The next second.

The white-haired old man turned to look at the middle-aged drunkard.

"I don't want this bottle anymore."

"Sell it to whomever you want!"

After saying that.

He glanced at Chen Yang.

"Hmph! What a disgrace!"

He waved his hand.

With a gloomy face, he left angrily.

at this time.

The bespectacled manager rolled his eyes and warmly greeted Chen Yang.

"Young master, I am the manager of Wanbaozhai."

"Based on my professional assessment, this porcelain vase is a poorly made, low-quality imitation. If you spend 10,000 yuan to buy it, you'll definitely be fooled."

"Since you just want a vase anyway, why don't you come into our shop? No matter which one you like, we'll give you a 20% discount."

Is this alright for you?

After persuading Chen Yang, he looked at the middle-aged drunkard.

"Your bottle isn't worth that much at all."

"Why not sell it to me? I'm willing to add 500 yuan to the price, making it 2500 yuan. What do you say?"

The middle-aged drunkard got angry!

Three people offered prices.

An elderly man with white hair quoted 6,000 yuan, but left in anger.

The highest price quoted by the spoiled rich kid is 10,000.

If he gets coaxed away again, I'll have no other choice.

It can only be sold to unscrupulous merchants and thieves.

Wouldn't that be... a huge loss?

He quickly grabbed Chen Yang's sleeve.

Her face was beaming like a chrysanthemum.

"Young master, I'm willing to sell it to you for 10,000 yuan. Take it!"

Chen Yang was about to reach out and take it.

The bespectacled manager standing to the side grabbed the porcelain vase and wouldn't let go.

"Young master, you only want a vase, but I really like it. Why don't you part with it?"

"Don't worry, I'll give you any vase in my shop for free."

Then he looked at the middle-aged drunkard.

He looked pained and said:

"I really love this bottle, so I splurged and bought it for 6,000 yuan."

What do you think?

Chen Yang was made nervous by the four-eyed manager's actions.

This guy.

He has shifty eyes and a cunning mind; you can tell at a glance that he's got a hundred tricks up his sleeve.

Did he realize that it was a genuine artifact?

This is troublesome!

Seeing that Chen Yang remained silent.

The middle-aged drunkard's expression kept changing.

It's obvious.

Who wouldn't want something free?

Unless you're an idiot!

This spoiled, nouveau riche is probably unreliable.

If it can be sold for 6,000 yuan, that would be a good choice.

Right now.

None of the three spoke first, weighing the pros and cons.

The atmosphere was quite tense.

The most conflicted person was the four-eyed manager.

He is a true master, especially skilled in blue and white porcelain.

They often play the fool to outwit their opponents and make a fortune.

He wasn't quite sure about this bottle.

On the surface, it is indeed a low-quality counterfeit.

The workmanship is rough, the pattern is blurry, and the color is dull.

but.

Its style is upright, its shape is full, and it has a subtle charm.

It's not like an ordinary product.

Originally, he wanted to buy an opportunity at a low price.

A small investment yields a huge return; there's no chance of failure.

Even if you make the wrong purchase, you won't lose much.

but.

Now that the price has risen to 6,000, the risk has increased.

If things go wrong, we might really lose money!

Even losing just one dollar is unacceptable.

When have we ever made a losing deal?

Moreover...

He always likes to get the biggest benefit with the least cost.

This is actually a disease.

Stingy, miserly, penny-pincher.

Stingy.

He was the most notorious unscrupulous merchant on the entire street.

That's why he's conflicted!

Chen Yang watched coldly from the sidelines, his mind filled with doubt.

Did that four-eyed manager figure out the trick at all?

Watch what he did.

It's obvious they want to buy it; is that what you've figured out?

but.

He's so stingy and unwilling to spend money, what's the meaning of that?

As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

Faced with immense temptation, how could he remain calm and try to acquire the treasure at the lowest possible cost?

It's terrifying to think about.

Could it be...?

Is he the real master?

If this is the case, fierce bidding is inevitable.

The final result.

Prices will inevitably skyrocket; where can you find any bargains then?

After much deliberation.

Chen Yang finally made his move.

He continued to act like a spoiled brat.

He said impatiently:

"What's the point of arguing over a broken bottle?"

"I regret it. 10,000 yuan is such a damn waste!"

"Final price: 8,000. Will you sell?"

"Not selling... I'm leaving now, I'm not going to waste my breath on you."

The middle-aged drunkard shuddered violently, his face turning pale.

Oh my god!

They cut my money by 2,000 if I waste a few minutes.

If I were to ramble on a bit more, I'm afraid even 8,000 wouldn't be enough to attract a buyer.

