"Oh, Master Shen, how embarrassing is this! No matter how much you say this bad debt, it will not be your turn to wipe the ass of this old drunkard! Whoever dares to do bad things will bear it himself!"

"Boss Sun is not welcome, first of all, the workmanship of this palm Buddha belongs to the superior, although it is an imitation, but its workmanship, the level of painting is not worse than the original, even if it is an imitation, but the gold on it is the old gold, the technology of ceramic firing is first-class, and it has a certain appreciation space in general!"

"That's it! Master Shen, you have said so, then I will keep this palm Maitreya Buddha! This time I will give Master Shen a face and let this old drunkard go once! If I fool and deceive people again in the future, I will never bypass him!"

"Thank you, Boss Sun...... Thank you so much......"

Sun Nanbing saluted Shen Qiu in return, and then left with a few of his subordinates.

Seeing the old drunkard in the corner without saying a word, his messy hair covered his face, although Shen Qiu couldn't see his facial features clearly, he still called out this person's name: "I didn't expect it, Master Cao, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have actually become like this!"

The moment the old drunkard spoke just now, Shen Qiu heard this person's voice, this person didn't recognize people, it was the treasure master who resigned from Xuan Bao Zhai a few months ago, Cao Donglai.

No one expected that the high-spirited treasure connoisseur would become this down-and-out image in a blink of an eye.

"Shen Qiu, you ...... When did you see it?How did you see it?" Cao Donglai had an incredible expression on his face, looked at Shen Qiu and shook his head and said puzzled.

"Master Cao, I can see it when I speak...... Even if you don't do it in Xuan Bao Zhai, you won't be embarrassed to be in cahoots with Mr. Ghost, right? Don't you know? The big shopkeeper was killed by Mr. Ghost! You are aiding and abusing!"

As soon as Cao Donglai appeared, Shen Qiu concluded a few points, first of all, Cao Donglai was by no means the identity of Mr. Ghost, when he was still in Xuanbaozhai, Mr. Ghost had already appeared in Jiangcheng.

Another Cao Donglai has a certain degree of attainment in appreciating treasures, but he is far from reaching the level of Mr. Ghost's fraud, so he said that the simple palm Buddha cannot make the Maitreya Buddha without 20 years of skills.

"Hahaha!hahaha!" Cao Donglai raised his head and poured a sip of spirits: "Shen Qiu! I have not been involved in this field until now, and it is not your own creation! If you didn't want to be the master of Xuan Bao Zhai, how could I be like this...... As for the ghost you said, I don't know! Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you!"

"You made this purely your own death, it's a pity that Master Wang Qianshi's hundred-year inheritance, it doesn't matter, even if you don't say it, I will find Mr. Ghost! Tell me a word, I, Shen Qiu, have been on a par with him in this life, even if I die, I will dig him out of the coffin!

Shen Qiu turned around and was about to leave after speaking, when Cao Donglai's voice came from behind: "Wait!"

I saw Cao Donglai take out a business card from his body and throw it to Shen Qiu: "I, Cao Donglai, don't owe favors, I know that you are looking for the whereabouts of the send-off sticker, this business card is for you! It can help you find the whereabouts of the send-off sticker! We will pay off this debt!"

Shen Qiu picked up the business card from the ground, the business card was high-end and beautiful, and several gilded fonts were extremely conspicuous in the column, the big guy on the business card was not small, and he had several loud titles at the same time: the first god in Tianyang District, fortune telling, and one-stop service of naming feng shui, Huang Tie!

......

Back to Xuan Bao Zhai at noon, an acquaintance came to the store, and he named Shen Qiu Jianbao, this person is none other than Uncle Mao, who had sold goods in Xuan Bao Zhai before, and had a shape like a pork belly stone in Xuan Bao Zhai before.

Uncle Mao's last sale was to raise money and gather with his old comrades-in-arms, and the stone of pork belly was sold for 180,000 yuan, which can be regarded as solving his urgent need.

"Master Shen, you're back! I'm here again!" Uncle Mao smiled and took out a huge backpack from his back.

"Uncle Mao, were you happy at the last comrades-in-arms gathering, have you spent all the 180,000 yuan?" Shen Qiu went up to help Uncle Mao sit down, and arranged for someone to pour tea and smoke for the uncle.

