The Third Master of the Fairy is a Girl

"—You can't see it, what can I see?"

The grandfather tied the paper in his hand and put it aside, rolling his eyes angrily.

"This kid is stupid and doesn't ask for the price. He will give as much as I want. Selling him a golden toad is enough for me to eat for a year. Why don't you give him a copper coin that has been opened?"

The third master Su who is stupid and rich: "..."

So, the previous words of warding off evil spirits were pure nonsense?

... Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Qian choked at the same time.

Just say this stingy child, how can he be so kind to give away copper coins that have been opened up?

He didn't take all the 'copper money (household property)' from you and put it in his own pocket, he already gave you a lot of face!

only--

The corners of their mouths twitched slightly towards the innocent young man.

"How much did you pay for the golden toad?"

Although this old fat guy is stingy, he is generous to himself!

If you can let him say that he eats for a year, it must be a lot of money, right?

really.

"fifty thousand?"

The young man blinked and looked at them with the innocent look on his face, "Young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are when he's not at home."

"Stupid you! Do you really think that Jin Chan is made of gold? You actually paid 50,000 to buy it?! There is nowhere to spend the money, right?!"

Grandpa Qian was really distressed, and he stabbed the boy's head directly, and instantly stabbed the white forehead red, and Grandpa Jin, who looked at it, scolded—

"Deserved!"

But he turned his head angrily and glared at the old fat man.

"You black heart! Even the money of the children? Is there still humanity?!"

"Hey—, you said it was human—"

Who knows, that chubby white man, who looks like a good-natured grandfather of an old monk, rolled his eyes at Grandpa Jin, and unceremoniously demolished the platform.

"Who sold a broken stone last time for a hundred thousand? Compared with you, I am quite righteous!"

Grandpa Jin: "...I, I'm a genuine jade! That price is not high!"

"Oh."

The fat grandpa looked indifferent.

"I'm also a serious Jin Chan. It's a little over fifty thousand, but I'm willing to ask for it, and people are willing to give it to you. What's the matter with you!"

"……I--"

An angry grandpa Jin rolled up his sleeves and wanted to punch someone.

Even Grandpa Qian also united the front, picking up the paste on the table and smashing it at people.

suddenly.

A yin and yang store with a small storefront was slaughtered and turned into a battlefield.

However, as one of the parties, the third master pondered for a while and felt that he should be a peacemaker, pulling a fight or something. After all, these three are old people, and the old arms and legs, if they touch Well, it's not easy.

then--

"—That, um, actually, if that golden toad is sold at the auction house, the minimum reserve price should be more than fifty thousand. If it is hot, it will not be a problem to sell it for one hundred thousand—"

Ga? ? ?

In an instant, the three elderly people who were twisted into a ball and kept fighting, turned their heads dully and looked at him.

The expression of the second idiot with a face full of "you got kicked by a donkey in your brain", completely synchronized with God, as if carved out of the same shape.

After all, these three, in the business of mixing antiques, are basically a lifetime, who knows less?

Of course.

The second fool, the third master, looked at them seriously, and said solemnly:

"The golden toad—"

"Although the money in his mouth has been damaged, I remember that there is a record in the unofficial history folk book that when Song Xiang was a wild boy, he once pushed himself from Emperor Zong, and used a three-legged piece of money with missing corners in his mouth. Golden Toad—"

"The original words at that time, the translation should be-"

"The golden toad spit money out of its mouth, which is for prosperity; but without money, it is for absorption of money; but, whether it is prosperous or sucking money, excesses lead to evils, and excesses lead to disasters, such as a glass full of water. Overflow, full moon profit and loss—"

"So, if you lose one coin of the money in his mouth, although there is a shortage of one in ninety-nine, it can alleviate the evils, achieve long-lasting, slow prosperity, and the classics are endless. "

"It's just that at that time, I happened to encounter the prison of writing, and the whole world was afraid and dared not talk about it at will. Therefore, only a few strokes in the unofficial folk annals were recorded, and the Jinchan I sold for 50,000 was just short of money. In one corner, there are even more lines of the film of the Kaiyuan year--"

"So, um, I shouldn't have bought a loss. If it's the real thing, it's definitely not cheap. Even if it's not real, the collection value of the high imitation will not be low. After all, whether it's Song Xiang or Zong Emperor, which one is related to. , the price is only high and not low~”

...

The three old men were just stunned there.

You look at me, I look at you, and then all look blank.

Grandpa Qian Fu: "Is there such a record? I've never heard of it, Lao Jin, Lao Pang, you two know this best, have you heard of it?"

Grandpa Jin Buhuan: "—I know jade best, but I also know a little bit about others, but I really haven't heard of it. Have you heard of Lao Fat?"

Fat--grandpa: "--no--? But--"

He scratched his head, frowned, squatted on the ground and beat his head.

"How do I feel, I seem to have heard this allusion somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while - where did I hear it?"

...

Grandpa Qian and Grandpa Jin looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

Schadenfreude squeezed the knife.

"Since you think this allusion is familiar and you have heard it, it means that this allusion is true, and it is very likely that the golden toad with missing horns is also true-"

"So you are very likely to look away, sell the real goods as fakes, and proudly cover the small treasury, thinking that you have met a fool and made a lot of money, but in fact , you've lost a lot of money! Hahahahahaha-"

"……roll!"

The heart, lungs and lungs that were stabbed by one knife after another wanted to shiver, for fear that he really missed the sight and sold the real thing as a fake, the fat grandpa hurriedly glared at the young man.

"Where's Jin Chan! Where's Jin Chan! Where's my Jin Chan!"

"Oh, it's a gift~"

The master stab-knife, Su Sanye, blinked his eyes, innocent and sloppy.

"It's natural to pay someone to do things, isn't it? At that time, it was given to someone else when they changed hands. Others sent their girlfriend's grandfather to her birthday. No matter what Jin Chan meant, it was not wrong~"

! ! !

The fat grandpa had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit it out or swallow it. His aggrieved face turned purple.

Let Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Qian, who deliberately haha ​​loud enough to be deafening, patted their legs loudly and laughed even louder.

"Old fat, old fat! You also have today! You must know that you are an old man who can feel distressed for a long time if you lose a dime. It's tens of thousands of dollars to be thrown out by yourself. Oh, this heart is better than a hob. Is the meat still cool?"

"!! Shut up!"

The fat grandfather with a purplish-black face picked up the paper and smashed it at the two of them.