"Sell! I'll sell it for 8,000!"

The middle-aged drunkard was afraid that if he hesitated even a second, Chen Yang would lower the price by another 2,000, or he would leave.

but.

His greedy nature still led him to look at the bespectacled manager.

Hopefully, this will create some competition and drive up the price.

Chen Yang pretended to be calm and glanced at the bespectacled manager.

It carried a hint of provocation.

That means...

Increase the price!

Do you dare?

The four-eyed manager clenched his fists tightly!

My fingers are all red.

One minute later.

He suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, waving his hand helplessly.

"Fine, I give up!"

6,000 is already his limit, what about adding another 2,000?

The risk is too high; it's not worth it.

The middle-aged alcoholic was somewhat disappointed.

Chen Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems so.

He didn't see anything special about it.

But why is he so persistent?

Chen Yang paid 8,000 yuan.

Holding the porcelain bottle, he turned and left.

8,000, if it increases 100 times, that's 800,000.

I'm rich!

The antique street has shops that buy and sell antiques, and they have a very good reputation.

but.

Chen Yang did not sell it immediately.

Wealth can be very tempting.

Although everyone knows that once you place an order, you can't buy it back.

However, neither the middle-aged alcoholic nor the bespectacled manager were particularly refined individuals.

In case they find out.

The price of porcelain vases has skyrocketed 100 times, and people are coming over to cause trouble.

Don't flaunt your wealth.

Keeping a low profile is the key!

actually.

Chen Yang ultimately lowered the price by 2,000 yuan and successfully acquired the porcelain vase; there were many tricks involved.

It's not that simple.

The two parties involved are a greedy middle-aged alcoholic and a cunning, bespectacled manager.

They were all being schemed against without even realizing it.

Price reduced by 2,000.

It is a tactic:

To retreat in order to advance, and to feign leniency in order to capture.

It is also a hint:

It's not worth 10,000 at all, not even 8,000.

It's definitely not a rare item. Lower your expectations.

It's also an attitude:

He didn't care about the bottle; it was just a joke, nothing more.

He's just a fool with too much money.

Whoever buys it will lose out.

This is called feigning weakness to deceive the enemy, pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Most importantly.

We conduct precise analysis using intelligence.

According to the intelligence, the white-haired old man and the four-eyed manager were originally bidding against each other.

In the end, the white-haired old man won the bid for the porcelain vase with 8,000 yuan.

Therefore, we can infer this.

6,000 yuan is the bottom line for the four-eyed manager; 8,000 yuan would definitely exceed his maximum limit.

The offer was 8,000.

It's a sure thing, and it's more suitable and scientific than 10,000.

It also saves money.

Along the way.

Holding a blue and white porcelain vase.

Chen Yang was both pleased and apprehensive.

I'm afraid it will break, and I'm also afraid it will be stolen.

It's not safe to leave it in a rented room, but he has nowhere else to hide.

at last.

He hid under the bed, wrapped in a tattered quilt, again and again.

Only after going through three layers did I feel a little more at ease.

"Hoo..."

It's best to secure the profits.

This amazing deal is finally here!

[Ding!]

[Gained 10 points, current total points: 40 points.]

Keep up the good work!

Cool!

Making money with one hand and accumulating points with the other.

I believe that it won't be long before I soar to great heights.

Achieve financial freedom and reach the pinnacle of life.

"Gurgle!"

My stomach suddenly growled.

Chen Yang then realized that he was starving after a busy day.

I made 260,000 today, and if I sell the blue and white porcelain tomorrow, I can make hundreds of thousands more.

It's more than enough to treat my father's illness.

tonight.

You should treat yourself well.

Think about it, what should we eat?

Grilled lamb chops, grilled oysters, lamb kidneys...

Another dozen beers, let's drink to our hearts' content!

...

Two hours later.

After a hearty meal and drinks, Chen Yang strolled back to his rented room with a light, airy gait.

I passed by the entrance of a bar.

I saw a sexy woman.

He stumbled out the door, his steps unsteady and his mind in a daze.

Chen Yang moved aside.

Unexpected.

Sexy women seem to possess a natural ability to target with precision.

With her hair disheveled, she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Soft jade and warm fragrance fill my arms.

Holy crap!

"What do you mean? Trying to stage an accident? Or is it a honey trap?"

"I just earned 260,000... and I'm already being targeted?"

Chen Yang was startled.

He was about to push the woman away and get away as quickly as possible.

But then I heard a few words, muttered incoherently.

Her voice was soft and sweet, and very pleasant to listen to.

Huh?

That voice... it sounds familiar?

"Quick...take me away...someone has drugged me..."