Ye Fei clenched the beads in his hand and turned his head, and saw an old man in a beige Tang costume standing behind him, this old man was full of gorgeous hair and ruddy complexion, tall and unbent back, holding a white jade fracture fan in his right hand and patting his left palm, and a green jade pendant hanging from the tail of the fan, looking like a master who was either rich or noble.

Seeing Ye Fei looking at him nervously, the old man raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "Young man, the old man also understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, why don't you go to Qinggu Zhai to taste tea, how about the old man appreciating that object with you?" ”

"Qinggu Zhai?" Ye Fei is just a passerby, and naturally he doesn't know what Qinggu Zhai represents here, but he has been selling skewers in the bar street for two years and has dealt with all kinds of people, and he still has some experience in looking at people with confidence, and the kind old man in front of him should not be a bad person, and besides, he really needs money now......

Zhang Biao on the side couldn't help but remind in a low voice when he saw Ye Fei's hesitant appearance: "Boy, this is the old man Mo of Qinggu Zhai, the objects smashed out of the wood carving are regarded by him as a blessing from your cultivation, and no matter how many people come to the door to ask the old man for long eyes, he can't ask for it." ”

The corner of Ye Fei's eyes swept over the face of the old man Mi beside him, and he found that he was staring at his right hand with two flashing bean drum eyes, the thread on his cheeks trembled slightly, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it and snatch the bead back, but now that the money and goods were clear, he could only stare dryly when people smashed any treasure.

Seeing that Ye Fei was still hesitating, Old Man Mo smiled faintly and shook his hand to unfold the folding fan, and there were four vigorous and powerful cursive characters printed on the fan surface: It's rare to be confused, and there is a line of small characters below: It's hard to be smart, it's hard to be confused, and it's even more difficult to turn from smart to confused. Put it down, take a step back, feel at ease at the moment, and don't want to be blessed later. Old Man Mo shook the folding fan and turned around and walked away, which showed that he didn't want to bother talking any more.

"Old man Mo, wait for me to push the cart." Ye Fei snorted softly, put the beads in his hand into his pocket, and followed closely with a few quick steps and a tricycle.

"Alas! People are good and people don't deceive the sky, Lao Tzu has been mixed in the antique business for most of his life, and his luck is not good! Old man Mi shook his head and sighed, withdrew his gaze from Ye Fei's distant back, squatted down and reached out to rummage through the broken pieces of wood on the ground, just turned over a few times, and suddenly covered his hands and screamed in pain, it turned out that his fingertips were pierced by wooden thorns and bloody.

Zhang Biao grinned when he saw him: "Haha! This makes people afraid of the wicked, you old boy deserve it! ”

Ye Fei followed the old man Mo all the way, and soon the two came to the door of an antique two-story wooden building, and there was a gilt plaque hanging in the middle of the second floor, with three strong and powerful gold lacquer characters on it, Qing Gu Zhai, don't look at this is a wooden building, compared to all the surrounding buildings.

Old Man Mo closed the folding fan and pointed to the open space left next to the door of the building and said, "It's okay to park the car there, you come in with me." ”

Ye Fei parked the tricycle in the open space according to his words, followed the old man Mo into the door, and when he walked into the door, he saw that this was a simple and atmospheric antique collection shop, the wooden structure outside was just the skin, in fact, the store was made of real materials, there were six busy clerks at the huge horseshoe-shaped counter, and the customers in the store in the early morning were more than twice as many as the clerks.

Old Man Mo led Ye Fei to the second floor, and there were two burly men in black suits standing at the staircase, and when he saw the old man going upstairs, one of the black suits immediately turned around and walked to the door of the room diagonally opposite, reached out and grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open, and retreated sideways to the side.

Ye Fei followed Old Man Mo into the door, his feet were soft in vain, it turned out that there was a thick carpet on the ground, and he almost broke his neck when he stepped on it.

"Sit down, I'll have someone make two cups of good tea." Old Man Mo smiled and beckoned Ye Fei to sit down on the sofa next to the coffee table, turned his head and gestured to the black suit standing at the door, and the door closed immediately.

Old Man Mo walked unhurriedly to the sofa and sat down, and said with a smile: "Young man, there are really fewer and more fake objects in Qinggu Street now, and there are very few people who can pick up leaks here. ”

Ye Fei took out the beads in his pocket and handed them to Mo Lao, and said very shamefully: "It is pure luck to be able to buy this bead, I don't know anything about antiques, and I ask you to help me see where it came from." Since he came with him, he chose to believe in Mo Lao, hoping that this old man was really like the man with the armband just said that he was a master in the antique shop.

Mo Lao held the bead in the palm of his hand, his eyes were fixed on the surface of the bead, his wrist slowly rotated, his eyes carefully observed this transparent bead from various angles, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

Knock knock on the door softly, Mo Lao withdrew his gaze from the jade beads, the door was pushed open, and a girl in a sky blue cheongsam walked to the coffee table with a wooden tray, put two steaming blue and white porcelain teacups in front of the two, turned around and retreated.

The tea in the cup is the best tea, and you can smell the fragrance from half a meter away, but Ye Fei seems that the tea is almost the same as cold white open, it is all thirst-quenching, and he is now eager to know the value of this bead.

Mo Lao put the jade beads on the coffee table, reached out and picked up a cup of hot tea to his lips and blew it gently, taking a small sip unhurriedly.

Ye Fei stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the teacup, but did not pick up the cup, looked at the beads on the coffee table and asked in a low voice, "Old man, how much do you think this bead is worth?" ”

Mo Lao smiled lightly and asked: "It's certain to pick up the leak, how much did it cost to buy that wood carving?" ”

Ye Fei replied honestly: "It takes a total of two hundred and forty-eight yuan and five cents to buy wood carvings, and it is earned both horizontally and vertically to get this bead." It was easy to say, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, it was not difficult to see from Old Man Mo's bland attitude that the price of this bead was not high, and he originally hoped that the value of this bead could cover the debts owed, but it seemed that it would not work.

Mo Lao took a sip of tea and said in a low voice: "This is a high-ice jade bead, which can be sold for about 120,000 yuan at the market price, which is a big leak." ”

Less than 300 pieces of collected objects earned hundreds of times, in Qinggu Street is indeed a super big leak, whether it is luck or eyesight is quite rare.

"Alas!" Ye Fei sighed softly, grasped the teacup with his palm, the high temperature of the cup body made him shrink his hand back, the cup was tilted, the hot tea was splashed on the coffee table, and the jade beads placed on the side were wet with tea, and suddenly rolled up......