Beauty Protect Geomancer

Solemnly pretending to be here for the first time, looking left and right is very novel.

He Da is familiar with the road. He didn't rush to get things. Instead, he took a walk along Dongtai Road, and then slowly went back.

In fact, this is a disguised reminder.

As soon as people like him appeared on Dongtai Road, the sharp eyed boss had already seen them and knew they had something to sell.

Those who want to eat will naturally come to ask.

It's reasonable to compare three stores. Fan Zhiqi's store is he Da's last choice.

"Oh, what's new?" A boss who seems to be familiar with He Da first jumped out to ask the price.

"Yes, I just got it from the countryside. Why are you interested?" He Da asked with an oblique eye.

In general, the most popular items in the market are foreign "ancient goods". There are two kinds of ancient goods: one is the antiques collected from the countryside, and the other is the ghost goods from the cemetery.

But it's against the law to rob tombs these days, so no one will say that they have ghost goods in their hands. They all say that they got them from the countryside.

"Tut tut." The boss obviously didn't believe he Da's words. Tut tut didn't reveal it.

"Why don't you believe it? See this young man? My third grandfather's nephew, the thing is his! I just introduce the way this time, and charge an intermediary fee! Whether it can be sold depends on whether he agrees or not. " He Dayi pulled the solemn and lied.

Solemn immediately with the acting, nodded, said: "it's mine, why, you want to buy?"

The boss looked at the solemn, a smile, asked: "Ludong? Or northern Jiangsu? "

In a word, we can judge the solemn hometown.

Fortunately, Qingping temple is located in the eastern part of Shandong Province, which is similar to the dialect of Northern Jiangsu Province, just like Zhu Xie's tomb.

"Northern Jiangsu. Do you want to buy it or not? Don't buy, don't grind. " Solemnly said.

He Da listened to solemn words, not from secretly gave solemn a thumb.

"Even if I want to buy something, I have to know what kind of thing it is?"

"Bronze censer, are you interested?" He Da took over.

When the boss heard that it was bronze ware, he was a little afraid. After thinking about it, he took a big hand and said, "let's make a price first. If you can accept it, I'll buy it. If you can't accept it, you'd better go to jubaozhai."

Jubaozhai is fan Zhiqi's store.

So he Da shook hands with his boss and kept holding out his fingers. A minute later, the boss shook his head: "forget it, the price you want is too expensive, I can't eat it. You'd better go to Jubao Zhai. "

He released his hand with regret, said goodbye to the boss and left.

Just now the boss is holding hands with He Da, which is a way of asking prices in the antique market.

This is handed down from the old days. Because the market was open-air at that time, the two sides of the transaction didn't want to let the people next to them know the price of their transaction, so they would cover it with cloth, and then judge the price of the other side by touching the number of fingers of the other side.

In the early days when the Chinese people still passed on wide robes and big sleeves, when people held hands, they were directly blocked by the sleeves, so there was no need for cloth. Up to now, it's too strange to cover it with cloth, so it becomes a direct handshake.

Both sides of the finger in the palm of the tap, in order to explain the price.

Just now, he Da failed to get along with the boss.

"Damn it, old fox! Just want to pit me! These antique shop owners, none of them are good! " He said angrily.

This is the right thing to say. The most important thing about antiques is to buy low and sell high. It's sure that we have to keep the price down.

"Brother Zhuang, if someone asks the price later, I'll say it's yours and you're my nephew. You bite to death. If you don't sell it, you'll look at me. When you can sell it, I'll kick you to remind you. " He Da turned his head and said to Zhuang Chong.

Zhuang nods his head, which makes it more convenient to control the scene solemnly. Let fan Zhiqi honestly eat this Chenxiang string.

Dongtai Road is not big. After a while, the owners who have a little capital all know that he DA has bought a bronze ware, but the price is really expensive. While they are guessing about the censer, no one comes up to ask the price.

He DA has also sold things twice in Dongtai Road. The boss of Dongtai Road knows what he is. The price of bronze ware is outrageous. I can't eat it without ordering backstage.

So for a moment, no one asked the price.

At this time, in the middle of Dongtai Road, a simple and beautiful antique shop was decorated, and a 50 year old shopkeeper was sitting in the room.

"Uncle Zhao, it's said that a local mouse is coming. It seems that he has got a very powerful ghost. Shall we go and find out? " A man asked the shopkeeper.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao is the shopkeeper of jubaozhai and a famous old player in the Pearl antique market. He was invited to visit the shop by fan Zhiqi at a high price.

Shopkeeper Zhao waved his hand and said, "it's not urgent. You think anyone can eat the ghost? What's more, it's still expensive bronzes. Wait. They'll come to you in half an hour! "

Shopkeeper Zhao has long known about He Da from the phone.

"Uncle Zhao, is there such a God?" He asked incredulously.

"God or not, just wait and see?" Shopkeeper Zhao is full of confidence.

Ten minutes later, twenty minutes later, when the young man thought manager Zhao had lost, a solemn figure of four appeared at the gate of jubaozhai.

The boy's eyes were wide open, and his mouth even exclaimed: "Oh, oh, uncle Zhao, you are really a god!"

Shopkeeper Zhao lit his pipe slowly, took a puff, and said, "I'm not old enough to welcome the guests!"

The boy, with a smile, went out to meet the guests.

