There is nothing he likes here, so there is nothing wrong with it. For them, they don’t want to buy anything here.
As soon as Feng Yuanman came out of the tea room, he saw three big men standing at the gate, staring blankly at the urn on the glass shelf in front of him. His expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know where he was?
It's so strange, why didn't they know what they sell here?
She quickly put down the water cup and went forward, "Is there anything that can help you?"
The boss of Hepai shouted Kang Cheng. When he heard such a pleasant female voice, his heart softened. He couldn't help but look sideways. Seeing Feng Yuanman's fat face, he was immediately disappointed. Although his voice sounded nice, he was too fat.
"I, I..."
"What do you need?"
He didn't need anything and pulled over the younger brother beside him, "This is my younger brother Adid. His wife is dead. We are here to buy urns."
Adi was stunned. His wife was still sleeping well at home, so why did she die? If his wife knew about this, she might be able to use a kitchen knife to split him in half.
But the boss said so, and he couldn't let the boss get out of Taiwan. He could only maintain a stiff and weird expression on his face, "What kind of urns do you have? Show me this brother."
Feng Yuanman glanced at the dress and dress of the three people. He estimated the price they could afford in his heart. He got three medium-sized urns. The patterns were very old and the prices were not much different.
He pushed a mahogany urn in front of Adid and patiently explained, "Most of us in the north will choose wooden urns. The patterns are mostly carved and have enough moisture-proof functions. This is the latest model in our store. The patterns are not very ancient, with a bit more modern feel. The wood is smooth. We can also use modern technology to press the photos in front. After a few years, there will definitely be no yellowing of the photo. It is more suitable for younger deceased people to use. As for the two urns behind me, they are not new, but..."
"Okay, little girl, just tell me how much is this urn?" Kang Cheng waved his hand, and he looked particularly like a grandma.
Even if the business here is about to be negotiated, we must not show any happiness. "This urn is 2888."
"Twenty-eight hundred and eighty-eight?" Kang Cheng waved his hand, "It's so cheap. How can you deserve the identity of my Adi? There is no more expensive in your place with such a big relationship?"
An expensive urn?
Feng Yuanman's eyes lit up. The most important thing they lacked is good goods and expensive goods, and they were afraid that customers would not be able to afford them.
"Just take out the most expensive urn of your origin, and we'll want that."
"We have a store treasure. So far, we haven't sold it yet. It's because the price is too expensive. I didn't expect that this gentleman doesn't care about money, so there is nothing to say." After that, he went to the shelf behind, took out the small key hanging around his waist, then twisted the key, and took a white marble urn from a high place. It not only has the color, but also the feel of the hand.
Kangcheng was almost stuttering his tongue. The owner of this store is too violent to send things. Is such a good thing used to make urns?
Feng Yuanman took it carefully, and even the seat cushion with the urn was particularly exquisite, which was enough to show that the urn was very expensive.
"How much?"
Feng Yuanman stretched out a 'eight' gesture, and a fat little hand flipped three times.
Kang Cheng was stunned, "880,000?"
Feng Yuanman almost rolled his eyes when he argued, "How much is a good piece of white marble worth, let alone made into an urn, the price will naturally increase ten times!"
Now not only Kangcheng, but even Adi and Ah Fei were shocked and couldn't speak. "888,000?" The high of the last yinyang is, it means how disbelief they don't believe it.
Who can buy an urn that expensive?
Kang Cheng pointed to the urn in Feng Yuanman's arms, "We want this urn, Adi will give him money."
Adid was confused. Where did he go to find 8.88 million to give it to others?
Feng Yuanman was very shocked. Such an expensive urn was sold so easily?
Kang Cheng was so angry that he kicked Adid on the back of the butt, "Are you stupid? Just give him 888? Why don't we buy it so cheap?"
Adid breathed a sigh of relief. He forgot that they were here to find fault. They really wanted to buy urns. No matter how good white marble is, who would like it to be turned into urns?
Feng Yuanman held the urn in his arms and took two small steps back, "What are eight hundred and eighty-eight, so I want to buy a urn of white marble for a little money. Why don't you rob me?"
"Little girl, what are you talking about? After all, it's just an urn. I said it's worth this price, it's worth this price. Why don't you bring the things quickly?" Because of the bar, Kang Cheng failed to grab the urn and just stretched out his hand.
Seeing that things were not good, Feng Yuanman shouted, "Don't miss Master, someone is robbing!"
Kang Cheng was angry, "You are a ungrateful thing, you are not polite, but you are not polite?" After that, he turned around and headed towards the bar.
Adi and Afei followed behind him, and it was obvious that they were not easy to mess with.
This was the first time she had seen such a situation. She thought it was expensive and robbed the urn.
Feng Yuanman hugged the urn tightly and decided to wait for a while and never let go.
Seeing that Kang Cheng and the other two were about to squeeze into the bar, before they could reach out to grab it, a strong wind blew, and three heavy "bang" sounds were heard. Then the three men who came from their ears to varying degrees fell to the ground. Wumian shook off the hem of their robe and clothes, holding a chicken leg in their hands, and said vaguely, "Where did the little thief come from and run away from us?"
Chapter completed!