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Chapter 15 The gangster eats the gangster

"You want to say one more thing? How much?"

Li Qingyuan yelled at the boss while holding the hairpin.

"Handsome boy, no matter how loud the sound is, it won't work. The purity of this thing is only 80%. The most I can give you is 13,000!"

The boss, wearing a white coat and flip-flops and a big thick necklace, said with a grim smile on his face.

"Fuck, this carving, this craftsmanship, this is my heirloom, passed down from the Han Dynasty, and you told me it's only 13,000?"

Empress Dowager He's hairpin is definitely the most advanced work of art in the Han Dynasty. The phoenix carved on it looks as if it can spread its wings and fly in the next second.

To be honest, if Li Qingyuan wasn't so broke, he would have considered keeping this thing to pick up girls.

After all, even a straight man like him felt his heart surge after seeing this hairpin. If it was given to a woman, it is estimated that 99% of women in the world would be crazy about it.

"Handsome boy, this thing is so new, and you told me it's an antique. Are you crazy?"

The fat boss pointed at the glittering gold hairpin and shouted.

This golden phoenix hairpin is indeed very beautiful. Although the purity of the gold is only 95%, one can tell from the shape that it was made by a master. It is no problem to sell it for one or two million.

"Depend on!"

Li Qingyuan took the hairpin back. It was true that he was short of money now, but he would never sell it at such a low price!

"How about I give you an extra two thousand, fifteen thousand?"

Seeing him put the hairpin back, the fat boss immediately shook his stomach in pain, and then began to bleed and scream.

"I'm not selling it anymore! Damn it!"

"Don't go! Eighteen thousand! Nineteen thousand! Twenty thousand! Twenty thousand, handsome boy! I'm paying the highest price!"

The fat boss shouted with gritted teeth, and his face looked conflicted and painful, as if he had paid a huge price.

He waved his sleeves and left without taking a cloud with him. He wanted to buy the empress dowager's gold hairpin for 20,000 yuan. Is this guy dreaming of having the best of everything?

The fat boss's eyes moved around, and it was obvious that he was thinking about something strange.

Anyone who dares to open a recycling shop these days naturally has some kind of color element on him. Li Qingyuan was wearing a takeaway vest, and at first glance he was a country boy from another place. The gold hairpin in his hand was so valuable that it made people inevitably have inappropriate thoughts.

"Little brother, why don't you take out the hairpin and let me see it again. I didn't see it clearly just now!"

The fat boss winked at his younger brother and asked him to be responsible for closing the door.

Although Shanghai is an international metropolis, in fact, many horrific things can happen even under the feet of the emperor.

Anyway, in the fat boss's opinion, this country bumpkin in front of him must have had some luck to steal or pick up such a priceless gold hairpin, so even if he robbed the other party, the other party would definitely not dare to call the police.

Besides, he is familiar with the people in charge of this area. By spending some money, he might be able to turn the tables and send the other party to jail.

"Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Looking at the little yellow-haired boy who was about to pull the shutter door, Li Qingyuan grabbed his arm and asked, "Let go of me - hey hey hey - it hurts, it hurts - big brother, let go! Big brother, let go!"

The little yellow-haired boy originally wanted to be arrogant, but suddenly he felt that his arms were about to be crushed, so he immediately began to beg.

The most important thing for those who want to make a living is good eyesight. Although you can definitely get a bonus by helping your boss do bad things, it would be stupid to sacrifice yourself for a few thousand dollars.

This delivery guy is so strong, if we fight, won’t he be kneeling on the ground begging for life in a minute?
"Boss, I advise you not to have any evil thoughts, or you may make money but not live to spend it!"

Li Qingyuan threw the little yellow-haired boy away, then glared at the fat boss and said.

It was the harmonious society that saved this guy, otherwise he would definitely know about the five equal parts of Shang Yang!
You must know that Li Qingyuan from the Three Kingdoms dimension dared to kill people with a knife as soon as he traveled through time. We are all Li Qingyuan, so he is no exception.

It was not until Li Qingyuan's figure disappeared in the vast crowd that the fat boss realized that his whole body was drenched in sweat.

Of course he had some means to open a recycling shop. In the past few years when there was no severe crackdown, he was also a well-known figure in the underworld. But just now, he was glared at by that damn delivery man, and he even felt that his soul was about to be scared away by him.

Damn, that’s not just a delivery man, he must be a serial killer on the run!
The gold hairpin was either robbed or stolen from some wealthy person's home. Should I call the police?

The fat boss thought for a long time tremblingly, and finally gave up the idea of calling the police.

If the other party is not a murderer, I would offend him if I called the police. But if he is really a murderer, he must have some support to dare to wander around the Magic City so brazenly. God knows if he has any accomplices?
Li Qingyuan naturally had no idea what the fat boss was thinking. He was now worried about how to make money!
In addition to Empress Dowager He's gold hairpin, the Three Kingdoms dimension also sent himself a jade pendant to hang on Liu Bian's body. The round jade pendant, which was emerald green, looked like the bottom of a beer bottle.

Of course, what the emperor wore could not be the bottom of a beer bottle, but a genuine imperial green jadeite.

Although he had never paid attention to the price of jadeite, he knew that this thing must be very expensive. After all, in many urban novels, the protagonists who wanted to get rich would gamble on stones and then open imperial green, right?

It's just that the protagonist in the novel can find a buyer immediately as long as he can tell the color of the imperial green, and there won't be any setbacks. But he almost encountered a vicious case of gangsters robbing gangsters just because he wanted to sell a gold hairpin. It's really sad.

These days, it is as difficult for poor people to turn their lives around as it is for carp to leap over the dragon gate. In the past, if you got some good things, you could say they were inherited from your ancestors, but now, even if they are ancestral treasures, poor people need to provide evidence.

As for how you are going to prove that this thing is your ancestral heirloom?

Sorry! If you can't prove this, then this thing is not yours!
If you are lucky, at most you will confiscate it. If you are unlucky -

never mind!

I know everything!

Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but feel a little sad.

I have treasures worth tens of millions but I can’t even sell them. This is enough.

Any roadside recycling shop would dare to have the idea of robbing other gangs, let alone those big companies and auction houses.

In the novel, it seems that as long as the protagonist gets some treasure, he can just take it to Sotheby's and auction it directly without any formalities. But the reality is that as soon as you step into the door, your ancestors for three generations will be investigated thoroughly.

Anyone who really thinks that those auction houses are good people has a hole in his brain!

How did those auction houses get started and why do they have so many treasures? You can figure it out with just a little thought!

The auction house would naturally welcome those celebrities with a smile, but for a delivery man like himself who is an orphan, as long as people knew that he had a treasure worth tens of millions in his arms, no matter how good he was at fighting, it would be of no use.

(End of this chapter)