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Chapter 35 The Judge
"Uncle Zhao, where are we going?"

Following behind Zhao Zhengshan, Su Xiaofan originally thought that he would find a restaurant near the antique market to have something to eat, but Zhao Zhengshan stopped a taxi directly.

"If we want to compete, there must be a referee."

Zhao Zhengshan said with a smile: "I'll take you to dinner first, and after dinner, I'll find an expert to see which one of us finds the best items. By the way, don't talk about it while eating, or there will be no surprises."

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter? I spent a total of 1000 yuan, and it was so ritualistic."

Su Xiaofan looked at the elated Zhao Zhengshan with a speechless face, he repaired the Song Dingyao brush washer and the Ming Dynasty brush holder, he seemed not as excited as Zhao Zhengshan.

"We are here for Liulichang." After the taxi stopped, Su Xiaofan saw the sign of Liulichang outside the car window at a glance.

"The government experts are all in the Xingong Museum, and the folk experts are all in Liulichang."

Zhao Zhengshan laughed, and said, "Our Jingxintang in Luochuan has a branch here. I heard that Uncle Jing seems to be in Yanjing these days. Let him be a referee for us."

"Ask Uncle Jing to be the referee? I think it's better to forget it."

Zhao Zhengshan called Jing Shizhen and Uncle Jing, but Su Xiaofan also called Uncle Jing, but he didn't care about his seniority, because he was avoiding Jing Shizhen these few days because of the evil stone incident.

"It's hard to say whether we can meet each other. Let's go, let's eat first."

Zhao Zhengshan brought Su Xiaofan to a small restaurant. It was not a big restaurant, and there was no signboard, but the business inside was good, and the small space was basically full of people.

"Boss, here are two stir-fried livers, another fried belly, one bowl of marinated stew, and by the way, four more for roasting..."

Zhao Zhengshan seemed to come here often, after waiting for a while and found an empty table to sit down with Su Xiaofan, he didn't even need to look at the menu, he just reported the names of a few dishes.

The food was served very quickly, and after asking Su Xiaofan not to drink, the two immediately started eating.

Su Xiaofan didn't eat in the morning, so he was already hungry at the moment, he ate four of them when the bag was set on fire, Zhao Zhengshan asked for another six when he saw this, he ate two by himself, and Su Xiaofan killed the remaining four.

Su Xiaofan ate a bit hard this time, sitting there feeling like he could hardly get up, he patted his stomach and said, "Uncle Zhao, this is your life."

From Su Xiaofan's point of view, Zhao Zhengshan is very different from the rich man he imagined. He is humble and does not live a luxurious life. If he didn't know that he is Zhao Hengjian's son, Su Xiaofan would definitely think that he is an ordinary doctor.

"It's better to be young. When I was young, I could eat as much as you in one meal!"

Zhao Zhengshan looked at Su Xiaofan enviously, "Now I can't eat anymore, and I usually have to control my diet at night. Seeing you makes me feel old."

"Come on, Uncle Zhao, let's go, let's go to the Jingxin Hall."

Su Xiaofan stood up and scrambled to scan the QR code to pay the bill, he also figured it out, sooner or later he would meet Jing Shizhen, and he couldn't get away even with a knife.

Different from Luochuan's front door, which smells like wine and is not afraid of deep alleys, Jingxin Hall's front door in Liulichang is very grand, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the outside of the door, which is antique.

After entering, the sandalwood fragrance is even more pleasant, and the young and beautiful female shop assistant came to greet you. The area of ​​​​[-] to [-] square meters on the first floor is full of antique shelves and various antiques.

There are also some antiques that are placed in glass covers. In a word, when you enter Liulichang, it is like entering a museum. The places that catch the eye are full of antique flavors, showing a profound historical and cultural heritage.

"Is Uncle Jing there?" Zhao Zhengshan said as soon as he entered the door: "Uncle Jing is not here, you can find the shopkeeper Liu to help hold the eye."

The people who greeted the guests in front of the door heard that they were regular customers, so they quickly let them into the inner hall. Unlike the antique decoration outside, the inner hall has a few luxurious sofas, which is a bit modern.

"Uncle Jing still knows how to do business."

Su Xiaofan looked around, admiring in his heart, he knew that although those wooden tables and chairs looked stylish, they were far less comfortable to sit on than the sofa, the softness of the sofa can also make people more relaxed mentally.

"Okay, Su Xiaofan, I called you for a few days, but you didn't answer, did you?"

Su Xiaofan had just sat down, and before he had time to take a sip of tea, he heard Jing Shizhen's angry voice.

"Where can it be, Uncle Jing, I was in arrears on my mobile phone a few days ago. I didn't know it until now. Didn't I just charge it yesterday?"

Su Xiaofan, who was still sitting on his buttocks, stood up abruptly, and stood there obediently, respecting Uncle Jing very much.

Among other things, Uncle Jing sold Zhao Hengjian's 60 unearned wind chime to him, which was a great favor to Su Xiaofan.

"Zhengshan, how did you two get together? Sit down, sit down and talk."

Jing Shizhen greeted Zhao Zhengshan, then cast her eyes on Su Xiaofan, and said angrily, "You brat threw away millions of dollars just like that. Are you so timid? What are you afraid of if you leave it for a day?"

"Uncle Jing, it's mainly because Brother Gang keeps asking me to throw it away, so I don't think it's very auspicious to take it home."