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's been sold for 180,000 yuan and it's not even half a month and there's no money! This is the case! At the last party, there was an old brother who died because of his physical condition, and later he was seriously ill and hospitalized! The situation is still quite serious, it is said that he will have to undergo a major operation, and my 180,000 yuan is only enough to pay him a deposit, and there is still a difference of 300,000 yuan! So I will trouble Master Shen today!"

Uncle Mao unzipped the backpack, and then took out a wide and flat thing from it, looking at this general appearance is like a saddle, the material of the saddle is made of black hard cowhide, and the two sides of the saddle are also connected with two heavy stirrups, and the surface of the saddle is colorful and green, inlaid with all kinds of silver jewelry.

The weight of the saddle is not light, and Uncle Mao is very difficult to hold in his hand, and there is at least fifty-six catties of weight.

This saddle looks like an old thing, but it's not too long, and there are heavy friction marks on the saddle cushion, which can be seen that this thing should have been used by Uncle Mao when he was a bandit.

"Old thing, old thing! Uncle Mao! This has a year at a glance! This is the standard configuration for being a bandit when you were young!" Zhu Xiaogang interjected half-jokingly: "At least a hundred years!"

"Boy, you're really blind!" Uncle Mao pointed to the heavy saddle and said: "This thing was passed on to me by our bandit leader at that time, a total of three generations of bandits, since the Qing Dynasty, it has been passed down from the Qing Dynasty, and it has a history of more than 100 years when it was passed to me, and it has been laid for 200 years until now!"

"Ordinary people are not qualified to touch it, only the bandit brother is qualified to use it, for so many years, I have always kept it at home as a good heart, not that I blow it! When I used to ride the saddle, I could shine at night! That's a mighty one!"

"If it weren't for my brother's serious illness, I wouldn't have been able to sell it for money! Master Shen, can you see if this thing can be sold for 300,000 yuan? I don't want more! Just 300,000 yuan! 300,000 yuan can save my brother's life!"

"Uncle Mao, this ......" Zhu Xiaogang shook his head and said, this kind of saddle can be seen without Shen Qiu's eyes.

Although the thing is an old thing, it basically has no cultural relics value, even if it is the two hundred years of history mentioned by Uncle Mao, it can't be bought at a price of 300,000 yuan, and it can be sold for 5,000 yuan in a converted way.

"I don't listen to you! I don't listen to you! I listen to Shen Qiu! Shen Qiu, help me see, how much is this thing worth?" Uncle Mao suddenly darkened his face, grabbed Shen Qiu and asked.

Shen Qiu nodded, and played with it first, the saddle is basically not controversial, and the materials are very kind, even if more than two hundred years have passed, the outline of the saddle has basically not changed, and the hard cowhide is also well preserved, and there are no signs of cracking.

It is worth mentioning that these silver ornaments hanging from the saddle are worth some money, even if they are old.

"Uncle Mao, I've finished reading it, have you also asked about the price of this thing in other antique shops?" Shen Qiu asked bluntly.

"Your kid's eyes are really poisonous! I have indeed been there, and I don't hide this, but the prices they offer are darker than the other, some are out of 1,000, some are out of 800! and some are out of 500! Isn't this buying my saddle as a scrap product! It's not suitable, it's not suitable! Shen Qiu, you just tell the truth, you have to say it!"

"If you have one to say, then 300,000 yuan! Xiao Gang wrote a check to Uncle Mao, and he wrote a check for 300,000 yuan to Uncle Mao!"

Yes?

Uncle Mao and Zhu Xiaogang were stunned at the same time, how much is this saddle The two of them have a bottom in their hearts, basically the price range of 10,000 to 20,000, Shen Qiu had to directly open the price of 300,000.

"No, isn't it Shen Qiu? Do you really want to open 300,000? Are you sure?" Uncle Mao himself felt like he was dreaming.

"Brother Shen, it's not that I'm going to interject...... This ......" Zhu Xiaogang frowned and interjected: "I don't doubt your vision, but the finished product of this saddle is indeed not as good as the stone of pork belly last time! Are you out of sympathy to give Uncle Mao this price? We are in business, not a charity, is this price a little too ......?"

Shen Qiu nodded and smiled indifferently: "Xiao Gang, just do as I say, 300,000 yuan will be given to Uncle Mao, and I will be responsible for what happens......