Space Transmigration System

Just by standing at the doorway, he could clearly see the situation inside.

In a room that was around twenty square meters, a sixty year old old old man with a goatee sat in the middle. He was sipping his tea and did not even raise his head, as if he did not care about the arrival of Jiang Xiaobai and the Widow Chen at all.

Behind the old man stood a burly man in a dark suit and sunglasses. At his feet was a black leather suitcase, obviously a lackey.

The young man that welcomed Widow Chen was around 30 years old. She was wearing a flowery shirt with red and green hair and a large golden chain. Her movements were exaggerated and she looked very flippant.

"F * * k off, you're already a manager, how can you still be like this!" He punched the young man in the chest, then turned and walked into the private box. He said to the old man in the middle with a somewhat doting tone: "Master Bu, you are really punctual, it's been more than three years since we last met, right?"

Only then did the old man put down the teacup, glanced at Widow Chen and Jiang Xiaobai, and said indifferently, "It was three years and four months. Sigh, what a pity. I originally wanted you to marry my good-for-nothing grandson, but you came here instead. You said you'd get married without saying anything, and I didn't even give you a dime. "

"Don't even mention you, I didn't even notify any of my friends." Widow Chen sat opposite of Master Bu and poured herself a cup of tea, laughing at herself: "If you suddenly marry into the mountain ravine, even I will lose face, so stop asking everyone to come and embarrass me."

"Just like your father when he was young, full of energy and energy. You can do whatever you want, but you won't listen to anyone's words." Master Bu also sighed, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, and asked: "This is …"

"He's my neighbor Jiang Xiaobai, the owner!" Widow Chen said: "Brother Xiao Bai, this is Master Bu, the other one … Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to say it, he isn't important. "

Jiang Xiaobai immediately took a step forward, and said while nodding: "Good morning, Master Bu!"

On the way here, Widow Chen and Jiang Xiaobai had already discussed and discussed with each other. Jiang Xiaobai didn't know much about antiques, so all negotiations would be based on Widow Chen.

The Widow Chen said: The ancestors of Brother Xiao Bai are rich and powerful, the High Scholar has become a Dao Altar, his family has accumulated a mountain of gold and silver. After liberation, even though he had gone through all sorts of raids, he still stayed behind …

The Master Bu waved his hand and laughed: "I don't care where you got your thing from, I only care about the authenticity of the thing, take it out for testing."

"Brother Xiao Bai, hand it over!" Widow Chen waved her hand.

Jiang Xiaobai immediately walked to the front of the table and placed the bag he was carrying on the table.

"Clang! Huala!" He put down the 30 jin item and even shook the table a few times.

Master Bu stared at this unremarkable bundle in astonishment. After a few seconds of silence, he stretched out his left hand and used a pair of chopsticks to pick at it.

"Crash!" At the same time as the bronze coin rolled out, Master Bu's expression froze.

"This is …" Master Bu immediately stood up and casually picked up a copper coin. After carefully looking at it, he took out a magnifying glass, and observed it from various angles.

The big size man, who Widow Chen thought was nothing important, also quickly walked to the table, picked up a silver hairpin and started to inspect it.

After that, for at least ten minutes, neither of them said a word.

The Master Bu was very concentrated, he only checked the copper and silver ingots.

On the other hand, the young people were a little confused, other than the things checked by the Master Bu, he checked them all.

Slowly, according to the items the two checked, the items in the bag were separated into two piles.

Over a thousand copper coins and four to five silver ingots were on the side of the Master Bu. There were over ten pieces of gold and silver jewelry, and more than ten porcelain bowls and plates were on the side of the young man.

As for the pair of sky blue porcelain bottles, since both of them had checked them once, they were placed between the two of them.

In the end, the Master Bu put down the magnifying glass and asked: "Brick, what do you think?"

"Weird, too weird!" The young man played with a pearl hairpin in his hand and asked: "Master Bu, have you seen any pearls that have been preserved for thousands of years?"

Master Bu shook his head and asked: "So?"

"It's fake!" The pole dropped the pearl hairpin on the table.

"Is this the result of your appraisal?" Widow Chen frowned, but her mouth revealed a disdainful smile.

The authenticity of these things was no longer known to her, for she had chosen them herself from another time and place.

"Xiaozhu, you've fought with your father in this business for a few years, shouldn't you make such a low-level mistake?" The Master Bu laughed and said: "The workmanship of these things are all top quality, they can be made using fake truths. The workman who made them is also an expert amongst experts, and is well versed in the essence of Northern Song Dynasty and other types of tools. However, you're all too impatient! "

Widow Chen laughed: "What do you mean?"

"It's so new that I can't make high imitations until the time of the Republic." Master Bu took out a copper coin and said, "Look at this copper coin. The edges are clear and the words are sharp.

This was true. Among these copper coins, there were definitely many that were newly forged.

"And this." The pole picked up a printing longevity lock, smiled and said: "The top is oily, and also has the smell of sheep. What you want to tell us is that the original owner of this thing died after eating mutton. Or have you touched the lamb with your hand this morning? "

This was also true, bandits snatch things regardless of the season. Maybe the owner of the longevity lock was really eating mutton while being frequented by the bandits of Blizzard Village.

"Is it important?" Widow Chen did not want to argue with them over whether it was true or false. She believed that it was impossible for the two of them to not see the value of these things.

Picking fault was just a matter of bargaining.

"You guys are too impatient." The Master Bu shook his head and said: "If we add one more process, and if you two were to bury these things in the ground for a few years, no matter how good the experts are, they would not be able to appraise it."

"We are in a hurry, so you can do the old procedures." Widow Chen laughed, "Do you want to end this quickly? "If you want it, then give me a price. If not, then I won't look for anyone else."

"This …" Master Bu looked at the pole again.

The pole looked at the items on the table and said, "If you can show me the person who made these items to me, the price can be agreed upon!"

"Stinky brat, don't break the rules!" Widow Chen raised her eyebrows.

"Hehe, that's true!" Yang Zi awkwardly smiled and said, "But you can send a message to him. If he wants to go to the capital to develop, he can come and find me. I'll agree to any condition."

The Widow Chen became impatient and replied, "Enough of your nonsense. What I am asking is how much you are willing to pay for these things."

"One hundred thousand!" Master Bu blurted out.