Allure Treasure

The lame old seven is also a Qingcheng person. I remember that the last time Huang Que saw him was three years ago. This guy is a typical person who eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles. I broke up with him. This guy, after spending the last dollar in his hand, found Huang Hailin, saying that he wanted to correct his evil ways and be a good person. Huang Hailin believed him and gave him 5000 yuan. This guy left without hesitation. Qingcheng started his old business of running around to collect treasures. (novel)

If you want to say that collecting antique treasures in this countryside, it might have been suitable 30 or [-] years ago, and the profits were huge. Riding a bicycle, shouting from door to door, gold, silver, jade, calligraphy, painting, and old coins are not spared. In this business, most of them are stolen. Follow cheating, get the best things at the lowest price, if it doesn’t work, it’s better to step on it, come to steal at night, when you meet widows, old people, weak women who are alone at home, and things are really coveted, It has also appeared before.

To put it bluntly, of course there are honest and gentlemen who do this business, but most of them are low-spirited and thieves.It is said that lame old seven's right leg was broken because he sneaked into someone's house in the middle of the night to steal things and was found fleeing in a hurry.

As for now, the rural people also know some common sense, besides, now that the living standard has also improved, and some valuable things passed down from their ancestors are held in the palm of their hands, and they will never take them out unless it is absolutely necessary. For sale, as for those good things that are occasionally dug out of the soil, they will never let others see them.

Huang Hailin heard someone say this at the time, and smiled slightly. The lame old seven is at the end of the road, and now he is going to the countryside to do this kind of business. Three months later, Lame Seventh actually came back. Although he came back very poor, with torn clothes and trousers, and an unshaven beard, he really brought back a porcelain bowl. Afterwards, old Huang Hailin also felt sorry for him. , directly found a buyer for him, and the deal was sold for 5 yuan. The lame old seven, who had changed into a brand new outfit, was still setting up a banquet at the Xiyue Building in the ancient city of Qingcheng, and everyone from Shiyuefeng went. The lame old seven said that he bought it from an old woman for 1000 yuan at that time. After buying it, he had no money to come back. He limped all the way back from Fujiang.

Everyone sighed, and Huang Que also gave the lame old seven a thumbs up, but Huang Hailin said afterwards that the porcelain bowl was probably stolen by the lame old seven from other people's homes, and the treasures collected in the countryside exceeded thousands of dollars. There is a chord in other people's hearts, and hundreds or dozens of them will have unexpected effects.

After repaying Huang Hailin's money, Lame Seventh set off again. This time, I heard people say that he went to Nanyun, but the good times didn't last long. After half a year, someone saw him in Kun City, Nanyun Province, and said that this guy was on the street. I went to beg for food, and after another four months, some people said that this guy was so forced that he went to the border of Nanyun to poison others. In the end, he was hanged on a tree by his colleagues, murdered and robbed.

But today, this guy actually returned to October Maple again, and Huang Que was a little surprised. It seems that the gossip outside is really unbelievable.

"I said Uncle Yin, is Uncle Seven really back?" Huang Que asked again.

Liu Jinyin was not interested in the lame old seven, so he pushed the oriole into his own room and pressed it on the chair, "What do you care about him, he is not dead, of course he is not dead, if he is dead, he can still come to our October Maple ah?"

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of tea, pointed to a profile picture of a lonely woman on QQ, and said, "That's it, oh my god, the photos in the space are beautiful, several of them are exposed, birdie, hurry up Start the video."

Huang Que laughed at the anxious look of the old pervert, and said, "It's agreed, ten yuan a minute."

"Look at you kid, when did I ever lie to you, Uncle Yin, hurry up!"

The oriole had no choice but to click on the video, and the lonely woman really picked it up. When the screen appeared, the oriole saw, my god, a very rough woman appeared in the video window, with big eyes and slumped eyes. Nose, simple and honest smirk, and that posture are not at all compatible with beauty and sexiness.

"Who is this?" Liu Jinyin asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, the lonely woman sent a message: Prodigal son, you are so handsome, even more handsome than I imagined.

Liu Jinyin winked, Huang Que understood immediately, and turned back: Are you yourself?

Lonely Woman: Yes, what?not like it?

Huang Que replied again: It is different from the photos in the space.

Lonely woman: Posted a shy expression, now the Internet is so illusory, who would put their photos on the space, she is a girl, haha, wait, I will change into the pajamas I just bought, The lace is transparent.

"Closed!" Liu Jinyin was furious, mother, I came to see a beautiful woman, after a long time of tossing, the other party turned out to be an extremely ugly and shameless woman.

Huang Que smiled secretly, "Uncle Yin, it's really good, this girl is not bad."

"Not bad for you, mother, to deceive Lao Tzu's feelings."

"Three minutes and 36 seconds, you have to count me as four minutes." The oriole rascal said.

Liu Jinyin couldn't take it anymore, so he unplugged the computer and lit a cigarette. Looking at the expression on his face, he was more sad than losing 1000 yuan.

"Uncle Yin, is your heart broken?"

"These women are more ruthless than I am. At least I still have professional ethics to ask you to come and deal with them. As for her, she goes directly to battle without looking at her own virtue. What time is it now? It's almost three o'clock in the morning, dare you?" The little one thought he saw a ghost."

"Uncle Yin, I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep." The oriole gloated and looked at the depressed Liu Jinyin.

"Go go!"

The oriole giggled, took one out of the Furongwang cigarette case on the table, and walked out of Liu Jinyin's room.

