Chapter 265 The Gas Scepter, a Symbol of Ancient Egyptian Kingship and Theocracy

The boss who sold the sword quickly put away his phone and chased after him.

"Hey, young man, wait a minute, wait a minute."

Yang Chen and Chen Qiao stopped and turned to look at the boss who sold the sword.

The boss asked with a smile: "I heard what this beauty just said about Mo Xie, what's going on?"

Yang Chen: "She is playing games. When she asked me which hero to choose, I said to choose Mo Xie. She only knows Ahn'Qiraj and Daji, and she doesn't know Mo Xie, so she's very excited."

Chen Qiao pursed her lips, trying not to let herself laugh.

Yang Chen's nonsense ability is really on par with these bosses.

However, this can also show that his brain is turning very fast, indicating that he is a very wise person.

The boss was dubious.

But the thing has been sold, even if he has doubts or even regrets, he can't go back.

He was just an ordinary stall owner, but he didn't dare to go back on his words with the guests.

He was just trying to figure out if the sword had some name.

"Handsome guy, don't get me wrong, I know the rules. Since I sold it to you, even if this sword is really worn by Qin Shihuang, I recognize it. I just want to know if this sword is really something."

If it is really capable, it is a cultural relic, not just an antique.

By law, cultural relics must be handed over to the state.

Yang Chen wanted to keep it for himself, but didn't want to hand it in.

Therefore, the boss cannot be allowed to know the real situation of this sword.

Yang Chen: "Your boss is really interesting, this sword was sold to me by you, do you know what happened?"

Boss: "Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe."

Yang Chen: "Then I don't know. I have to go to other places and say goodbye."

After speaking, Yang Chen took Chen Qiao away.

The more the boss thought about it, the more he felt that he might be at a loss, and returned to the booth with a depressed look.

He had just returned to his booth when the two people who had joined forces to sell books to Yang Chen came over.

The old man asked in a low voice, "Boss, did he take away some good things just now?"

Boss: "It feels yes. I heard that girl say that Mo Xie, the go-getter, I have a strong suspicion that the sword he bought from me is one of Mo Xie's go-getters."

The old man: "What? Able Mo Xie? Are you sure you heard it right?"

Boss: "How could I have heard it wrong! I went up to ask, and he actually told me to play the game and to choose the hero Mo Xie. Isn't that nonsense? Phone, what game are you playing?"

The old man said, "If Mo Xie is a real go-getter, someone will buy it at a price of 100 million. This is a priceless treasure. Then you just forget it?"

Boss: "Then what else can I do? I still have to set up a stall here to live, so I can't break the rules."

The old man: "He took an ancient book from us, at least it is worth more than 5 million, we are going to get it back from him. If you have an idea, you can come with us. We will not do it here, and wait until he leaves Panjiayuan. Get your hands on it."

The wages of avarice is death.

Driven by huge interests, the boss who sells swords is also tempted.

If that sword really belonged to Mo Xiezhong, he wouldn't have to set up a stall in the future.

If it is just an ordinary ancient sword, put all the responsibility on the old man.

Give it a try!

Bet right, luxury cars are tender and rich.

Bet wrong, continue to set up stalls, no loss.

...

Yang Chen and Chen Qiao continued to hang out.

Not long after, the two came to a stall where a girl was watching.

Yang Chen locked onto a specially shaped iron rod at a glance.

The top of the stick has an arc-shaped handle.

The bottom end is a fork-like shape.

At first glance, it doesn't seem like anything special.

But Yang Chen could tell at a glance that this was the gas scepter that originated in the pre-dynasty period of ancient Egypt.

This scepter is very special, shared by kings and gods, and can be used by both gods and goddesses.

Therefore, it is a special existence of many Pharaoh's scepter species.

Or the old rule, look at other things first, then look at the target baby.

At first glance, this boss is here to experience life and not want to do business.

The guests looked at this and touched that in front of the booth. She didn't even look up, and she wasn't afraid that others would lose her things.

A middle-aged uncle held a jade pendant and asked, "Girl, how much is this?"

The boss glanced at it and said, "30,000, no counter-offer!"

Uncle: "You are too rigid in doing business. One of the fun of antiques is bargaining, because this tests one's eyesight, not cheap. If you don't bargain, who will buy it?"

