Fu Song, who threw the account book to the ground, never expected that before he could move, Wang Fugui made a move first.

Antique jewelry store.

Wang Fugui, who had touched Fu Song, walked into the store proudly.

But as soon as he sat down, his face became solemn.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" his son Wang Xiao came over and asked.

He was a little surprised that he saw everything that happened in the distance at the entrance of Fu Song’s store just now.

Logically speaking, as the winner, my father should be a big blow.

But……

Wang Fugui sighed: "That Fu Song is not simple!

I just went to check the situation and found that the price of the other store was originally randomly priced, but now it has been changed."

Wang Xiao was stunned: "It's all changed, really?"

Wang Xiao knew about this.

Half a year ago, Fu Song took over Yupanzhai.

Because he was not familiar with the pricing of the special items he acquired, he simply wrote nonsense based on his feelings.

This matter was vilified and ridiculed by the Wang family father and son for a long time, and even took the opportunity to make a lot of money.

Unexpectedly...

Wang Fugui nodded and frowned and thought: "If I guessed correctly, the other party's random price tag was definitely intentional."

"Does it meant it?" Wang Xiao was puzzled, "But why did he do this?"

"He is showing weakness to us!"

"Showing weakness? Isn't this necessary?"

Wang Fugui looked at his son helplessly: "Why are you so stupid?

When he first took over the store, many things were not going well.

In order to prevent us from making trouble, it is normal to deliberately pretend to be crazy and stupid.

It is precisely because of this that I underestimated the enemy but did not take any ruthless actions."

After saying that, Wang Fugui sighed: "Hey, now this person is full of wings, and it may be a huge difficulty to deal with it."

"That's how..." Wang Xiao said, but he was thinking: You have gone to the door of someone to mess with each other, how can you be more ruthless?

Of course, he just thought about this and didn't dare to say it.

"What should we do now?"

Wang Fugui's voice instantly became extremely fierce:

"Hmph, if you stop, you will suffer from chaos.

He must be beaten to death with one stick to Yupanzhai, and he cannot be given any chance to resist!"

After saying that, he fell into thinking. After a long time, Wang Fugui asked his son: "Do you still remember the dragon-tail inkstone I collected some time ago?"

Wang Xiao nodded: "Remember, I'll put it on the storage room on the second floor."

"You should take it out immediately and find someone to send it to Yupanzhai. It's just an antique, and the offer is...220,000!"

"Ah?" Wang Xiao was a little dumbfounded: "Dad, how much do you say you should apply for?"

"220,000, what's wrong?"

"But this inkstone was only 2,200 when it was collected. Will that kid want it?"

Wang Fugui laughed and said, "Of course he doesn't want to take it directly, but..."

He whispered in a low voice, and Wang Xiao's eyes lit up: "This... is still your old man's loss... so high!"

Yupanzhai.

Another day there was no one.

However, Fu Song no longer cared about this. He was thinking about how to deal with Wang Fugui.

He had already figured out that it would be useless even if a customer came if he didn't clean up the old man.

But how to deal with him?

Could it be that you can also learn from the other party to stroll at the antique jewelry store and wait for an opportunity to make a price?

Shaking his head, he directly gave up the idea.

It’s not that Fu Song can’t do it, but that this is too low.

But if he doesn't do this, he can't think of any other way...

Just as hesitating, a honest voice said, "Is anyone?"

Fu Song turned his head and saw a man in his thirties standing at the door.

The man had a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face was full of simplicity.

Of course, Fu Song also noticed the red soil remaining in the cracks of the other party's clothes and nails.

Fu Song walked out of the counter: "Hello."

When the man saw Fu Song, he was excited: "Are you the boss here?

I have something, I want to ask if you want it?"

Unlike ordinary stores that only sell goods, antique shops like Yupanzhai also have acquisition business.

In special circumstances, it will even be consigned for customers.

Fu Song asked: "What?"

Hearing Fu Song's words, the man did not take out the things, but ran to the door, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention, so he turned back and said, "Can you borrow a step to speak?"

Fu Song nodded understandingly: "Let's go, follow me to the second floor."

In addition to the exhibition hall where items are sold, there is also a small reception room on the second floor.

The two sat down, and the man took off a flat rusty iron box half a meter long and wide from his back.

Open the iron box and a notebook screen-sized inkstone comes into view.

This is... Dragon Tail Inkstone?

As one of the four famous inkstones, Longwei Inkstone is named after it is produced in Longwei Mountain, Wuyuan.

This inkstone has a variety of textures and a solid and dense texture. It supports it like soft skin and buckles it like gold and stone.

The most famous dragon-tail inkstone in history is the "Divine Dragon-tail inkstone" by Li Yu, the late emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

This inkstone is about one foot long, with 36 mountains engraved on it, with endless streams of water, sunset and sunset, and a vast atmosphere. It is known as the king of inkstones.

Although the dragon-tail inkstone in front of me is not as magnificent as the dragon-tail inkstone in Li Houzhu, the carved beams, painted buildings, pavilions and towers are also unique.

only……

Fu Song blinked his eyes, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Because the prompt given by his eyes is:

One Longwei Inkstone: 2,850 yuan. [Last night, it was still in the storage room of the antique jewelry store.]

Look at the man with his eyes rolling around again. If Fu Song doesn't understand what's going on, he will be too stupid.

Seeing Fu Song observing for a long time, the man finally couldn't help asking: "Boss, how about this inkstone?"

Fu Song scratched his head and said perfunctorily: "It's not bad!"

Man: "Then do you offer a price?"

Fu Song looked at the other party: "200 yuan?"

"Ahem..." The man's face turned red in an instant, "Boss, are you sending beggars?

This thing weighs twenty pounds, and it will make me tired if I carry it over."

As he said that, he suddenly lowered his voice: "And it is not an ordinary inkstone, but a... a bright weapon I dug out from the ground."

"Is that true?" Fu Song pondered for a moment, "Why would I give you a little more?"

"Okay!" The man was overjoyed in an instant, "How much do you give?"

“250!”

Puff ~

The man immediately pulled down his face, covered the iron box lid, and stood up and said, "Since the boss is not sincere, then let it go.

I went to the antique and jewelry store opposite, and a friend said that the price he gave was higher than you."

Fu Song looked at the man, then looked at Wang Fugui's shop across the road through the window, and his face suddenly filled with smiles:
To be continued...