Su Xiaofan felt that Zheng Dagang's waist was relatively thick, so he still had to blame him, and his own small arms and legs couldn't stand Uncle Jing's scolding.

"Confused, both of you are confused!"

Jing Shizhen sighed, and said, "If you're not sure about something, just ask someone to look at it. If you think you're smart, you'll lose a few million. You know you're at a disadvantage, don't you?"

"Understood, Uncle Jing, next time there is something I'm not sure about, I'll definitely call you." Su Xiaofan accepted the criticism honestly.

"Uncle Jing, what happened to Xiao Su? What did you throw away?"

Zhao Zhengshan was a little curious at the side, he knew that Su Xiaoxiao had to apply for tuition fee reduction when he went to university, Su Xiaofan's family background didn't seem to be very good, it's unlikely that he would throw away millions of things, right?
"This kid, you threw a Yin stone, Zhengshan, do you know Yinshi?" Jing Shizhen glanced at Zhao Zhengshan, but did not hide it.

"Yin stone? I've seen one, but isn't that thing kind of evil?" Zhao Zhengshan was taken aback when he heard this.

"Have you seen it?" Jing Shizhen turned her head away, "Where did you see it? Who owns the Yin Stone?"

"I saw it more than ten years ago. It was hosted by King Kong Temple. Now I really don't know who owns it..." Zhao Zhengshan explained.

That was what happened to Zhao Zhengshan when he was a doctor in the emergency room. One night, 120 pulled a monk who had a sudden illness. He couldn't be rescued at that time, and the monk passed away the next day.

When Zhao Zhengshan was packing up the leftovers for the monk, Zhao Zhengshan didn't know what the dark stone was at the time, but he just held it in his hand and felt a bit evil from the bottom of his heart.

Later, when the disciple of the great monk came to the hospital, Zhao Zhengshan knew that the person who passed away was the abbot of the King Kong Temple. Out of curiosity, when returning the monk's belongings, he asked what the stone was.

The disciples of the Great Monk told Zhao Zhengshan that it was a yin stone, formed by the gathering of yin qi, and it was necessary to use Buddhism to dissolve the yin and evil energy in it. Ordinary people should not touch it, otherwise it would lead to a serious illness or even death.

"The disciple you mentioned should be Master Huizheng, and he is also an old friend."

Jing Shizhen nodded when he heard the words, knowing the origin of the Yin stone that Zhao Zhengshan saw, he didn't ask any further.

"You two, what were you doing here today?" Jing Shizhen looked at Su Xiaofan and the two of them.

"Uncle respect..."

"Uncle Jing, Uncle Zhao and I..."

Su Xiaofan and Zhao Zhengshan opened their mouths at the same time and closed their mouths at the same time, they both called Uncle Jing, but Su Xiaofan also called Zhao Zhengshan Uncle Zhao, it was really awkward.

"Everything is different, what is there to be entangled with?" Jing Shizhen pointed to Zhao Zhengshan and said, "Zhengshan, tell me, why are you here at the Jingxin Hall?"

"Uncle Jing, it's like this." Zhao Zhengshan said with a smile, "I went to the Antique Street with Xiaosu in the morning, and everyone found something. I want to come over and ask you to give me a hand..."

"You play collection, which is different from others."

Jing Shizhen obviously knew Zhao Zhengshan very well, and said, "I'll give you ten eye palms, can you buy the right things twice? I told you that if you want to buy antiques, come to me, but you just don't come. You seem cheap."

"Uncle Jing, I like the thrill after picking up leaks from Taobao. I don't feel that way when I buy from you."

Zhao Zhengshan shook his head with a smile. He introduced Jing Shizhen to his father after he met him back then. Later, Zhao Hengjian and Jing Shizhen got very close. Apart from asking him to appraise antiques, Zhao Zhengshan rarely went to the gate of Jingxin Hall.

"Okay, show me something."

Jing Shizhen stretched out her hand to Zhao Zhengshan, and said, "Old rules, I won't charge you if the thing is real. If it's fake, you go to the cabinet and pay the appraisal fee yourself."

"Uncle Zhao, how much is the appraisal fee?"

Su Xiaofan asked in a low voice. He didn't understand Jing Shizhen's rules. It stands to reason that after the authenticity of something, the person who comes to the appraisal will pay the money willingly. If you buy a fake and then pay the appraisal fee, it's not on the wound of a person. Make another cut.

"If it is identified as a fake, it will be [-] at a time."

Zhao Zhengshan didn't care much about the fee, he handed the bag containing the objects to Uncle Jing, and said with a smile: "Uncle Jing is helping me improve my memory, it's called remembering the pain after being beaten."

"I didn't see you remember the pain."

Uncle Jing took the bag from Zhao Zhengshan, didn't open it in a hurry, but put on a pair of gloves, and then took out the contents of the bag.

"A root carving of a character?"

Looking at the thing in her hand, Jing Shizhen didn't rush to make a judgment, but took a magnifying glass, and examined it bit by bit on the dark red root carving about 27-[-] cm high.

This is a root carving in the shape of Bodhidharma. I saw Nadharma with one hand on his chest, his eyes slightly closed, his forehead raised high, big earrings hanging on his ears, and the most distinctive steel wire-like The curly sideburns circled the face, and the roots were visible, which looked very realistic.

"Zhengshan, tell me your judgment."

After watching it for three to five minutes, Jing Shizhen put down the magnifying glass in his hand, and put the Nadama root sculpture back on the table.

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