With Li Chuanshui's words, Qin Jiaoyun's mood finally improved, and then the woman, accompanied by Li Chuanshui, slowly walked to the depths of this cultural and antique shop, and picked and chose among the pile of old and chaotic goods.

After all, women love beauty, and after the initial quarrel, Qin Jiaoyun was quickly attracted by the various accessories and objects in the room in front of her.

The accessories and hair flowers of antiques or imitation antiques in the cultural toy store may not be as beautiful and exquisite as those Qin Jiaoyun usually brings, but they have the unique temperament of antiques and antiques.

While walking and watching, Qin Jiaoyun, who was immersed in that unique cultural atmosphere, soon lost herself a little.

In the warehouse-like territory, Qin Jiaoyun likes a lot of things, sometimes picking up the step shake to take a look, sometimes picking up the head flower to take a look, and it didn't take long for him to become interested in a purse embroidered with a phoenix......

Among the various and dazzling artworks and jewelry, Qin Jiaoyun quickly became annoyed with selective difficulty, pouted, looked left and right for a long time, and finally didn't choose anything.

Seeing Qin Jiaoyun's difficult choice, Li Chuanshui himself was very idle, he stood quietly beside Qin Jiaoyun, and while watching Qin Da Mei's selection of things with great interest, he comforted her repeatedly, "Don't worry,...... There's still time to ......."

When Qin Jiaoyun was choosing things, Li Chuanshui consciously and unconsciously observed the antiquities around him.

And just as his gaze swept over the pile of rags in the narrow aisle, Xiao Jiu'er in Li Chuanshui's mind suddenly let out a rapid shout.

"Stop!" As Xiao Jiu'er spoke, he hurriedly ordered Li Chuanshui and said, "You take two steps to the right!" Let me see the pot! ”

When Xiao Jiu'er suddenly shouted in Li Chuanshui's head, Li Chuanshui was following Qin Jiaoyun through a narrow aisle.

On the right side of the aisle was a pile of iron objects that were half a man high, and they were all sorts of iron tools, including stoves and tongs that were used in the past.

Facing the pile of tattered iron tools, Li Chuanshui quickly found an iron pot that Xiao Jiu'er instructed to pay close attention to among those black and slimy things.

This iron pot was inconspicuous between the chaotic pile of iron tools, with an iron kettle on top of it and an iron bucket on the bottom. It was caught in the middle, and Li Chuanshui gently dragged it a few times, but he couldn't take it out.

With such a mouthful of something that looked so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, Li Chuanshui really couldn't think of why Xiao Jiu'er was so concerned, so he patted his head lightly and asked Jiu'er in his head:

"I said? Why did you fall in love with this pot? It looks old and ugly, and it's useless! ”

"It's useless?!" Xiao Jiu'er resolutely denied: "You are wrong! This pot is very useful! This thing is called Iron Mask Boil, and it's a magic weapon! It's the treasure used to boil ghosts in our five visceral temples! ”

"Boiled ghosts?" When Li Chuanshui heard this, his spirit suddenly rose!

Although I don't know what kind of work or thing Xiao Jiu'er said about "boiling ghosts", Li Chuanshui understands that Xiao Jiu'er will never interject and shout for no reason when Li Chuanshui usually goes out to socialize.

Every time Xiao Jiu'er has to speak, it either means that the problem is very dangerous, or that she has found something terrible.

However, in the face of such a black and slimy iron pot, Li Chuanshui really couldn't forcibly associate it with the word "treasure".

Because of this, Li Chuanshui asked Xiao Jiu'er again: "I said Xiao Jiu!" You read that right? This pot is black and mushy, how can it look like an ordinary pot, and the "fire marks" on his top are so heavy, and the bottom of the pot is black and much, you won't look away, right? ”

"No!" Xiao Jiu'er replied very firmly, and at the same time added: "If you don't believe it, you can put your hand into the bottom of the pot, touch it, and see if there are any patterns!"

"Oh!" With a hint of intense curiosity, Li Chuanshui put his hand into the black and slimy bottom of the pot.

The ash at the bottom of this pot is very heavy, and when Li Chuanshui reached out and groped, no matter how light the force was, the black ash at the bottom of the pot kept falling.

Through the sensitive touch between his fingers, Li Chuanshui quickly knew that the bottom of this pot was uneven, and there seemed to be many lines, and the lines were intermittent, which seemed to constitute a picture scroll.

There are ornaments hidden under the ashes at the bottom of the pot, which made Li Chuanshui realize the difference of this pot, but just when Li Chuanshui wanted to continue to ask Xiao Jiu'er about the careful origin and origin of this pot, someone behind Li Chuanshui suddenly said: "That pot is an iron pot of the Ming Dynasty, and the quality is very good."

Listening to the sudden speech behind him, Li Chuanshui hurriedly turned his head to look at the man, and then unexpectedly, Li Chuanshui saw the owner of this shop.

It seemed that the cap boss was also very surprised that Li Chuanshui was looking at the scrap iron pot, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at the iron pot and asked, "You are also interested in this thing?"

......" hesitated slightly, Li Chuanshui said: "I'm a cook!" I want to find a suitable iron pot with an age! Didn't you even have this kind of thing here? ”

"Oh! Cook! The shopkeeper of the cap nodded suddenly, and then said: "My ancestor was also a cook, and I collected these iron tools in my hometown!" It's all from the last year, and it's guaranteed to be true! ”

Listening to the introduction of the cap boss, Li Chuanshui didn't say anything, he pointed to the pot and asked, "How much is this pot?"

When asked, the boss scratched his head, and then replied with a smile: "The things of the Ming Dynasty are made of wrought iron, and there has been no trachoma for hundreds of years, so ...... Let's get you cheaper, three hundred dollars! I'll give you another discount, two hundred and eight! ”

"Two hundred and eight? All right! Li Chuanshui smiled and did not make a counteroffer.

Although he didn't know what to say, Li Chuanshui felt that this pot was far less than the two hundred and eight in the boss's heart, and judging from the location where the pot was stored, the boss didn't think there was anything special about such a pot at all.

So...... Li Chuanshui actually picked up a big bargain.

The boss seemed to be surprised that Li Chuanshui only bought the pot and did not bargain, but he was able to sell the tattered iron pot, and the boss had an expression on his face.

Between the two strokes, the boss stretched out his thumb and praised Li Chuanshui with a happy word, and immediately took the pot out of the pile of rags, wrapped it in newspaper, and handed it to Li Chuanshui.

And at this time, Qin Jiaoyun also walked out of the pile of various antiques.

She held a lot of jewelry, pouted and asked Li Chuanshui, "Chuanshui! Which of these things do you think is better?! ”