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The shop owner knew that the first psychological trick had worked, and the old lady was already shaken, so she smiled wryly on purpose, and tapped the snuff bottle with her long fingernails, like knocking a worthless begging bowl, in a rather haughty tone:

"Do you know? The real snuff bottles from the Kangxi period sold for tens of thousands of dollars in the market, and the price depends on the appearance. Not all Kangxi official kilns can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars. This is an imitation, Even if the imitation workmanship is good, there are too many such imitations in the market now, some of these antique works in tourist souvenir shops, some are more realistic than yours, and they only cost more than 200 yuan."

"This, how is this possible! My cousin will not lie to me." The old lady was anxious.

"Your cousin won't lie to you, so I will lie to you? My Antique Hall is the oldest antique shop on this street. It's easy to be fooled. Look at these on the wall!"

The store owner pointed to a mess of certificates, pennants, and awards on the wall.

The old lady looked at the certificates and pennants. There were "Jiangqing City Tourism Bureau's Reputable Unit", "Jiangqing City Hundred Stores No Fake Products Selection Campaign Winner", and so on.

Zhang Fan knew that these things could be evaluated with money based on connections, and they were of no value at all, but it was still very useful to bluff the low-level people.

Sure enough, the old lady was stunned after seeing those colorful things, and sighed softly.

The shop owner immediately struck while the iron was hot: "It's a hot day, and it's not easy for you to come here at such an age. Or, I'll give you 200 yuan, and then I'll try my luck and see if I can sell it. What do you think?"

At this time, the shop owner decided that although the snuff bottle was a fake, the imitation technology was extremely high, and it was not much different from the genuine Qing dynasty official kiln snuff bottle.If he met a local tyrant, he might sell it for [-] yuan, so he desperately lowered the price in order to make the most profit.

"It's too little, only 200 yuan! Are you trying to lie to me because I don't know how to do it?" The snuff bottle that the old lady has always regarded as a treasure is only worth 200 yuan. She can't accept it.

The store owner deals with customers every day, and has a clear grasp of customer psychology.He understands that at this time, he must use offense as defense, and make an expression of great insult and anger to make the customer feel sorry and frustrate the customer's vigilance.

He put on a straight face, clenched his fists with both hands, and slammed his chest hard, making a "boom" sound, "The business can be closed, but you can't insult my reputation! This old lady, I have opened this ancient fun hall for 30 years. You have a great reputation on this street! Ask all the antique shops, which one said that I have cheated customers? I am based on reputation and do business with integrity. To take care of you, I only pay you 50 yuan, if other antique shops, this kind of porcelain bottle will give you [-] yuan at most!"

Sure enough, the old lady was affected, and began to hesitate, fiddling with the snuff bottle in her hand, with a sad expression on her face, and finally said with some doubts: "Give me another hundred, three hundred yuan, how about it?"

"Old sister, you are too good at bargaining!" The store owner showed a very helpless expression, sighed in pain, and said, "Two hundred and two"

"Two hundred and eight," the old lady's withered eyes revealed a trace of sorrow, and her voice was a bit wrong, "If my wife hadn't suffered a stroke and was hospitalized this morning, and the hospital required us to pay a hospital deposit, I wouldn't be willing to sell it. I still sold it secretly behind my wife's back, if he knows."

Zhang Fan could tell that the old lady wasn't lying at all, she was really in trouble and had to take out the snuff bottle for money.

Zhang Fan felt sad for a while: It is really pitiful for people to meet a dead end in their twilight years!

But the shop owner was unmoved at all, with a hard heart, put on an expression of "I have lost a lot today", and said: "Old sister, it's useless for you to say these things. In business, I don't show affection here." Cards, no one does business at a loss. Well, I’ll give you another twenty, two hundred and four more! I don’t want any more money.”

Seeing that she got 40 yuan more after all, the old lady agreed to make a deal.

Zhang Fan stared at the snuff bottle, and suddenly had a surprise discovery, and couldn't help frowning. Although his spiritual eyes could not see through bricks, stones and ceramics, he saw circles of mysterious ancient souls faintly protruding from the snuff bottle. gas!

That's right, it's ancient soul energy!

It looks like fog but not fog, like smoke but not smoke, it is vaguely visible, but it still holds the pipa half-hidden!It is entirely one kind of spirit, one kind of soul.

This is the change of yin and yang in the world for thousands of years, and the essence of heaven and earth is condensed on antiques.

That day, when the Xuan Dao medical genealogy was found in the infirmary, the same ancient soul energy appeared in the book.

It seems that this ancient soul spirit is definitely unique to antiques.

If this snuff bottle is really a fake as the shop owner said, it is impossible for it to produce ancient soul energy.

The snuff bottle is an antique!

Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help beating wildly!

Seeing that the poor old lady was about to be fooled, Zhang Fan was anxious and wanted to remind the old lady, but there was nothing he could do.

He can't go forward and point out that there is an ancient soul in the snuff bottle, can he?

Who would believe his nonsense.

Besides, it was too late. At this time, the old lady had already received 240 yuan from the owner of the store, and she tapped her fingers twice carefully before she put the money in her underwear and walked out of the store trembling slightly. Door.

But the store owner was distressed for paying 40 yuan more for himself, and cursed at the old lady's back: "You are a traitor, you are too good at bargaining!"

Cursing and scolding, the pride in the store owner's heart is still written on his face, holding a snuff bottle in his hand, smiling and admiring: This fake is still valuable for collection, and its appearance is excellent, there is no flaw in the whole body, it is definitely in the imitation world Master's masterpiece.One day, if you meet someone who doesn't know how to do it, you can't say that you can sell it for tens of thousands of yuan as a genuine product.

The shop owner watched for a while, when some customers came in one after another, he put the snuff bottles on the display rack, smiled and responded to the customers.

Zhang Fan walked around the store pretendingly, and then slowly walked up to the snuff bottle and watched it carefully.

And Zhang Fan's actions have been secretly watched by the shop owner. He thought to himself: This young man has been standing next to the old lady and watched silently. buy it!