World Tibet Bureau

Fatty Xiao said: "Baduzi surnamed Pei, there was a sudden emergency that day, he didn't go to preside over the Yinxi Bureau, and sent two men to go there! After these two men were arrested, they refused to admit that they were Sifangzhai people. No evidence related to the surname Pei was found at the scene, so he cannot be arrested."

I asked, "What's the good news?"

Fatty Xiao said: "The good news is that we have broken the game. Many antique dealers have been arrested, and all those who escaped have been arrested. Sifangzhai's reputation has been severely damaged like never before. The forces behind those underground antique dealers, It's all about trouble with Brother Pei."

"Lu Xiaoxin couldn't bear the pressure, so in order to clear the relationship, he temporarily released Brother Pei. In a rage, Brother Pei sent people all over the city to inquire about the person who broke the situation, and even said that once the person who broke the situation was found out and caught, he would be stabbed to death immediately. !"

I replied: "No rush, let's take our time. Break his arms this time, and then cripple his legs next time. Only by torturing him slowly can he relieve his hatred. If he loses his braids as soon as he is beaten, he won't be him anymore."

Fatty Xiao was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "That's right! It seems that there is no bad news from what you said... However, I am a little worried about your safety now, why don't you tell my brother?"

I said, "No, they can't find me."

Fatty Xiao thought for a while and said, "Okay! I recently spotted a big treasure, and I'll let you know when the news is confirmed."

After he left, I touched my empty pocket, thinking about changing some money first to spend it.

I'm holding the copper coin of the Buddha statue.

curious coincidence.

Went to Yingqing Pavilion managed by Lu Cenyin.

It took me many years to understand.

People and treasures, people and people are actually the same.

Pay attention to chance.

At that time, I went to Yingqing Pavilion simply because I heard from Fatty Xiao that Yingqing Pavilion was more fair.

Lu Cenyin knew that I had a copper coin for a Buddha statue in my hand, but there are many branches of Yingqing Pavilion in Jinling, and there are thousands of antiques and cultural objects in them. For such a small thing, it is far from being in front of a great god like her.

After arriving at Yingqing Pavilion, the clerk at the counter asked: "Sir, do you want to buy or give up?"

I replied: "There is something you like in your pocket. I would like to ask you to give it a hand. If it is suitable, I will give you a whole jujube."

Hearing this, the counter clerk laid out a white cloth, took out a three-piece suit, and inspected it carefully.

Ten minutes later, he said to me, "Wait a moment."

This is to invite the shopkeeper.

That alone.

Yingqingge is much more professional than the idiots in Sifangzhai.

soon.

An old pedant came out of the room, with a pair of thick-bottomed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He took the Buddha statue money and looked at it for a long time.

Afterwards, he raised his head, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Brother, is there any inheritance?"

When the shopkeeper asked this question, he had already admitted in his heart that it was genuine.

However, after the promulgation of the Cultural Relics Law, anyone who opens an antique shop formally must ask this question.

As the saying goes, human goods are desirable, ghost goods are not touched, and magic goods are invited to immortals.

Human goods are antiques that have been handed down from family ancestors or formally traded in the market.

Ghosts, ghosts dug out of the cemetery.

Mythical goods, things stolen from the museum.

Human goods can be traded normally, but ghost goods cannot be touched. If you see ghost goods, you can only call the police directly, and ask the police to deal with them.

That being said.

But if you insist on saying that your things are handed down from your ancestors, the antique shop will not be able to tell.

The reason why you must ask is that there are cameras in Gein Antiques.

What you answer will be recorded exactly.

When the time comes to investigate, the antique shop will have no responsibility.

For this reason, as far as ghost goods and magic goods are concerned, there are generally more private and secret transactions.

In some novels, after robbing the tomb, they go directly to antique shops or auction houses to sell dirty goods, which is a typical practice of thinking that the rice is too fragrant.

I replied truthfully: "It was collected from the market, please rest assured the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper nodded when he heard the words: "Song Chunhua's Buddha statue money is not the original version, and the imitation material is made of copper, but the date is indeed from the Song Dynasty, and it is an old object with a good quality. My surname is Song, and I am the shopkeeper of this shop." , offer a real price. If the little brother is willing to give up his love, the things and the card number will be left in Yingqing Pavilion."

I asked, "How much is Shopkeeper Song paying?"

Shopkeeper Song stretched out his hand: "Slap, how about it?"

Totally in line with my price.

