"You brat, take 800 yuan for these items.”
Old Xie offered 800 dollars.
"It's too expensive. I'll give you 600 yuan at most.”
Zhong Yuemin returned the bid of 200 yuan.
"Kid Zhong, I'm a little at a disadvantage with this price. Why don't you add another 100 yuan?”
When Old Xie heard Zhong Yuemin's counteroffer of 600 yuan, he felt that the price was a little too cheap and wanted to add another 100 yuan.
"Five hundred and fifty dollars."
When Zhong Yuemin heard that Elder Xie wanted 700 yuan, he opened his mouth and bargained 550 yuan.
"It's fine if you don't give me more money, but why is it getting less and less?”
Old Master Xie couldn't help but ask Zhong Yuemin when he heard that the price Zhong Yuemin offered was 50 yuan less than the price he had just offered.
"Old Master Xie, you know how much these things cost you. You've earned at least 500 yuan from 600 yuan, right? Don't treat me like a wooden club even if it's 700 yuan! Besides, we're going to do business often in the future. Don't you understand the principle of a small stream flowing for a long time?”
Zhong Yuemin said to Old Master Xie.
"Come on, kid, you're so good at talking. Six hundred yuan it is.”
When Old Xie heard Zhong Yuemin's words, he agreed to his price and took his things.
"Here's 600 yuan.”
Zhong Yuemin took out 600 yuan from his bag and handed it to Old Master Xie.
"Do you think I don't trust you?"
Old Master Xie looked at the folded 600 yuan that Zhong Yuemin handed to him. He didn't even count it and put it into his pocket.
"Old Master Xie, I'll leave the things with you. I'll come and get them after I walk around.”
Zhong Yuemin placed the few pieces of porcelain he had bought on Old Xie's stall, then turned around and left his stall to stroll around the other stalls in Liulichang.
When the stall owners of Liulichang saw Zhong Yuemin, they warmly welcomed him to their stalls and introduced the items they had received to him.
"Old Masters, Big Brothers, don't talk nonsense. I'm alone. Are you trying to tear me apart?”
Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but shout as he was swayed by these people.
When these stall owners heard Zhong Yuemin's words, they all let go of their hands.
"Kid Zhong, I received a Xuande Furnace from the Ming Dynasty. You can take it for 300 yuan.”
A middle-aged man was the first to tell Zhong Yuemin about the items he had received.
"Good stuff. I'll make a reservation first and come back to take a look later.”
Zhong Yuemin replied without thinking.
"Brat Zhong, I have a Jun kiln porcelain here. Do you want it?”
An old man in his sixties called out to Zhong Yuemin.
"Yes, of course I want it. Old Master Li, keep it for me.”
When Zhong Yuemin heard that there was a piece of Jun kiln porcelain, he immediately opened his mouth to order it.
"Little Zhong, I have a painting by Art Saint Wu Daozi. Do you want it?”
A man in his forties stopped Zhong Yuemin and asked if he wanted Wu Daozi's painting.
"Everyone, as long as it's good stuff, I'll take it. Let's do it one by one, okay? I don't know how to answer all of you.”
Zhong Yuemin shouted at the crowd.
Everyone quieted down after hearing Zhong Yuemin's words.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Zhong Yuemin spoke to the stalls.
"Everyone, there's a teahouse in front. Why don't we go there and talk? Everyone, bring your things. We'll trade in the teahouse.”
Zhong Yuemin pointed at a teahouse in Liulichang and said to the crowd.
"Alright."
When everyone heard Zhong Yuemin say that he was going to the teahouse to discuss business, they all agreed. They turned around and returned to their stalls to take the treasures they had collected and walked towards the teahouse.
"Brother Zhong, you're here. Do you want a big private room or the entire teahouse?”
When the owner of the teahouse saw Zhong Yuemin, the God of Fortune, coming, he greeted him with a smile and asked if he wanted a big private room or the entire teahouse.
"Book the entire teahouse. Later, those old men will come. Everyone wants high-quality Longjing tea.”
Zhong Yuemin directly chose to book the entire teahouse like a tycoon.
"Understood."
The owner answered Zhong Yuemin with a smile when he heard that Zhong Yuemin wanted to book the entire teahouse.
Soon, the owner of the teahouse hung a sign outside the teahouse saying that it was closed.
Zhong Yuemin sat in the main hall and drank the Longjing tea that the waiter had served him.
Not long after, the stall owners brought all the items they had collected into the teahouse.
"Little Zhong, Little Zhong."
The stall owners greeted Zhong Yuemin when they saw him.
Then, these stall owners found a seat and sat down, placing their things on the table.
Zhong Yuemin looked at the things on the table. He stood up and looked at the items on the tea table.
To be honest, Zhong Yuemin didn't know anything about antiques. He was just putting on an act.
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