Qian Xihong was stunned and then seriously looked at the person in front of her, or the backpack behind her. The bag looked not big, and at most it could only hold two antiques. Besides, what she said was quite reasonable.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. After Su Jijun was the president for so many years, it is impossible for him to have no collection. Now it is time to use money again...

After some thought, Qian Xihong's mouth suddenly burst into laughter, "Look at what you said, is Lao Qian such a person? If this colorful dragon and phoenix pattern bowl was a pair, I would definitely give you a good price, now."

"Forget it, just think I'm good at it. I won't reduce the discounted price for you. 600,000. What do you think?"

Su Jiuyu's eyes lit up, bringing out the right surprise and gratitude, "Then thank you Boss Qian. I will definitely come to you next time I have something."

“Hahaha, it’s easy to say…”

When he left the door, he could still hear a reminder behind him. Su Jiuyu looked at the check that had been worth 100,000 more than he originally had, and a trace of evil aura arose at the corner of his mouth. Whoever can't use commercial methods depends on who has used them. The old fox still wants to cheat her money, but there is no door!

Very good, a total of 1.6 million, not much, but it can solve her urgent need.

After getting the money, Su Jiuyu was not in a hurry to go home. Without saying a word, she carried her empty backpack and once again walked back to the antique stall in front.

After looking at it with the sky eyes twice, she soon found that the few things she had just seen were still there. She breathed a sigh of relief. She walked to one of the stalls, picked up a blue and white branch plate and looked it casually, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

The hawker who was about to doze off was immediately happy when he heard the price question. He immediately opened his throat and praised him, "You have such a good vision. This is the blue and white branch market in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. You know, it was the first peak in the production of porcelain in the Ming Dynasty." Halfway through the praise, he suddenly saw the person in front of him, glared at him, almost scaring himself again!

"Why are you again?"

Isn’t this person the girl who asked him before, where to buy antiques with reasonable prices?!

Su Jiuyu shook the blue and white branches in her hand with a funny look, saying casually, "It's me, I've met the boss again, please tell me the price?"

The vendor turned his eyes and looked at the cramped bag behind her. Thinking of what happened before, he immediately laughed so hard that he disappeared. This is a rich man!

He rubbed his hands and said, "Hehe, little girl, since it is the first peak in the production of porcelain in the Ming Dynasty, the historical value is definitely not as ordinary as usual. I will not criticize you. For the sake of our destiny, the price is two million at one price!"

Su Jiuyu's lips twitched, and she wanted to tell the person in front of her that you wrote the big words "I'm just typing you" from both physiognomy and psychology. She curled her lips. Does she look so easy to deceive?

Just as I was about to speak, a sarcasm suddenly came from behind!

"Yeah, isn't this Su Jiuyu?"

In a somewhat overly familiar tone, she turned around and saw Sun Jiani walking over with a sarcastic look on her face.

Sun Jiani was unprepared and directly hit Su Jiuyu's right face, covered with burning marks. She was shocked and took a breath. Although they all said this at school, it is probably only Yu Xin and Senior Mingze who have actually seen Su Jiuyu's disfigured face.

I can see it truly now, and the impact can be imagined!

For a moment, my mood suddenly became very good. Even the stuffy breath I felt when I was traveling two days ago was swept away and I even smiled strangely, "I just heard that there was a disfigured person here to pawn antiques. I was wondering if it was you, but I didn't expect that I really met me."

As he said that, Sun Jiani glanced at the broken plate in her hand contemptuously, "Ha, you might be an antique at home and feel that you have no face. You want to buy a fake and go back to serve as a storefront, right? Unfortunately, a fake is a fake. No matter how similar it is, a fake cannot become real."

The vendor was unhappy, "I said this little girl, what you said is wrong. How can you say I am a fake?"

Sun Jiani smiled proudly and pointed at Su Jiuyu, looking arrogant, "It's not a fake? Don't joke, right, the former famous lady of the Su family in front of you is the young lady of the Su family. Now she is poor and wants to sell a car. She is used to subsidize the household income. She still owes a lot of foreign debts. You said you are not a fake, can she afford it?"

The vendor choked and felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He drowned in his stomach and cursed inwardly. He thought he was a rich man, but he didn't expect that he was a pauper.

He had thought about the identity of the little girl in front of him. After all, there were so many people on the street just now, and there were always a few insiders. But at least he had just taken the antique, but even if he was not the eldest lady of the Su family, the money on him was real!

I never thought that there was such a thing. After working on it for a long time, I just became an antique and wanted to buy a few fakes to make it a storefront?

The vendor suddenly became depressed and asked unwillingly: "Is your car really sold?"

Su Jiuyu nodded and answered sincerely, "Sold."

"You must have sold the antiques again?"

"Well, I'm short of money." It's also short of money to invest.

The vendor was bored and waved his hand with a look of indifference, "Okay, okay, you can take it for a hundred yuan. Now you have to buy crafts at this price. The cost of running away is not expensive."

Anyway, he collected this thing in the countryside for fifty dollars.

Su Jiuyu's face was calm from beginning to end, but when he heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately took out a hundred yuan and said, "Give it."

Suddenly, he smiled at Sun Jiani with a meaningful look. Sun Jiani was puzzled and rubbed her arms. Could it be that she was burned by fire once, not only ruining her appearance, but also burning her mind?

No one saw that when the blue and white branches were placed in the backpack, Su Jiuyu smiled deeply, and he patted his backpack with a baby. He said that, of course, this was not from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, but from the blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

It is not as high as the sky-high price of Yuan blue and white porcelain, and the price is not high, but it is easy to sell for two or three million!
Chapter completed!