The tranquility of the antique street, squatting behind a stone lion, moving his legs and feet with little movement.

"Why don't you open it yet? Don't believe me? ”

An Ning muttered, and his spiritual power reached out, interfering for a moment.

If it doesn't work, she doesn't care.

Just when An Ning was about to withdraw his mental power and withdraw, the shopkeeper behind the counter, the rag in his hand smashed on the counter, and the whole person moved towards the wood carving with great momentum.

An Ning's legs and feet, which had just stood up, quietly squatted down again.

It's done.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper was vigorous, holding a hammer, and with a bang, Maitreya Buddha's belly was exposed.

The hammer held by the shopkeeper stalled in mid-air, and a black object the size of a fingernail was exposed.

There really is something!

He was frightened and confused.

The movements of his subordinates also slowed down, and they no longer had the madness and impulsiveness they had just now.

The boss took a deep breath, took out a knife, and scraped the wood little by little.

Before it was all scraped, the old man's hand holding the knife felt a cold air, and crawled down his fingertips to the back of his hand and to his arm.

The shopkeeper withdrew his hand, and after holding it steady for a while, he put on a pair of gloves and continued.

The more the old man got it, the more frightened he became, iron, iron-cutter.

When all of them were opened, a knife was rusty, but the blade was unusually bright, and the palm-sized knife was taken out by the old man and placed on a black cloth.

Lethal weapon.

It is not a murder weapon, but a murder weapon.

Such an item, although the old man knows little about metaphysics, but the coldness in the blade cannot be faked.

The shopkeeper in the association, seemingly his own business, after this Maitreya Buddha entered the store, is decreasing day by day.

Suddenly, a line crossed the old man's mind.

The shopkeeper, who finally came to his senses, suddenly rushed out, stood at the door of the store, and bowed in an unknown direction.

Thank you.

At this time, the tranquility has already left.

She walked quickly and chose a jewelry store to enter.

After entering, An Ning went straight to the point, opened his school bag, and took out a bunch of his own gems.

The shopkeeper and the guy on the opposite side didn't react, and when they didn't react, their eyes were already full of colorful gems and jewelry.

"Look, is there anything you like?"

As soon as An Ning opened his mouth, the identity of the buyer and seller changed instantly, and the shopkeeper had the feeling that he was a guest.

He looked around and felt a lot more at ease, it was still his own shop.

"This girl, you want to sell?"

"Yes, if you don't like it, tell me, I still have it."

An Ning opened the zipper of the schoolbag, and with a sigh, the gems of a schoolbag were revealed, and there was a feeling of buying Chinese cabbage at a roadside stall.

The shopkeeper didn't get his hands on it, and when he saw so many gems, he said, "Girl, we don't accept fakes." ”

"That's right, I don't sell fakes either, just look at it."

The shopkeeper was calm and calm, and he was a little suspicious of himself, could it really be that he was looking at the wrong person?

The shopkeeper was cautious, picked up a gem and briefly assessed it.

This look, he felt that it was even more difficult.

Because he thinks it's true.

But the generosity of this backpack doesn't feel real.

After all, apart from the royal family, can anyone else come up with so many things?

Or is there a fake in this?

The shopkeeper's suspicion was never hidden, and An Ning smiled and didn't speak, waiting for him to check with a calm expression.

The shopkeeper put down the one in his hand, picked up a gemstone of a different color again, and checked it again.

It still seems to be true.

The third, really.

The fourth, really.

The fifth, really.

When the shopkeeper got the sixth one, he put it down without looking at it and said, "Girl, are you sure this one is real?" ”

An Ning looked at the stone in the shopkeeper's hand, nodded and said, "It's true, don't look at the color is not good-looking, but it has a special function." ”

"Function?"

The shopkeeper knew for the first time that the word function could be used to describe a gemstone.

An Ning took the gray stone in the shopkeeper's hand, she looked around, pointed to a piece of cloth and said, "Can you use that for me?" ”

With a look from the shopkeeper, the young man ran over and handed it over to An Ning.

An Ning thanked him cordially and put the gray stone into the cloth bag.

"This thing only looks good when you look at it in the dark."

"Please."

An Ning sent the mouth of the cloth bag he was holding to the direction of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took it and opened a small hole, which only one eye could see.

At this glance, the shopkeeper's eyes couldn't be taken off.

There is even one, even if it is fake, he wants it.

The gray stone in the sack emits a little light of its own.

Like a black stone, painted with shining stars, and these stars are all twinkling.

The shopkeeper put down the sack, and the gray stone was taken out.

"I don't know what the name of this thing is?"

"My hometown, call it the Star Stone,"

There was a hint of nostalgia in An Ning's eyes.

"True to its name."

The shopkeeper praised it, put down the star stone, and checked the other stones, and the ones on the table seemed to be genuine.

"This girl, I am not capable, I need to wait for our master to come, so I can be sure, please understand."

An Ning listened, looked at his watch and asked, "How long will it take?" ”

"About half an hour."

"Do you want to buy it?"

"Really, naturally I will buy it."

The shopkeeper's words, in An Ning's sound, are to be bought.

Her left hand stretched out, and with a clattering sound, the gems on the counter, like a pile of stones, were swept into her bag.

With this operation, the old man's heart jumped with it.

"Don't scratch it."

"It's okay, it's all stone, it's very strong."

An Ning hugged her schoolbag, pointed to a chair and said, "I'll sit here and wait for a while." ”

"Okay, I'll prepare tea for the girl."

The shopkeeper urged the guy to go out, urged the master, and there was a rice sale.

The guy was very obedient and ran away.

The shopkeeper personally made tea and sat on a chair next to An Ning chatting.

But he knew the proportions and didn't inquire about the origin of these things.

An Ning was also a little curious about the buying and selling of antiques, and asked some basic questions to find a good direction for selling things for herself in the future.

The shopkeeper is not bad, and the questions about An Ning are answered one by one.

An Ning suddenly realized: "It turns out that jade is also very valuable, and there is that agate, jade." ”

"That's right, nature is amazing, as long as it's so beautiful, or something strange, since ancient times, there have always been people who appreciate it."

"It's not ordinary people who can play with it."

An Ning nodded approvingly and drank some tea.

What I thought to me was that next time I don't need to buy these paving stones, I can find some white jade or other colors for paving the floor, maybe the market will be better.

The two talked harmoniously, and in less than half an hour, an old man followed the previous man, followed by a middle-aged man, and arrived in a hurry.

(End of chapter)