Hearing Hu Dequan say this, two people came out of the crowd of onlookers, wearing the same black skit, and the words "Duobao Pavilion" were embroidered with red thread on their chests.

Duobao Pavilion in Jiudian is known to everyone, his main business is the business of cultural and antiques, it is said that the guys of Duobao Pavilion are all sharp-eyed, whether things are real or false, they can distinguish eight or nine points at a glance.

The two stepped forward and hugged their fists at Jiang Fuyuan and said, "We are the Zhibei and Sinan of Duobao Pavilion, I heard you say that these are antiques just now, can we take a closer look?" ”

The rule of the antique business is to see the object before the owner agrees to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Jiang Fuyuan nodded indifferently, Hu Dequan's eyes are not good, there are always people with good eyes, her goods are all genuine and bought by ghosts, and she is not afraid of their inspection.

Zhibei and Sinan picked up the picture scroll and the clay pot respectively, there are many kinds of antiques, and everyone is good at different directions, so they naturally choose the one they are best at first.

Sinan Mo rubbed the jar in his hand, and it was not right to say that it was a jar, the overall shape was more like a jar, and the tentacles were oily. This object is divided into two parts, the upper part is a three-storey three-dimensional attic, decorated with vivid figures and birds and beasts, the attic is surrounded by four small pipes, there is a large pipe in the center, the bottom of the big pipe is empty, leading to the circular tank of the lower part.

"What a delicate barn jar!" Sinan couldn't help but be amazed, and then couldn't help but shake his head, "It's a pity that it's too new." This barn jar should be at least a few hundred years old, and it is impossible not to smell earthy at all. ”

Not only does it not smell earthy, but there is also a faint fragrance of soaphorn when you smell it carefully.

Hu Dequan smiled and responded: "Even if I look at it, it is also new." ”

It's an imitation, and it's worth a few bucks.

Jiang Fuyu, who worked hard to wash most of the night: ...... Oh, I knew it wouldn't be so clean.

"Sinan!" Zhibei, who was immersed in the painting, suddenly called out to his companion, "You come to see this." ”

Putting down the barn jar, Sinan leaned over.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the two of them, it was rare to see the guys of Duobao Pavilion so embarrassed, could this really be an antique?

Suddenly, someone looked at Hu Dequan and Su Dabao with a little more schadenfreude in their eyes.

"This can't be Mr. Fumikata's work, right?"

The two began to argue in a whisper.

"What do you think, impossible! I guess it's also someone who imitated it......"

"Imitation? Look at this front, this artistic conception, this can be imitated? ”

"When you touch this paper, it's not Mr. Wen Fang's paper at all! The ink fragrance has not dispersed, how can it be the work of Mr.? ”

People were waiting with bated breath for the conclusion of the two, and after a while, Sinan and Zhibei couldn't convince anyone.

Finally, Zhibei carefully rolled up the scroll and asked Jiang Fuyuan's opinion: "This lady, we can't get home, we really can't determine the authenticity of this painting, if you don't mind, can we take it back to Duobao Pavilion, please palm the shopkeeper." ”

Jiang Fuyuan tilted his head and asked, "If your shopkeeper's palm is real, will you give money?" ”

"Of course, Mr. Wenfang's paintings are worth a lot of money, and if they are true, we are willing to buy them at a high price."

As he spoke, Zhibei took out a bird-shaped wooden plaque from his waist and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan: "This is our token of Duobao Pavilion, and within three days, my Duobao Pavilion will definitely give you an exact reply." ”

"Okay."

After seeing Zhibei and Sinan leave, Jiang Fuyuan turned the head of the gun and pointed at Hu Dequan, who was stunned.

"Lose money." Be concise and purposeful.

Hu Dequan was stunned, and then he came to his senses, with a businessman's smile on his face, and said in a good voice: "Little lady, you also heard what the guys of Duobao Pavilion said, these things are not real antiques. ”

Jiang Fuyuan was expressionless: "They didn't say it was fake." ”

Hu Dequan: ......

