pappabearbooks Chapter 1949: Shrew and stall owner
Chapter 1949: Shrew and stall owner
The woman held the little girl in her arms. Although he was more aggressive, he was still protective.
She looked at the stall owner in fear and said, "How can this thing be so expensive? Isn't it just a small plate?"
The stall owner blushed and shouted: "Fart! This is a treasure passed down from my family, and you smashed it like this!"
After speaking, he raised his bronze sword.
Everyone around was scared away, and now no one dares to join in the fun and meddle in other people's business!
Seeing that bloodshed was about to occur, the stall owner calmed down.
The knife did not strike down, but fell next to the woman.
He asked again: "Then you will pay the compensation or not!"
It won't go wrong next time.
The middle-aged woman turned pale with fright. She said in a fearful tone: "The money can be compensated, but this is too much."
She knew that the man in front of her was not joking and was already frightened.
It doesn't matter if he is injured, but his daughter has no ability to protect herself.
People in this era are quite extreme in what they do, especially when it comes to money issues.
After all, everyone has just started making money, and the gap between the rich and the poor is quite large, which will make some people feel unbalanced.
And this is the peripheral area of Panjiayuan. There is no security force, only stall owners and individual customers.
The stall owner was also furious: "If I can't get the money, I will keep my life today!"
He raised the bronze sword again.
The woman was frightened and paralyzed on the ground, hugging her child tightly and closing her eyes.
Among the onlookers, there was only one old man who was trying to persuade him: "Don't be so excited. Speak calmly."
The other people hid far away, but the expressions on their faces were not worried, but rather like they were watching the excitement.
The stall owner was so excited that he was about to chop down his knife.
At this time, a young man stood up.
This young man did not, like others, start to hide aside after the stall owner became emotional.
, he was still standing in the same place, relatively close.
This person is Lin Ran.
Lin Ran squatted down and picked up a piece of debris on the ground.
"Isn't this kid afraid of death?" Only then did the onlookers see Lin Ran.
He was just an ordinary young man, maybe he wanted to be in the limelight, but no one cared.
However, some of the onlookers were regular customers.
They looked at Lin Ran and felt a little familiar.
One of them asked: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Lin?"
"Master Lin? Didn't he open his own handicraft store and come to Panjiayuan to pick up the missing items?"
"The body shape and appearance are quite similar, but they are a bit far apart, so I can't confirm."
"Even Mr. Lin is too courageous. Zhu Feng is obviously crazy!"
"Even so, I dare to control this kind of excitement."
Although some people recognized Lin Ran's identity, no one came to help.
After all, the sword has no eyes. If it is accidentally injured, I am afraid that there will be one less labor force in the family.
Lin Ran's behavior of picking up the pieces also made the stall owner feel strange, but he still stopped what he was doing and looked at Lin Ran with some confusion.
"Well, these pieces look like they have some tricks up their sleeves."
"The black glaze is indeed a folk kiln product from the Ming Dynasty."
"But in terms of price, 200 yuan is a bit too expensive. I think 100 yuan will be fine."
Lin Ran stood up with the fragments in hand and looked at the stall owner with a smile.
The stall owner understood at this time that he had finally met someone who knew the goods.
100 yuan is actually not a small amount in this era. People like them who earn more than a few hundred yuan a day are nothing.
The salary of most people is only 60 yuan a month.
So when he proposed a valuation of 100 yuan, the stall owner did not directly object.
"Who are you?" the stall owner asked, looking at Lin Ran, but his mood seemed to have relaxed slightly.
Lin Ran stretched out his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, and slowly approached the stall owner.
With a smile on his face, he said: "But how much is it exactly? I think it needs to be appraised before we can draw a conclusion."
The stall owner looked at Lin Ran, feeling a little confused, and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm just a treasure appraiser." Lin Ran replied with a smile.
He watched the excitement for a while and finally understood the whole story.
At this time, it is important to keep others safe first.
Lin Ran stood in front of the mother and daughter and comforted: "It's okay, don't get excited."
The middle-aged woman finally saw someone coming to help her, and she burst into tears instantly.
She originally thought that she could bring the matter to a close by acting bad, but she ran into some trouble.
Lin Ran actually didn't sympathize with this middle-aged woman. Instead, he knelt down and touched the little girl's head: "Don't cry, but you have to learn a lesson from now on and don't take other people's things casually."
The little girl stared for a while with her eyes wide open, and then nodded heavily.
Children can still be taught, but adults may have already formed a fixed way of thinking. It will be difficult to change her way of thinking.
Lin Ran had no interest in teaching middle-aged women, he just wanted to calm things down now.
The middle-aged woman heard Lin Ran's valuation just now, frowned and said, "I don't have that much money, I really can't come up with 100 yuan."
She didn't look like she was lying.
Judging from her clothes, her family background should be very average.
Her daughter's clothes were even patched.
People like this come to Panjiayuan to pick up leaks. People nowadays are really crazy.
The little girl looked up at Lin Ran, wondering what he would do next?
Lin Ran stood up straight and said to the stall owner: "Can you let me take a look? I am a treasure appraiser and can make a more reasonable price evaluation of your items."
"Who are you?" Although the stall owner calmed down, seeing that Lin Ran was young and dressed in ordinary clothes, he felt that he was not trustworthy.
Lin Ran smiled and said, "I am an intern treasure appraiser from Tianlexing nearby. I studied with Master Wu You. I usually don't make mistakes."
In Panjiayuan, Wu You is still very famous.
But now he has stopped picking things up for a long time and has become the manager of Shengshi Craftsmanship.
But his legend was still circulating among the people, and Lin Ran happened to borrow his name to use it.
"Really?" The stall owner still felt a little unbelievable.
Because the boy in front of him looked too young, even if he was a treasure appraiser, he must have only been in the industry for a short time.
Besides, his family heirlooms were all broken into pieces.
"Do you understand?" the stall owner said angrily.
Lin Ran took the fragment just now and said, "I understand a little bit."
"Then tell me." The stall owner looked at him a few times, and he felt a little strange about the confidence that Lin Ran exuded.
Is it true that any young person can become a senior treasure appraiser?
Seeing the stall owner calm down, the onlookers gradually moved closer.
The middle-aged woman originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape and planned to use Lin Ran as a shield.
As a result, her daughter grabbed her.
"Mom, we haven't lost any money yet."