Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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The man took the incense burner in his hand and began to regret it again. "This must be an antique. I still have to get an appraisal from an antique shop before talking about it. Otherwise, I lose."

"Well, if the appraisal is not antique, I will give you up to two hundred yuan."

Yang Zimei said casually, "Or, I'll give you ten thousand now. You choose."

The man's eyes began to twist and twist.

Whether this incense burner is antique or not, he really doesn't know. He only saw it on the incense case when he knew it was very small.

His family ancestors were not a wealthy family. It stands to reason that there should be no antiques passed down.

Even if it does, it should be sold.

Seeing Yang Zimei so casual.

He was also worried that if it was judged that it was not antique, then he would lose 10,000 yuan in vain.

What the **** is going on?

Yang Zimei pulled the dragon away every day.

Antiques have always tested eyesight and guts.

It depends on how much vision and guts the man has.

If he would give up 10,000 yuan and take it to an antique shop for identification, then he might make hundreds of thousands.

If you don't, then you make it yourself.

She didn't take less than ten steps, and the man chased after him, "Oh, I said, my little sister, I sell you this incense burner at a loss, 20,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand."

Yang Zimei definitely didn't want to raise him any more.

If the price increases, he will doubt that it is a valuable antique.

"Fifteen thousand."

"Ten thousand, I said uncle, if you want to sell, sell it, don't worry about it, we have to rush home, don't fret." Yang Zimei said impatiently.

The man gritted his teeth. "Ten thousand is ten thousand. Now give cash immediately."

Yang Zimei asked Long to go to the nearby counter machine every day to withdraw 10,000 pieces of cash.

The man gave her the censer.

Holding the ten thousand brand-new hundred-dollar bill in his hand, the man spit in excitement and spit.

That ’s great. He has money to gamble again. No need to please his wife. He reached out and asked her for money. Fortunately, he was smart just now. Hearing his wife said that there are young men and women who look rich in clothes and dress themselves The thrown incense burner was thrown away, and he immediately became suspicious, suspecting that he had thrown the treasure, so he chased after him.

It's 10,000 for nothing now!

He immediately held the 10,000, first went to those bubble lovers in the hair salon, had fun, and then entered the underground casino ...

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"Hehe, I realized that I really didn't have a fortune. I obviously wanted to pick it up for nothing, but it cost me 10,000 more."

Yang Zimei said the incense burner.

"You little thing is quite a traitor."

Long reached out every day and took the incense burner. "It's so dirty and so heavy, let me mention it."

Yang Zimei spit out his tongue. "Let's go directly to Brunei Street and let Mr. Song help clean it, and by the way identify the age and value of this incense burner."

"it is good."

Although Long Zhutian was a little anxious to go back and get the sword again, she didn't follow her because she was so interested.

In fact, Yang Zimei also knew that he was anxious to take the sword, but he was deliberately dragging because he was worried about what would happen.

Come to Brunei Street.

The hawkers on the street all knew Yang Zimei, and when she saw her with a tall, handsome, cold-tempered man, they dared not say hello.

Yang Zimei didn't put on a shelf, and when she saw someone familiar, she shouted enthusiastically.

Someone asked boldly, "Little eyebrow, who is he?"

"Hey, my boyfriend."

Yang Zi frowned.

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