Xu Kuan thought for a while, turned around and took out three thousand eight cash from the drawer, "I admit this matter, and it is not easy for you, plus the two hundred, a total of four thousand will be given to you." However, I have to remind you that if I spend the 4,000 yuan in a different way, it will make you dare not speak! ”

Xu Kuan was angry, and he could still play this hand of grace and power, which made his back a little timid. He took the money, smiled again, and said, "It's easy to talk about money, don't worry, I've forgotten about it." But Boss Xu, I also remind you, don't look at that kid is young, it's really hard to deal with, stop it. ”

After saying that, he turned his back and left without looking back. "Smack!" Xu Kuan grabbed a teacup and slammed it to the ground.

After calming down for a moment, Xu Kuan knocked on the door of his head, and finally took out his mobile phone and called Jin Shixi.

The phone was connected, "Mr. Jin, have you helped my friend see the painting?" Xu Kuan asked cautiously.

"It's an imitation, but it's also rare, and the inscription and seal are real." Jin Shixi said calmly, "Tang Yi, this young man is good, I also gave Ge Bao more the name of the store." Lao Xu, you are all operating on the antique street, and I think harmony is still precious. ”

Jin Shixi and Xu Kuantong Guò got acquainted with each other, but they didn't know each other very well, and they didn't reach the point of friends. Originally, Jin Shixi was suspected of being used, but it was also because he was attracted by Shen Zhou's paintings, so he didn't take the initiative to break it. But since Xu Kuan called again, Jin Shixi naturally couldn't pretend not to understand, so he said "harmony is precious" in general.

"I see. Excuse me, Mr. Kim, you hang up first. After Xu Kuan listened, his hand holding the phone trembled, it seems that this time, he not only sent Ge Baoduo 10,000 yuan, but also Mr. Jin's inscription.

This is really a veritable "golden letter" signboard! Such a big gift is equivalent to giving it out yourself!

Xu Kuan's mood at this time was almost slapping his ears, he forcibly suppressed the discomfort of his body, and half lay on the recliner in the store.

This matter can really only be admitted. Mo said that Xu Kuan didn't know that Tang Yi had given the painting to Jin Shixi, but if he knew, could he still clamor to buy it with one million to see if Tang Yi could get the painting back from Mr. Jin? If that's the case, I really don't want to get mixed up in the antique circle!

When Xu Kuan was lying in the store, Ge Bao Duoli, Mao Zhu suddenly said to Tang Yi, "You say, should we go and see Xu Kuan?" ”

"It's not very interesting, but it seems like we're making a small fuss. My dad is about to be discharged from the hospital, we have to prepare for the opening, and when I come back from Ruizhou, Gebaoduo will officially open! Tang Yi replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning lit up, followed by a thunderclap. After a while, the raindrops the size of beans fell. Dark clouds and showers rained more and more, and the dust was crushed by the raindrops, and soon a thin layer of water was formed on the ground.

"Bang!" The glass door of Ge Baoduo suddenly rang at this time, and it was slammed.

Tang Yi and Mao looked at them one by one, it turned out that someone hurriedly ran from the street to the eaves at the door to take shelter from the rain, rushed too fast, and hit the door.

Tang Yi immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

"I'm sorry the rain started too fast." Outside the door, there was a woman in her thirties, dressed plainly, but with a delicate face and a good temperament. She was holding a medium-sized cardboard box in her hand, and the tips of her hair were still dripping.

"It's fine. Sister, come in and sit. It's windy, and you can't shelter from the rain outside. Tang Yi made a gesture to invite in.

The woman was still a little hesitant, but when she looked at the cardboard box, it seemed to be a little wet, so she nodded and walked into the store. "Sit down, give!" Mao handed over a towel: "This towel is new, no one has used it." ”

The woman gave them a grateful look, put the cardboard box on the ground, picked up a towel, and wiped the rain off her head and face.

"Drink tea." Tang Yi brought another cup of hot tea. The woman didn't refuse, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked at the storefront, "You guys are guys in this antique shop, right, what about your boss?" ”

"I'm the boss, you're going to buy something?" Tang Yi asked with a smile.

"Huh?" The woman looked at Tang Yi, obviously not believing that the owner of an antique shop was so young, in her impression, the owner of the antique shop should be an old man, at least a middle-aged man, which Cheng thought, is a young man, "You don't accept things." The woman said, her eyes wandering over the cardboard box.

"You ・・・・・・ these things" Tang Yi wanted to say and stopped, naturally wanting to ask where the things came from.

Unexpectedly, there seemed to be tears flashing in the woman's eyes, and she sighed softly. Seeing this, Mao immediately explained: "Eldest sister, what our boss means is that according to the rules of our industry, there is no problem in receiving things, you have to know the origin, otherwise you won't be able to tell the truth in the future, right?" ”

"Well, I've heard my husband say that." The woman took a deep breath and gave a brief introduction. It turned out that these things were left behind by his husband. Her husband died a year ago, leaving her and a child behind. Before her husband died, she told her that if she had financial difficulties, she could sell the things she had collected, and this box of things was the first thing that her husband could sell in advance.

After Tang Yi heard this, he nodded and said softly, "Eldest sister, then let me take a look at things first, shall I?" ”

After the woman nodded, Tang Yi opened the carton and looked at it. There are some stationery supplies inside, there is an inkstone, a white copper ink cartridge, a pastel porcelain ink box, and a small bamboo tube, and the rest is some line-bound books.

In order to study his eyesight, Tang Yi first took a general look. The inkstone is the heaviest, he picked it up first, this inkstone is dark brown, oval, delicate stone, no carved pattern, look at the bottom, there are two lines of small characters horizontally engraved: Duanzhou Mazikeng, 1962. "It seems to be the old pit of Duanyan that was reopened in 1962, although it is not very old, but the stone is good, the shape is regular, and it is also a good thing." Tang Yi said in his heart.

The white copper ink cartridge and the pastel ink cartridge are relatively open, which is the object of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. These line-bound books are a set of 33 textbooks of 8 kinds of self-cultivation, Chinese language, arithmetic, history, geography, science, English, and English law for higher primary schools in the 1912 edition of the "Chinese Textbook" of the Chung Hwa Book Company.

"These things, although they are not very old, can be regarded as old objects, and they are all high-quality products, so it must be easy to sell them." Tang Yi thought as he picked up the bamboo tube.

"My husband said, it's two things. The bamboo tube you take is a separate copy, if you buy this bamboo tube, other things can be included, and the other can be bought separately, inkstones, ink cartridges, ink boxes, books, you can do it, but the bamboo tube is counted separately. Seeing that Tang Yi picked up the bamboo tube, the woman immediately put down the teacup and said.

"Oh?" Tang Yi listened to the woman's words, and unconsciously looked at the bamboo tube, only to see that on the bamboo tube, a layer of pale cyan treasure light suddenly appeared, and the thickness was considerable!

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