World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 325
Zong Piao turned his head back and said: "The young man's steps are sonorous, his piles are steady and even, obviously he has first-class martial arts skills, and he is from the Jianghu. After you came in, you scanned the antiques in the house for the first time, your eyes were sharp, the light was shining frequently, and you are a great appraiser." First pick the food to help the door, and then hand over the poems in Tibetan characters, forcing the dying old man to sit and meet each other in surprise, the style of a top player. The waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves, I really admire it!"

I suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Originally, I planned to do Tai Chi with Zong Piao on the head first.

But this old Jianghu is like a crab picking knife, picking off all the hard shells covering the outside, leaving only a little bit of meat exposed.

I replied: "The old man has a vicious vision, I am indeed a junior in the antique business..."

Zong Piao broke his head and said: "Let me introduce the old man and then make another guess. The old man is a dying person, and his bones will be buried in the ground soon. Someone from the Lao Liang Gang will take over. If you really want to pick the Lao Liang Gang, you can rely on your strength." With your ability, you can take a few big prizes and destroy the backbone of the Laoliang Gang, but you came to me today at the expense of everything, proving that your original intention is not in the Laoliang Gang."

"The old lady is divided into two halves, playing antiques in the first half, and begging in the second half. You are not here for begging, but for antiques. From my point of view, the young man is a dragon and a phoenix, and the treasures in the world are rare." You definitely don’t come here to find treasure, but you came to me to find someone. Is the old man’s guess right?”

I:"……"

In the future, whoever tells me that the Putian hospital is not good for treating diseases, I am so anxious!
The injection the doctor gave him just now properly revived a shocking demon!
I replied frankly: "Indeed!"

The boss raised his head and smiled when he heard the words.

The skinny face is actually very ugly when you smile.

But there is a kind of happiness that the child guessed the ending of the game.

Men are young until they die.

It is estimated that this is the scene.

Zong Piao turned his head and continued: "Young man, if you don't take the methods of snatching the bowl, picking the door, and exposing the scar, it is impossible to see me today. But since you have done these things, you can't let it go easily. The old man is not dead yet, You can’t see the lintels of the Laoliang Gang covered with feces and refuse to wipe them.”

That's the point.

I replied: "How does the old man need me to apologize? Su Chen is not talented, but he still has the courage to break through the battle set up by the senior!"

Hearing the words, Mr. Zong Piao shook his head and nodded with difficulty: "It's not bad to be humble and courageous! Since you are here for the antique business, then we will use the antique business to solve it."

"If you can win, you can stay here and let's continue chatting. If you lose, you will keep the foot to kick the door, the hand to hold the bowl, and the mind to make the game. I don't know what you want?"

We've already entered, and it's hard to fly.

Either the tiger's mouth is pulled out successfully.

Or die in the jaws of a tiger.

Mr. Zong took the words just now, and just told me that if I won, no matter how humiliated he felt, he could write off the matter of me setting up a situation to meet him earlier, and give me a chance to continue chatting, but he didn't say that he would make me think about it. Tell me what you need to know.But once I lose, my hands and feet are gone, the so-called brains of playing games are gone, just give me some medicine, and I will become a fool.

The stakes are very high.

If I didn't plan before, it would be impossible to see the boss.

If you use the plan, you will definitely pay the corresponding price.

This was actually expected.

But whether it was before or now, I have no choice, I have to do it this way, and boldly accept the move.

Because this is the only ray of sky in the darkness.

Only to climb out.

There is hope!

I replied: "No problem. But I have a request, I hope the old man will agree."

The general manager shook his head and said, "Please tell me."

I said: "The two outside are my friends, no matter whether you win or lose, please let the old man let them leave safely."

Zong Piao turned his head back and said, "That's natural."

I nodded: "Please come up with a question."

The boss raised his head when he heard the words, with a look of appreciation on his face, he asked, "Do you have any cigarettes with you, young man?"

I took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and lit it for him.He first took two deep breaths, then coughed violently, almost coughing out his lungs, and signaled me to take away the cigarette quickly.

I quickly took it away from his mouth, and put the cigarette on an empty cup on the bedside table next to it.

Zong Piao coughed his head for a long time before recovering completely, and said, "I haven't smoked for a long time... I'm not used to it."

I didn't want to waste time, so I said, "The old man hasn't come up with a question yet."

Zong Piao turned his head back and said: "We are going to play a round of Yuanmen shooting halberds today. There are many antiques in this room. With your eyesight, pick the most expensive one and you will win. If you can't pick it out, or pick it out Things, if the value is not the most expensive, it is a loss."

Shooting the halberd at the gate, also known as shooting shoes and piercing Yang with a hundred steps.

First place a lot of antiques, let people stand far away, do not touch or touch, and within the agreed time (usually limited to the time of a stick of incense), the halberd shooter finds the most valuable one with his eyesight. a curio, or to pick the only real one out of a bunch of fakes, and the only fake out of a bunch of reals...

There are many ways to play.

This test is a test of eyesight, mental quality and quick thinking.

One has to have good eyesight to see clearly the true appearance of antiques from a long distance.

One must have a good psychological quality in order to be able to compare and analyze the value of the massive antiques in the mind and the target of the shooting at a high speed under the tremendous pressure of burning incense, so as to draw the correct conclusion.

What’s more important is thinking. It’s impossible for the questioner to simply put some antiques for you to see. Those antiques are hard to tell whether they are true or false, and there may even be treasures in their stomachs. From the appearance, you can’t tell what’s inside and what’s real. What's the value.

Shooting the halberd at the gate belongs to the antique industry and is a game of gathering crowds after dinner.

Competing for the level of appreciating treasures, this kind of fighting method is rarely used.

Because there are so many uncontrollable factors in this game, not only will it be affected by the antique itself, but also off-site factors, such as light, placement, distance, atmosphere...

In other words.

This is not a formal exam question in itself, but it is taken out for you to answer, and the result also involves your life.

The old man is so cruel!
But today I can only take the test, and I can't ask General Yijun to answer the questions for him.

After all, I offend others first.

There is nothing to think about.

I asked, "Where is the incense?"

Zong Piao pointed to the cigarette on the water glass: "As long as it burns out."

I glanced at the cigarette.

Just now, Zong Piao took two deep puffs on his head, and the cigarette was almost half burned on the water cup holder.

The daily routine is at least one stick of incense.

Can burn two 10 minutes.

But a cigarette lasts only a few minutes at most, and it is half burnt now.

In other words.

I have to judge the authenticity, falsehood and specific value of dozens of antiques placed on the antique shelf in the room in more than a minute.

No one can complete this task!

Unless you guess blindly, guess like winning the lottery.

I wanted to fight for talent.

Zong Piao turned his head to let me try my luck.

This is not cruel anymore.

It should be called Yin!

(End of this chapter)