I'm not the underworld

Chapter 1111 The Old Monster

Lu Feng tugged on Chen Yifan's sleeve, and followed Chen Yifan to the teahouse to sit down in a daze like a countryman entering the city for the first time.

Qi Chang went to report to the boss, but Sun Qin stayed here with the two of them.

This matter doesn't have much to do with Sun Qin, it's just a shallow acquaintance with the boss of Xianghezhai.

This time, he heard that the old guy had bought a batch of good rough stones from Myanmar, so he came here to try his luck. He didn't expect to meet such a strange person as Chen Yifan.

He is very interested in Chen Yifan, or rather, curious!

It's fine to have a black card, there are still some people in Huaguo who have this thing.

But having a black card, being so young, and appearing in this small place, it must be surprising.

"I don't know your son's name yet?" Sun Qin's family owned a teahouse, and he was very good at making tea. His movements were smooth and smooth, which was pleasing to the eye. While passing a cup of tea to Chen Yifan, he glanced at him and asked.

"Chen Yifan!" Chen Yifan glanced at him and replied calmly.

Sun Qin wanted to investigate Chen Yifan's background, but was interrupted by Chen Yifan.

"It's just such a small thing as buying something. He sells it and I buy it. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome!" Chen Yifan took a sip, put down his teacup, and sighed.

Sun Qin smiled and was about to explain, but the boss of Xianghezhai ran so fast that he had already appeared at the door of the teahouse.

"Old Sun! You are here too. There are so many good teas at your place. I haven't gone to drink them yet. You came to my place first to eat and drink." A man with still green hair and a very elegant temperament, wearing a Tang coat The old gentleman came in.

He greeted Sun Qin first. After all, they knew each other, so they could ease the atmosphere.

Chen Yifan followed the sound and looked over, and the old man also looked at him, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This one is the young hero who wants to buy my precious jade, right?"

"What is the name of the hero?"

"...Boy Chen Yifan, the old man shouldn't be so polite, it's awkward!" Chen Yifan waved his hands with three black lines hanging from his head.

He didn't like to talk to these old people, they were always beating around the bush, unlike those rash young people who said one thing and said another.

"Surname Chen?" Mr. Qi muttered softly, tilting his head in thought.

But soon, the expression on his face returned to normal, and he sat down on the sofa opposite Chen Yifan.

"Mr. Chen's vision is very poisonous. My piece of precious jade is not only an ancient jade, but also a masterpiece of a famous master. Not only is it of excellent appearance and carving, it has been passed down for hundreds of years. The jade has been psychic and can bless people!"

Old Master Qi said with a smile, gave Qi Chang a wink, and ordered him to bring the jade.

A piece of warm suet white jade is made into a jade pendant, and a Taoist immortal is carved on it, with an immortal demeanor. The carving is indeed excellent.

Don't look at the words "mutton fat white jade", it has already been said badly by people.

That's when they saw a piece of white jade, they said it was suet white jade, and even some jade sellers used to boast like this.

But there are not many real suet white jades, and they are still precious jades. Even if a big jade seller sees a piece, he will lock it up in a safe and refuse to show it to others easily.

Not to mention, this piece already has a long history and was written by famous ancient masters. It is not only an antique, but also a famous jade, and its value is quite high.

But... Jade is psychic, and can bless people, and the way it blesses people is to absorb the bad luck and bad luck around the owner. Not every piece of psychic jade is good jade.

So, Chen Yifan just took a look, then glanced at Mr. Qi: "This piece of jade does have some history, I don't know what it is?"

There is a kind of jade, which ordinary people hold in their hands, not only cannot be protected, but also suffered from disasters.

It was dug out from the tomb, and there is also a blood jade that has been blown up like a god. If it is not a fake, but a real blood jade, then you have to be careful.

The mutton fat jade in front of him is of course not a blood jade, but if you ask about its origin, it is still correct.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I received this from the son of a down-and-out aristocratic family back then. It was passed down from generation to generation and passed down from ancestors." Old Master Qi saw Chen Yifan's concerns at a glance, and quickly explained.

In fact, Chen Yifan didn't really care too much about it. Even if it was dug out from the tomb, he could do something about it, but it was just a little troublesome.

What's more, it can lower the price.

"Can you make a price?" After a few questions, Chen Yifan said directly to the old man.

"Ah?" Mr. Qi was a little surprised, momentarily in doubt.

This kid buys Baoyu, why is it like buying Chinese cabbage, ask the price, take a look, and then it's settled?

"Make a price!" Chen Yifan picked up this piece of jade, looked at it, and said with a smile.

He doesn't rely on the boss to brag about things, and he doesn't bother to listen to those insincere stories. With his eyes, he can see the essence at a glance, so there is nothing to ask.

"One more thing, don't blame me for not telling you!" Old Master Qi reminded Chen Yifan honestly.

"A few days ago, Gouzi stole this piece of precious jade and showed it off in front of the group of cronies. Now several families are planning to use this piece of jade."

"They are all rogue-like people who do things unscrupulously, making people very annoying."

"Of course, if this jade falls into your hands, Mr. Chen, I'm afraid they can't let them make up their minds, but I'm afraid they won't open their eyes."

Compared with those who hold the symbol of power, Xianghe Zhai is still far behind.

This piece of jade was a trouble to Xianghe Zhai, but to Chen Yifan, it was probably just ordinary.

In order to make friends with this strange man, Mr. Qi is still very sincere on this point.

"How many?"

"Three thousand!"

"it is good!"

With a few words, the business was negotiated.

A piece of suet white jade with a history is indeed not considered a priceless treasure. Although it is the treasure of Xianghe Zhai, if someone buys it, it is still valuable after all!

Of course, it is not 3000 yuan, but 3000 million.

For people in a shop like old man Qixiang Hezhai, there is nothing less than tens of thousands of items on the second floor, and the quotations with tens of thousands of characters are omitted. It seems that it has become a customary rule agreed between buyers and sellers.

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"Why don't you talk?" With Baoyu in his pocket, Chen Yifan and Lu Feng walked on the street. After a long time, Chen Yifan couldn't help asking Lu Feng.

"Who the hell are you? Is it an old monster who came from somewhere and took my brother Fan away?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Lu Feng jumped up and grabbed Chen Yifan's neck and asked.

"Ahem! Let go of me! Why is your mother so rich in imagination? You are the old monster!"

"Liar! You're only 16 years old, where did you get the 3000 million? Besides, if you just buy a gift, it's 3000 million!"

Lu Feng yelled loudly, attracting many people on the street to look over.

Chen Yifan had no choice but to explain to the people around him: "Rehearsing dramas, and performing dramas in class, let's practice!"

It seemed that he also noticed that he was attracting too many eyes, so Lu Feng let go of Chen Yifan, but still stared at him, waiting for his explanation.

"It's a long story, don't worry, I won't hide it from you this time." Chen Yifan explained.

"However... I bought the monitor's gift, but I suddenly remembered that there is a more important person, and I have to prepare a gift for her!"

"Otherwise, she will be angry with me."

"Are you going with me?"

(End of this chapter)