Girl: "If you don't buy it, put it down, and I didn't beg you to buy it."

Uncle: "Hey...how do you talk about this girl? Your father has to be polite to me when he comes. How dare you be so rude to me."

Girl: "Then I'll ask you to call my dad, I don't want to see this blanket."

Uncle: "Oh, haha... It turns out that I was pressed by your father to watch the booth here, and I felt unhappy. The more unhappy you are, the more happy I am. Hey, just watch it slowly."

The girl pouted, rolled her eyes at him, lowered her head and continued to play with her phone.

Yang Chen walked over, picked up the jade pendant that the uncle asked for, and asked, "Boss, this jade pendant is 15,000, is it for sale?"

The uncle said with a smile: "I just asked, the minimum price is 30,000, and there is no counter-offer. If you give 15,000, she will not pay attention to you."

"Not for sale! Minimum 3..."

While speaking, the girl raised her head. When she saw Yang Chen's prosperous beauty, she didn't say the word "10,000".

Then, she put down the phone and said with a smile, "What did you just say? Say it again!"

Yang Chen: "Boss, this jade pendant is 15,000, is it for sale?"

Girl: "Sell!"

The smile of the uncle next to him froze, and then he asked angrily: "Hey, what do you mean? I asked the price just now, and you said 30,000, no counter-offer. He cut it in half, and you sold it too. !"

Girl: "Uncle, if you are as young and handsome as him, I can sell it to you for fifteen thousand."

Uncle: "..."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone around laughed.

The uncle was so angry.

But he is really incomparable to Yang Chen's appearance, there is no reason to refute.

The girl continued: "It's you who can't hold your breath. I said 30,000 won't make a counteroffer. Isn't this a joke? You really won't make a counteroffer."

The uncle was speechless.

Yang Chen held the jade pendant in his hand, pretended to pick up the gas scepter inadvertently, and asked, "This crutch is quite interesting, how much is it?"

Girl: "How much do you think is appropriate?"

Yang Chen: "I think? Beauty, you are doing business, aren't you afraid of being beaten by your father?"

Girl: "Che, who asked him to let me come to see the stall, I'll just give it away. You can give it to me. A broken iron stick is not worth a lot of money."

Don't look at what this girl said so lightly, as if it really doesn't matter.

In fact, before the stall, her father had already told her how much everything was at the lowest price.

The receiving price of that jade pendant is 8,000 yuan.

As long as the buyer bids no less than 12,000, it can be sold.

This rusty iron cane is priced at 500 yuan, and can be sold as long as the buyer bids no less than 1500.

She asked Yang Chen to look at it, but it was just a scene.

Yang Chen gave a high, she nodded and agreed.

Yang Chen is low, she will add a little more.

So yeah, pretty girls are all "dangerous".

certainly.

Yang Chen is not a vegetarian either, and the price he gives will not be too different from the girl's psychological price.

"I don't think anyone will want such a rusty iron rod. It's a lot of trouble for you to carry it back and forth. Sell it to me at a discount of 1,000 yuan."

Girl: "Handsome guy, you are so cruel, you actually give this to others. Add more, 5000, you have to let the little girl earn some milk tea money."

Yang Chen: "Beauty wants to drink milk tea, I can invite you to drink it alone. However, just talking about these two things, one is fifteen thousand and the other is one thousand, you will not suffer. Think about it, I will go shopping later, come back Please drink milk tea."

Girl: "Okay! Just ask me to drink milk tea so politely to you, I have to nod and agree. Here's it for you!"

Yang Chen nodded, immediately paid the money, and accepted the jade pendant and scepter.

Girl: "Handsome guy, let's make an agreement. You will come back later and invite me to drink milk tea. My name is Zhao Min, what's your name?"

Yang Chen: "My name is Zhang Wuji."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

The girl rolled her eyes at Yang Chen, and said, "My name is Zhao Min, you rascal."

Yang Chen: "My name is Yang Chen, nice to meet you. When I finish shopping, I will definitely come to you."

Zhao Min: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

The Gas Scepter is a priceless treasure.

If done properly, it may be able to sell 300 million to 400 million yuan alone.

Therefore, Yang Chen also wanted to thank Zhao Min for "giving him a treasure".

What does it mean to invite her to have a cup of milk tea.

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