Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Qu Hai asked again, but still no one was interested in taking over. Not only was he a little sad, but thinking about it, [-] million, it was just in vain.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly asked weakly, "Uncle, how much do you want to sell?"

"Eh?" Qu Hai was taken aback, looked up in the crowd, and saw the little girl just now.

This little girl obviously doesn't know how to gamble with stones. Judging by her clothes, she should be the kind of little girl raised by a richer family.

"This—" Qu Hai thought for a while before saying, "200 million."

Duanmu Baolian walked to the front, stretched out her hand to touch the hideously cut boulder, and after a long while, she pouted and said, "Uncle, your pocket money is not enough for 200 million, you should be cheaper."

Duanmu Baolian felt that this uncle called her a second-hand man again, so she absolutely couldn't accept the second-hand price.

Qu Hai was taken aback for a moment, and everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard the words.

"Then how much do you say?" Qu Hai asked almost stubbornly, what can you say to a seventeen or eighteen year old girl?

"20!" Duanmu Baolian said with a smile.

"You..." Qu Hai was stunned, he never dreamed that Duanmu Baolian looked so innocent, but the bargaining was so ruthless.

But Duanmu Baolian was thinking in her heart at this time, 20, although it is also a second-hand price, but after all, she can cut it up and play with it, so she will reluctantly make a second-hand one.

"20 is too little." Qu Hai shook his head and said, "At least 180 million."

Duanmu Baolian bargained with him, and finally settled on 90 yuan, and she refused to add any more. The reason is very simple. Just now, she just cut off 90 yuan. There are more brothers, otherwise, when she goes back, her father will beat her ass into four pieces.

Moreover, the most important thing is that she has repeatedly stated that she doesn't have much pocket money.

Qu Hai had no choice but to see that although others watched a lot, but no one was willing to take over, he immediately finalized the price of 90.But Duanmu Baolian cheered, immediately asked for Qu Hai's account, and then called to transfer the money.

Qu Hai knew in his heart that he had been tricked by this little girl, she definitely had a lot of pocket money, and the people who could make a bank transfer with a phone call at this time were definitely big bankers.

Waiting for the transfer to be successful, Duanmu Baolian wandered around the fragmented stones, looked at Qu Hai with Xingxing eyes, and asked, "Uncle, do these big stones belong to me?"

"Yes, these big rocks belong to you completely." Qu Hai smiled. He was angry when she said they were rocks just now, but now, these rocks belong to her. Whatever she likes to say, he doesn't seem to deserve it. I have an opinion.

"Haha——" Duanmu Baolian laughed exaggeratedly, "Great, I want to cut it into jade tofu, two big brothers, please help me!"

While talking, she pointed to the big piece on the ground and said, "Help me lift this piece to the stone breaker."

Soon, the jade wool was fixed on the stone-breaking machine again, and the man asked, "Little sister, how do you want to cut it?"

"That's it!" Duanmu Baolian picked up the oil pen from the ground, and drew a line directly on the rock, "Just give me a cut from here."