"Do you want to buy something?" Xiao Ji, knowing the intention of the solemn four, asked.

He Da glanced at the young man contemptuously and said: "call your shopkeeper! I can't tell you. "

"Damn it, I'll see how you are trapped by Zhao Shukeng later." The boy said something in his heart and called manager Zhao to go.

Shopkeeper Zhao took a few more puffs of smoke before he knocked on his pipe. Shi Shi ran came out and said, "ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what's the matter with Zhao?"

In the antique trade, most people's style is very old, with obvious habits of the Republic of China.

This shopkeeper Zhao is just like this. He speaks with a certain accent.

"Hey hey, shopkeeper Zhao, I've got an old object from the countryside. I want to ask you for help." He Da doesn't talk about selling, but about looking for someone.

"Oh, thank you for looking up to me. I don't know if it's calligraphy and painting, porcelain or ancient money or jade?"

"Neither. It's bronze, and there's a Chenxiang bracelet. " He Da said. He picked up the bag and put it on the counter.

When he Da said that there was Chenxiang bracelet, manager Zhao's eyes flashed a touch of excitement.

Solemnly will Zhao shopkeeper's expression income eyes, know that the fish began to bite bait, as long as slowly take line, don't worry about the fish don't bite.

"Bronze, that's hard to say. Please take it out first. If Zhao's eyes are clumsy, don't blame him. " Shopkeeper Zhao motioned He Da to take out the bronzes.

He Dayi said with a smile, "shopkeeper, are you a little too casual? Where can I see things here? "

Shopkeeper Zhao patted his forehead and said, "yes, yes, I'm Meng Lang. Come on, inside, please. Xiao Li, tea. "

Ghost goods to see goods, but it is not convenient to see directly in the shop, so that people do not see miscellaneous, leak the wind.

Inside the shop, there is a reception room of 20 square meters with antique decoration.

After a while, the boy brought four cups of tea.

After a few sips of tea, he opened his backpack mysteriously, took out a Boshan stove and handed it to shopkeeper Zhao.

Shopkeeper Zhao put on gloves, took the Boshan stove, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, and carefully identified it.

He Dake doesn't worry that it's a fake. He took it from Zhu Xie's tomb after life and death. How could it be a fake?

After a while, shopkeeper Zhao put down his magnifying glass and said, "is there only one thing?"

Look at the expression of shopkeeper Zhao, it should be true.

He Da Xiaoxiao took out the remaining two and handed them to shopkeeper Zhao.

As soon as shopkeeper Zhao took it, his eyes immediately sparkled with excitement. It was obvious that the three censers were good things, and even shopkeeper Zhao, who had seen a lot, was moved.

After a long time, shopkeeper Zhao finally reluctantly put down the censer, took a sip of tea and said, "it's true. The Boshan censer in the late Sui Dynasty is really a rare boutique. Come on, how much do you want it for? "

He Da looked at the solemnity, winked at the solemnity and said, "shopkeeper, I'm just an introducer. The owner of the thing is this little brother. You'd better ask him. "

Shopkeeper Zhao arched his hand solemnly and asked, "brother, did you upload this thing from your ancestors, or did you get it by accident?"

This is pure no words to find words, in fact, shopkeeper Zhao heart mirror like, these three things are ghost goods.

Solemnly, he said, "it's my grandfather's grandfather who handed it down. If it wasn't for my mother's illness, I wouldn't sell it."

"How much do you want to sell

"Five million!" Solemn lion big mouth, direct price doubled.

This time, can't help but frighten shopkeeper Zhao, even he Da was also seriously scared.

When you open your mouth, it's five million yuan. You should be a Ming coin!

"Ha ha, little brother... Sure enough..." shopkeeper Zhao wanted to find a word to describe the solemnity, but he didn't think of it for a long time.

It can't be said that solemnity is lengtouqing, Erzi, or lack of brain, right? Five million? Why don't you say 10 million?

"Come on, don't make up with me, just say buy it or not?" With a solemn wave of his hand, he did not give shopkeeper Zhao any face.

Shopkeeper Zhao almost choked with a mouthful of tea. Am I close to you? Am I worth it? Is there any self-knowledge?

But for the sake of the censer, shopkeeper Zhao could only swallow his anger and said, "little brother, there is no outsider here, so I'll give you a solid account. You can get these three things out of the shop, and I promise no other shop can take them! So, we don't want to tell lies. One price, 800000! "

It's a 20% discount for a mouthful of air pressure. Shopkeeper Zhao's asking price is really cruel.

What's more, manager Zhao's words are a bit threatening.

Jubaozhai is a bully on Dongtai Road. Relying on fan's family background, it has cut off the treasures of other stores. But other stores can only bear it. They dare not say anything. After all, fan's family is a big family in Mingzhu, so they can't easily be provoked.

As long as shopkeeper Zhao gives a word, no one dares to accept the three censers.

On hearing this from manager Zhao, he Dadeng was in a hurry. Nature he knows the energy of Jubao Zhai.

Just wanted to signal solemn to be soft and say something nice, who knows, solemn suddenly glared, pointed to shopkeeper Zhao's nose and scolded: "dead old man, who are you hoodwinking? Do you really think you are the king of heaven? It's actually a toad in a well! If you have the ability to say hello to other families, I won't sell it! I will not sell you scrap copper even if I smash it! "