Chapter Seventy-Two: Stalls?

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

Jiang Hua laughed and said, "Don't talk about this matter, what do you think this is?"

Miao Xue looked at Jiang Hua's outstretched right hand, was stunned suddenly, and couldn't help but exclaim, "You really found it?"

Jiang Hua had five Xingyue Bodhi seeds in his palm, and the important thing was that it was exactly the same as his own string, and it was just right to match.

"Jiang Hua, spend too much money and don't have enough money? I'll give it to you when I turn around." ”

Miao Xue grabbed the Bodhi in Jiang Hua's palm and looked at it carefully for a long time, as if she didn't believe it at all.

"It didn't cost much. I passed by a stall and bought it when I saw it. ”

Jiang Hua shook his head, "A few Bodhi seeds, it's not a valuable thing, you're welcome." ”

Not something valuable?

If Miao Xue was a layman, she would really let Jiang Hua fool her, the problem was that she was a person in the circle, and she was doing the work of antique auctions.

Xingyue Bodhi is not valuable, but the old beads are different, especially the hundreds of years of goods in front of you, not to mention - a hundred years ago, Xingyue Bodhi was not very popular at all, not many people use it, and there are even fewer handed down, let alone good quality.

It took a lot of effort to ask a lot of people to find it, but they still couldn't find it, Jiang Hua succeeded in a blink of an eye, which is surprising enough.

Bought from a stall? That's a lie.

Twenty or thirty years ago, this thing was still possible, at that time, antiques were not hot, there were many good things, the important thing is that people didn't understand it, and many things that are now millions of dollars or even less can be bought for a hundred or dozens of dollars or even less.

Right now?

As long as you are a person, when you see a shabby thing, you will subconsciously wonder if it is an antique and how much it is worth.

Xingyue Bodhi Zi has been very hot in the past few years, and the stalls are all human spirits, will they not know how much this thing is worth?

Jiang Hua may have really found it at the stall, but it definitely wouldn't be like he said he didn't spend any money.

Jiang Hua rubbed his nose vigorously, his old face was a little hot, and he understood that he was saying this too directly, and the meaning of flattery was very obvious--how could the old Bodhi beads be worthless?

A few beads are required, it is clear that they are missing to buy and match, the seller is not a fool, and he still has to offer a scary price, right?

Not to mention, the five beads in front of me are still asking for more than 100,000 or 200,000 or even millions.

Unwilling to pay for it?

Okay, where are you coming from?

The antique industry is like this, see what you want, and ask for more than the price.

Landing to pay back?

It's not that simple.

"Okay, then...... I...... Took ......"

Miao Xue hesitated, nodded for some reason, and put the beads into the small bag she was carrying.

"You don't have to think much about the matter of "The Female Historian". ”

Jiang Hua immediately changed the topic, the matter of Bodhi Zi can't go on, Miao Xue may not have reacted to what it means to accept Bodhi, "Takashima Kikujiro wants to buy it alive or dead, what can you do?"

Miao Xue nodded, she knew that Jiang Hua was right, the painting was auctioned off by Kikujiro Takashima, unless he didn't want it, she couldn't do anything about it.

Miao Xue left after a while, Jiang Hua sat for about ten minutes, and found that there was a little nothing to do, so he simply closed the door of the store, called Zhao Tie, and asked him to pick him up and go to the cornfield to have a look - this is not normal.

Zhao Tie and Jiang Hua drove the car, and it didn't take much effort to find the cornfield that they had been to the night before.

"Bang!"

Jiang Hua got out of the car and closed the door casually, glanced at the mud house and frowned - the door of the house was covered, loose and crumbling, and there were no fresh footprints on the path leading to the mud house, and there was no one there for a while.

"Jiang Hua, be careful. ”

Zhao Tie walked to Jiang Hua's side, he also saw that something was wrong, in fact, he didn't approve of coming here.

The tomb robbers are often extremely vicious, and what they do is the business of licking blood on the head of the knife, and it is very dangerous for them to come here without contacting Jiang Hua.

"Jiang Hua, we don't need to be in a hurry about this matter at all, just go back and wait for news. ”

Zhao Tie couldn't understand why Jiang Hua was so anxious about this matter.

"Business has been so good lately that there are no antiques left in the store. ”

The matter of Hongshan culture can't be told to Zhao Tie, and Jiang Hua can only find such a reason.

Zhao Tie shook his head, Jiang Hua must have something to hide from him, but he didn't ask any more - because Jiang Hua was likely to see something from the antiques he bought before, and the most direct thing was that the old man might have a shocking big treasure in his hand, Jiang Hua wanted to get it very much, so he couldn't wait, and he asked too much about the rules.

"I'll go in and have a look. ”

Jiang Hua glanced at Zhao Tie and walked towards the mud house.

This is also particular, first, this matter is Jiang Hua's own business, there is danger in entering, Zhao Tie is already good when he comes here, he has no reason to take Zhao Tie in and take risks. The second and most important thing is that there is no need for two people to go in. If you go in alone, the threat will be smaller, if there are people inside, the chance of conflict is relatively small, and if something really happens, Zhao Tie will stay outside and take care of it, think of a way or something, isn't it?

"Smack!"

Zhao Tie lit a cigarette and took a hard breath, exhaling a thick smoke.

Jiang Hua had already walked to the door of the mud house, and if a few people were still inside that night, it would not be a strange thing to pull out a pole of iron sand.

Things are too risky.

Jiang Hua stood in front of the door, how could he not know that this thing was very dangerous? But he couldn't wait.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted it gently, "Anyone?"

"Anyone?"

Jiang Hua didn't hear any sound inside, so he tapped the door again, but there was still no response.

"Squeak!"

Jiang Hua slowly pushed open the door and soon found that there was no one inside.

"Looks like it's long gone. ”

Jiang Hua glanced at the remaining carbon burned by the fire, and found that it was already very wet, and it was obvious that the fire had not been burned for a few days.

"Jiang Hua, the people are gone?"

Zhao Tie saw Jiang Hua come out and knew that there must be no one inside.

"Yes, it's gone. Let's go, let's go back. ””

Jiang Hua spread his hands, with a disappointed expression on his face, the person was no longer there, he knew that it was impossible for Zhao Tie to inquire about the news, the clue had been broken, and he now regretted very much why he didn't come earlier.