I understood that what he was talking about was a magic weapon.

Many magic weapons, which have been sealed in the dust for many years and have no owner, are similar to ordinary old objects, or even worse in condition, and ordinary antique masters may not be able to see it.

As soon as I entered the Pan Jiayuan, I released my divine consciousness and explored the aura, looking at it from stall to stall, not to mention, I really found a few people with aura.

It's just that most of the aura is very weak, that is, an old object in the last years of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the boss also called out the sky-high price, which is treating me as a fool who doesn't know the goods.

Among them, the strongest aura is a snuff bottle, I picked it up and looked at it carefully, it should be something in the early years of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and it has a bit of value.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" I didn't want to buy it, so I asked casually.

The boss originally ignored the answer, but when he looked up, his eyes immediately stuck to my face, and when he looked at it, he wanted to pull out his eyes and install them on my body.

The corners of my mouth twitched twice, how do you do business, it's too straightforward, right?

"No, no money." He said.

I wondered: "You do business, and you are still giving it away for nothing?" ”

The boss laughed twice, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said, "Little girl, I don't have high requirements, you accompany my brother and me to dinner, and this snuffbox will be given to you, how about it?" ”

I almost wanted to throw the snuffbox in his face, put it down coldly, and said, "Let's go." ”

The boss chased a few steps and said, "Hey, don't go, my snuffbox was used by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty?" Do you know Emperor Qianlong? That's the first emperor of the Manchu Dynasty! This snuffbox is worth at least 300,000 yuan! 300,000 Please have a meal and please don't move? You tell me directly, how much do you want? ”

The surrounding vendors all looked at us and whispered, pointing and pointing, without waiting for me to speak, Tang Mingli grabbed his outstretched hand, he immediately bared his teeth and grinned, shouting, "Let go, let go of me!" It's painful to die! ”

Tang Mingli pushed him to the ground with a light push, then picked up the snuffbox, put it in the palm of his hand and squeezed it hard.

The boss jumped up in pain and shouted, "My snuffbox is worth 300,000!" If you break it, you won't be able to pay ......."

The word "Qi" was stuck in his throat raw, and he couldn't spit it out anymore, because after Tang Mingli opened his hand, there was only a puddle of colorful powder left in his palm.

With a slight pinch, he pinched a hard snuff box into powder! The boss pinched his own bones, if he pinched his bones, he must not be crippled?

The boss is also an old fritter, and he has a good eye for people, so he immediately put on a smiling face, and said with caution: "Sir, be careful, be careful not to cut your hands." ”

Tang Mingli said coldly: "How much do you say this snuffbox is worth?" ”

Where did the boss dare to ask for a price, the flesh pain in the ninja's heart, and said: "First, sir, look at what you said, my snuff bottle is actually a fake, worthless, you can pinch it casually, pinch it casually." ”

Tang Mingli's eyes were filled with a chill, and he said: "This snuff bottle is something from the Qianlong period, and the market price is 13,000. I've never liked to owe someone something, so take it. ”

After speaking, he took out a thick stack of banknotes from his wallet and threw it in front of him, and suddenly a rain of red banknotes rained down and drenched the boss.

The boss didn't dare to move, and said carefully: "Thank you, Mr. for the reward." ”

Tang Mingli pulled me up, turned around and left, there was no need to waste time with this kind of person.

The boss's usual popularity is not very good, and the small vendors around him all showed gloating looks, and some even gave Tang Mingli a thumbs up.

With a faint smile on the corner of my mouth, I said, "It is worthy of Mingli, teaching a street vendor who doesn't have long eyes to be so powerful and domineering." ”

Tang Mingli sneered coldly and said, "If he offends me, I won't bother with him, but if he offends you, I can't spare him." ”

I silently thought, this is what I call a domineering president.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a strong aura, and immediately turned my head to look, and found an old woman sitting in an inconspicuous corner, with a large red cloth in front of her, on which a few more inconspicuous small objects were placed here and there.

That aura emanates from this little object!

I walked over in a few steps, and found a hairpin on the red cloth, which was gray, and the gold was not gold, and the silver was not silver, but there were some golden patterns on it, which looked like it was gilt with brass.

The theme of this hairpin is a very common butterfly love flower, a long flat hairpin, on which are two peonies, and on the peony is a butterfly with gold wire, which is heavy in hand.

This kind of hairpin, if it falls in the eyes of others, even if it is really an old object, it is not worth much, buy it and wash it, repair it, and then sell it to girls who like classical style, at most two or three thousand yuan.

However, I could clearly feel the aura in it, so strong that I wanted to get my hands on it right away.

It's a magic weapon! Nine pins!

I had already set off a huge wave in my heart, but my face was very calm, I picked up another small seal, looked at it carefully, and said, "Old lady, how do you sell this seal?" ”

The old lady looked up at me and said, "This seal is something from the early years of the Republic of China, and it is not carved by everyone, you can give 600 yuan and take it." ”

"Six hundred, that's a bit expensive." I touched my chin, asked a few other things, and finally asked about the hairpin, as if I asked casually, without even looking at it.

I can't help it, if I let the other party know that you are thinking about buying, I will definitely ask for a sky-high price.

"This hairpin doesn't sell for money." The old lady said to me a little strange: "If you don't sell it, why do you put it out?" ”

The old lady looked at me with her shrewd eyes and said, "Girl, let's not talk darkly, I know that you have taken a fancy to this hairpin, this is a nine-grade magic weapon, if you want, a superb spirit stone, sell it to you." ”

I was immediately embarrassed, it turned out to be an understanding person.

I looked at the old lady carefully, and it didn't look like a stranger.

I said: "Old lady, you are not kind, this hairpin is indeed a nine-grade magic weapon, but it is not worth a top-grade spirit stone in ancient times, not to mention that now the spirit stone is almost extinct, and it is even more precious." ”

The old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "Girl, this hairpin is my heirloom, if it weren't for my family's urgent money, I wouldn't have taken it out and sold it." If you want it sincerely, a medium-grade spirit stone can't be missing. ”

I also wanted to negotiate with her, Tang Mingli smiled: "I'll give it to you." As he spoke, he took out a medium-grade spirit stone from the Qiankun bag.

His Qiankun bag was handed down from the ancestors of the Tang family, and it was the size of a house and could hold a lot of things.

As soon as the old lady saw the spirit stone, her eyes lit up, she looked around vigilantly, put away her burden, stood up, and said, "This is not a good place to trade, you come with me." ”

A medium-grade spirit stone, in this era, can be described as priceless, if she takes the spirit stone on the street, I am afraid that if she walks out a few steps, she will be robbed, and she will not even be able to save her life.

Tang Mingli put the spirit stone back and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly: "Okay, old lady, lead the way ahead." ”

The old lady led us through one alley after another, and made people's heads dizzy, until at last we came to the depths of an alley, where there was a mottled black wooden door, and she went up and knocked on it, and said, "Old man, I am back." ”

There was a creak, and the door opened, revealing an old face.

That old man is also an ordinary person, but his eyes are cloudy, and he is uncomfortable to see.

"Old man, how is our son's illness?" The old lady asked.

The old man said, "Well, it's not the same as it used to be. ”

The old lady said to us: "We have only such a son, this child was very competitive, but a year ago he was diagnosed with uremia, and he had to be dialysis twice a week, and the doctor said that his condition was very critical, and if he was not treated, he would not live for a month, otherwise because of this, I would not take out the ancestral hairpin of the family and sell it." ”

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes with the sleeve of his clothes.