"Young man, are you sure you don't believe in evil? If something happens and you become a ghost, don't come back to find me."
The stall owner immediately found paper and a pen and wrote a receipt in front of Li Yang, handing it over.
After Li Yang read it, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, boss. If I have anything else, it's that I'm lucky. This kind of thing is nothing to me. Boss, I'm taking your ring!"
With that, Li Yang unceremoniously picked up the ring, put it in his pocket, and left.
As the stall owner watched Li Yang turn away, he revealed a sinister smile, thinking, "Young people are still young people. They don't understand the principle of suffering great losses by being greedy for small gains."
As his words fell, he slowly took out a yellow paper from under the stall, bit his finger, and wrote a string of strange characters on the yellow paper. With a flash of spiritual light from his palm, he quickly controlled the talisman and followed closely behind Li Yang.
Li Yang hadn't noticed yet, but when he returned to his original spot, he inexplicably found that Qin Bingqin was gone.
"Where did the beautiful Qin go? I just went to buy a ring, and she got lost?"
Li Yang looked around but couldn't see Qin Bingqin's face.
However, just as he was about to look for her, his gaze suddenly fell on a figure crouching on the ground not far away, holding a piece of jewelry and haggling with the boss.
Li Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking, "You said you didn't need my help. Look at you trying to find things yourself, still getting ripped off? In the end, you'll still need my help."
Helpless, Li Yang had no choice but to walk over, quietly squat behind her, and watch how she was being swindled.
"Boss, can this porcelain statue be a little cheaper? I really like it, but eighty thousand is too expensive." Qin Bingqin held a white porcelain carving of a mountain landscape Buddha and smiled at the boss.
"Young lady, I'm asking you eighty thousand for this. It's already very cheap. If it were someone else, you wouldn't be able to buy it for less than a million. I see that you're young and it's not easy for you to earn money, and you genuinely like this item, so I'm selling it to you."
The stall owner shook his head, refused to bargain with Qin Bingqin, and even reached out to snatch the item back.
Seeing the boss about to put the item back, Qin Bingqin pleaded again, "Boss, how about this, you don't insist on eighty thousand, I'll give you sixty-five thousand, will you sell it to me?"
"Seven hundred thousand is the lowest. I won't waste your time. If you want it, take it; if not, leave it," the stall owner said, waving his hand.
"Alright, seven hundred thousand it is!"
Qin Bingqin gritted her teeth and finally took out her card, handing it directly to the stall owner.
However, just as the stall owner happily reached out to take the card, his hand was suddenly slapped on the back of his hand, causing him to immediately retract it in pain.
He looked up and saw a man crouching behind Qin Bingqin. His anger surged, and he glared at Li Yang, saying, "What are you doing, kid?"
"This boss, you're quite unscrupulous. You have the nerve to ask seventy thousand for such a low-grade imitation? I think seven hundred yuan would be more like it," Li Yang said dismissively.
"Are you saying my item is fake?"
The stall owner endured the pain in the back of his hand and glared fiercely at Li Yang, saying, "You're young, what do you know about antiques? Let me tell you, this is a genuine Song Dynasty porcelain, priceless, and it was unearthed just two days ago."
"How dare you say this is fake? Have you ever seen what a real one looks like?"
"I haven't seen a real one, but yours is definitely fake."
Li Yang snatched the item from Qin Bingqin's hand, weighed it, and shook his head with a smile, saying, "With such a thick body, you have the nerve to call it from the Song Dynasty? The weight of Song Dynasty porcelain bodies is at most half of this."
"My girlfriend doesn't understand porcelain, but you think no one does? You still want to fool her with this modern dyeing craft."
"Li Yang, are you sure this is fake? But I think it's also a handicraft, and it looks normal in color, with an ancient texture, like something from the Song Dynasty," Qin Bingqin asked doubtfully.
"He's bluffing you. That's just a very old aging technique, different from modern ones. It's a coloring aging technique that makes it look no different from the real thing, but in reality, its material is not Song Dynasty porcelain."
Li Yang explained seriously, then put the item down, took her hand, and said, "I told you earlier to let me pick things for you, but you still wanted to pick them yourself. You've been fooled, haven't you?"
"I..."
Qin Bingqin pouted, looking a bit unconvinced, thinking, "I've been exposed to antiques since I was a child, I'm not necessarily worse than you."
"You two, stop right there!"
Just as Li Yang pulled her up to leave, the stall owner suddenly stood up, grabbed them on the spot, and said coldly, "Miss, I kindly sold you this item, but you broke it. You have to compensate me."
"What? I broke your item?"
Qin Bingqin looked at the stall owner with surprise and disbelief.
He hadn't touched anything just now, so how could he have broken it?
The stall owner directly picked up the porcelain statue she had looked at earlier, pointed to a crack on it, and said, "Look for yourself, this porcelain is cracked by you. What else do you have to argue?"
"I bought this for seventy thousand, so you have to compensate me seventy thousand."
"Seventy thousand? You're trying to extort me! You were going to sell it to me for seventy thousand just now, how could it have been bought for seventy thousand?" Qin Bingqin finally realized she had been tricked!
Li Yang stood by, finding the situation amusing. He didn't expect this boss to be so interesting, trying to extort seventy thousand from someone with a fake item!
"Miss, you can't say that. The seventy thousand I sold it to you for was a favor, I didn't profit from you. But if you don't pay me, that's your problem."
The stall owner snorted and held Qin Bingqin tightly, saying, "If you can't pay today, I absolutely won't let you leave."
"You're extorting me, let go of me!"
Qin Bingqin struggled a couple of times, but the stall owner held her too tightly to break free.
Li Yang suddenly smiled and said, "Boss, don't be difficult with her. I accidentally broke this item when I put it down. I'll pay you seventy thousand."
"Then hurry up and give me the money, otherwise I'll let her go, and you'll run away?" The stall owner wasn't stupid; he wouldn't let go until he received the money.
Li Yang shook his head helplessly, took out his card, and handed it to him, saying, "Can you let her go now?"
"Hmph, that's more like it."
The stall owner took the card, swiped seventy thousand for Li Yang, and handed him the card and the porcelain statue, saying, "Alright, you can leave now."
"Wait!"
Li Yang suddenly stopped!