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When the strange red silk continued to shoot into He Qing's eyes, something even more magical happened, and the images appeared in front of him with the flow of red silk light, like a movie, but it was a quick release mode, one shot after another, and all the pictures were related to the ancient jade, as if it was a documentary, recording the ins and outs of this jade, but it was played backwards, from the current situation of the jade to replay when it was first produced.

After tracing the entire historical trajectory, He Qing found that the jade was stolen by a group of tomb robbers from a certain place in the southwest, but it was indeed a very ancient jade, which appeared in the home of a wealthy man in the Western Han Dynasty.

After the "movie" was played, the red light gradually disappeared, and it was restored to its original state.

"Huh" Secretly, He Qing couldn't help but gasp for a long time, it was like a dream, in an instant, time spanned more than two thousand years!

His soul seemed to have entered the time tunnel with that piece of jade, traveling through the ancient times a few years ago, and witnessing the real experience of jade from manufacturing and burial to theft!

It feels amazing, and it has a shocking power!

"How's it going, brother? I'll give you a very good price. The antique dealer said with a smile on his face, and when he saw He Qing staring at the piece of jade in his hand so seriously, his face became a little more confident.

"How much?" He Qing asked the price bluntly, since it is a genuine Gao Gu jade, and the origin is so tortuous, it must be rich in value, if the price is very low, maybe you can collect it and sell it again, and earn the difference from it.

"Brother, you are the kind of person with a clear eye, this is a good thing, I don't give it to ordinary people." The man said seriously, "If you want it sincerely, the price is eight thousand, and you can take eight thousand!" ”

"I'm sorry." He Qing said without hesitation, "You better take it back." ”

Eight thousand is definitely a sky-high price for He Qinglai, unattainable, eighty he can still be Bo Yibo, eight thousand words, forget it, there is no need to talk about it at all.

"Hey, brother, don't be in a hurry." Seeing that He Qing wanted to leave, the man hurriedly smiled and said, "If you think the price is too high, then okay, let's discuss it again, can't we?" ”

He Qing shook his head decisively and said, "I don't want it." ”

No matter how much the other party lowers the price, he can't afford it, and it is impossible to cut it below 100 yuan, so there is no need to talk about it anymore, and it is a waste of saliva to talk about it again.

He Qing quickly dodged away, and the man didn't catch up and entangle.

"What the hell was going on just now?!" He Qing thought in amazement, he was not daydreaming, and it was impossible for his eyes to be dazzled, it was a real feeling, and there was a wonderful sense of shock in retrospect at this moment.

"Why is it that the same antique, that porcelain bowl does not emit a strange light, but that piece of jade has a magical phenomenon?!" The more He Qing thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, the bracelet that his sister-in-law Zou Mei gave him also emitted a strange light, which didn't seem like an accident.

"Do you want to try again?" He Qing suddenly had a strong curiosity, and with the mentality of giving it a try, he did not walk into the pawn shop at the moment, but turned around and walked towards the antique market next to him.

First of all, in front of a thrift stall, He Qing found that the things on the stall were very messy, there were porcelain, coins, and calligraphy and paintings.

"No problem!" He Qing thought to himself, "Is it a coincidence?" ”

He was suspicious, and was about to leave the antique stall and go to the pawnshop to do business, when his eyes inadvertently fell on a notebook, only to see a faint reddish light emitting from it.

"Huh?! Pregnant! He Qing was secretly surprised and delighted, and finally saw that beautiful scene again, proving that the previous discovery was not an accidental phenomenon, but had some kind of internal connection.

When He Qing was engrossed in watching, the previous wonderful scene was once again revealed, and the "movie" recorded in the booklet told him, it was a codex, collected by an old gentleman, from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

"That's Liang Qichao's handwritten letter!" He Qing was greatly surprised in his heart, although he did not know how to identify the artistry of antiques, but after all, he was a liberal arts student, and he still had a half-understanding of historical knowledge, who did not know Liang Qichao's name, the "Wuxu Reform" had a far-reaching impact, and he was one of the initiators of the Reform Movement.

"Boss, can I take a look?" He Qing suddenly said politely to the stall owner sitting on the side.

"Of course you can, you can do whatever you want, if any of the playthings are sù tell me yes." The boss was enthusiastic and authentic.

"Thank you." He Qingdao said, and then he reached out and picked up the codex, and when he flipped through it, he realized that there were only a few pieces of paper, the paper was yellowed, and it was obviously very old, and although the handwriting on it was relatively sloppy, the strokes were vigorous and powerful, and they were three points into the wood.

"I don't know if Liang Qichao's calligraphy and paintings are worth anything." He Qing secretly thought that he didn't understand calligraphy, but since he was a celebrity, the real handwriting should be worth collecting, otherwise the old gentleman in the "movie" would not be so persistently collected.

"Boss, how much do these facsimile posts cost?" He Qing thought for a while and said, "I've been practicing calligraphy recently, and I like the font on it more, and I want to buy it back and trace it." ”

He deliberately did that, because he didn't want the stall owner to pay attention, if he let the other party know that he valued the letter written by Liang Qichao himself, the price would definitely be very high, but now he has less than 100 fast money left in his body, and he has to think about it if it exceeds 50, because the food money for the past few days may be included in it.

"Oh, that's?" The boss said in a very generous tone, "Since you like it, take it away with one hundred and two, not two prices, the font has a strong sense of art, and it is an old thing, in addition to practicality, it is also collectible!" ”

"One hundred and two is too expensive." He Qing pursed his lips and said, "Boss, give me a real price." ”

Fortunately, the price offered by the boss is only one hundred and two, not one thousand two, if it is one thousand two, it is Wang Xizhi's true work, and he can't do anything.

The boss bid one hundred and two, and he couldn't get it within fifty if he cut it all the way.

"Okay, you sincerely want it, eighty has been obtained, and you have already been given a discount of forty, and it can't be less." The boss waved his hand.

He Qing said: "Thirty." A piece of paper gives you ten dollars, and you've earned it. ”

He only had more than eighty on him, and if he used it to buy the codex, he probably wouldn't even have enough money to take the bus when he went back.

"Oh, you guy is not sincere! It's only thirty, and this price is a little too hard, right?! The boss hurriedly shook his head and said, "Thirty is too low!" ”

He Qing said: "Boss, thirty is actually a lot. Do you sell or not? ”

"Not for sale!" The boss shook his hand without hesitation and said, "At least fifty!" ”

"Forty, I'll give you ten more dollars!" He Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Forty is the highest price I can offer, if not, then I can't help it." ”

He gestured to put the letter back in place, indicating that he intended to give it up.

"Come on, forty forty, I haven't seen such a good guy as you, count me as defeated to you!" The boss smiled helplessly, and he finally agreed.

"Well, that's good. This is forty dollars, please take it. He Qing then took out four crumpled ten-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to the boss.

In fact, he usually doesn't pick the door at all, and never bargains with the seller when he goes out to buy things, how much is the other party, but now is a special period, and he can't be generous if he wants to, so he can only "compare the baht", and save if he can.

After buying Liang Qichao's letter, He Qing picked it up and walked casually towards the pawn on the side.

Tong guò read carefully and carefully, although some of the handwriting on it is not very clear, but the basic meaning He Qing can still read, this should be a letter from Liang Qichao, it is very precious according to reason, at least definitely more than forty yuan.

"Brother, these pieces of straw paper, just picked up, right? How much did you get it? If I give you a hundred dollars, will you give it to me? ”

At this moment, an unfamiliar greeting came from behind him.