Yan Hua never thought that the four blood-red characters of the world's male protagonist would be hung on a black stone.

As a result, 9001 also omitted mission details.

Yan Hua walked over and picked and picked at the small vendor's stall.

She didn't pick the small stone as soon as she came up, but looked at the other high-quality imitations of the old dynasties.

In the end, she chose the most realistic teapot.

Because there are no teacups, the stall owner still regrets it.

In fact, his eyes were full of excitement and sighed for a long time, if a set is worth a lot of money.

Yan Hua listened patiently, took the opportunity to answer, felt that he had lost money, and asked the stall owner to add a partner to find a balance.

The stall owner choked, but he moved a stone and hit himself in the foot.

He cleverly wanted to divert this topic, but Yan Hua just wasn't fooled.

The stall owner suffered such a dumb loss, and his heart was not angry, so he searched around his small stall, and finally his eyes fell on two or three of the most inconspicuous objects.

One of them is the black stone.

If it weren't for the 9001 mission that said it was Gu Yu, Yan Hua would probably use it as a briquette.

It's really that its appearance is too bad, it's not smooth, it's not clear, and it looks very evil.

Especially after looking at it for a long time, my brain will be dizzy, my eyes will be spent, as if I have been hypnotized, and the whole person will be sleepy.

When the stall owner introduced the two and a half objects he had pulled out, he mysteriously lowered his voice.

"This young lady, you have to keep your eyes open and take a closer look."

"These three things are all genuine good treasures, but it's a pity that we don't have anyone who knows the goods."

"This, called Tongling Jade, can only be held in the mouth when the ancient court officials are buried."

"Hey, I'll tell you, but don't dislike it, this is a good baby, it was raised by the ancestors."

"Have you ever heard that people raise jade, and jade feeds back to people?"

"Hey, this psychic jade is it."

Yan Hua: ......

She looked at a strangely shaped piece of jade in the stall owner's hand.

If she hadn't studied Xia Qianqian's biographical information, she might really be suspicious of the stall owner.

But because of Xia Qianqian's life information, she also studied it carefully for more than ten days.

If the stall owner fools her again, she will want to hit someone.

That thing is obviously a toilet Jane, also called a toilet chip, which was used by the ancients to use the toilet instead of toilet paper to scrape chrysanthemums.

The jade toilet is smaller and thicker than the ordinary bamboo, and is mostly used by the noblewomen and palace concubines who are ordered by the ranks.

If a minister in a high position dies and has this stuff stuffed in his mouth, how much hatred and resentment will it be?

Yan Hua's eyelids twitched, and he felt that it smelled when he saw the stall owner holding the toilet slip, and couldn't help but take a step back.

When the stall owner saw it, he knew that she didn't like it.

He reached out again to take the other half of the jade pendant and continued to brag.

"Little sister didn't like it? Looks like this thing has nothing to do with you. ”

"That's it!"

"Little sister, look at this."

"Don't look at it, it's only half, this is the love token between Meng Jiangnu and her husband, there is only this half in the world, and the other half is buried under the Great Wall with her husband."

......

The stall owner continued to brag, but Yan Hua couldn't listen to it anymore.

If it's really Meng Jiangnu's love token, this thing is worth a lot of money.

The legacy of the Qin Dynasty to the present, is it still a token of love for the heroine, one of the four major love stories that has been handed down since ancient times?

Hehe, this bull is blowing to the sky?

Yan Hua couldn't help but look up at the top of the stall owner's head to see if any cow was really blown away by him in one go.

As soon as the stall owner saw Yan Hua's careless appearance, he knew that he had made a fool, and people didn't believe it.

So, his hand that had touched the toilet Jane wanted to pick up the black stone with the four blood-red characters of "World Male Lead" floating.

Yan Hua's eyelids twitched again, and he quietly took the lead in picking up the stone and looking at it, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Isn't this the kind of stone that can be found everywhere in the Gobi Desert? What kind of valuable thing is this? ”

The stall owner was robbed of his talk, and his prepared speech was choked at once.

But his eyes rolled, among the three things, the first two are real jade, that is, there are more impurities, not a good product, and you can buy one for a dozen yuan on the stall.

The last stone he had picked up when he was passing by the cemetery a few months ago.

At that time, it was hot to start, and then it was as cold as ice, so he was reluctant to throw it away.

It's a pity that I didn't feel anything anymore.

He studied it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't see a doorway.

In the end, it was concluded that there may have been an evil that night, thus ending speculation about the stone.

He also saw that Yan Hua was young and easy to fool, so he thought about taking the cheapest fool and sending her away.

A high-imitation teapot in the Qing Dynasty is really not worth much, a whole set of 199 on a certain treasure, he has to try his best to make it old, and he wastes a little effort.

Not to mention anything else, it's the layer of pulp on the teapot, but it wastes his strength.

At the beginning, he didn't wash his hands for a whole year, and he rubbed it every day before wrapping the bottom up.

Aging the pulp looks like something that the ancients rubbed for more than ten years, which is a trade secret.

Not only did he put a lot of thought into the outside, but the tea rust inside also had a doorway.

It is said that Emperor Qianlong loved to drink Longjing before the rain, and the world's celebrities followed suit.

It was also at that time that the teapot culture was pushed to a new high, and there was a more elaborate theory of raising pots to cook tea.

The stall owner's tea rust in this high imitation pot is made by imitating this.

There is no need for tea, just boil a pot of spring water from Yuquan Mountain, and the unique aroma of Longjing will waft out before the rain.

Although the smell is a little off, isn't it normal for an object that has been placed for hundreds of years to almost smell like it?

The stall owner's ability to fool people is very strong, and his ability to fool himself is not weak.

And the one who took a fancy to this pot in front of him was still a little girl, so he was more confident.

With such a pot, he sold it to the girl in front of him for 25,000.

Without a teacup, where would you feel distressed if you have a jade that costs more than ten yuan?

Even if he gives away all three partners, it will be a sure profit, and it will still be a big profit.

But it inevitably made Yan Hua suspicious, he wouldn't do it.

The stall owner can be regarded as having a good understanding of people's hearts, so he did not ease his mouth easily.

Even if he took out three pairs for Yan Hua to choose, he still wanted her to add more.

Yan Hua held the black stone in his hand and threw it up and down: "There are some of these things in the Gobi, and there are many people with better shapes, but I haven't been to the Gobi for a few years, so it's not bad to take this thing back and keep it as a thought." ”

"If the boss is willing to give this favor, let's pay with one hand and get the goods with the other, if you don't want to, forget it, it should be that I have no chance with them."

Yan Hua quietly returned the stall owner's words just now.

Owner:......

The stall owner knew that when the fire came, he would accept it when he saw it, and he didn't think that there would be more pits.

Those who do this business are deceitful business, and there are rules for pit people, that is, wool can't be a sheep.

Leave a line in your work, and see you in the future.

Offending people is too ruthless, and those who shout and kill can't do it.

Seeing that Yan Hua was throwing the black stone in his hand, the stall owner didn't let her return it, so he turned his head to pack the teapot and showed the QR code to wait for Yan Hua to scan.

The expectant eyes were like watching the fat sheep about to fall into the sheep's mouth, salivating greedily, and his eyes were green.

Twenty-five thousand.

It's open today.