Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

He looked at Yang Xiaobao, wondering what Yang Xiaobao was going to do.

"You said it yourself, so do whatever I tell you to do." Yang Xiaobao smiled, "You don't know how to speak, don't you?"

Feng Dehui made a bet with Yang Xiaobao in front of so many people, even if he wanted to deny it, he couldn't do it.

"Then I'll pick something for Mr. Luo to play with, how about it?"

"This... this, this is not good." Feng Dehui immediately panicked and said.

"Hmph, Feng Dehui, don't you want to open a shop here? A dishonest and fraudulent person like you will definitely deceive customers in the future."

Hearing Mr. Luo's words, Feng Dehui obviously panicked.

He quickly said: "Old man, I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't accept the punishment, so don't let me close the door."

"Then do as Xiaobao says."

"Well, that's fine."

Yang Xiaobao looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Feng Dehui's eyes followed Yang Xiaobao's gaze, and his whole body trembled.

Everyone was also curious, wanting to see what kind of treasure Yang Xiaobao could pick for Mr. Luo.

In fact, everyone understands that what is displayed outside is basically not a good thing, and even if it is not fake, it cannot be sold at a high price.

Good thing, the boss will not reveal it to ordinary customers.

But Feng Dehui was also afraid.

Yang Xiaobao looked at it, suddenly his eyes lit up, he pointed to a censer and said: "Mr. Luo, I remember that your house lacks a censer. I think this censer is pretty good. You can use it to burn incense."

Feng Dehui saw Yang Xiaobao pointing to a censer and asked Mr. Luo to ask for this, he immediately beamed with joy.

He bought this thing at a street stall and spent several hundred dollars at that time.

Because it didn't look like anything valuable, he put it in a corner and quickly forgot about it.

"Xiaobao, do you want me to have an incense burner?"

Everyone was a little disappointed when they saw Feng Dehui's happy face.

They thought that Yang Xiaobao must have danced a worthless fake.

Mr. Luo thought so too, so he asked Yang Xiaobao emphatically.

But Yang Xiaobao nodded confidently, and said: "Old man, every time I go to your house, I always feel that something is missing. Now that I think about it, it should be a lack of an incense burner. Just right, I can get one here today."

Although Mr. Luo was still a little suspicious, he still nodded after hearing what Yang Xiaobao said.

"Okay then, since that's the case, then I'll listen to you and take this incense burner."

Feng Dehui immediately said: "This, don't change it?"

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Of course I won't change it, this is what I want."

"Okay, then I'll wrap it up for you!"

Feng Dehui said excitedly.

Seeing Feng Dehui's happy expression, the onlookers shook their heads in disappointment.

It seems that the young man's morality is still shallow, and he actually picked such a worthless thing.

Otherwise, why would the boss be so happy?

But before Feng Dehui picked it up and was about to put it in a box, Mr. Liu who was beside him hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, can you let me have a look?"

"Old Liu, here you are."

Liu Lao took the bronze incense burner and looked at it carefully.

His face was serious, and he didn't speak for a long time.

After reading it, he exclaimed: "Good thing, good thing, this is an incense burner with a history of more than 1000 years."

Hearing Liu Lao's words, everyone froze there and let out an unbelievable exclamation.

That Feng Dehui almost jumped up when he heard Liu Lao's words.

"Old Liu, you, what you said is true? This is really a thousand-year-old incense burner."

"Of course, if you look at the patterns carved on it, it must be thousands of years old." Liu Lao said, "It's just that we don't often see it."

Mr. Liu is authoritative, and what he says must have credibility.

Feng Dehui's face became extremely pale.

"This, this thing, if you want to sell it now, how much is it worth?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "Well, it's hard to say, it's hard to say. But since you've been selected, you can wrap it up."

The more he doesn't talk about the price, the more Feng Dehui will think that this thing is priceless.

Feng Dehui looked as if a piece of flesh had been cut from his body, his painful face was distorted.

But just now he has said that he wants to give this thing to me, Mr. Liu.

"Feng Dehui, tell me the truth, how much did you pay for this incense burner?" Mr. Luo asked.

Feng Dehui didn't dare to hide anything, so he had to tell the truth.

Mr. Luo smiled and said to Feng Dehui: "Although I want to teach you a lesson, I can't let you suffer. How about this, I bought this thing for 1 yuan."

As he spoke, Mr. Luo took out his bank card.

Originally, Yang Xiaobao thought he would spend money to buy it for Mr. Luo, but 1 yuan is not much, and this incense burner is at least a hundred times more valuable than 1 yuan, so he watched Mr. Luo pay for it.

Although Feng Dehui bought such a valuable item, overall, he did not lose money.

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for his poor knowledge of antiques, and you can't blame others.

Those onlookers all looked enviously at Mr. Luo taking over the wooden box containing the incense burner, and praised Yang Xiaobao.

"Old Liu, let's go." Mr. Luo said happily.

He is in a very happy mood now, after all, he has got a baby.

Elder Liu nodded, and walked out of the shop with Mr. Luo.

"Xiaobao, right?" Old Liu said with a smile, "I didn't expect your eyesight to be so sharp, I really admire you."

Yang Xiaobao quickly waved his hands and said: "Old Liu, you are slapping me in the face when you say that. I am not as good as you."

Mr. Liu shook his head and said, "Don't say that. I also secretly looked at it, but unfortunately I didn't see anything good. My eyesight is not as good as yours."

Hearing what Mr. Liu said, Mr. Luo looked at Yang Xiaobao with admiration.

At such a young age, he has such an understanding and vision for antiques, what will happen in the future?

In fact, Elder Liu thinks the same about Yang Xiaobao.

He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Yang Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao, this is my business card, I will contact you more in the future." Liu Lao said.

Mr. Luo chuckled, and said to Yang Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, Mr. Liu rarely gives others business cards on his own initiative. This is the first time I have met him."

Hearing Mr. Luo's words, Yang Xiaobao quickly took the business card with both hands.

"Old Liu, I'll send my phone number to your phone later." Yang Xiaobao said.

"Okay, okay, then I'll take my leave first."

After Mr. Liu left in the car, Yang Xiaobao drove the car to send Mr. Luo home.

"This Feng Dehui probably wants to jump off a building today." Yang Xiaobao said to Mr. Luo with a smile on the road.

"Hmph, he can only blame himself. He has a bad mind and no knowledge in this area. Let's teach him a little lesson today."