Xue Lang has been gone for more than a month.

Even Jin Teng didn't know what he was doing when he left. However, all the matters at home were not delayed, whether it was a rice factory or a charity, it was going quite smoothly.

In particular, the interior decoration of Dongjiang's Great Love Home is nearing completion and is expected to be put into use within a month.

Here in Jinling, the museum has been capped, and the high-rise buildings have entered the second step of the renovation project inside and outside. Only underground, I am afraid that it is not faster than the high-rise in the commercial area, and it will be completed in a month or two.

The outside world will always pay attention to the completion of the museum, because of its completion, what kind of exhibits will be there is everyone's expectation.

Even the disappearing heirloom jade seal can be obtained, so what treasures will there be, it is inevitable that people will speculate.

Pei Guang and the others didn't delay there, but they were very puzzled by the strict training, and they didn't know why they had to memorize so much antique appraisal knowledge.

This is difficult for these strong men who were born as soldiers and have always won honor with their physical fitness.

No matter how tall or short, fat or thin, in addition to the necessary training in fighting skills and hidden assassination, every day is to learn antique identification and acting skills in a cramming style.

Especially acting, antique appraisal is okay, you can memorize those knowledge, but acting, let them suffer a lot. Even with makeup, they have long lost their freshness, and they don't know what kind of character they will become in the next moment.

Pei Guang has one more advantage than them, that is, he has not been out of touch with society and has not stopped learning, so the speed of learning antique knowledge is much faster, even if there is a high level of understanding in it, it is not as fast as him.

For more than a month, he has far surpassed the apprenticeship of an ordinary antique shop, and belongs to the category of collectors who can see a little bit of the way.

Everything, even if Xue Lang was not there, did not delay development. Even the Charana River is in full swing, and the prototype of a tourist town is springing up.

And the Kanglong also returned, but there were very few tourists, only more than 300 people, and it was destined to lose money. After all, the tourism project there has not yet started, and it is necessary to wait for the accommodation in the tourist area to be completed.

All the step-by-step, steady and high-speed development, Xue Lang, but there is no movement at all.

When everything was extremely calm and developing steadily, far away from the eastern capital of China, in an antique market modeled after Huaxia, a middle-aged man in his forties was looking for treasures in front of those stalls.

This man has been wandering around here for a week, buying a lot of things, and is a collector.

Many vendors are already familiar with him.

The reason for getting acquainted with him is nothing else, because he is a mallet.

The mallet is synonymous with fools in the Chinese antique shop. These people were fooled into taking out tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but some bought modern handicrafts, some bought imitation antiques, even if it was an old object at the end of the Qing Dynasty of the Republic of China, others spent 5,000, and they couldn't get 50,000.

It belongs to the kind of people who have low eyes, half-understand and don't understand, and stupid money.

But fortunately, the mallet here is not the kind of person who has been deceived, here, there is no bargaining, the stall owner says how much is how much, and when he encounters a bargain, the stall owner will directly blow it away, unceremoniously. And what's interesting is that most of the things here are old things, and there are few fine products, but there are not many fakes. Although I can't tell if it's imitation, I don't look at it like those mass-produced crafts that can be seen as fake at a glance and fool tourists and mallets.

The reason why this person is identified as a mallet is because he doesn't have to bargain when he buys things, and he won't be deceived, but he doesn't know how to pretend to understand, the stall owner obviously asks for 20,000 yen, and he sometimes makes a fuss, saying that this is Kangxi's official kiln porcelain, if it weren't for the stall owner's principle, he wouldn't be able to take 200,000 yuan in Huaxia.

And what he said is not like that at all, people sell art, but he is an antique.

It's quite pleasant to pay, don't bargain, don't bargain, buy when you fancy it, and always leave here with a few or a dozen things a day.

This person's name is Yamada Shinichi, a person from a small place not far from the East, who came to the East to work hard, and his only hobby is to collect antiques, but he doesn't understand it.

Today, he came here as usual, and began to look carefully at each stall, picking up one or two objects from time to time, and appreciating them in a good way, but he didn't ask about the price or anything. He generally doesn't ask, but if he asks, he wants to buy it, which is very regular.

Walking around, Shinichi Yamada walked to a place specializing in selling calligraphy and paintings, squatted down, and began to choose what he liked.

As soon as he squatted down, an authentic island man walked up to the boss with a bag, whispered a few words, opened the bag, and let the boss choose what to bring.

These are similar to second-class dealers, who collect items and sell them to stall owners to make a small profit.

The stall owner obviously knew him, and he threw down Shinichi Yamada and looked through the big bag, and then made the same selection,

Shinichi Yamada, who was choosing, suddenly paused, and looked directly at the long wooden box that the stall owner had just taken out, and then grabbed it and was about to open it.

