Chapter 450 [450] Wild Agarwood

The employees who came with Tang Feng were all full of envy and awe.

Everyone fantasized about when they could be like Boss Tang, who would flatter and curry favor with people wherever he went.

But they also knew that such a good thing could only be imagined, and the hope was very slim.

A genius like Boss Tang might not appear once in a hundred years.

Haven't you seen that those old-fashioned appraisers who have been famous in the antique industry in Zhonghai have been tortured to death?

"Don't save money for me, just order whatever you want."

Tang Feng handed the menu to everyone, showing a very generous attitude.

In fact, it was mainly because they knew the consumption limit of the food stalls. Even if they opened up a little, it would not cost much.

A group of employees started to order dishes with laughter.

Tang Feng was not in a hurry, and sat aside leisurely waiting.

At this moment, a strange fragrance suddenly entered his nostrils.

"What perfume are you using today?" He curiously approached Qin Yanan and smelled it, thinking it was her fragrance.

Qin Yanan's pretty face turned red, and she pushed him away in a hurry. She looked at the staff worriedly. Fortunately, they were all busy ordering food, and no one noticed this place, so she was relieved.

"I didn't even have time to put on makeup these days, so how could I spray perfume?"

"Then where does this fragrance come from?" Tang Feng sniffed hard again to make sure that he was not hallucinating.

Qin Yanan sniffed a few times, but didn't smell anything, "No, did you smell it wrong?"

Tang Feng shook his head, "No, there is indeed a strange fragrance."

As he spoke, he stood up and left the table.

Qin Yanan followed him out of curiosity.

The two soon came to a small stall.

This stall sells fruit wood grilled fish. The stall owner is a middle-aged couple, both about 40 years old.

The fragrance that Tang Feng smelled came from this stall.

When he got closer, even Qin Yanan could smell it.

It was not the fragrance of grilled fish, but... the fragrance of wood.

The stall owner was taking a piece of wood from a plastic bucket next to him and throwing it into the stove, followed by a "crackling" sound.

There was still more than half a bucket of wood left in the plastic bucket.

Tang Feng couldn't help but feel curious. What kind of wood could emit such a strange fragrance?

He immediately turned on the scanning system.

[Item name: Wild agarwood

Weight: 3.6 kg

Value: 210,000...]

When he saw this information, he was shocked.

Is this boss so arrogant? He actually grilled fish with agarwood worth hundreds of thousands?

"Would you like to eat grilled fish? Our grilled fish is delicious." The proprietress took the initiative to greet the two of them, her eyes rolling around, giving people a sense of shrewdness.

"Boss, how much is your grilled fish?" Tang Feng suppressed his surprise and asked as if nothing had happened.

"Thirty..."

The lady boss was about to answer, but the boss who was grilling fish suddenly interrupted, "Three hundred per catty."

The lady boss glanced back at him, not knowing what was wrong with him, but she didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, a customer happened to come over, "Boss, is my fish grilled?"

"Okay, okay, a total of three catties and one ounce, you give me sixty." The boss greeted warmly while handing over a packaged plastic bag.

The customer took the plastic bag, scanned the code to pay sixty yuan, and then turned and left.

Tang Feng was immediately a little unhappy, "Boss, this is not right. Why sell it to others for thirty yuan per catty, and sell it to me for three hundred per catty?"

"Don't you have money? Aren't you showing off? What's the problem with asking you for a little more money? If you want to buy, buy it, if you don't want to buy, get out." The boss immediately yelled at the top of his voice, attracting the attention of many people nearby.

"Boss, what's the situation?"

Ge Hui and the others thought that Tang Feng had encountered difficulties, and surrounded him.

"It's okay, go back and order food." Tang Feng waved his hand and asked them to go away.

"Then... if there is anything, please call us."

Seeing Tang Feng say this, Ge Hui had to agree. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a threatening look at the owner of the grilled fish stall.

But the stall owner didn't care and still had a sneer on his face.

Tang Feng could see that this guy probably had some hatred for the rich.

Seeing that he was young, handsome and rich, and accompanied by a beautiful woman like Qin Yanan, pedestrians on the road took the initiative to greet him...

Compare him with himself, getting up early and working late to sell grilled fish, earning only a few cents, and accompanied by a yellow-faced woman.

The more he compared, the more annoyed he became, so he deliberately made things difficult for them.

After thinking clearly about the joints here, Tang Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "Okay, three hundred is three hundred, give me three first."

The original intention of the boss was to make things difficult for Tang Feng and embarrass this tall, rich and handsome man.

It would be best if Tang Feng could get angry and come up to fight him.

In this way, he would have a reason to beat this guy up and vent his anger.

But he didn't expect that Tang Feng was not angry, but continued to buy his fish, and he wanted three at a time.

How could a fish be more than three catties?

At 300 yuan per catty, one fish would cost more than a thousand yuan, and three fish would cost more than three thousand yuan.

Selling it so expensive, even a fool would know that he was being ripped off.

But he didn't care at all, as if spending a few thousand yuan was not worth mentioning to him.

This made the stall owner even more furious, "Are you sick? You bought three hundred and one kilograms? Rich people's brains are really hard to work with. People are stupid and have too much money, right?"

Tang Feng was not angry yet, but Qin Yanan who was following him became angry first.

"What's your attitude? We're just buying a few fish, and it's not like we won't give you money. Why are you so angry?"

It was okay if she didn't say it, but her saying it angered the stall owner even more.

"Boom!"

He thrust the sharp knife for scraping fish scales onto the chopping board, his eyes widening.

"It's great to be rich, isn't it? Who are you looking down on? I'm willing to buy it if I have money, can't I? Even if I feed my fish to dogs, I won't sell it to rich people like you, so get out of here!"