Divine-eyed Physician Son-In-Law

Although Chen Tao is not good at antiques, he trusts Ding Yi. He knows that the things that can make Ding Yi, a businessman who makes a living by reselling antiques, reluctant to sell and treasure must be treasures.

After walking back and forth between several antiques, he was dazzled and confused.

"How about Mr. Chen? Is there anyone who can look good?" Ding Yi asked tentatively.

"Well..." Chen Tao scratched his head, slightly embarrassed, "Lao Ding, or you'd better help me choose one!"

"Yes Ding Yi agreed without thinking about it, and then asked, "I don't know who Mr. Chen is going to give this gift to. If you know the identity of the other party, you can more accurately judge what gift to give him. "

"Well... He's a doctor, but he's also very good at antiques. Oh, by the way, his kung fu seems to be very good! So it's better to choose something special. " Chen Tao thought about it and said.

"OK, I see. Just a moment. I'll choose for you." Ding Yi nodded gently, but without much consideration, he walked forward and made a circle around the darkroom.

To tell the truth, looking at his own treasures in the house, no matter which one he gave up, it was like cutting meat. But I can't help it. It's the head of the Chen family, the top five people in Shucheng. He is an antique buyer. How dare he fight against him.

Moreover, judging from Chen Tao's reaction, he seems to value or fear the person he wants to give gifts to. That is to say, the identity of that person must be different. It can make Chen Tao so frightened, either Bai Chongshan, the owner of the Bai family, the largest family in Shucheng, or some big man outside Shucheng.

Ding Yi didn't have much thought. He just wanted to take this opportunity to give up an antique. If Chen Tao flattered the big man with the things he chose, he would be more or less polite to himself in the future. As a result, his position in Shucheng can be more stable.

Thinking of this, he regained his mind and glanced at all the antiques in the secret room. The porcelain, calligraphy and painting are not suitable.

Finally, his eyes fell on the wooden box in the corner of the north wall and walked directly over.

"Mr. Chen, come and have a look. I think it's very suitable for your friend." Ding Yi goes to the north corner, opens the box and looks at the contents. A trace of reluctant flickers in his eyes. A moment later, he said to Chen Tao.

On hearing this, Chen Tao quickly strode over and fixed his eyes on the box, which turned out to be an ancient machete. This knife is not long, similar to the one used by prairie people to cut beef. The whole blade is dark black. It doesn't look very sharp, but the handle is made of emerald green jasper.

Chen Tao doesn't know about antiques. According to his own subjective impression, he doesn't think this knife is a treasure. So he frowned slightly.

"Lao Ding, are you sure you're not kidding me? Is this really a treasure?"

"Mr. Chen, I don't know. I got this knife by chance, but I always regard it as a treasure. It's rarely seen by outsiders, let alone sold. In my opinion, it is more precious than any other collection in this room. " Seeing Chen Tao questioning himself, Ding Yi immediately made a serious response.

Really?

Chen Tao immediately glanced at other antiques in the room. But he felt that everything was more valuable than the knife in front of him.

Ding Yi also saw his mind and was a little helpless, but he was patient and continued to explain, "Mr. Chen, you don't know something. This Dao is really a rare treasure. Its body is forged with black gold and black iron. Although it looks dull and not too sharp, it is actually a sharp tool for cutting iron like mud. Look at its handle, which is also made of Millennium Xuanyu. The quality of jade is higher than the Imperial Green on the market. Moreover, the Xuanyu is not as fragile as ordinary jade, but as hard as iron. In addition, the ancients did not know how to connect Xuanyu and xuantie together to make this Dao, which made it a rare treasure! "

Seeing Ding Yi's eloquence and excitement, Chen Tao finally began to think that this Dao might really be a rare treasure. After all, Ding Yi seems to have no reason to cheat himself. If he plays tricks with himself, unless he leaves Shucheng overnight, he will have a good life in the future.

"Mr. Chen, this knife is also the most suitable gift for your friend, regardless of its value." Chen Tao is pondering, Ding Yi suddenly has a mouth to say such a sentence.

"Well, let's hear it." Chen Tao quickly recovered and looked at him calmly.

"Didn't you just say that your friend is very knowledgeable about antiques and a martial arts practitioner?"

"That's right, Liang. He is not only a talent for treasure assessment, but also a master of martial arts!" Chen Tao nodded like a chicken.

"That's right. Since I got this knife, I felt that there was something hidden in it, but after years of thinking, I couldn't figure it out. If your friend is really a treasure genius, he will be interested in this knife. Maybe he can solve the secret Speaking of this, Ding Yi is excited again.

"Second, since he is a man with excellent martial arts, this Dao is just a treasure Dao. Isn't it wonderful to accompany a master with a sword? "

"Yes, you are right!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Chen Ding suddenly realized that he was overjoyed and patted Ding Yi on the shoulder.

"Lao Ding, you are really the most powerful treasure appraiser in Shucheng. I came to you today, and I really found the right person!"

"Mr. Chen, I'm flattered. I'm not the best treasure appraiser in Shucheng!" Ding Yi hears the speech and shakes his head modestly.

Chen Tao smiles and says, "Lao Ding, don't be modest. In that case, I'll listen to you and take this knife. I hope you will give up your love and give it to me

"Mr. Chen came to the door in person. Naturally, I should give up my things."

"That's what I like about you!" Chen Tao patted Ding Yi on the shoulder again and said, "Lao Ding, make a price!"

As he spoke, he took the checkbook and pen out of his pocket.

"Mr. Chen, I bought this knife for eight million five years ago. I don't want any more. Just give me eight million. " Ding Yi thought about it and said.

"Eight million? How can this work? You are also a trader. How can I make you not earn a dime. Besides, the eight million five years ago is different from the eight million now! " Chen Tao waved his hand.

"Well, I'll give you $10 million to offset inflation. Don't refuse." Then he wrote a check directly and handed it to Ding Yi.