Otherworldly Merchant

For the business of human bone necklace, Li Mazi divided it into two million.

He borrowed another half a million from me, so he contacted a major hospital in the United States and took his son to see a doctor.

I guard antique stores every day, boring.

Yin Xinyue basically calls me every day, and she also visits me occasionally to invite me to dinner or something.

I'm a little confused about this girl. What does she mean? Hanging wires like mine, all over the street, she wouldn't really like me, would she?

I think it's very important to keep a little distance from her, otherwise the deeper she gets, the more I'm definitely the one who finally gets hurt.

After all, she's in a mixed entertainment business, and many times she can't help it, and the chances of us coming together are minimal.

But what can I do to distance myself from her? To be clear, it hurts too much. In front of love letters, I feel like I still lack practice.

This day, Yin Xinyue came back and brought some celebrity autographed CDs. She smiled and said that hanging in an antique store would definitely make me more popular.

I laughed, "What I fear most about this store is popularity. After all, all I have to collect is shady objects. Shady objects can only be preserved in a shady environment. The popularity is bad."

Yin Xinyue still doesn't believe it.

But after all, she was kind, so I left all my autographed CDs...

At noon, Yin Xinyue volunteered to stay for dinner, and she didn't want to go to the restaurant, so I had to fry her vegetables. I couldn't help but put on an apron and become a woman once.

Sautéed green vegetables, a mushroom stew, a miyako chicken dick, the most ordinary meal in my opinion, was actually given the taste of a five-star hotel by Yin Xinyue. Even praising me is good, I wish I could eat it forever.

My heart pounded, she was obviously euphemizing to me, what should I say?

Fortunately, there is business at this moment, and the awkward atmosphere will be alleviated.

A man in his sixties, dressed as a peasant, with black baggage, stood in front of the shop and sneaked up on the inside. After seeing me, I walked in a little embarrassed: "Excuse me, do you collect antiques here? ”

I rushed to collect it.

The old farmer nodded immediately: "I have a little thing here. How much is it worth? ”

After that, he walked into the store.

Yoon Xinyue saw that the business was coming to her door and hurried to clean up the bowls and chopsticks on the table. I didn't expect such a noble beauty to have a hard-working family side.

The old farmer put the black baggage on the table and carefully unwrapped it: "This is one of my ancestral treasures! My eldest grandson got sick and urgently needed a surgical fee, but my family was poor, and I was forced to walk away, so I wanted to give the baby away. ”

I laughed with great cooperation.

I know that 89 out of 10 old farmers are faked, I wonder, what age is this? How could anyone use this old trick? Probably an outsider.

Since you're an outsider, it's good to talk.

The black baggage was opened, there were some old newspapers inside, and the papers were all black, and there seemed to be traces of burning.

I don't know exactly what this old farmer thinks, but he really paid the price for being poor. I can even get such a broken newspaper. For details, I'll give you 99 cents.

But when the old farmer opened up all the newspapers, my eyes became hot.

Below the newspaper, there's a green hexagonal lamp!

At first glance, you can see that this lamp is carved from a whole piece of ancient jade, and the whole lamp is delicate in texture, giving a sense of age. It's just that the handle area of the lamp is brushed black, but this reveals an unusual light.

Whether it's a fake or not, at least I can make sure it's worth something.

But as an antique dealer, I still have the basic common sense that I don't like color. I tried to keep my heart's excitement under control and took that little light up and looked at it carefully.

Just touching the light, a warm ocean feeling, flowing from your fingers all over your body. This feeling is right, and the appearance is right. Is it true that an old farmer has lost his way and took out his family heirloom? Jesus Christ, you really take care of me like that?

I studied it over and over, and finally I couldn't find a little bit of cat fatigue.

I immediately came up with two ideas, either the lamp came from the hands of the high man, enough to make a mess of it, or the old farmer's performance could take the Oscar Shadow. Either I'm really out of luck and I run into something national treasure class.

In my impression, I've seen similar little lights in the Xi 'an Museum.

It is an ancient jade lamp that emerged from the warring countries. The warring countries just focused on the sculpting of jade instruments, so that lamp is the first craft lamp in human history, with a market price of no less than ten million!

Although this lamp in my hand is no older than that of the warring countries, it is at least from the Qin Dynasty. According to my judgment, if it is genuine, there are still 56 million.

Of course, it does not rule out what I see.

But even a fake can sell 560 grand, which is an opportunity for me!

“Boss, how's it going?” The old farmer looked at me anxiously: “How much can it be worth? ”

And I hesitated, and I said, "This light handle is black. Is it oxidized? Have you ever seen ancient jade oxide? ”

The old farmer quickly explained: “This is not oxidation, it was a fire at my house, accidentally burning it, so it gets a little dark. ”

I chuckled and laughed: "Old man, the black from the fire can be wiped off with a hand. But can you erase this? ”

The old farmer smiled a little blushed and embarrassed. He seemed really anxious to use the money, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he said, "Boss, I don't know what you guys do. What doesn't oxidize, I'll ask you, how much is it worth? ”

I looked at the old farm road and said, "Give me a price! Of course, I don't like your stuff, I just find it hard to help you. ”

The old farmer was a little touched, and he said, "Hundred thousand dollars. How about that? ”

I smiled and put the jade lamp back on: “Sir, let me introduce you to a new store. The owner is a novice and is out of stock now, I'm sure I can sell you a good price. Turn left at the door, thanks...”

The old farmer really got the hang of it: “Boss, you give me a price, I really don't understand, if it's almost there, I'll sell it. My eldest grandson is still waiting for money in the O.R. ”

I grabbed his hand and found his hands covered in calluses, and I couldn't help but kill him.

But I can't give a high price. Once he gives a high price, he must think it's a good thing, and he will definitely continue to bargain, and then it won't be a hundred thousand dollars to solve it.

I'll bite my teeth and say 50,000 bucks. I don't care about that money, because I donate no more than a hundred thousand a year to the Red Cross, and that's what I donate to the Red Cross.

I didn't expect the old farmer to say yes.

He left in a hurry when he had paid.

At this time, Yin Xinyue carefully held the jade lamp in her hand and admired it: “Brother, be honest with me, how much is this thing worth? ”

I laughed, "I'm not sure. Let's see how it goes! At least I can guarantee no more. ”

Yin Xinyue threw me the jade lamp at random: “It's boring. I really thought you had the heart to donate 50,000 yuan. ”

I couldn't cry, “You're too pure, aren't you? How do you know that old farmer wasn't lying? The water in this line of work is deep. If you look at it once, you can't believe it. ”

Yin Xinyue nodded and said I believe you. When you go bankrupt, I'll take care of you.

After she finished, she blushed and realized that her words were a little unstoppable and she hurried away with excuses.

And I watched this jade lamp again, and if it was true, I did make a fortune this time, and I made no less money than a pussy.

When I think of pussies, my heart snaps!

Honestly, I don't usually take antique games from this store, mainly for shady objects.

There are so many shops on the street, but the old farmer chose me. Isn't there something wrong with that?

I went out and asked around immediately to find out that the old farmer hadn't even consulted in other stores. I was even more upset when I came up to my house. The old man was obviously pregnant with a ghost!

Probably probing ahead of time. I only collect shady things here, so I came here deliberately. If that's the case, I really have to be careful. He didn't tell me the truth, he was worried that I wouldn't take it after I knew the truth.

There's only one thing that I don't take away, that's killing people!

I think this lamp should be done as soon as possible.