Unparalleled Immortal Physician

The shop owner adjusted his expression secretly, walked over slowly, with a smile on his face like a bunch of flowers, and the words that came out of his mouth were really sweet: "This classmate, I can see that you are different at a glance."

"Huh? Why is it different?"

"It's different from ordinary young people. Looking at antique calligraphy and painting? It's really rare, such a good taste at a young age! It's rare, rare."

In terms of guessing people's psychology, the shop owner is "a great master who has been trained for a long time, and an expert who has been trained for a long time". As a profiteer, it doesn't matter whether the goods are good or not, the key is to have a good mouth to control the other party's psychology.

The young man in front of him looked like he had just graduated from school, and he didn't have a lot of social experience. Maybe the sugar-coated bombardment hit him unconscious and took out his wallet.

How can Zhang Fan not understand the insidiousness of the shop owner, since you are actively courting death, then I will follow suit.

A smug look appeared on Zhang Fan's face, expressing that he was very appreciative of these compliments: "I'm sorry. I just like to cultivate my sentiments."

"You are so knowledgeable! Appreciating antiques can really cultivate your sentiments." The shop owner nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Fan pretended to be very familiar with the antique business and asked: "Sir, this snuff bottle is in good condition, I like it a little bit. Excuse me, what is the asking price?"

The shop owner sighed in amazement: "Student, you are very knowledgeable in antiques, and you can see the value of this snuff bottle at a glance. Let me tell you, this is a fine product of the Kangxi official kiln. To be more conservative, At least during the Tongzhi period"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, "Sir, since you said that, I'd better go shopping elsewhere."

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked straight to the door.

The shop owner knew in his heart that the snuff bottle he bought for 240 yuan was understood by the other party who had just stood by and watched it. Therefore, the possibility of ruthlessly killing the other party basically disappeared.

It can only be regarded as a high-quality modern snuff bottle and sold at a higher price.

Thinking of this, he walked over quickly, stood in front of Zhang Fan, bent down and asked with a smile: "Student, don't rush away, it's easy to discuss, easy to discuss."

"What are you discussing? You pretend to be the real thing, there is no discussion."

"Let me tell you sincerely that although this snuff bottle is an imitation, its craftsmanship is top-notch and it is rare. I think you must be a hidden collector with your clothes and temperament. In order to share with you Make a friend, I will reluctantly part with this pot."

"Hehe, are you still in pain? Still giving up? Boss, I can't bear it!"

"Sir, let's do it this way. If you leak a finger, at least you will be rewarded with 3000 yuan."

Ma Tei, what a black heart!Zhang Fan couldn't help cursing secretly.

Spend 240 yuan to cheat things from the poor old lady, and in the blink of an eye, the price has been doubled by more than ten times!

I heard that the profit of drug trafficking is only ten times, and the mud horse reselling cultural relics is even more profitable than drug trafficking!

There was contempt in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he said, "Boss, you still say you want to make friends? 3000 yuan, a snuff bottle, is this the attitude of making friends?"

"Sir, hee hee, the old saying is good, ask for the price, pay back the money on the spot. Please make a price, sir!"

"Four hundred and eight." Zhang Fan doubled the purchase price of two hundred and four.

When the store owner heard this, he looked like he was mourning for his concubine, and made an extremely painful expression: "Student, I have never seen someone who can bargain like you! I really admire you from the bottom of my heart! But, think about it from my point of view. , How much does it cost me to open for a day? Water, electricity, rent, taxes, management fees, and a large group of employees. If I don’t increase the price, I will lose even my pants.”

The boss really didn't blush when he lied: there was only one person inside and outside the store, so where did the "large group of employees" come from?

However, Zhang Fan felt that it was time to give in, and said, "I'll add more, six hundred!"

"Student, take a look, your clothes are worth at least eight thousand dollars. It can be seen that you have a solid family background. How can you give me, a small shopkeeper, a bite of leftovers? Two thousand five thousand, how about it?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, showing some impatience, and said, "I'll give you one thousand, which is already very high. Actually, I'm not an antique collector, and I'm not interested in antiques. It's just that my home has just been renovated, and there is a The antique shelves are placed in the living room, so at least a few fakes have to be put on display."

The boss didn't believe all of Zhang Fan's words, but he also believed half of them. He knew that Zhang Fan was not willing to pay a high price, so he said, "Okay, classmate, since you have talked about this, I will also offer a sincere price." My son, you can add another five hundred, and the deal will be one thousand and five!"

Zhang Fan hesitated for a while, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, I admit it! Boss, I have learned a lot! In 10 minutes, you go in with your left hand and out with your right hand, and you made a thousand and three!"

The owner of the shop was already elated, and he pursed his lips tightly, restraining himself from laughing out loud. He hurriedly held the snuff bottle in his hands, took it to the counter, and asked, "Sir, do you want to pack it? Extra ten yuan for exquisite packaging."

"No."

As Zhang Fan said, he took out his wallet and looked at it.The money Han Hua brought was all in Zhang Fan's wallet, and after shopping for clothes just now, there was less than [-] left.

Zhang Fan then took out fifteen cards and handed them to the boss, and the two parties settled the bill.

The shop owner picked up the money and said, "Student, we will be friends from now on. When you want to buy antiques, don't forget to come to me. I promise to give you the lowest price in the city."

"No problem!" Zhang Fan replied with a smile, but he was scolding in his heart: You idiot!

Zhang Fan picked up the snuff bottle and was about to leave when a person came up beside him and stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Fan asked.

A tall man in his 50s stood in front of him, looking at the snuff bottle in Zhang Fan's hand with surprised eyes.

"Well——" the big man bowed forward, his eyes were glued to the snuff bottle as if attracted by a magnet, and he sighed as if he had discovered a new world: "Kangxi official kiln snuff bottle!"

Zhang Fan looked at the big man and then at the snuff bottle in his hand, but didn't express anything.

"Little brother," the big man raised his wide-rimmed glasses and said with a polite smile, "may I appreciate it?"

"No problem." After taking the Yiqi Pill, Zhang Fan has extraordinary strength and is confident enough to face anyone, so he is not afraid of someone snatching the snuff bottle, so he handed it over.