The stall owner stretched out his hand and held it down, reprimanding him for not being polite, and then snatched it away, opened the box, and took out the paper rolls inside.

As soon as the box was opened, Shin Yamada's breath froze suddenly, and his eyes widened even more, staring at the paper scroll that the stall owner had opened.

The stall owner opened it and looked at it, then shook his head, put it in the box, looked at the contents of the bag, negotiated the price, and paid the bill.

He still paid the bill, and Shinichi Yamada grabbed the box again and pressed it on the stall.

The seller and the stall owner glanced at him, but they didn't squeak, and they settled happily.

As soon as the transaction was over, Shinichi Yamada said impatiently: "Mr. Higashijima, I want this." ”

As he spoke, he took out his wallet and counted out forty banknotes, thought for a moment, and took out the three remaining ones with the largest denomination and handed them to the stall owner, holding the box in his arms.

The stall owner was stunned, and the delivery person also looked at Shinichi Yamada in surprise, not knowing what he meant.

"Isn't it enough?"

Shinichi Yamada asked cautiously.

"Yamada-kun, enough is enough, but ......"

The stall owner didn't know what to say with the money in his hand.

"Enough is enough, enough is enough."

As soon as Yamada Shinichi spoke, he stood up, bowed, and without waiting for the surprised stall owner to speak, he turned around and ran, as if he had picked up some precious treasure of incalculable value, lest the stall owner change his mind.

The stall owner glanced at the delivery person, and the delivery person looked at the large stack of money in his hand, shook his head, and muttered as he walked: "Crazy......"

The stall owner was also a little stupid, and he actually gave 430,000 yen for this product, which is crazy. That's an antique word, the level is not good, the value is the exquisite point of the box imitation, he is ready to sell 50,000, before he opened his mouth, he received 400,000, and he is afraid that he will regret it......

Is this the mallet......

The stall owner looked at the money in his hand, looked in the direction of Shinichi Yamada, who had long since disappeared, shook his head, put away the money, and began to pack up what he had just collected.

Shinichi Yamada hurried out of there at a wild speed and drove back to his residence.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted excitedly: "Luo Jun, I found something good again, calligraphy on silkworm cocoon paper!" Good stuff from the Han Dynasty! ”

"Cocoon paper?!"

A man in his thirties, dressed in casual clothes, came out of the house when he heard the sound, looked at the box held by Yamada Shinichi in surprise, and then carefully took it, opened it slowly, and exclaimed: "It's really silkworm cocoon paper!" ”

With excitement on his face, Shinichi Yamada stood opposite the man and took the box, but did not speak.

The man cautiously opened the paper roll, looked at it, and didn't wait for Yamada Shin to see the words, he hurriedly rolled it up, took the box, put it away and said: "Yamada-kun, this is a good thing, not to mention the Han Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty is also amazing, you really have a vision." ”

Yamada Shinichi was proud, looked at the other party and covered the box and said: "Luo Jun, I spent a million on this pair of words, judging by my years of experience, this is definitely genuine." ”

"Not expensive, not expensive!"

The man carefully held the box, took out his mobile phone and said, "Thank you Yamada-kun, the value of this thing is immeasurable, I won't treat you badly." ”

As he spoke, he entered quickly, completed the transfer in just a few breaths, and then couldn't wait to say: "Yamada-kun, I want to trouble you to send me to the airport, I have to go back immediately." ”

Shinichi Yamada looked at his phone in a message prompt, and then said with a smile: "No problem, no problem." ”

The man surnamed Luo was very anxious, turned over and went back to pack up briefly, wrapped the box in a piece of silk cloth, ran out of the room with his luggage, and then the two drove away.

At the airport, Shinichi Yamada muttered to a staff member in a whisper, and then, the man surnamed Luo walked into the security check with a silk bag.

When the security check saw the words in the wooden box, he was invited to the side, and then two staff members opened the box in front of him and unfolded the words.

I opened them all, just looked at them, carefully put them away, wrapped the box, quickly went through the formalities, and said with a smile: "I wish Mr. a happy journey, you can board the plane." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

The surnamed Luo stopped speaking bird language, politely thanked in Chinese, carefully picked up the box, and boarded the plane smoothly.

Seeing the back of the surnamed Luo disappear, Shinichi Yamada took out his mobile phone and looked at the number of two million on it again, whistled, and waved his hand in the direction where there was no longer a figure, with a smile on his face.

This is a mallet, I was really frightened when I saw the paper and the box, it was a cocoon paper, he would not be mistaken, and the quaint carved pattern was not bad, but on the way back, I opened it and found that it was an inferior imitation.

But this is not delayed, he has a mallet by his side, which is not as good as his own level.

Sure enough, 430,000 in exchange for 2 million, not to mention, also won the friendship of this guy.

With a wave of his hand, he blew a little tune and strolled out of the airport.