Zhao Ling'er took Feng Jiu back to the antique shop, and saw that Old Man Feng and Old Man Zhao were playing chess, Old Man Zhao frowned, his face was very ugly, his eyes glanced at the chessboard, and he silently sweated for Old Man Zhao, and there were not many people who could win chess from Old Man Feng.

There are even fewer people who have the courage to play chess with Old Man Feng, but it just so happens that Old Man Zhao has the courage to die like this, "This game doesn't count" "How many chess you have ruined yourself, you don't need to say it, don't play chess with me in the future, you stinky chess basket" Old Man Feng got up irritably, saw what Feng Ling was carrying in his hand, and turned his head to look at Feng Jiu.

"Other little girls go to the antique street to buy bottles or bracelets or something, although you are good to buy bottles, but your bottle is too small, what can you do when you go home?" Old man Zhao saw the contents of the bag in Feng Ling's hand, and his eyes were full of sympathy and said.

"You don't think that only these things in your store are good things" Knowing that Old Man Zhao's store was full of decorations, Feng Jiu's words were all about slapping Old Man Zhao's face, and at the same time, he also indirectly told Old Man Zhao another piece of information, that there were antiques in these bottles she chose.

"Girl, although your grandfather Zhao runs a handicraft shop, but our family still has a master who sits in the hall, Ling'er will go and find your Uncle Zhao to give Feng Yatou a palm" Old man Zhao spoke, Zhao Ling'er glanced at Feng Jiu, and made sure that Feng Jiu was not angry, so he went to the front yard to call the long-eyed master in the store.

Master Zhao in Zhao Lao's mouth came quickly, Feng Ling was holding something in his hand but had no intention of letting the other party identify it, "Uncle Ling" Feng Jiu just spoke, Feng Ling handed the bag to Feng Jiu, "It's all cheap things, since Mr. Zhao, you want the master in the store to take a look, you just take one and let him see" Old man Feng saw that Feng Jiu's face was not good, and his attitude towards Zhao Lao was obviously not as friendly as before.

And Master Zhao, who was called, kept a straight face the whole time, and couldn't see any emotion, "Grandpa" Feng Jiu casually took out a bottle from the bag and handed it to Feng Lao, "It feels good, no wonder you can see it" Feng Lao said and put the bottle on the table where he was playing chess.

Zhao Lao gestured to the master in the store, Master Zhao stepped forward and picked up the bottle and looked at it seriously, "You'd better not spill the things in the bottle" This bottle happened to be the one Feng Jiu chose in the first stall, the bottle was obviously not the point, the point was that she liked the medicinal powder inside.

"It's a good thing, it should sell for about a million at auction, I don't know how much you charged?" Master Zhao habitually asked, "Ten yuan" Feng Jiu said and saw the other party's hand trembling slightly, "It contains ancient medicine, if you break it for me, let alone a million, even if you give 100 million, I can make you pay" Feng Jiu has been paying attention to this Master Zhao's hand, seeing that his hand is shaking badly, he reached out and took the medicine bottle from his hand, his face was obviously even more ugly than before.

"That bottle alone is already worth a lot of money, if you add the medicinal powder inside, the value is not easy to calculate" Master Zhao looked at Feng Jiu's ugly expression, and then turned his head to look at his boss, he was found by the boss, what they said, he didn't know, he just came to identify things, since the things have been identified, then there is nothing for him here, as for the relationship between the boss and the people in front of him, it is the boss's business, and it has nothing to do with him.