, like amber.

At the top, inlaid with openworked silver metal.

It's a chic thing, and it's great as a pendant or as a decoration on a keychain.

Zhang Mengyao squatted down, looked at it carefully, and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this pendant?"

The boss is a middle-aged man. After looking at the two of them, he quoted: "180,000!"

Well, it fits the style of the antique market.

Zhang Mengyao put down the pendant, stood up without saying a word, turned around and left.

Excuse me, farewell!

180,000, keep it for yourself and sell it slowly!

Seeing that the two were going to leave, the boss was in a hurry, and quickly advised: "Don't leave, you can negotiate slowly if you are not satisfied with the price!"

Zhang Mengyao stopped, no nonsense, and straight to the point: "Five yuan, sell it or not!"

"Five dollars?"

The boss pouted, picked up the pendant, and shouted, "Little girl, this is the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty..."

God tm Yuan Dynasty royal family

Zhang Mengyao didn't wait for him to finish, but directly interrupted: "Up to 10 yuan, you can say if you can sell it?"

Seeing that he couldn't bluff them, the boss immediately changed his rhetoric, "Do you know what this is? Natural amber! Thousand-year amber, ten-thousand-year-old beeswax, have you heard of it? For ten dollars, you can't even buy the silver on it!"

"Then how much did you say?"

Zhang Mengyao was very happy, she took Lin Xian's arm and asked

The boss waved his hand and looked very generous, "Seeing that you like it so much, I don't ask you to ask for more, just give 8888 to make up a lucky number."

"It's only ten yuan, you can get it if you don't sell it."

"Little girl, how can you haggle like this?"

"Are you saying that you sell it or not?"

In the end, after some bargaining, Zhang Mengyao bought this pendant for 20 yuan.

After taking out a napkin and wiping it carefully, she put the pendant in front of Lin Xian and asked expectantly, "Is Lin Xian good-looking?"

"pretty good!"

Lin Xian nodded and smiled.

Although the boss is bluffing, the gel-transparent texture of this pendant is indeed very similar to amber, with a light brown color.

Especially the dusty little leaves inside, the texture is clearly visible, just like the real thing.

And the boss didn't lie about one thing, the metal decoration on one end of this pendant is indeed silver.

20 bucks, no loss at all.

Next, the two discovered a lot of interesting things.

It's just that these stall owners are all the same.

Hearing this price, the two suddenly lost the desire to buy.

evening.

The antique trading market began to close, and Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao were also tired of shopping.

Holding her little hand, Lin Xian smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Mengyao nodded obediently.

The two only ate a duck blood vermicelli soup at noon, and they didn't care about being full.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Let's go and eat."

After waiting for a taxi, the two came to the Shangri-La Hotel and opened a super room.

After the deluxe suite, ordered a french meal.

in the room.

After drinking up the champagne in the glass, Zhang Mengyao looked satisfied.

Rubbing her stomach, she said worriedly, "I feel like I'm going to gain weight again!"

"It's not good to be too thin." Lin Xian comforted.

Don't look at her often shouting like this, but in fact she is not fat at all, or the meat grows where it should grow.