Turned the wood carving around, and looked at it carefully, and at the same time, Jian Er's eyes did not doubt it even more, how could there be such a feeling.

Just when Jian Er was full of doubts, suddenly greedily stretched out his little paw and scratched Jian Er's arm, and the sudden pain almost made Jian Er throw the Buddha statue in his hand, his eyebrows were raised, and an evil fire came up, has this fat mouse not been repaired by her for too long?

Looking at Jian Er's dangerous gaze, Greed came to his senses, rolled his eyes, and immediately looked like he was about to faint, and he was going to die...... What will be the consequences? Will be cramped? Skinned? Tortured by the Manchus? The more I think about it, the more frightened I become, and I feel like I'm about to foam at the mouth and faint to the ground.

In fact, this situation really can't be blamed on this fat mouse, you must know that in order to teach this disobedient fat mouse a profound lesson, under Jian'er's Jianyì, with the acquiescence of Peach Blossom and Shenwa, as well as the friendly support and performance of the Lu family's ghosts. In front of greed, he showed the whole process of the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, you must know that not to mention anything else, this scary thing was originally a trick of the ghosts, and the bloody and terrifying Cheng dù on display scared this fat mouse into frightening him when he saw Jian Er for three whole days, and he turned his head and fled! Moreover, Jian Er also warned this fat mouse in an extremely gloomy tone that if it was disobedient again, let it perform a real "rat" version of the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty. Therefore, in the greedy heart, Jian'er's terrible Cheng dù is far more than a qiē, and it can be said that it has left a very heavy shadow in the greedy heart.

Looking at the unproductive appearance of the greedy table, Jian Er directly threw a roll of the eyes at it, and stopped paying attention to the fat mouse who was about to scare her gall.

Because it was dark, the interaction between this person and pet was not discovered. It's just that Old Man Zhao looked very curious when he saw Jian Er holding the wood carved Buddha statue left and right, and he felt a little strange, because generally speaking, young girls are rarely interested in this thing.

"What's the matter, the girl sees something, what's coming?" because Jian'er has always looked like a curious baby, and most of the words are talking by herself, and this girl is just listening. So although Jian Er is old-fashioned when she takes things, because of Jian Er's age, the old man has a preconceived opinion, and the second is that he can't see clearly when it's dark, Old Man Zhao really didn't notice it, and this is just a casual question.

"Well, this wood is quite heavy, and the workmanship of the previous people is really real, much stronger than the current tofu slag project. After speaking, as if affirming her own words, Jian Er did not forget to nod emphatically.

"Uh///" Master Zhao was swallowed by Jian'er's words, and for a moment he actually had a feeling of speechlessness, can he say that this girl's divergent thinking ability is really strong?

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Old Man Zhao showed a far-fetched smile, and followed Jian Er's words and said, "This is really full of sturdy," and then the old man asked casually, "Does the girl know what kind of Buddha this is?"

gave Old Man Zhao an extremely contemptuous look, please, no matter how much she drops, she can't be so uncommon-sense, okay? The one who is full of bags is Rulai, the man who turns to woman is Guanyin, and she often has a big belly when she smiles, who else is there besides Maitreya? In addition to the God of Wealth, she is most familiar with these three statues (Jane girl, be careful that her nature is revealed).

Looking at Jian Er's appearance, Old Man Zhao smiled, knowing that he had asked a stupid question, so he didn't wait for Jian Er to answer, sighed and continued: "This Buddha statue was sold by one of my old neighbors." Speaking of which, his kid is really uncompetitive!" Shaking his head, Old Man Zhao is not worth it for his old neighborhood.

"You keep talking. Making a gossip look, Jian Er touched the Buddha statue without a trace, wanting to reconfirm her feelings just now, and left a little focus for Old Man Zhao, if her feeling is not wrong, she will really find a way to take down this Buddha statue later, according to the rules of the industry, as long as she does not put this Buddha statue down, other people can no longer get started, and if she puts down the Buddha statue and is picked up by someone else, she will cry so much that she can't cry. So now it is the most natural state to listen to the "eight" of people and fiddle with the Buddha statue at the same time.

"Speaking of which, my old neighbor really had a lot of talents in his family in the early years, and in his heyday, he could even be said to be the master of the family with a lot of wealth and countless treasures. Later, after several wars, coupled with the catastrophe of that year, there were no more talents among the younger generations, and this family gradually declined. Speaking of this, Old Man Zhao's eyes became a little foggy, as if he was recalling something, but he was even more empathetic.

