Chapter 2003 Bargaining

"Uncle was cheated. I feel that the milk fan is so cheap."

"Cheap!"

When Yang Dongxu came back from delivering the things to the car, he saw Jiajia and Wenchen and other children, carrying large and small bags and running towards this side.

Behind them was Lan Yi, a follower who imitated the older children.

He bought so many things just after turning around. This buying power is not ordinary strong. And he asked the children to deliver the things directly. This is obviously the rhythm of another battle. The time for shopping has just begun.

"How much is so much?" Yang Dongxu took the milk fan from Jiajia's hand and weighed it. It was about ten pounds.

"200!" Jiajia stretched out two fingers and gestured.

"It's cheap!" Yang Dongxu nodded.

Two hundred yuan is probably not worth the price of ordering a dish related to milk fan in a five-star hotel. If you go to a specialty store to buy this price, the conscientious boss can give you three or four pounds. Of course, you will be covered with a very high-end gift box, unlike now.

"Where are your aunt and the others?" Yang Dongxu asked after looking at the roadside market stalls not far away and not seeing Zhou Ya and the others.

"Buy roast pork at the stall inside, and also buy frozen white tofu fish. We'll go on a picnic tonight!"

"Tofu fish, picnic!" Jia Jia's words were too many, and Lan Yi, who was learning to speak, could only grasp a few key words to express it.

Yang Dongxu bent down and prepared to pick up the sweaty little guy and walk to the market. As a result, the little guy pushed him with disdain.

Compared to being comfortable in his uncle's arms, running on the ground with his brothers and sisters and sweating profusely was obviously the happiness he wanted.

An adult led three children to the market, and of course there were no idea how many plainclothes bodyguards were hiding around.

When they found Zhou Ya and her group, almost everyone was holding something in their hands, even Grandpa Xuan was holding a bag of roasted tobacco leaves, and his father-in-law was holding a wooden sculpture of some unknown kind.

Zhou Ya was very busy, busy bargaining. Seeing her daughter-in-law so aggressive, Yang's mother asked her daughter-in-law to bargain for everything she bought.

She also helped her grandparents and grandparents to bargain from time to time.

Some people think it is shameful to bargain for things, and think that they will appear petty.

But this cognition obviously does not exist in the minds of the Yang family. The Yang family only thinks that it is shameful to be cheated by others as fools if they do not bargain for things.

Of course, bargaining is bargaining, and you buy it when you see the price you like. If it is not suitable, just leave. The Yang family never quarrels with others because of bargaining.

In short, if it is suitable, everyone will trade, if it is not suitable, I will go to the next store, and quarreling is a very shameful performance.

"Why don't you go up to help? Stand here and watch the fun!"

Came over with the children and saw that the grandparents were shopping and choosing what they liked, and from time to time helped their granddaughter-in-law bargain. Zhuo Qing'er stood aside with a more or less depressed expression.

Dong Yao was also slightly depressed and uncomfortable. In addition to the two people, Yang's father, uncle and Dong Jie also stood aside and could not say anything.

"That. Sister Qing'er spent 70 on the bamboo weaving in her hand, and 50 on my straw weaving." Compared to Zhuo Qing'er who rolled her eyes and didn't bother to answer Yang Dongxu's question, Dong Yao spoke a little awkwardly.

Although Dong Yao's answer was a bit irrelevant, the reason was obvious.

The reason why she stood outside with Yang's father and other men who couldn't bargain was obviously because they were disliked for not bargaining well. So she threw it aside for them to watch, so as not to affect the bargaining power of Yang's mother and others.

"What a joke, I don't go shopping much, otherwise I would definitely learn to bargain." Seeing Yang Dongxu grinning like watching the fun, Zhuo Qing'er couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Still laughing at me, if you have the ability, try bargaining?"

"No need to try, I'm definitely not your opponent." Yang Dongxu shook his head quickly. If you say he dares to bargain for a few hundred million in big business.

But bargaining for buying things for ten or twenty yuan is really not his strong point, so it's better to leave it to professionals like my mother and aunt.

Seeing that Zhuo Qing'er wanted to mock him, Yang Dongxu changed the subject directly, "Old man, why are you carrying tobacco leaves? It's choking and you can't smoke it."

"It's none of your business. Can't I buy it back and use it as a smoking medicine for Sun Shengun?" Old Master Xuan always spoke in a bad mood.

Of course, this is to Yang Dongxu. He is still kind and friendly to others, especially children.

As for why he always dislikes Yang Dongxu, when Yang Dongxu looked down on the dogs who practiced martial arts since childhood.

The old man probably wanted to sever the master-disciple relationship with him more than once, so as not to ruin his life in the hands of this "unprofessional" boy.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Although his face was confused, with an expression of "Isn't it made of wormwood for smoking? You actually use tobacco leaves, and the more choking roasted tobacco leaves, I don't have much education, don't lie to me."

But the words on his mouth were completely opposite.

Seeing Dong Yao next to him, he almost laughed out loud. To be honest, I have known Yang Dongjie's cousin until now. I always feel that this person is high and mighty and needs to be looked up to in every aspect.

I didn't expect that there would be times when I was bullied and didn't dare to talk back. As far as he knew, this person in front of him was also the principal of a traditional Chinese medicine school. In the end, he was bullied by me and didn't even dare to struggle.

"Dad, your wood carving is good." Yang Dongxu looked at the wood carving in his father-in-law's hand and praised it.

"I think it's good too. This knife skill is rare now." Zhou Yiren looked at the target in his hand with a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Where did you buy it and how much? I will buy a few and put them in the study!" Yang Dongxu said.

This is not a compliment, but he really feels that the wood carving in Zhou Yiren's hand is good. Judging from his current artistic accomplishment, this wood carving looks ordinary but actually has charm. Obviously, the carving master's skills are extraordinary.

"Well, wait until they buy it and then we will buy it." Zhou Yiren, who was originally smiling, paused.

"Why? They buy theirs, we go buy ours, I have money on me!" Yang Dongxu asked puzzledly.

"Well, Uncle Zhou spent 150 on this wood carving." Dong Yao next to him said again.

"It's expensive?" Yang Dongxu realized something.

But look at the target in Zhou Yiren's hand. The Shen Yun is not expensive at 150. Even this Shen Yun shape can be bought at 1500 in the specialty store.

"Authentic Jianchuan wood carving is worth this price." Zhou Yiren said beside him.

"It is indeed worth this price. After you pay, they picked two wood carvings like yours for 50 yuan."

An unhappy voice sounded. The only one who dared to say this to Zhou Yiren was Zhou Ya, his daughter.

"You can't judge things by appearance." Although Zhou Yiren is very rigorous in his studies, he is an old man after all, and the temper of this old child has begun to rise.

"Whether you look at the surface or not is not a reason for you to buy one for 150 yuan and others to pick two for 50 yuan." Zhou Ya continued.

Yang Dongxu quickly stepped out to smooth things over, "Does that stall have a lot of such wood carvings?"

"There are dozens of large and small ones on display. I don't know how many are in the bags behind them. Two bags are as big as two bags." Zhou Ya gestured with her hands.

Judging from the size of the gesture, it is at least a urea bag.

OK!

Some art is very valuable, but excessive art is cheap!