I became a god after resigning

Chapter 70 Cloud Pattern Hairpin

"Yao Yuanzhai."

Song Ci stood in front of the door, looking at the antique plaque on the door.

Just now the owner of the jade shop called him Lao Yao, so the word Yao Yuan is probably the name of the old man.

"Does the customer want to buy something?"

Seeing Song Ci standing at the door looking around, with a thin face, Lao Yao came out of the house wearing a pair of round-frame glasses. Lao Yao had a thin face, gray temples, and was holding an ancient book in his hand. He looked very cultivated look.

He also recognized that Song Ci was the young man who was traveling with Boss Yin of the jade shop just now.

"I'm just looking around, sorry to bother you." Song Ci said politely, and stepped into the store.

"Look at it as you like." Lao Yao said with a smile.

Song Ci looked at the small shop. The small shop itself was not big, and it was cramped with stuff, but it was not surprising, as almost all the shops around were like this.

Although the store is not big, there are quite a lot of things in it, with a wide variety, ranging from large calligraphy and painting tables to small seals and coins.

Song Ci felt that what he wanted should be closer to the innermost position, but he didn't immediately go in that direction, but looked down at some "antiques" displayed on the counter.

Most of them are coins, and then there are various finger rings, jade pendants and trinkets.

"You really have enough things." Song Ci said with a smile.

"That's right, although my shop is not big, its variety is one of the best in Tumiao Street." Lao Yao was very proud when he heard this.

Song Ci smiled, raised his head, and looked at the rows of bookshelves behind the counter. The bookshelves were full of ancient books, because they were shown to others, and all of them had their covers facing outward. There are also some Taoist classics.

"I'll show you what you like." Lao Yao walked back to the counter, looked at Song Ci and said.

Song Ci didn't answer his words, but crossed the counter glass, finally pointed to one of the jade rings and said, "Can you show me this?"

"Looking at your young age, you really have good eyesight. This is a Hetian jade finger wrench from the Qianlong period. You look at the carver. This poem was originally a treasure of a Baylor Lord in the Qing Dynasty. I was willing to take it out and sell it for money, but in the end it was stolen by the servants at home, and it fell into my hands after tossing and turning, but now there are not many people who like this thing. If you really like it, I will reluctantly part with it and sell it to you at a cheaper price. .”

Lao Yao was eloquent, with a philistine look on his face, how could he have the slightest sense of elegance.

Song Ci just smiled and didn't believe a word. It was still in the Qianlong period, and the day before yesterday was about the same. As for Lord Baylor, as long as he sells fingers and snuff bottles, he has to have something to do with these Qing nobles. Not authentic.

"How much is cheap?"

"I received it at [-]. If you sincerely want it, I will transfer it to you at [-]. You can let me earn some money." Lao Yao said sincerely.

He really opened his mouth like a lion, and dared to ask for a price. Is it great to have a facade?If it's for those who set up stalls outside, it will cost three thousand and eight at most.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't speak, Lao Yao said again: "It's expensive? Then tell me the real price."

"38?"

Lao Yao: ...

"Go away, I won't do your business." Lao Yao was full of anger.

Although his offer was outrageous, he did not expect that Song Ci's counter-offer would be even more outrageous than his.

"Don't, you open the door for business, how can you drive the customers out?" Song Ci said with a smile.

"You're not someone who sincerely wants to buy things." Lao Yao said in a serious manner, but he didn't rush Song Ci away.

Song Ci didn't care about his attitude, and continued to bend down, looking at the antiques in the window.

Dao coins in the Warring States period, Kaiyuan Tongbao in the Tang Dynasty, spring coins in the Yuan Dynasty...

There are also many Song Ci that he doesn't know at all, but it really gave him a lot of insight.

In addition, there are seals, belt hooks, hairpins, hairpins, ear pendants and other things, but most of them are silver, copper and jade.

"What is this?" Song Ci pointed to a jade object on the counter.

"This is a cloud-pattern hairpin, but it's not for women, but for men to tie their hair." Lao Yao explained to him.

"Show it to me." Song Ci said.

Hearing this, Lao Yao glanced at him, then reluctantly took the hairpin up from under the counter and placed it on a velvet tray on the counter.

Song Ci didn't pick it up with his hands, but looked down carefully.

The workmanship of hosta is not fine, but it looks a bit rough.

The whole body of the hairpin is like a long sword, the body of the sword is round and smooth, and on the hilt of the sword, there are a few cloud patterns engraved with a few strokes with a carving knife.

But simplicity does not mean ugly, on the contrary, there is a sense of grandeur and grandeur, but the jade quality seems to be not very good, and there are many bright red colors mixed in it.

"How much is this hairpin?"

"Three thousand and eight." Lao Yao said casually without thinking about it.

Song Ci: ...

Lao Yao probably also realized it, and his old face couldn't help but blush, the price for the one just now was [-], and this one was only [-], how could it be such a coincidence.

Song Ci didn't get entangled in this issue, but said: "Sell one hundred and eight?"

"Not for sale, your price..."

Song Ci didn't wait for him to finish, turned around and left.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet, you young man is real." Seeing that Song Ci was about to step out of the store, Lao Yao hurriedly called to stop him.

"You just said whether to sell it or not?" Song Ci turned around and asked.

"Sell, can't I sell it? I'm really afraid of you." Lao Yao showed a look of heartache.

Song Ci turned and walked in, directly took out his mobile phone to pay.

Lao Yao found a small brocade bag and helped Song Ci put it in. Taking this opportunity, he looked it over carefully and made sure he hadn't missed it, so he handed the bag to Song Ci.

Song Ci took it, took out the jade hairpin from the bag, shook it in his hand, and then threw the small brocade belt back to the boss.

Then he hummed a song and walked out the door.

"Palace jade liquid wine, one hundred and eighty cups..."

Looking at the back of Song Ci leaving, Lao Yao felt that he had lost something, but also felt that he had not lost anything.

Song Ci went downstairs, but didn't return to the car immediately, but went around in a circle, really selling everything.

There are even chamber pots for sale.

Of course, not all of them are antiques, there are also some modern things, such as some old photos, old-fashioned cameras, enamel cylinders with a sense of age, pen holders and so on.

While being dazzled by Song Ci, it also brings back some memories of his past, which is really interesting.

But this time Song Ci didn't buy anything. Instead, he held the jade hairpin in his hand, carried it behind his back, and strolled back to the car.

At this moment, his excitement has calmed down a lot.

Spreading out the palm of his hand, he looked carefully at the thing in his hand. Obviously, this was another product born under the wish of the Heaven Swallowing Jar.

Song Ci thought of the willow leaf pupil Tang Die gave him last time, the two items should have been made by one person.

Song Ci suddenly had a feeling that the path he took was to attribute great power to himself.

And this ancestor should have used foreign objects to protect the way.

These two methods have advantages and disadvantages. Song Ci strengthens himself, although he makes himself extremely powerful, but many things must be done by himself, and cannot be left in the hands of others.

But this senior is different, he can give his belongings to others, and let others exercise some magical power, which is more flexible.

I don't know how many such magical props this senior has made, and I don't know what kind of magical ability this cloud pattern hairpin in his hand has.

Thinking of this, Song Ci had a thought and breathed out the Heaven Swallowing Pot.

"Jar..."

(End of this chapter)