"Welcome, what would you like to see, handsome?
We have everything here, including antique collections, jadeite, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, rare ancient books, bamboo, wood and ivory carvings, and commemorative stamps.
Even if it's out of stock, I can get it for you as long as you let me know in advance."
The young man was obviously not used to Fu Song's enthusiasm: "Uh... I'd better take a look myself!"
"No problem, feel free to look around. The first floor is full of ornaments, and the jade jewelry is on the second floor."
The young man turned around and held up an agate pendant with a Buddha statue carved on it:
"Boss, how much is this?"
"199! Handsome guy, you want to give it to your girlfriend as a gift, right?
This is a natural salt source agate lotus Maitreya Buddha, which symbolizes constant smile, peace and joy. It is very good.
Fu Song has made up for a lot of knowledge about antiques and jewelry in the past two days, so he is not afraid to fool people.
"Really?" The young man was obviously tempted. "Can you make it cheaper?"
Fu Song shook his head: "Sorry, no bargaining in small business!"
After saying that, his voice suddenly became smaller: "I bought this pendant for 189 yuan, and I only made ten yuan from you, which is not enough to cover the rent.
If business hadn’t been so slow recently, I wouldn’t sell it for less than 300.”
"Oh, I see!" The young man who thought Fu Song was right was about to take out money.
Suddenly, an old voice sounded at the door: "Little brother, the same pendant is only 179 at the antique jewelry store across the street. Do you want to go and have a look?"
It was Wang Fugui.
Seeing this old face, Fu Song's mouth corners couldn't help but tremble slightly.
This business is being snatched right to the door!
The young man's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I'll go and take a look."
After saying that, he put the Maitreya Buddha on the counter and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Fu Song's expression suddenly became serious. "Handsome guy, meeting is fate. I'll sell you this pendant for 169."
"169?" The young man turned around and was about to pick up the Maitreya Buddha again.
Wang Fugui added: "149 on my side!"
Fu Song gritted his teeth: "I'm 139!"
“119!”
“99!”
Fu Song slammed the table and lowered the price to double digits.
Just when he thought Wang Fugui would continue to lower the price, the other party smiled faintly: "Little brother, you can buy it for 99, it's a good deal."
"Okay!" The young man paid the money and left happily.
Looking at Fu Song, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Wang Fugui smiled smugly and added fuel to the fire:
"Boss Xiao Fu, I forgot to say that just now.
Antique jewelry stores don’t have any natural raw salt source agate lotus Maitreya Buddha, so… hehe…”
Wang Fugui left without taking a cloud with him.
After being silent for a long time, Fu Song found the account book and discovered that the purchase price of the pendant was 100 yuan.
So after all the shouting, I ended up losing 1 dollar?
I'm so...
Fu Song's face immediately turned dark.
He had to admit that when it came to being despicable and shameless, he really couldn't beat this old guy!
Just wait for me, we are not done with this yet.
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