I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 188 Rejection
Not far away, Dong Dahai, who was chatting with several stall owners, had also stopped talking at this moment.

With a distance of seven or eight meters, whether it was him or the stall owners, their eyes had already fallen on Chen Hai and the old man.

"I didn't expect that there were really people interested in that kind of yellow paper at this exchange meeting!"

"You can buy a large stack of yellow paper for a few dollars, cut it out, and draw a few random strokes, and you can sell it for hundreds or thousands?"

"If there is such a business to do, what kind of antiques should I sell?"

The one who spoke was a stall owner named Lao Zhang.

When he said these words, his voice was very soft, probably only a few people around him could understand what he said!
There was a strong sense of disdain in his words, and everyone could understand the sourness in his words.

He came here to set up a stall at the auction. Although he came a bit late, he had already been here for two or three hours.

In the glass display case at Lao Zhang's booth, dozens of items were placed, almost occupying the entire space in the display case.

But until now, he is still zero eggs, and he has not sold any items at all.

After seeing the two pieces of yellow paper Chen Hai placed in the showcase, someone was willing to pay 1000 yuan to buy them, but the idiot boy was still unwilling to sell them, he was full of jealousy and sourness.

"Shh, keep your voice down, Lao Zhang!"

"The old man who wants to buy yellow paper is Wei Zhidong!"

"If you want to be heard by him, aren't you afraid of causing unnecessary trouble?"

Another stall owner called Lao Zhou, with a strange face, quickly made a silent gesture at Lao Zhang, and warned him in a low voice.

"Wei Zhidong? The big boss Wei who occupies nearly half of the aquatic product industry in Kyoto?"

Old Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and he quickly shrank his head.

Although someone like him who is in the antique business is considered to have a small fortune, compared with Wei Zhidong, he is undoubtedly several grades behind.

"Yes, that's him. I've heard people say that this Boss Wei has been obsessed with Yi Xue in recent years, and is very interested in some things of Taoism."

"The yellow paper in our eyes, in the eyes of Boss Wei, is a Taoist talisman."

"It's hard to buy a good heart with a thousand dollars. With his wealth, it's not surprising that he spends hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy something he likes!"

The stall owner, Lao Zhou, approached Lao Zhang and explained to him.

Hearing what he said, several stall owners, including Lao Zhang, immediately felt relieved.

"Old Dong, isn't that young man your junior?"

"Boss Wei is willing to spend a lot of money to buy his two yellow papers. He has no money, but he refuses!"

"Why don't you go over and persuade him?"

"How much money can be earned from those two yellow papers is only second to none. With this transaction, if we can build some relationship with Boss Wei, that is the real benefit!"

The stall owners, Lao Zhou and Zhang, discussed in low voices for a while, and all their eyes fell on Dong Dahai.

"Brothers, don't look at me like that!"

"I do know the young man you mentioned, and I brought him in."

"But he is not my junior. In front of him, I have to call him Mr. Chen."

"I don't care what he wants to do. I can't interfere with what he decides!"

Shrugging, Dong Dahai smiled wryly and explained.

If he was the one who set up the stall, and someone offered a thousand dollars for the talismans drawn on the two pieces of yellow paper, he would definitely sell them without saying a word.

Then, he would take out another stack of talismans from his bag and ask the other party if he wanted some more!
You know, in this era, for ordinary people, 1000 yuan is really not a small amount.

Especially for college students like Chen Hai, save a little, and the annual living expenses of 1000 yuan are barely enough!
Although Dong Dahai knew that Chen Hai shouldn't be short of money, he still didn't quite understand Chen Hai's refusal to sell the talisman to Wei Zhidong.

Not far away, in front of Chen Hai's showcase.

Wei Zhidong, an old man in Tang suit, was obviously stunned when he heard Chen Hai's refusal.

"Young man, 1000 yuan for two talismans. The price I've offered you is already extremely generous. Do you think it's too little?"

"Then what price do you think you can sell these two talismans to reach your psychological price?"

Frowning slightly, Wei Zhidong was obviously displeased, he snorted softly, and asked back.

He was really interested in Taoist talismans. At this exchange meeting, he asked himself, there should be no one else who could offer a higher price for the two talismans in front of him.

Under such circumstances, his kindness was rejected outright, and he would inevitably feel a little unhappy about it.

"Old man, it's also my first time selling amulets. I don't know what the price of this thing is!"

"You asked me to make an offer, I think it's better to forget it!"

"At the exchange meeting, there are many good things, you can go to other places to see..."

