The big head scratched the big head, grinned and smirked: "This is my birthday gift from Yizizi, saying that it was specially bought from Rong Bao Zhai."

"Iron?"

Chang Xian smiled: "You got this thing to help him a lot, right?"

"That's right, brother!"

The big head patted his chest: "Who doesn't know that I, Huang San'er, am in the capital compound, and I introduced him to two projects last month alone......"

Before he finished speaking, Chang Xian interrupted him and said, "Stop, you, after returning to the capital, you only need to do one thing."

"Huh?"

"Find someone to open your iron head, let him come from and where he goes, and then mess up those two projects for him."

"Why?"

The big head opened its mouth wide and was very stunned.

"This thing was carved out by a local jade factory, and it can fool the layman."

Chang Xian leaned back with a tactic and leaned his body back against the old tree, "The real Han Dynasty jade is all cut diagonally, so the knife edge is deep on one side and shallow on the other." If you look at the top of this jade, the notches and notches are flat, and the grooves are flat, and at first glance, they are carved out by the machine. “

As soon as the big head heard this, he couldn't sit still, and his jaw couldn't help shaking: "Your statement is too arbitrary, right?" This is bought by Rongbao, and there is an invoice from Rongbao!"

As a century-old brand, Rong Bao Zhai's reputation in the industry has always been strong, saying that they sell fakes? That is absolutely not.

Chang Xian sighed slightly, and pointed to the big clock on the other side of the Haihe River, which was the square of the Jinmen Railway Station: "Let's not talk about the Capital West Railway Station, you go there to find out, do you want the invoice from the United Nations?"

The big head didn't move, and it seemed that he still couldn't believe it.

"Besides, take 10,000 steps back, buddy, I can't do enough, I'm gone, if I really want this thing to be old, by the generation, it will be fresher!"

"What do you say?"

The big head seems to feel that his head is full of antique knowledge, why does it seem that he is a little insufficient?

"It's called a dolphin, a tool for the dead. How can you hang a bright vessel around your neck? Rong Bao Zhai has been in the glaze factory for 200 years, and if there is no such point, the brand has already been burned as a splitting material. “

Chang Xian said leisurely: "Brother, can you find another insider from Pan Jiayuan and ask, what does it mean to plug your eyes?"

"How can I say it, in a word, your iron son is not authentic!"

The act of hanging the Ming instrument around the neck, if it is seen in Panjiayuan, it will definitely be ridiculed for "plugging pi eyes".

"Plugging eyes" is an allusion.

During the Republic of China, Sun Dianying blew up the tomb of Cixi, and a large number of burial goods in it were scattered among the people.

There is a banner man in the former Qing Dynasty in the capital, and he somehow got a piece of jade in the tomb, which is small and cute.

He likes it so much that he has nothing to hold in his mouth every day. Later, someone who understood told him that the jade was called the Nine Tricks, which was used to seal the nine orifices of the corpse, and the one in his mouth was used by Cixi to stuff the anus......

Well, that's embarrassing.

The big head "rubbed" to stand up, "bouncing" to a secluded place, Chang Xian didn't know what he was talking about, only saw him dancing over there playing Wang Baquan, looking a little funny, want to be happy but not happy, just want to squint for a while, but in the afterglow I saw a girl looking at this side with interest, seeing Chang Xian's eyes coming, actually smiled and nodded.

Chang Xian didn't care, his big head came over, his face turned purple, his head was sweating, and he didn't know how hard he struggled with the air: "Thank you, brother." If it weren't for your eyes, I wouldn't have known that I was being played by that dog's monkey, and this thing is not over. “

"I'm in a hurry this time, if it's convenient, you can give me the number, and I'll transfer 100,000 to you now."

"What 100,000, not 100,000, there is no such market!"

Chang Xian took a small plate: "This thing can barely be called a small official kiln, supporting the three-party market, if you really like it, let's make a friend to a three-party, if it's something else, it's not necessary, the green mountains will not change in the future, we will have a long flow of green water, and we will have the opportunity to drink tea together."

The big head looked at it fixedly for a while, and transferred the account to Chang Xian: "Gentlemen, let's exchange a QQ, we will be friends in the future, often contact, I won't stay much today, I must find me Huang San'er in the capital."

The three major philosophical problems have been solved in one, and many things are said to be mysterious, but in fact they are simple.

Like the people who often look at it in the antique shop but never get tired of it, many of them are too conceited to listen to the persuasion of others.

So you have to feed him and make him feel that all the judgments are made by himself, and it will be easy to do.

"On the pole" is not originally a term in the antique shop, but from the overpass black dialect, to lay out this kind of bureau, you have to hook the target with the words first, pretend to be estranged, let the target take the initiative to come up, you have to go on the pole into the set.

Most people think that the more unwilling people are, the less likely they are to be liars, and they will fall for it unconsciously.

"The boss is amazing, this is a good way to get away with it!"

Sure enough, the girl came over, and her tone was a little disapproving.

"But your little knife is not good, it is obviously aimed at an elbow, but when the knife is lowered, it becomes a half-pulled hoof."

Ooh! I don't think it's far away, but when I take a closer look, I'm afraid that he is more than 1.70 meters old in flat sandals, and he is neatly clean, with a snow-white shirt on his jeans, nothing unusual, and his jet-black ponytail is simply tied with a rubber band, hanging down wantonly on the back of his head, and his fair cheeks reveal two faint flushes, looking youthful and delicate.

It's a pair of Danfeng eyes that destroys the overall softness, and the eyes are provoked when mocking, which is quite fierce, like a female version of Guan Gong.

"Reporter Zheng is early!"

often say hello lazily, do business openly and according to the rules, and are not afraid of ghosts, let alone people's reporters.

"I got off the job, I was self-reliant and self-reliant, greedy for the dark, and I earned some money in the wind and rain, and I was sneered at by Kochi like you. Should we be flattered, or should we be honored?"

"Boss, I'm already disturbing your business."

The female guangong bluntly diverted the topic, talking and disturbing in her mouth, but there was no apology on her face, "Let me ask, is this how I appear as a reporter?"

"You have a pen and paper in your hand, write and draw from time to time, and you also carry a SLR on your shoulder, plus your dress, you are directly copied and pasted to the reporter in the TV news, buddy, if you don't have this eyesight, you can eat this bowl of antique rice, God doesn't appreciate it."

"Then how do you know my surname is Zheng? But don't you say it's a finger pinch?"

The female Guan Gong Danfeng rolled her eyes, revealing a little vigilance.

"That's not it, those non-genetic inheritances have nothing to do with buddies......"

"That ......"

She saw Chang Xian Nunu's mouth, followed the line of sight, and found the work card left two steps away, Chang Xian leaned on the tree, just in time to be easy to see.

The little girl didn't twist it, picked up the badge, and generously stretched out her hand and said, "Just kidding, don't be weird boss." Officially get to know Zheng Mang, intern reporter of Xinhua News Agency's Tianjin Branch. “

"It's a bit unfortunate, the name of the contemptible person is a bit against the uncrowned king, a hawker on Shenyang Road, often idle."

Chang Xian took a shallow ride, both of them laughed, one was "busy", the other was "often idle", and the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.