Chapter 248: It's a peace buckle again
Han Jingyang was stunned.
Is this a skill effect?
Or luck?
Or is it a coincidence?
If I hadn't used the "icing on the cake" skill, wouldn't this little old man have come up with this little thing?
Or will the little old man come up with this little thing whether I use this skill or not?
Han Jingyang glanced at it and knew that the little thing in the little old man's hand was not ordinary.
It's a piece of jade.
Ping An buckle.
Looking at the color and luster, you can know that the jade quality is good, and there is a certain number of years, and you can see the pulp from such a distance.
Even if it can't be identified as a magic weapon, the price shouldn't be cheap.
This little old man is not ordinary.
Even if there is no attempt, being able to take out two such high-quality old objects is enough to prove that this little old man's origin is not ordinary.
The average hawker who sets up a stall will never have access to this level of goodies in his life.
It doesn't matter if the little old man stole it, robbed it, or even picked it up......
Thinking of this, Han Jingyang pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows: "What is it?" ”
"A small Ping'an buckle, it's not worth much, but the jade quality is not bad, I was going to take it to the antique store to take a look, this is not close to the water, let Mr. Han take a look at it first."
"I'll see."
"Okay, you've got it."
Han Jingyang took the safety buckle handed over by the little old man, glanced at it, and nodded: "The thing is good, how much money do you plan to transfer?" ”
"Hehe, it's still the same method just now, you look at it."
"You can give as much as you want?"
"It must not be too cheap, three or five hundred will definitely not be able to buy such a good thing, right?"
"Indeed, in this way, the jade quality of this peace buckle is good, give you six thousand, what's the matter?"
"Eh, yes, yes, yes, six thousand is six thousand."
Is this a deal?
Han Jingyang thought about it, from going out to closing the deal, it was less than a minute, at most more than 30 seconds, and it was done in a few words.
Has the world changed?
When did it become so simple to buy things at a street stall?
Not a word of nonsense.
And good things one after another?
Outrageous.
But it's a bastard if you don't take advantage of it.
Han Jingyang transferred money to the little old man, but he didn't go back, but continued to ask: "Is there such a little boutique?" ”
"It's all on the stall, can you take a look?"
"Forget it, I still have something to do, we'll talk later."
After Han Jingyang finished speaking, he turned back to the store and identified it again.
"Name: Republic of China Hetian white jade carving safety buckle."
"Grade: five grades."
"Attribute: Luck +6."
"Skill: Thrilling or dangerous."
Great stuff!
It's still a talisman prop.
Plus lucky, with skills.
The lucky attribute is a good thing, needless to say.
This skill is better, it can play a role in turning danger into relief, and it is similar to the "turning evil into good fortune" that I experienced before, and it is a good thing that can save lives.
And the grade of this safety buckle is higher, it is a five-grade prop, and the priority of the attribute will be higher.
No matter who you use this peace buckle, it is excellent.
If you take it out and sell it, it is also a sky-high price starting from 10 million.
Of course, it is impossible to sell.
These kinds of props are in short supply at the moment, so it's a shame to sell them like this.
However, it is really interesting to return to this matter.
For only one thousand and one, I bought two good things of this level.
Counting the skills used, it's still very profitable.
Or do you want to use the "icing on the cake" again?
The enamel bottle is a five-rank prop, and when it is fully energy, it has at least three skill uses.
Let's see if there are any surprises.
Let's see if the little old man can take out a second piece of fine product from his pocket with the blessing of the skill effect.
Just now, the little old man said that the rest of the things were in the stall.
Well, try it.
Isn't it just a skill.,Anyway, there are two times to use.,Use it once.,There's still one time left.。
Han Jingyang gritted his teeth and once again activated the skill of "icing on the cake".
Wait for the skill animation to finish, turn around and go out again.
Squatted directly on the little old man's stall and studied one by one.
But after watching it for a while, I didn't get anything out of it.
What's going on?
Skill fails?
At this time, the little old man asked tentatively, "Mr. Han, is there anything you are satisfied with?" ”
Han Jingyang nodded: "These are all ordinary in the stall. ”
The little old man smiled a little embarrassedly: "On the stall, there are not many good things in the first place, and it is very conscientious to have one-tenth of the genuine products." ”
"Well, that's the truth," Han Jingyang nodded: "Then I'll go to other stalls to take a look, don't look at me and I'm opening a store here, but I haven't visited the big set of Hero Mountain for a long time." ”
"Wait."
"Huh?"
"I still have two good ones at home, I was going to put them out again tomorrow, Mr. Han, if you are interested, go to my house to have a look?"
"Where is your home?"
"Over there in Changqing, Yihe Village, next to the wetland park."
"What a place."
"Indeed, the environment is good, and it has been getting better and better in recent years."
"When are you going to go over and have a look?"
"Now, go now."
"You're not setting up a stall?"
"Hey, hey, you'll only make a few dollars by setting up a stall."
"Okay, add a contact information, by the way, brother's surname?"
"Don't be surnamed Wang, Wang Anzhong."
"Your stall ......"
"It's easy, pack it up right away."
It's fast indeed.
The things on the stall were so ordered, except for the fragile porcelain, there was nothing left, so I carried the four corners and directly picked up a roll, stuffed it into a small cart, and it was over.
And Wang Anzhong still came by car, looking tattered, but the car was quite good, more than 300,000 Subaru SUVs.
Stay Shi Xiaoya to see the store.
Han Jingyang and Liu Jing followed Wang Anzhong straight to Yihe Village.
The scenery along the road is really good, as long as the wetland park next to the Yellow River is not deliberately bad, the scenery will not be too bad.
However, Han Jingyang and Liu Jing are both locals, so they don't feel anything when they look at it.
After entering the village, I feel quite amazing, because the planning of this village is really good, the clean and tidy asphalt road leads directly to the door of the house, every household is a neat two-story small building, there are green trees and flowers along the road, there are special small flower beds and fruit trees at the door, there are persimmons, pomegranate figs and so on, which is completely different from the countryside in people's impression.
At least Han Jingyang and Liu Jing's village is not so neat.
Wang Anzhong's Subaru stopped at the door of a two-story building in the middle of the village, Wang Anzhong got out of the car, pushed open the door, and greeted Han Jingyang and Shi Xiaoya warmly: "The house is a little messy, don't mind Mr. Han." ”
Han Jingyang nodded slightly, and did not correct Wang Anzhong's title.
As a master of metaphysics, it is very important to maintain a persona, and you can't just hand over to others.
Mr. Han is a good name.
Or Mr. Xiao Han.
Entering the door, he looked around and nodded slightly, but did not speak.
Entering the living room, Wang Anzhong greeted him: "Wild goose, make tea." ”
As soon as the words fell, a long-legged girl in her early twenties jumped down from upstairs and saw Han Jingyang and the others, so she stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, looking for a teapot, taking tea leaves, making hot water, and then pouring tea.
Wang Anzhong introduced with a little doting: "My daughter, just such a baby bump, spoiled, not good at learning, I like to dance knives and guns, sent to Liangshan to study for a few years and did not learn a look, do nothing else, just hold the nest at home every day, sad to death." ”