Hesitating in his heart, Chen Hai was silent for a while, he smiled wryly, and said.

He knows the effect of the Dao talisman drawn by himself.

Forget about the corpse talisman, if there are tens of thousands of yuan a piece, he might just sell it!

But that dirty talisman, if you want to successfully draw it, the difficulty is hell level.

Even the Yin Snake Gu, which is almost unsolvable in Xiangxi Gu art, can be easily solved with a single talisman. One can imagine the value of the Taoist talisman.

In Chen Hai's eyes, if such a talisman was sold, it would cost three to five million yuan, so he wouldn't think about it at all!

But such a psychological price, as long as he knows it in his own mind.

In front of a layman like Wei Zhidong, if he said his psychological value, it would only make people laugh and be generous, and it would only arouse contempt.

That being the case, if Chen Hai was asked to offer a price, he felt that it would be better not to mention it at all!

"Young man, you don't want to sell things when you put them on display, so why did you tell me to look elsewhere?"

"What do you mean? Are you going to play hard to get and kill me, Wei Zhidong?"

"Okay! I really want to buy these two talismans of yours. Do you want to make more money? I'll let you get what you want!"

"At the previous price, I'll double it for you, two talismans, 2000 yuan, what do you think?"

Wei Zhidong spoke again.

Although he chose to compromise and doubled the purchase price of the two talismans, his complexion was obviously already very ugly.

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have held back a lot of anger in his heart, almost on the verge of exploding.

Although the area to the southeast of the exhibition hall is less popular and relatively deserted, some people still come here after all!
Wei Zhidong is well-known in Kyoto and has a wide circle of people.

Seeing him here, he seemed to be having an unpleasant fight with a certain stall owner. Many people stopped nearby and surrounded him.

"Boss Wei, what good things are you looking for? Dao talisman? Is there still this thing for sale at this exchange meeting?"

"Boss Wei is a master of Yi Xue, and he has always had a lot of experience in Taoist talismans!"

"Young man, you're lucky. You set up a stall to sell talismans, and you happened to meet Boss Wei. Otherwise, ordinary people would be too lazy to take a second look at this thing you sell!"

"In the circle, Boss Wei has a good reputation. When he buys things, the price is always fair. When he finds something he really likes, he can accept a little more money."

"Boss Wei has already offered two thousand talismans drawn on yellow paper. Where can I find such a good thing? Young man, hurry up and sell it!"

……

Among the onlookers, there were many people who knew Wei Zhidong or wanted to win his favor.

These people, following Wei Zhidong, put on airs one by one, sang together, flattered him, and encouraged Chen Hai to sell the Dao Fu quickly.

"Sorry, Boss Wei, I'm sure I won't be able to sell these two Taoist talismans at this price!"

After putting away the two talismans and putting them back in the showcase, Chen Hai still shook his head and refused.

It is true that he is very short of money now.

However, what he lacked was not thousands of dollars, but tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.

If the dao talisman that was finally refined can only be sold for 2000 yuan, it would be better to put it in your pocket and take it home!

If he really can't make any money and can't make up the money he owes to buy the house, he thinks that he might as well go under the overpass and set up a stall to help people divination.

With his divination level, as long as he can meet a real high-roller and make a fortune, it is not impossible!
Of course, when helping people divination, you still need to have some sharp eyesight.

Just two days ago, when I was reading the newspaper in the reading room of the school, I saw a real case of a fortune teller who was hacked to death at home because he was too accurate.

Not many well-known folk fortune-tellers, if their calculations are inaccurate, they will be called liars, and if their calculations are too accurate, they will easily get into trouble.

I have to say that people who eat this bowl of rice really feel very embarrassed!

If fame and word-of-mouth really come up, this situation will be much better. For example, the White Dragon King of Siam is an obvious example.

It's not forced, if there is really no other way, Chen Hai definitely doesn't want to set up a divination booth under the overpass, after all, it's a bit too expensive.

"Young people are not enough to swallow elephants, young man, I will ask you a price, but you won't sell it, but you won't give a reason."

"Do you think that I, Wei, are easy to talk and easy to bully?"

"There are surveillance cameras on the exhibition hall. With your current behavior, if I go to the organizer to complain, do you think your booth can continue?"

Still being rejected by Chen Hai, and under the watchful eyes of all the people, Wei Zhidong's face had already darkened.

Looking directly at Chen Hai coldly, there was already some threatening meaning in his words.

Looking at his posture, it seems that if Chen Hai doesn't give him a satisfactory answer, he will really go to the reporting party to complain to Chen Hai without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)