I rushed directly in front of him and wanted to kick him out into the street with one kick, but seeing a lot of people gathered outside the door, I was a little angry and smoking, knowing that if I continued to make trouble like this, I was afraid that it would not end well, and if the police were coming, I would probably have to pay a few more red tickets. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I quickly pulled him into the store and said angrily to a stalker like him, "What the hell do you want?" Hurry up and say anything and don't bother me with my business. ”

Boss Pig hurriedly retreated, he smiled at me slightly, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "You little baby, why do you talk like this, I am not light or heavy, I was introduced by Lao Yu, and I am your guest." ”

"As far as you are still a guest, it doesn't matter what kind of old man you are, or which crazy old man, if you have nothing to do, hurry up and get out, blocking my storefront, wearing a tattered outfit, like begging on the street, don't get in the way of my eyes and affect the guests."

"I understand, I understand, I'll leave after a few words." He spread the scroll in his hand on the desk, glanced at the scroll, turned around and said to me, "He asked me to show you this scroll, saying that you are well-informed, and see if this scroll is something from the Western Zhou Dynasty." ”

As soon as I heard the old man say that this scroll was something from the Western Zhou Dynasty, I was surprised and some of my mouths grew, after all, the Western Zhou Dynasty has a history of more than 3,000 years from now, if this scroll is really something from the Western Zhou Dynasty, the price must be expensive, and it may still be a priceless treasure. I watched as the old man laid the scroll on the desk and spread it out, and quickly went over to look at it.

As the saying goes, those who do our job only accept antiques, and nothing else that has nothing to do with antiques, all in all, a scroll can be preserved for more than 3,000 years, and it is still intact, which makes me a little strange, and what is even more strange is that as I look down on the scroll on my desk, when I see the contents of the scroll, I am a little surprised? This, isn't this the one my grandfather kept earlier?

When I think of this, my heart is shocked? Could it be that my grandfather's scroll was stolen by him, or that this scroll was just a fake. As I looked at it carefully, I was a little stunned, reached out and touched the picture on the scroll, a cool and cool feeling directly passed to my hand, that feeling is very real, but, thinking that the origin of this old man is unknown, and it was introduced by the old Yu who squatted in prison five years ago, I don't want to thin his face, coughed, tried to say better, so I had to panic him, and said: "Your scroll is indeed a treasure, but it is not a thing from the Western Zhou Dynasty, Although the picture on the scroll is a product of the Western Zhou Dynasty, after my thief's eyes, I found a problem? ”

I sold a lawsuit, glanced at the scroll on my desk, and looked back at him with a chuckle.

The old man looked at the scroll, very puzzled by my words, and saw that this scroll was not something from the Western Zhou Dynasty, so he smashed his tongue a little and asked, "If you say this, isn't this thing a fake?" ”

"That's not necessarily, there is obviously a cool atmosphere on this scroll, the scroll itself has a sense of ancient atmosphere, this scroll I estimate that someone faked an imitation in the late Western Zhou Dynasty, it may be a few hundred years later than the Western Zhou Dynasty, it is estimated that it is a thing from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period."

As soon as the old man heard me explain that the scroll on the desk was not from the Western Zhou Dynasty, he was a little excited on the spot, and said a little anxiously between his words: "No, Lao Yu told me that this scroll is something from the Western Zhou Dynasty, how can it be a fake." ”

I looked at him like that, my heart was a little smiling and my stomach hurt, I spread my hands, shook my head at him helplessly, and said: "If you want to sell this thing, it may be worth hundreds of thousands, after all, although this thing is not a thing from the Western Zhou Dynasty, but it is still an old antique left by ancient people, and after a long time, it can still be sold for a price." ”

I wanted to speak, but I saw that the old man had already stood up, busy cleaning up the scroll on the table, and kept muttering in his mouth, saying that Lao Yu, the old immortal guy, lied to him, this is not an old antique from the Western Zhou Dynasty at all, and he worked hard to run here from the northeast for a few days, and next time he goes back, he must give him some color.

Seeing that the old man was about to step out of the store after packing up the scroll on the table, I hurriedly grabbed him from behind and said to him, "This scroll is an antique, if you can sell it to me, I will give you 500,000?" "It means that I have taken a fancy to this thing of yours and asked you to sell it to me, after all, this scroll is very similar to the one left by my grandfather, and I am afraid that this thing will fall into the hands of people with bad intentions and cause unnecessary trouble.

