Chen Hai slowly followed behind the old dean, listening to himself communicating with the vendors, and sometimes there would be a few jokes to make people happy.

The two girls were curious, Ai Xue had heard of such a place, but it was indeed the first time she had come here, and Lilith had heard of it for the first time. The two of them were very curious, but they didn't move around at will, knowing Chenhai's advice.

Wallets and other things are also hidden, and there are basically people walking here, and there must be pickpockets and such things.

Suddenly, the old dean stopped, and Chen Hai thought he was going to see something, so he stood there and waited, waiting patiently.

But after ten minutes, the old dean still stood like that, motionless and silent, which made Chen Hai start to worry.

Just as Chen Hai was about to ask, the old dean suddenly spoke, "Xiao Hai, I look at that very familiar." ”

Chen Hai looked in the direction of the old dean's finger, and in a small stall in front of him, there was a necklace.

Quaint look, but there is an indescribable delicacy, Tatsumi feels a wonderful feeling about it at first glance.

"What's that?" Tatsumi walked over.

"Dzi. Young man, this is a dzi necklace, a very precious thing, a good thing from the Song Dynasty. How's it going? 50,000 yuan!" the man spoke in Cantonese, but luckily Tatsumi understood.

The old dean silently followed behind, staring at the so-called dzi necklace.

The owner of this stall is also an old man, fifty or sixty years old, with a white beard, but his eyes are shining from time to time, showing his shrewdness, obviously this old man is not simple, not old and confused.

Chen Hai picked it up, looked at it silently, and handed it to the old dean.

The old dean hurriedly took out reading glasses and white gloves from his pocket in a panic, and put them on with trembling hands, "Come on now." ”

Hearing this, Chen Hai put the dzi necklace on the wooden board just now, and the old dean gently picked it up.

In this way, the old man and the little vendor also knew it, and glanced at the old dean strangely, it was obvious that Chen Hai and several other young people were laymen, and the old dean was obviously an expert, which could be seen from what he said and his actions.

In the antique world, the most taboo is the most basic is to hand over the antiques, which is also an unspoken rule that has been slowly formed over the years. The main thing is to prevent accidental entanglement between the two sides. Chen Hai didn't understand just now, but the old dean took the initiative to say it.

The old dean played slowly, sighing from time to time.

"Look, you're an expert, how about it? It's definitely a treasure, this is my ancestral family heirloom, if it weren't for my son wanting to buy a house, I wouldn't have taken it out. The vendor said with a smile, with a sincere smile with expectation, in his eyes there were a few big fat fish in front of him, especially the women behind him were not from a simple family, and they were very expensive to dress.

"I said, boss, how did you keep this! Originally, there were nine beads! Why is there only one left!" the old dean's words rang loudly.

Chen Hai smiled slightly, and came into contact with a trace of heat in the eyes of the old dean, and immediately knew that it was not so simple, so he stood aside silently.

The vendor's face stiffened, but he instantly returned to his cute smile, and hurriedly said, "Hey, you are an expert, you can see it at a glance, I also have a hard time, I was three brothers at the beginning, and it was originally nine beads, but then it was divided, and it was divided into three parts." ”

"What about your brothers?" asked Chen Hai with a smile.

"They, they don't know where they went, they can't be contacted, but I have a few more similar ones here, and I can make you nine. The small vendor reacted quickly, which made Chen Hai speechless.

"No, no, each one has its own meaning, and it won't work if it's made up. The old dean kept his eyes on it and continued.

"I said, how can this rope be changed, the original one is not like this, how did it become such a wool?"

"Ah, the original one was taken away by my eldest brother! I knew it was so important, I wouldn't have given it to him in the first place!"

The three brothers just now, and now a big brother, I really don't know where this little vendor got such superb storytelling skills, Chen Hai watched from the wall.

"Otherwise, to be honest, it's not easy for me to help him all these years, after all, it's so valuable, although it's a little flawed, but... The whole is still very good, I'll count you cheaper, 30,000 Hong Kong dollars. The little vendor said with a painful face, as if he had suffered a great loss, which made Chen Hai sneer.

The two women in the back didn't understand the situation, but they also guessed some, combined with the rumors about the antique market, and immediately became angry at the old man's behavior of killing people.

Cherry's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but when she saw Chen Hai shaking her head slightly, she closed it and continued to look at it suspiciously.

"Hehe, since you know that I'm an expert, you shouldn't kill people like this. Even if this dzi is real, it is only a few thousand yuan, and this gongbi is not the material of the Song Dynasty at all, that is, the product of the early Qing Dynasty, plus you are not complete at all, and the price is even lower! Where have you ever seen a broken antique sold for a sky-high price?

The old dean said unhurriedly, so that Chen Hai couldn't help but admire his concentration.

"But ......"

"Don't do it! Five hundred! Five hundred, if it's okay, take it, or you won't want it even if it's moldy." The old dean suddenly said strongly.

"No, that's lower than my purchase price, you're too unauthentic, according to what you said, there are still a few thousand yuan, at least a thousand!"

"No, five hundred, no more, you're not worth that much at all. ”

"Eight hundred, eight hundred, I'll let you have two hundred!"

"Five hundred!" the old dean refused to give an inch, as tough as a stone.

"Six hundred! You can't let me make some money! We're about the same age. ”

"Five hundred! Hmph! I just know that we are about the same age, and I know that we are all old fritters, and we are all human spirits!"

"Okay, okay, I'll treat it as a loss of money, count you five hundred. Eventually, the vendors relented.

Tatsumi threw him cash, then turned around and left, not even the original box.

……

Behind them, the little vendor who watched them leave saw that the group was gone, and then put away the painful look and muttered in a low voice, "Earned! Earned! Fucking everything in the garbage heap can be sold for five hundred dollars! What a fucking genius!"

"Is that really a dzi? I got the fucking name right! I'm a genius!"

If anyone heard his voice, it must not have anything to do with his old appearance, because it was clearly a young man's voice.