200 Selling Jade

The news grew wings and spread in the wind.

Soon, in another inn next door to Wang Er's Inn, the shopkeeper sat lazily on the bench with a back while drinking tea while listening to a few henchmen chatting intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's really strange, no one should go to his hotel anymore when he dies, but why are there twice as many customers as usual?"

"Now it's full and there's no room to squeeze, even the room where the people just died is occupied. ”

"Who is so bold as to live in a house like that?"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts in the middle of the night?"

"Whoa—" the shopkeeper interrupted everyone impatiently, "can't you inquire about anything useful?

The guys looked at each other, not understanding what the shopkeeper was thinking.

"Make it black, make it stink, take the opportunity to bring down the name of this so-called century-old store!" The shopkeeper clenched his fist fiercely, "Even if you can't pull it down, you have to take the opportunity to touch him in the dark." ”

The guys suddenly opened up, and they all geared up, "Yes, yes, yes, seize the moment, step on it, it's time for us to come out." ”

The shopkeeper stretched, "Then why don't you think about it quickly, do you want to wait for me to go out in person?"

The guys took the order and immediately dispersed.

Although it has entered February, it is early spring, but the air is still cold and cold, the cold wind sweeps against the ground, the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, a flower child wrapped a tattered old sheepskin jacket, trembling along the root of the wall, through most of the street, and finally into the oldest and most qualified pawn shop in Liangzhou.

"The shopkeeper, the weather is cold, the belly is hungry, the villain is infected and sick, and he can't stand it anymore, so he can only take out this family heirloom object in exchange for a few dollars. ”

Hanako slowly pulled out a dirty black cloth bag from under her old sheepskin jacket.

The guy saw that it was a dirty and broken flower, and immediately frowned, but in the pawn business, the most taboo is to watch people cook, and the brightly dressed ones may not be able to get good things.

But the new lad really didn't see anything useful that Hanako would come up with.

Because a person who really has a treasure in his body will make himself this virtuous?

The guy casually wrinkled his nose and took something from Hanako's hand, and was just about to open it to take a look at it himself, Hanako suddenly straightened up and stopped it, startling the guy, "This thing is precious, it's not something that you little guy can look at casually, or give it to your shopkeeper, if you miss it, you can't afford to lose your life." ”

Hanako's expression looked shrunken, but she said it with confidence.

The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the guy obediently held it in front of the shopkeeper, but he scolded his mother fiercely in his heart, a stinky flower, I don't know where the poor got a thing to come here to try to deceive people, our shopkeeper has already practiced a sharp eye, how can you cheat casually, go back and wait for the identification of the fake, see how I drove you out!

Hanako didn't seem to be able to see the unhappiness in the young man's heart, and as soon as her ass was twisted, Shi Shiran sat down by herself.

The shopkeeper slowly opened the black cloth bag.

After a layer of black cotton cloth was untied, revealing a layer of pale yellow soft silk cloth, the shopkeeper patiently uncovered the silk cloth again, revealing another layer of pure white silk.

The nine purple silk of Lingzhou Mansion?

The shopkeeper remained silent, touched and touched.

The soft and light Nine Purple Silk was finally revealed, revealing a pale paperweight.

The shopkeeper's eyebrows fluttered suddenly.

But he has been immersed in this industry for decades, and he has never seen any antiques and rarities, and he has long practiced the ability of Mount Tai to be in front and be moody.

His hands were trembling, and only he knew the trembling waves.

Paperweight, nephrite paperweight.

Paperweights are common, especially in this line, there are not a few of the four treasures of the study in his hands over the years, many of which are good paperweights, but the paperweights made of nephrite zuò, to be honest, are not much, especially this paperweight, and the general nephrite paperweight is obviously different, it is a whole piece of jade quality nephrite jade carving, it can be seen that the original carver was in accordance with the natural shape of this piece of jade ingenious materials, carved out a long dragon shape, a piece of auspicious clouds, the long dragon lingered, making a head and tail look around posture.

The shopkeeper's palm slowly rubbed along the dragon's body, he could no longer maintain his initial calm and composure, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his heart was pounding.

Good things, really good things, rare good things, after receiving things for all these years, where can I dream of seeing such a good thing with my own eyes one day?

Seeing that the shopkeeper was silent, the young man said in his heart that it must not be a good thing, if it is considered good, the shopkeeper must have already opened his mouth to bid.

Hanako suddenly lifted one dirty leg, rested on the other, and coughed, "Man, do you have a bowl of tea-I'll taste the tea slowly, and your shopkeeper will take a slow look." Good things are not afraid to look-"

The man's nose is crooked, what are you, worthy of me to bring you tea and water.

But the shopkeeper nodded at this time, and motioned for the young man to pour tea for the guest.

Tea is coming.

The young man deliberately brewed the tea with half a pot of unboiled water.

Hanako didn't seem to be able to taste it, and drank it one by one with a taste.

Looking out of the window, you can clearly see the movement of the No. 7 room opposite.

Four men sat on the edge of the kang with solemn expressions.

"It's good that people are in, the sooner this matter is forgotten, the better it will be for us to track it down. Only when they are completely forgotten, and when they are paralyzed, can we take advantage of the situation. ”

A man said.

"Before the government came, I mixed in the crowd and took a closer look, the victim was covered in ****, except for the quilt he was covering, his clothes and belongings were not left, it seems that he was not just a simple desire to make money, and he was killed temporarily. ”

A man frowned.

"It can only be seen that the dead man is a fat man, with a tall body and hard calluses on his hands, and he should be a subordinate who does rough work all year round - if he doesn't go on a business trip, he should be a family member from Lingzhou Mansion. ”

"It's a pity that I'm dead, otherwise we have all the evidence—"

"There is only one goal that we have to keep an eye on at the moment, and who is in the hands of the paperweight now. No matter what means you use, you have to get it in your hands. ”

A slightly thinner man said with a frown.

"Everyone is desperate and can't miss again, last time the son of the Bai family disappeared under our noses, whether it was dead or alive, the top was already very unhappy, we are seven-foot men, not waste eating rice!"

A big man with a stern face commanded sharply with a dark face.

Apparently he was the leader of the bunch.

"Big brother, are these guests we paid to hire to ask them to leave, or do they continue to live?"

The big man pondered for a moment, "Continue to live, don't be afraid to spend money, tell them to pretend to be natural for me, don't show flaws, and don't be too curious to inquire about anything, in case we are exposed, it will be troublesome-"

(Dear friends, it's been 200 chapters, along the way, you have been together, I am not lonely, and I have the courage to persevere.) Every vote of support, every point of reward, every message is support and encouragement, and I can't reply to gratitude one by one due to limited time, but I keep it in my heart, and a thousand words have turned into the motivation to write this book, thank you. (To be continued.) )