Rebirth of a Husband and Family

This throw was so loud that even the waiter was momentarily stunned by Zhou Mingyan's aura.

However, he soon came back to his senses, and was ashamed of his reaction: he was actually frightened by a little kid, and he really went back to life!

Immediately chased away angrily, "I told you this is not a place for you to play games, if you make trouble again, I will call your adults over here!"

"I said, we are here to sell things!"

Tong Qian put the bag in his hand towards the clerk, making a heavy sound.

The guy was dubious.

He glanced into the bag, it was a dirty pile.

So he reached out to pick up the contents, held a copper coin in his hand, weighed it, and muttered, "Kaiyuan Tongbao? It's from the Tang Dynasty?"

Tong Qian raised his chin, "How about it, do you accept it?"

The buddy squinted his narrow eyes, looked carefully at the things in his hand, and suddenly sneered.

"Little devil, I don't know if you secretly brought them here and sold them behind the backs of the adults in your family. We are doing serious business here, and if the things are sold, they are ours. When your adults come to the door later, no matter how much trouble you make, it is impossible to return them. for you."

Being suspected again and again, Tong Qian became angry.

He snatched the copper from the clerk and put it back in his bag.

"Seeing what you say, then I won't sell it at your house. Let's go to a big city, where there are many people who know what to buy!"

With that said, he put the bag on his back, pulled Zhou Mingyan up and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

The Lord is finally willing to speak out.

There was a fire in Tong Qian's heart.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that there was a man in black hiding behind the curtain and watching them, allowing their two children to be made things difficult by the waiter.

He pretended not to hear, and was just about to walk out of the store when he was carried back into the store by the guy who followed the boss's instructions.

The owner of this shop was short and friendly, but Tong Qian could tell from his shining eyes that he was not easy to talk to.

The boss stepped forward with a smile, "Little friend, can you let uncle see your things?"

Tong Qian put the bag away vigilantly behind him.

"No."

The boss's face froze, and then he put on a smiling face.

"Kids, don't be afraid. I'm the big boss of this store. What he says doesn't count, but what I say counts. Show me the things and see how much they're worth, so we can discuss them."

It's not easy for Tong Qian to go too far.

There is only one antique shop like this in the entire Linshui County. If the boss is annoyed and refuses to accept their things, although you can go to other places, but there is not enough time.

The boss smiled kindly, but stared at the rusted gadgets without blinking.

He knows better than anyone else the value of these things.

The Kaiyuan Tongbao of the Tang Dynasty can be found here, and even more precious ancient relics may be found.

As long as he gets even one piece, he can change his face, so he doesn't have to stay in this small county town, guarding a dilapidated antique shop.

Bosses who hold the idea of ​​picking up leaks are doomed to be disappointed.

What a smart child, he asked Zhou Mingyan in advance to make sure that there were no antiques that could make people rich overnight, so he dared to sell it.

The boss searched carefully twice, but did not find anything special. Although the copper coins and silver dollars inside were precious, they were far from the value he expected.

He coughed twice.

The guy who was used to singing red and white faces with the boss stood up with a wink.

"Boss, this fineness... Do we still accept it?"

The boss always treats everyone equally in business, even if he is facing two kids who are not much taller than his waist, he has to do all the tricks.

I saw him pretending to be thinking.

"The quality is too poor. Even if I accept it, I'm afraid I will lose money. It's just that these two children have traveled all the way here. If they return empty-handed, it may not be very good."

Dude sucks up again and again.

"No other house accepts this kind of thing, only the boss is kind and kind."

He turned his face to Tong Qian and Zhou Mingyan who had been waiting for a long time. He was about to speak when Tong Qian interrupted him.

"How much do you charge?"

This is what he is most concerned about right now.

The buddy held up a finger proudly.

"1000?"

Tong Qian thought it was impossible.

The guy stared, "10 yuan."

Completely underestimated the black heart of this store.

After hearing the price, Tong Qian put away the bag without saying a word, and said to the boss, "10 yuan? We won't sell it for 100 yuan!"

The boss feels that his dignity in the business world for many years has been challenged.

Just as he was about to speak, the light at the door dimmed, and an old man with white beard and hair walked in, looking very dignified.

The man cheered up and went forward, "Old man, what do you want?"

The old man put his hands behind his back and breathed calmly.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, I want to buy some gadgets for the younger generation, let's see what good things you have in your house."

During the holidays, the business of antique shops is always busier than before, and gift giving is the biggest sales force.

The man was not surprised, and led the old man to look at something.

The boss over there is still bargaining with Tong Qian.

"Little friend, it's not that uncle doesn't want to give you money, it's just that the quality of your things is not good. If I give you all the money, uncle will go bankrupt."

Tong Qian was expressionless.

Bah, profiteers, even children are fooled!

Seeing that Tong Qian was unmoved, the boss gritted his teeth, "Forget it, uncle sees that you are cute, so he wants to be as close as my nephew, so I will give you 100!"

He thought in his heart that once these items were sold, he might still make some money.

It is better to charge a higher price and earn less than to earn nothing.

Unexpectedly, Tong Qian turned around and said just one sentence.

"I just said, even if you give 100 yuan, you won't sell it."

The boss's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He pointed at Tong Qian, "Okay, it's getting too much, if you don't sell it, you won't sell it, then you quickly take this pile of scrap metal away, I see who else wants your junk besides me!"

As soon as the words were finished, the old man who was looking around at the antiques on the shelves in the store suddenly let out a "hey".

He walked up to Tong Qian, squatted down, and carefully observed the pile of copper coins and silver dollars for a while.

"This is?"

He picked out a heavily rusted copper coin from the pile of coins.

The boss was a little confused.

He just took a rough look at it just now, and didn't look carefully. If he meets an expert...

The owner, who had not long taken over the shop from his grandfather, panicked.

The old man put the things back, acting cautiously, as if he was holding some rare treasure in his hands.

Then he looked at Tong Qian.

"Little friend, how much do you sell these things for?"