"This, this ......" He was a little hesitant, the high price of 500,000 is indeed high, because it is not difficult to see from his expression that he is a little moved, I thought he would sell it to me, but I was wrong, and then he said something like this: "500,000 is indeed high, but Lao Xu said that this number is needed ......"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out five fingers and placed them in front of me, his eyes wide open.

I watched the actions of the old man Zhang Jiubao, and then saw him stretch out five fingers, and I instantly seemed to understand, and said, "You mean that the scroll that bought you costs five million!" ”

After I finished speaking, I choked up a little, he, yes, a broken scroll costs five million, you and him, damn it. It's just a scroll, so you don't need to be so greedy!

Zhang Jiubao seemed to be a little dissatisfied with what I said, he shook his head, and still stretched out five fingers in front of me, meaning that five million is not enough.

"What? That's not enough. My eyes widened and I said in disbelief, "Is it... Fifty million! ”

As soon as my words came out, Zhang Jiubao smiled at me knowingly and said, "That's right, Lao Xu said that as long as you are willing to pay 50 million, this scroll will be sold to you." ”

"Fuck you, damn bullshit, a piece of broken paper is worth 50 million!" I was a little angry, and yelled at him in a series of ways: "Such a bird thing can be worth 50 million, don't joke with me, otherwise, sell me 1 million and don't suffer a loss." ”

The two of them chirped and I talked for a long time, and the old man of Jiubao insisted that he would be willing to sell this scroll for 50 million, and he couldn't help it, he said, this scroll belonged to someone else, he just introduced it to others, and by the way, he ran around the field to give someone a little message. As for the scroll in his hand, it was also given to him by someone else, saying that he wanted him to go to the antique store at No. 18 East Street in Puliu Town, which is the shop opened by my grandfather. Because he said that only the owner of the shop could know the origin of the scroll and the contents of the scroll, and by the way, he would be able to sell the scroll.

Five years ago, Lao Xu was arrested by the police and imprisoned for five years because he broke the law, gathered a crowd to fight, and inadvertently killed someone. According to a friend of mine, Lao Xu has been released from prison, but there is no exact news yet, because Lao Xu is a ghostly person, who comes and goes without a trace, and often haunts some unknown stalls. I used to be his henchman, and I accidentally found out that he was doing drug trafficking business in the underground market, and I reported him, but I was the one who killed him, and I was only 16 years old at the time, just a little doll.

In order to hate me, he killed my mother, but he never took my life, I don't know why, I reported him for drug trafficking, exposed his illegal behavior, and was going to prison, but he didn't kill me? This question has been ingrained in me when I was sixteen years old, I can't guess it, and I can't figure it out, until now, the appearance of this old man Zhang Jiubao has completely let me know this old Xu, it turns out that he didn't kill me, he wanted to use a scroll to defraud my grandfather's treasure map, not only that, but he also wanted to use a fake fake to defraud money, I really want to find him now, chop him with a knife, this kind of vicious person is not worthy of living in this world at all.

I thought to myself, no wonder my grandfather died and told me to put this scroll away, because it was so precious. My grandfather regarded this scroll as very important when he was alive, just like his own heart and liver, he took care of this scroll left and right, and he would take it with him when he ate and slept, and he always wanted to find out the content of this scroll, and what the pictures on the scroll meant. However, he thought about it for decades, but he could not guess the contents of the scroll, let alone explore what was drawn inside, except for the black scenery on the scroll, he knew nothing else.

Now, Zhang Jiubao told me that he wanted me to spend 50 million to buy the scroll in his hand, in fact, since I saw the scroll in his hand, I know very well that the content on the scroll is very different from my grandfather's, it can be said that it is simply incomparable, but the one in his hand is indeed a replica, and future generations deliberately painted it according to the real thing, as for why I did it, I don't know, after all, it was a long time, and I had to chase it to three thousand years ago.

The old man Zhang Jiubao sighed when he saw that I didn't buy the scroll in his hand, and then walked out of the store. I stood in front of the store, looking at Zhang Jiubao's back as he walked away, and sighed in my heart for a while The years in the world, grandpa's death, I don't know, but I am sure that grandpa must have been killed by others, as for who, I don't know, after all, I was not born at that time, even my father was only nineteen years old at that time, this story was told by my grandmother.

After thinking about it, I finally cleared my mind, forgot about the previous events, looked up at the sky, and saw that it was dusk, and there were no pedestrians on the street, I put away the stall, and told the pig boss to tidy up the store, and then I carried a stool and walked into the room.