Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 280

An Ning in Antique Street squatted behind a stone lion, moving his legs and feet slightly.

"Why don't you open it? Don't believe me?"

An Ning muttered, her mental power came out and interfered a bit.

If it doesn't work, she doesn't care.

Just when An Ning was about to withdraw his mental strength and leave, the shopkeeper behind the counter smashed the rag in his hand on the counter, and walked towards the wood carving with great momentum.

An Ning's legs and feet that had just stood up quietly squatted down again.

It became.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper went all out, took a hammer, and slammed it with a bang bang bang, and Maitreya Buddha's belly was exposed.

The hammer held by the shopkeeper stagnated in mid-air, and a black object the size of a fingernail was exposed.

There really is something!
He was startled and confused.

The movements of his subordinates also slowed down, no longer the madness and impulsiveness just now.

The boss took a deep breath, took out a small knife, and scraped away the wood bit by bit.

Before it was completely scratched off, the old man felt a chill in the hand holding the knife, and it climbed up the back of the hand along the fingertips and reached the arm.

The shopkeeper withdrew his hand, and after holding it steady for a while, put on a pair of gloves and continued.

The old man became more and more frightened, iron objects, sharpened iron objects.

When they were all opened, a knife body was rusty, but the blade was extremely bright. The palm-sized knife was taken out by the old man and placed on a black cloth.

murder weapon.

Not a murder weapon, but a murder weapon.

For such items, although the old man has only a half-knowledge of metaphysics, the coldness in the blade cannot be faked.

The shopkeeper is in Lenovo, and it seems that his own business has decreased day by day after this Maitreya Buddha entered the store.

Suddenly, a line appeared in the old man's mind.

Finally regaining consciousness, the shopkeeper suddenly rushed out, stood at the door of the shop, and saluted in an unknown direction.

Thank you.

The tranquility at this time has already left.

She walked quickly, chose a jewelry store and went in.

After entering, An Ning went straight to the point, opened her schoolbag, and took out her gems.

Before the shopkeeper and the buddy on the opposite side could react, there were already colorful and multi-colored gemstones and jewelry in front of them.

"Let's have a look, is there anything you like?"

As soon as An Ning opened her mouth, the identity of the business changed instantly, and the shopkeeper felt that he was the customer.

He looked around and felt relieved, it was still his own shop.

"Girl, do you want to sell?"

"Yes, if you don't like anything, tell me, I still have it."

An Ning opened the zipper of her schoolbag, and with a zipper, the jewels of the schoolbag were revealed, giving the feeling of buying Chinese cabbage at a roadside stall.

The shopkeeper didn't get started, and when he saw so many gems, he said, "Girl, we don't accept fakes."

"It's just right, I don't sell fakes either, just look at it and you'll know."

The shopkeeper was a little suspicious of himself by An Ning's calm and composed look. Could it be that he really misjudged the person?

The shopkeeper is cautious, picked up a gem, and briefly evaluated it.

Seeing this, he found it even more difficult.

Because he thinks it's true.

But the big money of this backpack doesn't feel real.

After all, besides the royal family, can anyone else come up with so many things?
Or, is there a fake in it?
The shopkeeper never concealed his doubts, An Ning smiled and did not speak, calmly waiting for his inspection.

The shopkeeper put down the one in his hand, picked up another gem of a different color, and checked it again.

As if it was still true.

The third one, really.

The fourth one, really.

Number five, really.

When the shopkeeper got the sixth one, he put it down without looking at it and said, "Girl, are you sure this one is real?"

An Ning looked at the stone in the shopkeeper's hand, nodded and said, "It's true, don't think the color is ugly, but it has a special function."

"Function?"

It was the first time for the shopkeeper to know that the word function can be used to describe a gem.

An Ning took the gray stone in the shopkeeper's hand, looked around, pointed to a piece of fabric and said, "Can you use that for me?"

With a look from the shopkeeper, the boy ran over and handed it to An Ning.

An Ning thanked him cordially, and put the gray stone into the cloth bag.

"This thing looks good only in the dark."

"Please."

An Ning handed the cloth bag she was clutching to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took it cooperatively and opened a small hole, only one eye could see.

With this glance, the shopkeeper couldn't move his eyes away.

There is even one, even if it is fake, he wants it.

The gray stone in the cloth bag exudes a little light.

Like a black stone, painted full of shining stars, and these stars are twinkling.

The shopkeeper put down the cloth bag, and the gray stone was also taken out.

"I don't know what the name of this thing is?"

"My hometown, I call it the Star Stone,"

There was a trace of nostalgia in An Ning's eyes.

"True to its name."

The shopkeeper didn't hesitate to praise, put down the star stone, and checked the other stones. The ones on the table seemed to be genuine.

"Girl, I'm not capable enough. I need to wait for our master to come to make sure. Please forgive me."

An Ning listened, looked at his watch and asked, "How long will it take?"

"About half an hour."

"Then do you want to buy it?"

"Really, I will buy it naturally."

From An Ning's ears, what the shopkeeper said meant that he wanted to buy it.

She stretched out her left hand, and with a clattering sound, the gems on the counter were swept into her schoolbag like a pile of stones.

This operation made the old man's heart skip a beat.

"Don't scratch it."

"It's okay, it's all stone, very strong."

An Ning hugged her schoolbag, pointed to a chair and said, "I'll sit here and wait for a while."

"Okay, I'll prepare tea for the girl."

The shopkeeper urged the clerk to go out, and urged the master to buy and sell rice.

The guy was very obedient and ran away.

The shopkeeper made tea himself, and sat on the chair next to An Ning to chat.

But he knew how to measure and didn't inquire about the origin of these things.

An Ning was also a little curious about the sale of antiques, and asked some basic questions to find a good direction for herself to sell things in the future.

The shopkeeper is not bad, and he answered all of An Ning's questions.

An Ning suddenly realized: "It turns out that jade is also very valuable, and there are also agates and emeralds."

"It's like this. Nature is amazing. As long as there are such beautiful or rare things, there have always been people who have appreciated and played with them since ancient times."

"It's not ordinary people who can play with it."

An Ning nodded in agreement and drank some tea.

What I thought in my heart was that next time I don't need to buy these paving stones, but find some white jade or other colors for flooring, maybe the market will be better.

The two chatted harmoniously, and within half an hour, an old man followed the previous buddy, followed by a middle-aged man, and arrived in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)