At this moment, I picked up the heart cone and pressed the disc concave and slowly dragged it to the melon-faced old man.

The ancient traditional font symbolizing the twenty-four hexagrams on the disc pierced the old man's eyes like a needle.

My movements were very slow, and the old man with a melon seed face first made a soft noise, then squinted his eyes, and bent his head to condense his maximum vision to look down, without blinking.

"Hey...... What is this?"

"I'll see."

As the words fell, the old man's hand was already on the edge of the disc.

He is very professional in his handling of things.

Five fingers out together, when the head is grabbed, like eagle claws, stable and accurate!

But at that moment, I changed the cone, picked up the disc, and directly called the old man's talons to fail!

Immediately, the face of the melon seed changed slowly, his head turned sharply, a cold light burst out of his eyes, his eyes did not leave the disc, and the nuclear explosion flashed wildly in the depths of his pupils.

The disc was gathered in my hand.

Deliberately, in front of the old man, I flipped the disc over and faced the bottom to the old man with a melon seed face.

On the bottom of the disc, a line of words is inscribed. Some of the fonts have been rusted and the main body is missing.

I read out that line softly.

"Ten years of Yongle."

"Ordered to be made."

"Inner Officials."

My voice was very soft, but when it came to the old man with a melon seed face, it was racing through the stormy clouds and waves, and the sky was thundering.

Holding the disc in my hand, I tilted my head to the side: "This thing should be a treasure compass made by the internal officials and supervisors when Zhu Di Xuanwei went to the West."

"Uncle, what do you think?"

The melon-faced old man instinctively heyed first, and was about to speak, but his complexion changed in an instant, and he raised his hand and clenched his fist against his mouth.

Then, slowly raise your head and look at me softly.

In the slitted eyes, the nuclear explosion burst into flames!

"In the late drought compass, there is a Yongle official to make a water compass. It's strange."

I said these words lightly, and the water compass was placed in the palm of my hand, and my tone was fluttering.

"In the sixth year of Xuande, Gong Zhen went to the West with Zheng He for the last time. He is the author of "Western Fanguo Zhi". Treasure compass in the inner memory. Chop the wood into a plate, the book is engraved with the words of the dry branch, and the floating needle is in the water, pointing to the boat."

"This should be regarded as the only surviving artifact of Zheng He's voyage to the West."

"No wonder it's so deep."

"Uncle, what do you think?"

When these professional-level terms came out, the melon-faced old man sat on the ground without quality, his legs were wide open and resting on the ground, looking at me blankly, and the whole person seemed to have been pulled out of the three souls and seven spirits, and became a walking corpse.

His face is ever-changing and strange.

"Little girl, my saliva is dry, whether you sell it or not, you can give a letter to the sentence."

"Forget it, I'll make a final offer. Two thousand pieces. That's all you get a month's salary."

"Take it. Two thousand. Here are dozens more for you. I'll give you all my money."

Compared with the loss of the soul of the old man with a melon seed face, the old professor next to him didn't notice it at all, and he was free to carry out the white-hot business of picking up the sky and leaks.

Once this official suitcase is successfully picked up, it will change hands, and it will be a hundred times the profit.

Eat the elixir!

However, Yu Shanjiao was still dazed, looking at the money in the newspaper, she wanted to open her mouth several times, but she swallowed it hard when the words came to her mouth.

The once invincible move failed in several rounds in a row. The old professor couldn't hold his breath and turned his head up.

This is the first time I have met such a difficult seller.

The old professor was also angry, his face was also red, and his confidence was seriously hit, he took a deep breath and forced him to babble a few words, and finally couldn't help but ask the old man with a melon seed face for help.

"Big brother, big brother......

"Big Brother ......"

But what the old professor never expected was that he yelled at his companion several times, and the melon seed face sat on the ground like an evil spirit, ignoring it as if it had not heard it.

At this time, the old professor finally went berserk, holding the official suitcase and pinching the back of the melon seed face, and roared angrily

Phonate.

"Hey. Help me build a stubble. What the hell?"

"I've run out of money!"

pinched the face of the melon seeds several times in a row, and the face of the melon seeds finally turned around slowly.

Facing the anger of his accomplices, the melon-seed-faced old man's eyes were scattered, and Mu Ran said a word.

"Don't mourn."

"Our buddy, we've been pecked in the eye today!"

The old professor blinked, gasped, and his hair stood on end.

The melon seed looked at me slowly, and it took a long time before he smiled bitterly and said, "This master, what are you playing?"

I looked cold and responded indifferently.

"No money. I want to sell official suitcases. I don't want to be picked up. Catch two heads and find a way."

"Don't blame offended."

Suddenly, the head fish melon seed's face turned blue, one hand covered his forehead, and he smiled bitterly.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when she came out of the antique city again, Yu Shanjiao's face was still dazed and confused.

Holding the cheap satchel tightly with both hands, he has the virtue of a nouveau riche who has no silver of 300,000 yuan here.

The sea compass is still in my bag.

In the words of the old man with a fish and melon seed face, he can't hide something of this level.

It's not that the old man can't afford it, it's not that the old man doesn't want to buy it, but it's a private collector who looks at Shenzhou and can afford and hide this sea compass......

There are also a few well-known 100 billion giants in Hong Kong Island and Macao Island.

Even if these bigwigs buy a sea compass, they will donate it at a specific time.

The best place to go for this kind of historically significant and unique thing in the world is a museum.

Moreover, it has to be a museum of the level of the National Museum and the Magic Capital to be worthy of the forced character of this sea compass.

In addition to selling to the rich, there are also other ways to ship.

It's just that the melon seed face said, this road is gone, I'm sorry for Shenzhou, I'm sorry for my ancestors, and I'm sorry for myself.

Anyone with the blood of Shenzhou in his body, as long as he has the slightest conscience, will not leave.

Needless to say, the sea compass smashed into his hands.

It's not just the sea compass that smashes in your hands. There are also golden coffins and cricket jars.

The golden coffin, the head of the fish and the face of the melon seed replied that he couldn't understand it.

If you can't understand and can't read the truth, it means that something is wrong or fake.

But the head fish melon seed face is telling the truth.

Not only have I never seen the cricket golden coffin, but I have never even heard of the melon seed face of the chaotic swallow for a lifetime.

That cricket jar, the face of the melon seeds replied still, I don't understand!

There were too many famous makers in the cricket jar back then, and the money they left behind is now well documented.

This one with Yongfu Quansheng, the melon seed face is really unimpressed.

Sometimes the good things that are leaked from the sky may not be sold.

I thought I could rely on the contents of the compass to slap Ma Zhongchao in the face. I never expected that such a thing would be opened.

There are forty hours left, where can I go to find the money to pay back Ma Zhongchao?

Who should I find to sell this sea compass?

The melon seed face is called Tao Bozhen.

Now the most popular and popular treasure master in China!

Sending Yu Shanjiao back to Panjiayuan, on the way, the little cousin kept holding her satchel tightly, her eyes kept staring at me, full of vigilance.

When I arrived at the north gate of Panjiayuan, I squeaked, and Yu Shanjiao finally couldn't hold back and whispered, "Boss. When are you going to ask for your commission?"

"No commission. 300,000."

Yu Shanjiao immediately jumped out of the car and ran away: "No. I'm going to keep the money to go to college, and I didn't finish college."