I understand, what he said is a magic weapon.
Many magical artifacts have been dusty for many years and have no owners. They are similar to ordinary old objects, and even worse in quality. The average antique master may not be able to see it.
As soon as I entered Panjiayuan, I released my spiritual consciousness to explore the aura, and looked at the stalls one by one. Not to mention, I really found a few with aura.
It's just that most of them have very weak auras, and they are also old objects from the late Qing Dynasty. The boss even charged a sky-high price. This is treating me as an ignorant fool.
Among them, the one with the strongest aura is a snuff bottle. I picked it up and looked at it carefully. It should be something from the early Qing Dynasty, and it has some value.
"Boss, how do you sell this?" I didn't want to buy it, so I asked casually.
The boss didn't answer at first, but when he looked up, his eyes immediately stuck to my face. Seeing that, he wished he could pull them out and install them on my body.
The corners of my mouth twitched twice, how do you do business, isn't this too blunt
"No, no money," he said.
I wondered: "You're doing business, why don't you give it away for nothing?"
The boss laughed twice, showing his big yellow teeth, and said, "Little girl, I don't ask too much. You can accompany me to dinner with my brother. This snuff bottle is given to you. How about it?"
I almost wanted to throw the snuff bottle in his face, put it down coldly, and say, "Let's go."
The boss chased after a few steps and said: "Hey, don't go away, my snuff bottle was used by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty? Do you know Emperor Qianlong? That is the first emperor of the Qing Dynasty! This snuff bottle is worth at least three Up to 100,000! 300,000 can treat you to a meal? Tell me, how much do you want?"
The vendors around were all looking at us, whispering and pointing. Before I could say anything, Tang Mingli grabbed his hand, and he immediately grinned and shouted, "Let go, let me go! I'm so hurt!"
Tang Mingli gently pushed him to the ground, then picked up the snuff bottle, put it in his palm and squeezed it hard.
The boss jumped up in pain and shouted: "My snuff bottle is worth 300,000 yuan! If you break it, you won't be able to pay for it..."
The word "Qi" got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out again, because after Tang Mingli opened his hand, there was only a puddle of colorful powder left in his palm.
He actually pinched a hard snuff bottle into fine powder! The boss pinched his own bones, if this pinched his bones, wouldn't he be crippled
The boss is also an old fritter, he has a good eye for seeing people, he immediately put on a smiling face, and accompanied Xiaoxin and said: "Sir, be careful, be careful not to cut your hand."
Tang Mingli said coldly, "How much do you think this snuff bottle is worth?"
How could the boss dare to ask for the price, the heartache in the ninja's heart, said: "First, sir, see what you said, my snuff bottle is actually a fake, worthless, you can pinch it as you like."
There was a chill in Tang Mingli's eyes, and he said: "This snuff bottle is from the Qianlong period, and the market price is 13,000. I never like to owe others, so take it."
After finishing speaking, he took out a stack of thick banknotes from his wallet and threw them in front of him. Suddenly, a rain of red banknotes began to rain, which drenched the boss all over.
The boss didn't dare to move, and carefully said, "Thank you sir for your reward."
Tang Mingli pulled me up, turned around and left, there is no need to waste time with this kind of person.
The boss is usually not very popular, and the vendors around him showed gloating looks, and some even gave Tang Mingli a thumbs up.
With a slight smile on the corner of my mouth, I said, "As expected of Mingli, it is so mighty and domineering to teach a blind street vendor a lesson."
Tang Mingli snorted coldly and said, "If he offends me, I won't bother with him, but if he offends you, I can't forgive him."
I silently thought, this is the domineering president mentioned in the novel.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a strong aura, and immediately turned my head to look, and found an old woman sitting in an inconspicuous corner, with a big red cloth spread out in front of her, and sporadic A few more inconspicuous small objects.
That aura emanates from this little object!
I walked over a few steps and found a hairpin on the red cloth. The hairpin was dusty. The gold was not gold, and the silver was not silver. Gilt copper.
The theme of this hairpin is the very common butterfly love flower. It is a long, flat hairpin with two peonies on it, and a butterfly with golden threads on the peony. It is heavy to hold.
If this kind of hairpin falls into the eyes of others, even if it is an old thing, it is worthless. If you buy more, wash it, repair it, and then sell it to a girl who likes classical style, it will cost two or three at most. Thousands.
However, I can clearly feel the aura in it, so rich that I can't wait to get it immediately.
This is a magic weapon! Nine grades!
There was already a huge wave in my heart, but my face was very calm. I picked up another small seal, looked at it carefully, and said, "Old lady, how do you sell this seal?"
The old lady looked up at me and said: "This seal is from the early years of the Republic of China, and it is not carved by anyone. You can take it for 600 yuan."
"Six hundred, it's a bit expensive." I rubbed my chin, asked about a few other things, and finally asked about the hairpin, as if asking casually, without even looking at it.
I can't help it either, if you let the other party know that you are thinking of buying it with all your heart, you will definitely ask for a lot of money.
"This hairpin is not for sale." The old lady said, I was a little surprised: "If it is not for sale, why do you show it?"
The old lady looked at me with her shrewd eyes, and said: "Girl, let's be smart and don't talk dark words. I know you have taken a fancy to this hairpin. This is a ninth-grade magic weapon. If you want to Yes, a top-grade spirit stone, I will sell it to you."
I was embarrassed immediately, it turned out to be a sensible person.
I looked at the old lady carefully, and she didn't look like a stranger no matter what.
I said: "Old lady, you are being unkind. This hairpin is indeed a ninth-grade magic weapon, but it was not worth a top-grade spirit stone in ancient times. What's more, spirit stones are almost extinct now, so they are even more precious."
The old lady hesitated for a moment, and said: "Girl, this hairpin is my family heirloom. If my family didn't need money urgently, I wouldn't sell it. If you want it sincerely, you can't lose a middle-grade spirit stone."
I wanted to bargain with her, but Tang Mingli smiled and said, "I'll give it to you." Then he took out a mid-grade spirit stone from his Qiankun bag.
His universe bag was handed down from the ancestors of the Tang family. It was as big as a house and could hold a lot of things.
When the old lady saw the Lingshi, her eyes lit up, she looked around vigilantly, put away her burden, stood up, and said: "This is not a good place for trading, you come with me."
A medium-grade spirit stone is extremely valuable in this era. If she took the spirit stone in the street, she might be robbed within a few steps, and even her life would be lost.
Tang Mingli put the spirit stone back, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay, old lady, let's lead the way."
The old lady led us through many turns and turns, through alleys one after another, making people dizzy, and finally came to the depths of an alley, there was a mottled black wooden door, she stepped forward and knocked , Said: "Old man, I'm back."
With a creak, the door opened, revealing an old face.
The old man is also an ordinary person, but his eyes are sinister, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Old man, how is our son's illness?" asked the old lady.
The old man said: "Oh, it's not the same."
The old lady said to us: "Our old couple only have such a son. This child was very competitive at first, but he was diagnosed with uremia a year ago and needs dialysis twice a week. The doctor said that his condition is very serious. It's critical, if I don't get treatment, I won't live for a month, otherwise, I wouldn't sell the hairpin that I inherited from my family because of this."
As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes with the sleeve of his clothes.