I have a sense of respect for this Shopkeeper Song.

Accurate vision, fair price, quick work.

The demeanor of the old school treasure appraiser master!

I replied: "OK!"

Immediately, I picked up the pen and paper, wrote the card number and handed it over.

The clerk at the counter carefully collected the money from the Buddha statue, and then handed over the card number to a female clerk.

The female clerk immediately filled out the delivery slip, stamped it with the Yingqing Pavilion receipt stamp, and tore the receipt back to me.

I picked up the receipt and was about to leave when two people at the door suddenly blocked my way.

"Sir, please stay!"

I turned my head and glanced at Shopkeeper Song and the others. They were also stunned and didn't know what happened.

The people who stopped me turned out to be two safflower stick men.

In any antique shop that has been passed down for many years, there are civil and military positions in it.

Clerical positions mainly include managers, shopkeepers, court officials, and treasurers.

The manager is the number one manager. There are so many branches in Yingqing Pavilion, all of which are controlled by Lu Cenyin. There is no doubt that she is the manager.

The shopkeeper is the specific person in charge under the manager.

Chaofeng is the role of the counter clerk. After preliminary appraisal and review, when encountering major issues, he must ask the shopkeeper for instructions.

And the treasurer is the person who bills, collects money and sends out the account, similar to the female shop assistant.

The military occupation is relatively simple, called Honghua Gunlang.

In the past, antique merchants traveled all over the rivers and lakes and carried heavy treasures, so they had to hire people with high martial arts skills to protect them.

This kind of person usually takes a stick painted with red patterns on it. Usually, the stick is used to pick treasures.

A stick similar to the length of an electric baton is pinned to their waists, and their bodies are red.

It must be the red flower stick man.

A safflower stick man said: "There is an old friend of a gentleman upstairs who wants to see you."

What the hell!

Apart from Lu Cenyin, I can't think of anyone else who can command Honghua Gunlang to stop me.

It was a coincidence.

How could such a big lady in the Lu family suddenly appear in this shop today?

I replied: "I don't want to see you!"

Red Flower Gunlang said: "She said you would definitely want to see her."

I asked, "Why?"

He replied: "Because she said she would thank you in person, and let her ride in a bullock cart for the first time in her life."

My brain suddenly buzzed.

Lu Cenyin actually knew that I was the one who rescued her and knocked her out that day!

Should not be!

I wore a pig mask throughout the show, so I couldn't tell the difference from the face.

Sister Jiuer took me to live in the Northeast for a year. People from the Northeast are very good at correcting the pronunciation of foreigners.

Later in the thatch, I knocked her unconscious.

Could it be that the medical staff described it when they sent her to the hospital?

But at that time, I didn't go to the hospital at all because of the urgency to urinate.

Even if the medical staff described the appearance of the person who sent her in, they were still describing Fatty Xiao, and Lu Cenyin didn't know Fatty Xiao at all.

Of course, these are not the crux of the problem.

The key is.

Brother Pei is now all over Jinling City looking for the person who smashed the mat that day.

Among the diners who participated in the banquet, except Lu Cenyin and me, no one escaped.

Lu Cenyin has every reason to believe that I must have done the smashing of the pussy mat.

Then.

What does she want to do next?

I can't see you today.

With a sullen face, I followed Red Flower Stickman up to the second floor.

When they arrived at a suite, the guide knocked on the door.

Lu Cenyin's familiar voice came from inside: "Come in."

Red Flower Gunlang opened the door and let me in.

The office is very large, with antique decoration, all yellow pear tables and chairs, Zheng Banqiao's paintings are hung on the wall, and various celadon and copper pots are placed on the antique shelf.

The curtains were drawn halfway, and the sunlight shone into the room just right, reflecting the office's precious atmosphere.

Lu Cenyin stood by the window with his back to me, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Her shadow dragged on the ground, slender and agile.

Her shoulder-length black hair hangs down, and the breeze outside the window gently lifts her temples, making her side face more bright and moving.

Lu Cenyin turned around, winked at me playfully, and said with a smile, "I was looking for you, but you came to Yingqing Pavilion."

I sat down and said nothing.

She came to me for the first time.

With the sincerity of the big money master seeking talents, it shows the dignity and elegance of a strong woman.

And this time.

She was more like a snake catcher who pinched the snake seven inches, with a hint of luck in her expression.

Lu Cenyin walked over slowly, took a cup, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have a drink with me?"