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Chapter 68: The high price is a gimmick, honesty ensures safety

In response to Xiuchun's worries, Wu Wei just waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, even if we want to trade, it's not now."

At least give her some time to rest for a few months.

Otherwise, someone as smart as Qin Xiuru would definitely think that this shabby kiln factory is a hot commodity.

It is not impossible to just raise the price.

Of course, even after leaving it alone for a while, Wu Wei did not plan to show up in person.

In short, we must not let Qin Xiuru have any chance to take advantage of this matter.

Otherwise, something bad might happen.

In a blink of an eye, it’s August 8th.

At the stall on East Street, Wu Xiuchun had just sold out the fake collars she had made yesterday and was starting to pack up.

Then someone asked, "Girl, are you selling this stool?"

When Wu Xiuchun heard this voice, he felt like he was listening to the sound of nature.

These two heavy stools have been brought back and forth every day for almost a week, but no one has shown any interest in them.

Finally someone asked this question today.

When I looked up, I saw an old man wearing glasses, who looked like a retired cadre from the government.

"For sale, for sale, old sir."

The old man pushed up his glasses and asked, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"

Wu Xiuchun has been setting up the stall and doing business for such a long time that he has already learned how to read people's expressions and bargain.

Seeing this, he did not answer but asked: "Old sir, you have such a good eye, you can tell at a glance that you are a connoisseur, right?"

Even if it were an ordinary person, it would be a bit stressful.

Moreover, the old man was not an ordinary person. He said more proudly, "It's a huanghuali stool. If you can't even tell this, I wouldn't ask any more questions."

Wu Xiuchun gave a thumbs up and said, "The old gentleman has a keen eye, and he is indeed a connoisseur of goods. My second brother said that since you are a connoisseur of goods, you can name your price."

The old man squatted down, tilted the wooden stool to the ground, and looked at it for a moment.

Then he suddenly realized: "No wonder they added a new coat of paint, it was to cover up the signs of restoration."

He raised his head, pulled down his glasses, looked directly at Wu Xiuchun and said, "Miss, although this is antique furniture, after such a restoration, the price must be discounted. How about this, 400 yuan each, I want both, how about 800 yuan?"

This price has exceeded Wu Wei's pricing.

Wu Xiuchun naturally had no reason to refuse: "Okay, old sir, I'll follow your price."

The old man stood up and patted his pockets, then suddenly realized, "I don't have that much on me. How about this, you take the stool and go back with me. We can pay and receive the goods?"

Wu Xiuchun showed his vigilance, took a step back and said, "How about this, old man, I will wait for you here for half an hour."

"If you can make it back, come."

"If you can't make it back in time, you can go back early tomorrow. But I can't guarantee that they won't be bought by someone else."

The old man obviously knew the girl's concerns, so he could only leave in a hurry and said, "I will be back in half an hour."

Finally, the two heavy stools were sold, and Wu Xiuchun was so happy that she couldn't contain herself.

What’s the big deal about waiting half an hour longer?
But just as the old man left, a middle-aged man came over and said, "I'll buy these two stools, 450 each, how about it?"

As he said this, he squatted down and counted the money in front of Wu Xiuchun.

If I can sell it for 100 yuan more, it would be a lie to say I'm not tempted.

But now that the old man had just passed away, she sold it to someone else and she couldn't get over it.

"I'm sorry, brother, this stool has been ordered."

The middle-aged man asked nonchalantly, "Did he pay? Did he pay the deposit?"

These questions left Wu Xiuchun speechless.

But Xiuchun refused to give in and said, "No, I mean what I said. I said I'll wait for him for half an hour, and that's it."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and directly raised the price to 500 yuan. He made an extra 200 yuan from the two stools.

Xiuchun still refused to give in, and kept looking back at the clock on the wall of the store.

After a moment, the middle-aged man directly raised the price to 600 yuan, which was much more than what the old man offered.

Now even Xiuchun realized that something was wrong.

Are these two stools really that valuable?
Why do you want people to be so aggressive and complain?

Finally, twenty-seven or twenty-eight minutes later, the old man appeared on East Street with a woman in her thirties.

The woman complained as she rode her bike, "Dad, what kind of antique furniture can there be on East Street? Are you old and blind? Are you mistaken?"

The old man sat in the back, looking forward to it, and was already anxious.

Hearing this, he was too lazy to care about his daughter's emotions, "I'm not old yet, how can I be confused?"

After saying that, the old man saw that a lot of people gathered in front of Wu Xiuchun's stall.

My heart skipped a beat. Could the food have gone bad and been bought by someone else?
He immediately urged the woman, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up."

A moment later, in front of Wu Xiuchun's stall.

The old man didn't care about his daughter who was waiting for the car, and he couldn't wait to push through the crowd, squeezed in and said, "I'm here, girl!"

Wu Xiuchun was also delighted when she saw this: "I finally waited for you, old sir."

Even if the old man didn't come today, Xiuchun didn't plan to sell it.

The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously not a good person. If he sold it to him, he would lose both his property and his money.

The old man looked down and saw that the middle-aged man was holding on to the stool and refused to let go.

They seemed like they would start fighting if there was any disagreement.

"Young man, even if the deal fails, there is still righteousness. No matter what, you can't force a sale, right?"

The middle-aged man said confidently: "I'll pay 600 yuan for this one, the highest bidder wins! If you're capable, you can also pay 600 yuan!"

This is an attempt to drive the old cadres away.

However, Wu Xiuchun was not fooled and immediately said, "Old sir, we agreed on 400 yuan per seat, and that's 400 yuan. If you come back within half an hour, the stool will be yours."

The crowd immediately started talking.

Some people say Xiuchun is stupid for not selling it even though the price was so high.

Some people say that it is wrong for middle-aged men to rush to buy it.

At this time, the old man's daughter finally squeezed in, and the aura from her body suddenly stunned the middle-aged man.

Old cadres may be retired, so there is no need to worry.

But her daughter, at first glance, is an official's wife and has a complicated background.

If we really go head-on, I'm afraid we'll run into a tough opponent.

With this thought in mind, the middle-aged man decisively let go.

The old man and Wu Xiuchun settled the payment and goods, completing the transaction.

Without any disagreements or disputes, the crowd dispersed.

The old man asked his daughter to pick up the two round wooden stools, but he did not let Xiuchun leave directly. He said, "Miss, do you have any other Huanghuali furniture at home?"

Xiuchun was stunned. It was true, but she still shook her head subconsciously.

The old man saw it, but said calmly: "Let's go, it's on the way back."

Carrying a huge sum of more than 800 yuan in cash and having just offended that man, Xiuchun felt like a thorn in her back and her legs were shaking.

After hearing what the old man said, she understood.

Xiuchun took out a piece of paper, turned around and went straight to the public phone and said, "Old man, let me make a call."

(End of this chapter)