Rebirth of the tea art man

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The cold wind blew, and the three of them looked at him with dull expressions, and the atmosphere was awkward.

"You, how much did you say?"

"280?"

The corner of Lin Cheng's mouth twitched, he really wanted to spray him to death with a mouthful of salt soda.

Why don't you put the stall at the door of the bank and just rob the bank!

"Hey, good things are always a bit expensive!"

"Of course, if you sincerely want it, I can still make it cheaper."

The uncle's calm attitude and amiable face once caused Lin Cheng to have an illusion - did he misunderstand him?

"Then cut yourself a knife!"

"Cheaper, buy it now!"

Asking prices all over the sky, repaying the money on the spot.

Lin Cheng understood this truth, so he decided to give him another chance.

"Buy it now, buy it now!"

The uncle rolled up his sleeves, as if a qigong master was about to use his energy to perform his exercises.

His face full of vicissitudes, dark and dark, looks like a simple and kind old farmer.

Holding back his energy, he roared—"Twenty-eight thousand!"

"Forget it, let's go!"

Song Yi shook his head, no longer interested.

The asking price is 280 million, and after bargaining, it will cost 2. This is clearly robbery!

Just a stall at a temple fair, all bits and pieces, all small things.

You sell [-]?

The most expensive jewelry store in Beiyang can't sell such outrageous prices!

"so expensive!"

"If it's cheaper, I'll buy one."

Yan Qin frowned slightly, with a slightly hesitant expression, as if he was really thinking about buying it.

"Let me come!"

Lin Cheng rolled up his sleeves, braving the cold wind, and switched on the fighting mode.

The uncle who set up the stall had serious eyes for an instant, and raised a little vigilance.

"What are you selling for twenty-eight thousand?"

Lin Cheng picked up the bracelet just now, it was obviously the cheapest Xiuyan jade.Under natural light, you can see a lot of black spots and cracks,

Twenty-eight thousand?

Two hundred and eighty is not worth it!

"This is a good thing! Suet white jade, the same style as the Olympic Games."

"If my family hadn't come down, and my wife ran away with the child, I wouldn't have taken out the family heirloom and sold it!"

The uncle was talking, with a crying tone, and took out a few tissues, and pretended to cry.

"Okay, okay, who are you fooling around here?"

"If you want it sincerely, you can buy it if it is cheaper."

"I'm not even talking to you, I'll just give you the lowest price, a buy it now!"

Lin Cheng waved his hands impatiently, too lazy to listen to his storytelling.

On the street stalls of the temple fair, let alone Hetian jade, even the Jade Seal of Chuanguo can be put on display for you to sell.

Isn't it just "be ordered by heaven, and live forever"!

People also buy one get one free!

"Oh, all right, then I'll make it cheaper!"

"The lowest price, buy it now!"

The uncle pursed his lips and frowned.

Gritting his teeth, stomping his feet, he ruthlessly announced a number—"Eight thousand and eight!"

"88!"

Lin Cheng slashed lightly.

"Eight……"

"88?"

The uncle's face turned pale, his brain was buzzing, and he almost recited it all at once.

Song Yi and Yan Qin beside them were completely dumbfounded.

This knife cut directly from the Nantian Gate to the eighteenth floor of hell!

"Is it for sale?"

"If we don't sell it, we'll leave!"

Lin Cheng urged impatiently.

"You, you add more!"

"88 really can't be sold, I have to pay 300 yuan for the cost price, it's a big loss!"

The uncle swallowed his saliva, his face turned blue, very ugly.

"Add more!"

Lin Cheng raised his hand, as if to make an offer.

"More, more, more."

"If you add more money, I'll sell it."

The uncle nodded, waiting for the other party's final bid.

"eighty!"

Lin Cheng made a sign of eight, and slashed again.

"you……"

"Eighty, how do you want me to sell it? Aren't you trying to kill me?"

The uncle was short of breath and felt like he was about to die.

"Or forget it!"

"Actually, I don't really like it either."

Song Yi felt a little sorry.

"300 yuan isn't quite... woo woo woo!"

Before Yan Qin could speak, Lin Cheng covered his mouth.

Let her continue talking, but all previous efforts will be in vain.

"Buy it now!"

Lin Cheng spoke again.

"Tell me, buy it now, don't shout the price!"

"I'm almost sold."

The uncle looked serious, staring at the young man in front of him.

"Two for 80 yuan!"

"Sell or not?"

Lin Cheng's right hand became a knife, and he chopped it off.

"Sell!"

The uncle gritted his teeth, tears in his eyes.

"..."

Song Yi was dumbfounded.

Yan Qin's eyes widened even more, his eyelashes flickered, as if he had discovered a new world.

"One for each person, take it!"

After paying the money, Lin Cheng gave the two bracelets to the two girls.

One is white and the other is blue.

80 yuan to buy two, a little bit expensive.

But, I am willing to be addicted to women!

"For 80 yuan, you can actually buy two?"

Song Yi took the light blue bracelet, still not recovering from the shock just now.

"Brother, next time my dad buys a car, he must call you!"

Yan Qin was very clever and thought of other uses.

"Just buy a car."

I am afraid of being beaten to death!

Lin Cheng quickly shook his head.

Cutting from 280 million to 80 yuan is equivalent to turning Lamborghini's calf into a Lamborghini toy, and it has to be a knockoff street stall!

Temple fairs are basically shopping, shopping, eating, and nothing special.

After walking around, my back hurts and I spent hundreds of dollars.

Even the sky is getting dark.

When the lights came on, it was night in a blink of an eye.

"No, I have to go home!"

"If you don't come home before 8 o'clock, my mother..."

A painful expression appeared on Yan Qin's face, as if recalling the unbearable past.

"Then shall I take you back?"

Lin Cheng walked to the side of the road, waved, and was about to stop a taxi.

"No, I'll just take a taxi and go back by myself."

"In your case... it's better to take care of our weak and poor little Bailian!"

Yan Qin glanced at Song Yi from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"No need!"

"I'm going home too."

Song Yi had a complicated expression, as if he was struggling.

"Snowing!"

Lin Cheng raised his head, and there were sparse snowflakes floating in the sky, which fell on his hands and melted instantly.

"hiss--"

"No wonder it's so cold, I have to go home quickly!"

Yan Qin stopped a taxi, shrank, and the cat got into the car.

"Then I'm going home too."

Song Yi looked at the license plate number of the car leaving, bit his lip lightly, unwilling to admit defeat.

"I'll take it to you!"

Lin Cheng followed behind and said lightly.

"Need not!"

She shook her head, very stubbornly.

"Okay, Qinqin won't mind."

"She knows you're home alone and it's not safe on the road."

As soon as Lin Cheng grasped her hand, it was icy cold and turned red from the cold.

"But……"

"I'll sing you a song!"

"のびた人阴を底道にならべ."

"Evening Darkness のなかを君と歩いてる."

Song Yi still wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Lin Cheng's singing.

"Japanese?"

Song Yi opened his eyes wide, surprised.

""Snow Flower", a song by Mika Nakashima."

Lin Cheng smiled and nodded.

"Although I can't understand it, it sounds good."

"Then I continue to sing?"

"Ok!"

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