1635 I Have a Little Goldfish 1

Huang Laogui came to the Gu family today to promote his new product——

A palm-sized bronze mirror.

The surface of the mirror was covered with dust, and the faces could not be seen clearly. The back was carved with lotus flowers and grimaces. The patterns were exquisite, but it was worn badly, and many places had become a blurred mass.

Gu Yan held the mirror, turning it over and over hesitantly.

"It's just such a piece of shit, worth a thousand gold bars?" He muttered, and glanced at Huang Laogui, "Hey, you're going to take me for a ride, and you won't be able to do business in Qingjiang City in the future. "

"How dare I?!" Huang Laogui yelled, "Who doesn't know that you are the second master of the Gu family, even if you give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to kill you! This mirror is really a treasure. I just brought it here for your purpose!"

Gu Yan curled his lips: "Obviously you want to sell it to my elder brother, but my elder brother is not interested. I happened to be here, so you showed it to me."

He spends money like water. Although he is sometimes careless, he is not a fool after all.

Spend a thousand gold bars for a broken mirror?

Might as well go to a nightclub to have fun.

It just so happened that the goddess in his dream was chased away, and he was in urgent need of treatment for emotional injuries.

In short, Gu Yan is not interested in this mirror.

"This is a demon mirror." Huang Laogui lowered his voice and said to him mysteriously, "It can reflect demons!"

After hearing this, Gu Yan frowned slightly, and looked at the mirror in his hand again.

After looking at it for a while, the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer: "The premise is that I have to find a goblin first, otherwise, what's the use of buying this mirror?"

Huang Laogui was choked.

In today's world, it is quite difficult to find a goblin.

Gu Yan said again: "Forget it, I think you are also pitiful. You probably won't be able to sell such a broken thing. Five hundred gold bars, I can sell it cheaper."

Old Ghost Huang showed astonishment, his expression seemed to say: You actually know how to bargain?

After a while, Huang Laogui silently took back the mirror in Gu Yan's hand.

Gu Yan was slightly stunned, and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you won't sell it anymore?"

Huang Laogui hesitated, "Five hundred is too little, at least eight hundred..."

Gu Yan stroked his chin and looked at him again: "Can you really see fairies?"

"Really!" Old Ghost Huang nodded.

Gu Yan thought for a while and said, "Well, I'll give you 500 gold bars, and the rest will be used to write a check. When will you see the goblin? When will you cash the check?"

Huang Laogui shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, you must use gold bars. Checks and cards are not acceptable."

"Hey, why are you so stubborn, old man?" Gu Yan was annoyed, "It's gold bars every time! Now the price of gold has fallen!"

"Gold is so good, it has many uses." Huang Laogui insisted, "Eight hundred gold bars, if you think it's expensive, I'll go to another house and ask."

Gu Yan immediately became unhappy.

Too expensive, doesn't it mean that you can't afford it?

Will he not be able to afford it?

"Okay, eight hundred is eight hundred!" Gu Yan snatched the mirror back, "Don't think gold is too heavy then!"

Old Ghost Huang chuckled twice.

Gu Yan looked down at the bronze mirror, with a complex expression of entanglement and unwillingness appearing on his face, Huang Laogui knew when he saw this, although Gu Yan bought the mirror, he was not happy in his heart.

"Second Master Gu." Huang Laogui grinned, revealing half of his golden teeth, "You always take care of my business and reciprocate, why don't I tell you a story."

Gu Yan snorted, "How much is the story worth?"

"To some people, it's worthless, but to others, it's a priceless treasure." Huang Laogui laughed, "Speaking of which, the person in the story is a bit like you."

"A bit like me?" Gu Yan became interested, "Who is it?"

Huang Laogui asked: "Wei Yiran, do you know this person?"

Gu Yan frowned: "It sounds familiar... Oh, is it Wei Yiran who ruined his family fortune?"

"The past and the present are not the same. They are rich now."

"Impossible, didn't he die early?"

"Listen to me." Huang Laogui smiled, "I'll tell you a story about Wei Yiran."