Chapter Twenty-Eight: False

What he was looking for was chalcedony, jade heart, and spirit stone.

Jade, buried deep in the ground for many years, or grows with stones, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth day and night.

There is a certain probability of absorbing a certain amount of heaven and earth aura at the same time.

Halfway through the antique street, a lot of chalcedony jade hearts were found, but none of them had aura fluctuations.

Originally, Xiao Bai didn't have much expectations, just came over and tried it, if he could find it, it would be the best, if he couldn't find it, forget it.

Ling Qingluan was attracted by a lot of novelty objects, went up to touch, knocked, the street vendor boss was amazingly eloquent, and the words he said were stubble, showing the word "flickering" vividly.

Ling Qingluan didn't want to buy it in the first place, her willpower was firm, she just wanted to take a closer look, and let the vendor boss talk dryly, and she didn't pay for one out of her pocket.

This disappointed the vendor owner, who wanted to slaughter a fat sheep, but the other party didn't give him a chance to go under the knife at all.

"Brother Xiao Bai, isn't there anything you fancy here?" Ling Qingluan and Xiao Bai walked side by side, and from the moment she entered the antique street, she found that Xiao Bai's eyes kept looking at the stalls on both sides, just looking, and did not mean to walk over and ask about the price.

"Not yet." Xiao Bai shook his head, his attention was always on the stall, for fear that if he was distracted, he would miss the cultivation resources.

For the first time, Ling Qingluan felt that shopping was so boring, and he walked one meal at a time, just playing.

But if she's shopping in the mall right now, she's not going to be so bored.

Girls are naturally lively and active, and Ling Qingluan became more and more bored the more she walked, so she simply went to chat with the vendor owner.

The vendor owner is a middle-aged uncle with a fat head and big ears, a mustache, and a very obscene look.

Although Ling Qingluan was wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, she couldn't vaguely hide her elegance.

"Little girl, my uncle has been running a stall here for nearly 20 years, and to put it mildly, in the antique street, no one has as many good things as my family." There was light in the eyes of the vendor owner, and he turned on the mouth escape mode, and there were different ripples in his heart.

"Yes." Ling Qingluan casually picked up a bowl with dust, and there was some soil stuck to the wall of the bowl in the bowl, and looked up and down, this bowl did have a deep sense of age.

These are just scratching the surface.

It is not difficult to create an object with a sense of age, but the difficulty lies in how to make customers believe it.

The vendor clapped his hands violently, "Girl, you really have a vision!" ”

didn't wait for Ling Qingluan to reply.

The vendor owner continued: "This bowl is an object of the Ming Dynasty, you see this color, this craftsmanship, modern times will never be able to make it." ”

The vendor owner continued to open his mouth cannon, and the bowl was almost lifted into the air.

I almost didn't say that this thing only exists in heaven and something like that.

Ling Qingluan saw that he was so energetic, and it was not easy to interrupt him, and after the boss finished speaking, he put the bowl back in place and said, "This bowl is too precious, I can't afford it." ”

The boss was a little dumbfounded, he said it for so long, and it was a waste of saliva to dare to love?!

"Don't girl, this bowl is not expensive, it is only 500,000 yuan, it is very collectible, in a few years, it may exceed the original purchase price, after this village, there is no such shop, this is an opportunity to make a fortune, girl, you have to hold it in your hand."

Ling Qingluan couldn't help but feel funny after hearing this, "Boss, you can take it home and collect it yourself, if what you said is true, in a few years, you will be able to earn tens of thousands of dollars again." ”

"Girl, when I open the door to do business, of course I have to take out a few treasures as treasures of the town, so that I can keep guests, otherwise, I can't have opened a stall here for almost twenty years, right?"

Ling Qingluan nodded sympathetically, "Well, what you said makes sense, boss, but I don't like antiques, I'll just take a look." ”

"Girl, you're playing with me." The boss's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and he wantonly looked at Ling Qingluan's bumpy figure.

Ling Qingluan frowned slightly, she could feel the boss's very uncomfortable eyes looking at her, she didn't hesitate, turned around and left.

Smack!

The boss's hand stretched out all of a sudden, firmly grasping Ling Qingluan's small hand as thin as a lotus root.

"Come on, someone broke my antiques and didn't give me money! Come on! ”

The boss's voice was very loud, and it immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.

Ling Qingluan's face turned red with anger, and he shook off the boss's hand violently, and said, "Don't spew blood!" ”

"What kind of blood spews people, and I don't want people to say anything about my antiques, right?" The boss is not afraid of boiling water, and shouts loudly with his neck stalked.

The crowd of onlookers had already been rhythmized by the boss's one-sided words, and they all pointed at Ling Qingluan.

"The little girl is dressed up very well, I didn't expect to do such a thing."

"Covering your head and covering your face on a hot day, you look like you have unclean hands and feet."

"Whoever marries her will have eight lifetimes of blood mold."

"You guys!" Ling Qingluan was so angry that he couldn't speak, the six gods had no master, and he didn't know what to do.

The boss looked proud, he couldn't sell it, and he couldn't sell it.

What's more, I just rubbed a handful of oil again, and the feel is so refreshing.

Xiao Bai squeezed into the crowd and saw the helpless Ling Qingluan.

When Ling Qingluan saw his relatives, he immediately pounced on him and firmly hugged Xiao Bai's arm.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Bai said softly.

Ling Qingluan found the backbone, pointed at the boss, and said, "He said that he broke his antiques, obviously there is no such thing!" I just picked it up and looked at it. ”

"Okay, I see, leave it to me." Xiao Bai gently patted the back of Ling Qingluan's hand, looked at the vendor owner, and slowly walked over.

The boss is not false at all, but his voice has improved a lot. "What? It's great to call your boyfriend! Let me tell you, if you don't pay me 500,000 yuan today, don't even think about leaving! ”

Boyfriend?

Ling Qingluan's face flushed, and there was a hint of sweetness in her heart.

Xiao Bai ignored him, looking at the objects on the stall, there were no so-called damaged antiques.

He instantly understood that Qingluan was falsely accused!

He turned to the boss and said, "Boss, didn't you say that my sister broke your antiques?" What about the broken antiques, take them out and show them to me. ”

Since it is a slander, the boss has long been fully prepared.

The fat on his face trembled, and he immediately walked to the stall and took out a porcelain bowl with a gap.

It was almost the same as the bowl that Ling Qingluan had seen before.

"Look, isn't it!" The boss was rightly angry, a piece of splinter was lying in the bowl, looking at the gap, it was indeed recently broken.

"This isn't the bowl I'm looking at!" Ling Qingluan shouted.

"How not!" The boss's eyes widened, "Could it be that you want to say that I wronged you?!" ”