Some people in the crowd didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and coaxed: "That's it, Duobaoge didn't say that these are not antiques, just said that they look new." ”

Hu Dequan's face became even more ugly.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Jiang Fuyuan walked to Hu Ji Buzhuang and the two of them, and looked down at the two.

Su Dabao was still in a state of blindness, and he couldn't see Jiang Fuyuan's dangerous eyes, he only felt that the shopkeeper beside him suddenly stiffened, and couldn't help but murmur uneasily: "The shopkeeper's ...... What happened to you? ”

Suddenly, there was a tearing sensation on his forehead, and Su Dabao shrank into a ball of stimulation by the bright light that suddenly pierced his eyes.

Jiang Fuyuan held the blindfold between his fingers, and looked at Hu Dequan in a gloomy tone: "Do you want to repay the debt?" ”

The blindfold charm was drawn and played by her, and this is the only one, so she has to save some use.

Threat, this is a naked threat!

Hood shuddered and instinctively backed away.

He took a step back, and Jiang Fukite took a step forward.

Seeing that terrifying talisman seal in front of him, Hu Dequan felt an unprecedented sense of fear.

At this moment, a majestic scolding came from outside the crowd.

"What for! What are you doing here! Spread out! ”

It is a patrol soldier in the streets of Jiudian.

Seeing the lively crowd disperse in a hurry, Hood, who saw the soldiers, was tantamount to grasping a life-saving straw, he turned his head and shouted for help with a torn voice: "Help, adult!" Someone pretended to be Kun Dao and used talismans to commit murder! ”

Xu Chen led his subordinates to a few people, he looked at Jiang Fukite carefully, she was dressed simply but her appearance was extremely outstanding, she stood in the shadows, her joy and anger were indistinguishable, and she was full of a cold and restrained fairy aura.

Immortal Immortal Gu is not like a mortal, and it is understandable that she has a special fetish, what if this is really a fairy Gu who likes to pretend to be a common person?

Thinking of this, Xu Chen ignored Hu Dequan and bowed to Jiang Fukite.

"I don't know which Immortal Venerable Immortal Gu believes in?"

Each family believes in different beliefs, so they say hello to the sect, and then report to the Taoist Palace. All Taoist priests and Taoist aunts in Jingzhou must be registered in the Taoist Palace.

"Fu Kite Immortal Venerable."

Xu Chen was stunned: "What?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan patiently said again: "Fuyuan Immortal Venerable." ”

Who is this? Xu Chen was sure that he had never heard of the name of this Immortal Venerable.

"You haven't heard of it, have you?" Jiang Fuyuan looked disgusted, as if Xu Chen had not heard of the name of Fuyuan Immortal Venerable, which was a very shameful thing.

Xu Chen: "...... Please give me advice. ”

"Seeing that your attitude is okay, then I'll talk to you about it."

Jiang Fuyuan also told how Fu Kite Immortal Venerable benefited the people with one mother, two saints, three Qing and four royal immortals, and even played on the spot to supplement the details of the story more perfectly.

Hearing the bewildered Xu Chen: ...... He felt like he had heard all these stories, but they seemed to be a little different from what he had heard.

He lowered his eyelids and glanced at the dozen runes in Jiang Fu's hand, and said cautiously: "Immortal Gu, you are not allowed to use magic at will in Jingzhou City, otherwise you will go with me to the registration desk of the Dao Palace first?" ”

Is it a Taoist fairy girl, when the time comes, someone will naturally come to identify her identity, just rush this face, and the Dao Palace will definitely be happy to register her.

"Heh, Xu joins the army with such a big shelf, just grab a little lady and send it to the Dao Palace, what? There is not enough Kun Dao in the Dao Palace? ”

Xu Chen's face darkened instantly, this voice was too familiar to him.

gritted his teeth and twisted his face, and sure enough, it was Zhong Jifeng, whom he hated the most.

Zhong Yongfeng stepped off his horse, with a mocking smile on his handsome face: "Xu Senjun is so loyal, Dao Palace must have blessed Xu Senjun, right?" ”

(End of chapter)