Shi Yuefeng has two floors. The downstairs is Xing Buei's room, the counter, and the tea room, while the upstairs is the room of Liu Jinyin, Huang Que and others. I opened a small living room. I usually discuss business in the tea room downstairs. When I encounter a large or secret business, I will come to the small living room upstairs to negotiate. Next to the small living room is the bathroom. The oriole lightly He walked over lightly, and as soon as he reached the door of the small living room, he heard someone talking inside, one was the second uncle Huang Hailin, that's right, the other one sounded very familiar, it seemed that it was the lame old seven guy up.

The oriole was very curious, and he wanted to see what the lame lad seven, the old hooligan, would look like after three years. He raised his head, leaned to the side, and looked through the crack of the door, just in time to see the living room Half of the scene, Huang Hailin is wearing a white short T-shirt, holding a teacup in his hand. From the position of Huang Que, he can only see his back. Opposite him, sitting on the opposite side is Lame Laoqi, although he has not seen him for so many years See, the oriole can still recognize it at a glance. Although this guy is not rich and handsome, he is not as down and out as I imagined. He has a small crew cut, a checkered shirt, and a cigarette in his mouth. On it, there was a tripod incense burner. Because the distance was too far, the oriole could not tell what its texture was. Huang Hailin, who had never smoked much, stared at it for a long time, then put down the teacup in his hand, lit one, and smoked faintly. stand up.

"How is it? Second brother!" The second elder brother and the second master are the respectful titles for Huang Hailin in the local circle of Qingcheng. Since he is the second eldest in the family, everyone of the same generation respects him as the second elder brother. As for the younger generation, then Just call him a second master. Of course, those people in the business field, no matter young or old, like to respect Huang Hailin as a second master. The lame old seven has always respected Huang Hailin. It was like this before, and he has helped him several times. Back, the call is more cordial.

"Old Qi, tell me the truth, where did you get this thing?" Huang Hailin said in a low voice.

The lame old seven stared at Huang Hailin, frowned, and took two puffs of cigarettes desperately, "Second brother, is it so difficult?"

"I think you should know a little bit about it. Why don't you come here to find me so that I can analyze and analyze it for you?"

The lame old seven was told to break his mind, and he stifled the cigarette, "Nanyun, Wumutu!"

"Umutu? Old Qi, what are you going to do?"

"Second brother, you have to help me with this matter. I know you have a long way to go. This thing..."

"Isn't this thing hot?" Huang Hailin stared at the lame old seven, "Three-legged incense burner, bronze body, unicorn pattern, with the current market, although it is not considered beheading, you can go in and sit for a while Ten years, no problem at all, old seven, I don’t want to hurt you, besides, it’s too risky to get this thing out, so there’s no need to take such a risk, because it’s missing a cover, so it’s a risky thing to do , Seventh, do you think it’s a loss or not?”

The lame old seven continued to light a cigarette, feeling a little depressed, and asked, "How much is the price difference without the lid?"

Huang Hailin smiled and stretched out a finger, "It's only one fold! What's missing is the unicorn head!"

"[-]% discount?" The lame old seven gritted his teeth, "Second brother, help me this time."

Huang Hailin sighed, "Old Qi, I really don't think it's worth it. This thing is dangerous. Besides, a discount of [-]% is not too much, so it is necessary to take risks? Actually, I really don't want to look at it like this." The good things left in other people's hands, because they flowed out and went abroad, the ancestors left it to us descendants, isn't this a crime?"

The lame old seven pondered for a while, lowered his head, and said softly: "Second brother, my mother is sick with cancer. I have been to the hospital. The operation can give me another year of life. I don't care about it now. I'm afraid... This thing will buy my mother's life for a year, second brother, I beg you!" After the lame seventh finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Huang Hailin.

The 50-year-old man knelt on the ground without hesitation.

"Lao Qi, what are you doing, get up!" Huang Hailin helped the lame Lao Qi up, poured him a cup of tea, and thought for a while, "How much is the difference?"

"30."

Huang Hailin frowned, looked at the lame Lao Qi, and said, "Lao Qi, I think this is the case. This thing is for sale, but it cannot be sold to those unscrupulous profiteers. I will contact some friends. There are some collections in Beijing and Shanghai." The quality of the family is still good, but there is no rush for this matter, so it is difficult to sell in a short time. I will give you the 30 you want now, and I will leave this thing with me for the time being. However, yes No one can disclose it, can you see it?"

The lame seventh brother was grateful, "Thank you second brother, thank you second brother! Second brother, I will never forget your great kindness to Lao Qi."

Huang Hailin waved his hand. In fact, Huang Que has seen this kind of thing more than once or twice. He thinks that Uncle Er is really a good person in his heart, because Huang Hailin will never do anything behind his back, or he can sell it for 100 yuan. Ten thousand things are deliberately said to be one hundred thousand by others.

"Okay, Lao Qi, it's almost dawn, if you don't mind, why don't you rest in October Maple for one night?"

"No, second brother, I want to go to the hospital to accompany my mother, her days are numbered, hey, I used to be a bastard!" The lame old seven wiped his eyes, just took a step, but He stopped suddenly and stared at Huang Hailin, "Oh, by the way, second brother, there is something I must tell you."

"Say it!" Huang Hailin held up the teacup again.

The lame old seven sat back on the sofa again, "I have been in Umutu for the past year, just to get this thing, and there, I encountered a strange thing, everyone knows about it, you, Definitely interested."

"what's up?"

"I saw a dragon at a mountain tributary of the Lancang River!"

The teacup in Huang Hailin's hand fell to the ground suddenly, his face turned pale, "What are you talking about, dragon? Have you seen a dragon?"

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