Personal Bodyguard in Japan

This is so... What a big truth!

Can you make a fortune without being a profiteer?

The stall owner looked at Yu Wencheng's stupidity. He still took a chance. What if I look like him?

So he adjusted his expression and continued to play according to the script with a sad face: "this is left by my grandmother. She has always regarded it as a treasure. If it weren't for our difficulties, I would never sell it!"

Yu Wencheng rubbed the hairpin with his thumb: "the performance was quite serious... OK, how much is it?"

"300000 yen!" the stall owner said sincerely, "the original price is 500000 yuan, but your little brother is so lucky and loves my family treasure so much that he gave you a 60% discount. How about it? Is it interesting enough?"

Yu Wencheng sighed: "I don't believe you just said that your family is in trouble, but now... I really believe you. Haven't the family boiled for several days?"

Stall owner: "

He hesitated for a long time: "ah... Yes, yes... You, how can you see it?"

"Hey! Only poor and crazy people will turn garbage into treasure..."

Stall owner: "

"But it's wrong of you to do so." Yu Wencheng waved his hand with dignity: "if you can't eat, you can beg! Pull down the erhu at the bottom of the overpass! It's really not good. You can rob! How can you be deceived?"

Stall owner: "

Robbery... How is it better than Mongolian?

"Keep it for others." Yu Wencheng threw down his hairpin: "I wanted to help you. Unfortunately, you may not be able to eat for several days when I leave..."

"No, No." the stall owner smiled awkwardly: "we can discuss this matter. I don't know how much money Sir plans to pay, whether it's more or less. There's discussion and discussion."

"80000 yen. One more point and I'll leave."

80000!

I thought I was an expert. I turned out to be such a fool!

The stall owner was happy, but he still pretended to be hesitant. Of course, this hairpin is not an heirloom, but he collected it from the local elderly, and the cost is only 30000 yen. However, acting generally requires a full set. Generally, when killing people, if you don't feel the pain of flesh, people will always feel cheated.

"Forget it, Chinese friends, it's cheap for you." the stall owner was afraid of yuwencheng's regret. He put the hairpin into a small wooden box and handed it to yuwencheng.

Yu Wencheng took it and paid 80000 yen.

The two politely nodded to each other and smiled like two children weighing two hundred pounds.

"Wait... Wait!"

Yu Wencheng turned around and a beautiful Japanese girl came behind him.

The girl looks about 20 years old, with long hair waist high, beautiful appearance, body-building, healthy wheat skin and sexy.

At this time, she was holding a small black law bucket in her hand. Her big face, which was so ugly and naturally cute, made people want to laugh at it.

She shouted to the stall owner, "this hairpin is clearly my first choice. How can you sell it to others!"

The stall owner looked sad: "little girl, you just looked at it before and didn't say to buy it. I didn't give a deposit. I can only sell it to other guests."

The girl was very angry and glared at the stall owner, then turned to Yu Wencheng and said, "how much did you buy it?"

"80000 yen."

The girl said proudly, "I'll give you double and give me the hairpin."

Yu Wencheng shook his head, "don't sell."

The stall owner's face is green. Shit, what's my hurry? I can double it later!

"Triple! Triple?"

The stall owner on one side covered his chest, and a mouthful of blood was in his throat. Three times, in a moment, he lost 160000 yen!

He looked at Yu Wencheng hard. If he hadn't estimated that he couldn't fight, he would have grabbed the hairpin back.

As a result, Yu Wencheng chucked up the wooden box: "bye."

The girl's neck was a little thick: "enough! Do you want to start the price on the ground? Three times the price is not enough? That was what I liked!"

After some entanglement, many people came together and watched the excitement.

Yu Wencheng looked at the girl curiously: "what you like is yours?"

"Yes!"

"Then I have a crush on you."

Girl: "

Yu Wencheng sighed: "do you understand this hairpin with such an offer?"

Girl: "..." she knows a sesame. The reason why she wants to buy this hairpin is entirely because it fits her eyes. For some people, closing the eyes is a very sufficient reason.

It's not fun to be rich and willful.

"If you want, two million yen." Yu Wencheng stretched out two fingers.

"Two million?"

The girl was surprised and angry. She was surprised because of the extremely high price, while her anger was because of the starting price of Yu Wencheng's seat. There was a scale for being rich and willful, okay? At this moment, even the little fadou shouted twice like a demonstration.

"Hey! Don't deceive people too much!" the girl's almond eyes are wide open, her small face is bulging, and her anger is so cute.

Yu Wencheng said in a loud voice: "this is left by my grandmother. She has always regarded it as a treasure! Don't say our family has no difficulties. Even if there is, I won't sell it below this price!"

Girl: "

Stall owner: "

Your sister's mother! You're loud! Why did you copy the lines before you bought it?

The stall owner wants to die and doesn't want to die. He just hopes that the boy is just fooling around. This hairpin is not really valuable. Otherwise, it's only 80000 from his grandmother's hand. It's too embarrassing to change to two million in a second from his grandmother's hand.

"Little brother."

At this moment, an old man in a formal dress came over, smiled and said, "you say this hairpin can be worth 2 million yen?"

Yuwen nodded and said, "at least."

"I still have some research on Chinese antiques. Can you show me?" the old man looked gentle and learned.

Yu Wencheng casually handed over the hairpin.

The old man put the hairpin in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment. Many people stood around, as if waiting for his identification.

"It's good. The material should be Hotan jade, which belongs to medium and high quality. It should be a work of China's Qing Dynasty. The hairpin has dragon patterns on the body and the front end is dragon head. It's an authentic white jade dragon head hairpin. According to the market price, it should be about one million yen, which is still a little high."

The old man made a comment, which surprised everyone around, and the girl was surprised, her cheeks red.

The stall owner didn't do anything. He squatted on the ground and covered his chest. An old blood gushed out. He can't stand up. If he can stand up, he must spray Yuwen into a face. He doesn't do anything. He just wants a momentum.

Yu Wencheng looked at the old man with some surprise: "yo! Expert!"

"Old Yamamoto still has some research in the field of Chinese antique culture," Yamamoto said with a smile.

Yuwen Cheng nodded: "come on. Try my own silk pulled fried noodles."

YAMAMOTO: "

It's good to talk about antiques. Why did you suddenly start advertising chewing gum?

"Cough. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry to collude." yuwencheng scratched his head. "This... Mr. Yamamoto's studious spirit is still commendable, but he still lacks experience. You missed it. This hairpin is worth at least two million."

"What?" Yamamoto felt a little strange and picked up the hairpin to look at it carefully.

Yu Wencheng smiled calmly and said, "don't trust your eyes too much."

Yamamoto reacted and rubbed the hairpin with his thumb. His face changed instantly.