Only then did Ye Chen know that the boss' name was Zhang Ermao, and he seemed to know this young man.

However, he was also amazed at Zhang Ermao's lip service.

It's really talking about people when you see people, and talking about ghosts when you see ghosts.

Zhang Ermao hurriedly took out the hardened plastic jade horse, spitting: "Young Master Qin, this is the beloved object of the former imperial concubine and empress. Look at this jade, which is crystal clear. It's a good match. Let's not say more. For Young Master Qin's face, the price is the same as the price you paid for the chicken bowl cup yesterday, you take away the 9,000 yuan!"

Xiao Changkun was speechless when he heard that, the same fake chicken bowl cup, he dared to buy it for 300 yuan and took advantage of it, but he didn't expect that Young Master Qin actually spent 9,000 yuan!

"Stop talking nonsense, get the hell out of here!" Young Master Qin got impatient, kicked Zhang Ermao to the side, and said arrogantly: "I've just taken a fancy to this stone, you give it to me, I'll give it to you Twenty thousand!"

When Zhang Ermao heard the 20,000 yuan, his heart suddenly became hot, and he turned to Ye Chen and said, "Brother, why don't you give it to Young Master Qin?"

Ye Chen frowned, and said coldly: "This is something I bought, and I don't want to transfer it to others."

"Who asked you to transfer it? You didn't pay any money, whoever pays will buy it!" Qin Shao said impatiently, then took out a wallet from his arms, took a stack of red bills and threw it on Zhang Ermao's face.

"There is no need to look for 20,000 yuan, I will take it away."

Zhang Ermao's eyes lit up, he quickly took the red note in his hand, and smiled apologetically at Ye Chen: "Brother, I still have Emperor Kangxi's ink stone paperweight, which is better kept than this one."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Zhang Ermao, don't I need to break those things of yours? I bought this paperweight first, and I'm not interested in giving it to others."

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't let go, Zhang Ermao couldn't help it.

After all, according to the rules of the antique trade, first-come, first-served, if he broke the rules, he would be unable to hang out on this antique street as soon as the news spread.

Zhang Ermao had no choice but to turn around, nodded and said to Young Master Qin, "Young Master Qin, this paperweight is really not a good thing, my family has something better..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Shaomeng kicked him on the waist and cursed: "You have grown courageous? I have bought several things from you, but now you are turning your elbows out to help a poor man say?"

Zhang Ermao was kicked until he sat on the ground, clutching his waist and moaning, complaining: "Young Master Qin, if he doesn't give it to me, I can't help it."

As he spoke, he gave Ye Chen a wink, wanting him to let the stone out.

Just by looking at Ye Chen's clothes and demeanor, one can tell that his family doesn't have much money, power or power.

But Young Master Qin is different. This is the famous second-generation ancestor in the literary and entertainment circle, and he has never been short of money since he was born.

Zhang Ermao didn't want to offend Young Master Qin, and didn't want to break the rules, so he could only wink at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen had seen Zhang Ermao's hint for a long time, but he ignored it, and said lightly: "No."

Zhang Ermao was really helpless, so he could only sit on the ground and whine, lest he be picked up by Qin Shao again to vent his anger.

"Look at your bastard!"

Qin Shao raised his eyebrows and scolded, and had no choice but to raise his head, squinted at Ye Chen, and said richly: "You bought it for 300 yuan, I will pay 30,000, you give it to me!"

The crowd of onlookers gasped, and they all looked at Ye Chen with jealous eyes.

The price of something bought for 300 yuan has increased by a hundred times before it is warmed up. This is a clear profit!

Besides, those pebbles can be seen by anyone who knows the goods. It was picked up on the river beach. There are many such broken stones on the river beach. Where is the paperweight of the emperor!

Xiao Changkun was also a little moved. After all, he made more than 20,000 yuan just by changing hands. Not to mention making up for yesterday's loss, he could still make a small profit.

Ye Chen raised his head, smiled at Young Master Qin, and said, "As I said just now, I won't sell it. Even if you offer 300,000 yuan, I still have these two words." JrNovels.com