The old man turned around and looked around mysteriously, then pulled the backpack he was carrying across his body to his chest and fumbled around inside for three minutes. Then he carefully took out two bowls and handed them over, and asked

I'll be careful.

I took the bowl and saw that it was indeed a fake. I couldn't help but sigh: Today's scammers really don't have any professional qualities, and they can even use such things to deceive people.

"Old man, next time you try to deceive someone, you have to spend more money. There is no technical content in getting something like this. If you look at the seal underneath, you will know that it came from the same kiln and the same person." I exposed his trick with just one word. I didn't want to

I stopped playing with him because I saw the fat man coming out of the toilet in the distance. I didn't expect this fat man to solve the problem so quickly.

"What's fake? This is definitely something that those southern climbers poured out from the ancient tomb at the risk of their lives." He leaned close to my ear and said.

"Even if it's true, I don't have the money to buy it." I said something tough and wanted to get away and walk in the direction of the fat man, because we still had to rush to the fat man's shop to find the old man.

"Little brother, please don't ask me, the price is negotiable." The little old man stopped me. I got tired after just seeing it, and thought to myself: Am I going to have to rely on grandpa and me today?

"You just want to deceive me with two broken bowls? You are still young." I was really impatient. Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, the little old man waved, and two young men with strong backs walked over from the other side of the street.

, this little old man actually came hard! It was just as I expected.

The little old man pointed at me and said angrily: "Your grandson is ignorant and won't buy it if he doesn't want to buy it. He dares to say that something is fake. Even if it is fake today, you have to buy it for me."

I became angry as soon as I saw it. It turned out that this little old man was not just a liar, but a thorn in his side! He was doing hard business. But I didn’t panic at all, because I saw that the fat man had already walked over, and I knew that he was in trouble.

As long as there are fat people in Luoyang's antique market, nothing will happen to me.

Fatty's family has a great influence on Luoyang's antique market, mainly because of his grandfather. This old man is not simple. He has two shops in Luoyang's antique market. One is a legitimate antique and cultural relic business, and the other is also a legitimate antique business on the surface.
Chapter completed!