"To my old neighbor's generation, there is only one single seedling left of his son, this kid is not angry, his real ability is not two points, he is still a good master, he was abducted by a group of fox friends and dog friends to do business, this money was not earned, and the debt was owed to others. The mother-in-law left the baby under the age of five in a fit of anger and divorced and returned to her parents' house, no way, her son can't ignore it, so he entrusted me with the last few ancestral things to sell to my son to fill the hole, this wood carving Maitreya Buddha is the last one. According to my old neighbor, this Buddha statue has been offered to several generations, and the ancestor still has a treasure that says it is an heirloom, so he refused to sell it cheaply, asking for 50,000 yuan, and refused to pay less. Girl, my old man Zhao doesn't lie to you, I have asked about this, but this price is really ...... So, that's been with me all along. ”

In the process of listening to the "story", Jian Er had already determined that her feeling just now was not wrong, and she also took a closer look at the appearance of the Buddha, and sure enough, she also left a trace of clues when the Buddha was carved, which confirmed that Jian Er's feeling was absolutely not wrong. In this way, if Mr. Zhao hadn't lied, this "story" might have been true, and the words "heirloom town" were not exaggerated at all.

With a casual tone, Jian Er said: "This Buddha is really interesting to look at, old man, your neighbor's asking price is 50,000 yuan, right? ”

"Girl, ......" Looking at Jian Er's appearance, Old Man Zhao was a little surprised.

"Does the old man have an account?Can I transfer money?" Without waiting for the old man Zhao to answer, Jian Er took out her mobile phone, she didn't bring so much money, but now mobile banking is very convenient, only the old man has an account number, this transfer is much more convenient than some cash, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, this bank is not far from here, and it is convenient to withdraw money.

"Ah~, yes. Then a series of accounts reflexively reported fluently, and when the report was finished, the old man reacted to what he had just said, and hurriedly said, "Girl, that's really not worth so much." "This old man Zhao really takes Jian'er as his own junior, if it is to fool those nouveau riche who don't have two taels of oil in their stomachs or the mallet of the rich second generation, then the old man will not have a psychological burden no matter how high he is, but such a cute little girl, and Jian'er's dress does not look good (this old man selectively looked at this girl and heard that 50,000 yuan would pay without blinking an eye), but don't hurt the little girl when she goes home and is scolded.

Ignoring the old man's words, Jian Er just lowered her head and skillfully pressed the phone, and in less than a minute, she was done: "Okay, old man, you can check it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the SMS prompt of Mr. Zhao's mobile phone rang, and the old man took it out and looked at it, no more, no less, exactly 50,000 yuan into the account.

The old man's face became a little red and white, although there is no reason for the businessman to push the money sent to the door out, but today this thing is really ......

"It's done, old man, aren't you selling it anyway? who is not selling it, besides, I really like it, there is a way that money is hard to buy my favorite, and I am not bad for these two money. Seeing that the old man confirmed that he had received the money, Jian Er put the idol into her bag, well, the silver goods are in the bag, the baby is in the bag, this is at ease!

Old Man Zhao suddenly looked Jian Er up and down, as if he saw something, and then stopped talking.

What about Jian'er's side? The baby is in the bag, and this baby is so special, to be honest, Jian'er's heart is itching now, and she can't wait to figure it out immediately, so she is not interested in shopping anymore, and nodded to Master Zhao, and after a few polite words, she flashed decisively.

As soon as Jian Er left, a young man from the stall on the side came over: "Old man, have you slaughtered the mallet? Sure enough, this ginger is still old and spicy." ”

Old Man Zhao looked at Jian Er's departing back and didn't answer, as if he saw something, and after a while, the old man sighed: "Old, old!" As for why he sighed, maybe only the old man himself knew.

When the young man spoke, Jian Er didn't go far, and although the words were whispering, she still listened to Jian Er's sensitive hearing. However, the corners of her mouth hooked, right and wrong, true and false, she knew in her heart, this time she heard a true story, at least the old man didn't lie to her here, as for whether the old man was deceived or not, she didn't dare to say. But what if it's fake? Fingers flicked lightly on the bag, this thing is real, it is really deceived, I really don't know who suffered. Jane was sure it wouldn't be her, at least.

With brisk steps, Jian Er was preparing to return with an extremely good mood, and the Buddha in the bag would have to trouble Old Man Song tomorrow. Although she saw something and really wanted her to do it, she couldn't do it, so it was better to leave this thing to professionals.

Just when Jian'er was about to step out of the antique street, she suddenly "bumped" the ground, and accidentally collided with a wide figure, and then heard a familiar voice shouting: "Mom, I hurt Lao Tzu to death!"

Jian'er was fine, but the person who bumped into her didn't know if her balance was not good or how she dripped, so she fell to the ground. RS