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"Two, we don't say secret words, I received the wrap of paper from somewhere else, it looks like ordinary wax rice paper, but the thing should flow out of your Huaxia, I don't know this, I don't know if you can tell me, what is the origin of that wrapping paper?"

The stall owner was also a shrewd man, and when he saw the nervous and anxious looks on the faces of the two Chinese people, he guessed that the package of paper might not be ordinary.

The paper has been sent out by him, and the money and goods are gone, and it is too late for him to regret it, but he has not yet figured out the specific value of this thing, which makes the stall owner feel as if he is being kept in the dark and is very unsteady, so he must ask to understand.

The two Huaxia people glanced at each other, and the older one showed a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he explained:

"Boss, I won't tell you that this paper is called 'Jinsu Mountain Tibetan Scripture Paper' in our Huaxia, because there is a seal with the same words on the back of this paper, this kind of paper was made in the Song Dynasty from Xining to Yuanfeng, and was used by Jinsu Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty to copy the Tripitaka. ”

Hearing this, the stall owner was suddenly a little depressed, he didn't expect that the things he sent out so casually were actually antiques from the Song Dynasty, which made the stall owner have a bad premonition in his heart, and he subconsciously asked: "Is this paper expensive?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the stall owner in embarrassment, sighed, then nodded, and said softly: "About two or three hundred thousand." ”

The smile on the stall owner's face couldn't help but freeze, thinking that he had lost two or three hundred thousand yuan in this gift, his heart suddenly hurt, but for the sake of face, he had to force a smile: "Two or three hundred thousand, that's not much money." ”

The vendor thought that the middle-aged man was talking about a pack of painting paper for 200,000 or 300,000 Oriental coins, but when he said this, the middle-aged man's eyes couldn't help but show a strange look.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything to explain, but the young man next to him couldn't help it, and said coldly and sarcastically: "It's not much, two or three hundred thousand yuan a piece of paper, and there must be at least one or twenty pieces in your oily paper bag!"

"What did you say?!"

After listening to the Oriental translation from the tourist next to him, the stall owner was stunned, his face stiffened, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, his lips began to tremble, and his face turned even pale.

"Jin Su Shan Tibetan scripture paper is a famous paper product unique to our Chinese Song Dynasty, to the Ming and Qing dynasties, the scribes often take pride in using the Jin Su Mountain Tibetan scripture paper as the head of the calligraphy and painting handscroll, but this kind of paper is very small, to the Qing Dynasty, even the court in this kind of paper is only a little hidden, can only be used for the emperor to write poems or make calligraphy and painting decoration to lead, there is this kind of Tibetan paper precious!"

The young man was still quoting the scriptures, but the vendor couldn't listen to it anymore, he was thinking about the package of paper, two or three hundred thousand yuan a piece, that package must be worth five million, this is not a Toyo currency, it is a renminbi, five million yuan, that is equivalent to nearly 100 million yen!

Thinking that so much money is so cheap for an outsider, how can this vendor still sit still, he immediately became angry, feeling that he had been deceived, he stood up from the stall suddenly, and the whole person chased out in the direction where Huo Sining left, while pushing the tourists next to him to the side, while losing his mind, his mouth was broken: "No, I have to get this paper back, five million, this money is mine, it's all mine!"

The stall owner seemed to be crazy, scurrying around like a headless fly on this street, and the two Chinese people behind saw this, and also followed closely behind the stall owner, but unfortunately this bustling backstreet was crowded with people, where could I still find people?

After looking for a long time, there was no trace of the little girl, and the stall owner suddenly fell to the ground, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of seven souls and six souls, crying and laughing, but his eyes were empty, and he couldn't see a trace of brilliance at all.

"Boss, tell us what that little girl looks like, maybe we can help you find someone. ”

The middle-aged man couldn't help frowning when he saw this, he also knew that there was little hope of finding someone like this, but he was unwilling to think of a pack of valuable Jinsu Mountain Tibetan scripture paper passing by him like this, so he still stubbornly wanted to ask about the girl's appearance, hoping to try his luck on this street.

The vendor knew very well in his heart that there was a small possibility of finding someone on this street, but after listening to the words of these two people, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the girl who bought the drawing paper was still on the street, and had not gone far.

"The girl was about twenty years old, very pretty, dressed in a long cotton dress, wearing a hat, and carrying a backpack. ”

"No, are there any other obvious features, like moles on the face or other special signs?"

Hearing the vendor's description, the middle-aged man couldn't help frowning, this description is too general, there are too many little girls with this kind of characteristics on the street, does he want to ask them one by one, it is too ridiculous?

The stall owner tried to think about it again, and then he remembered: "This girl is also accompanied by a man in his thirties, this man is wearing a gray casual suit, and he looks very elegant. And I remember that the girl said that she was studying art, and the teacher gave her homework to copy the paintings, and if I guessed correctly, she should have been a student from Shinjuku. ”

This kind of information for an art student can be said to be useless, but she is surrounded by a man in his thirties, and this can still be used.

Hearing the vendor's description, the young man next to him secretly remembered in his heart, and after the two asked the direction in which the girl left, they didn't care about the vendor anymore, stood up and chased in the direction where the little girl left.

Huo Sining didn't go far, after she took Nara Incheon for a short distance, she put her mind at ease, feeling that the two Chinese people couldn't find her, so she relaxed and began to continue shopping and Taobao with peace of mind.

In fact, when she saw the two Chinese people asking in front of the vendor who sold the paintings, she realized that the two people were most likely looking for the bag of Jinsushan Tibetan scripture paper, so Huo Sining anxiously pulled Nara Incheon away.

If it was really like the two paintings in her hand, Huo Sining was not afraid that the stall owner would regret it, but after all, this thing was a gift she asked for back from the stall owner, and it didn't cost a penny. (To be continued.) )