"Haha, I just like to give you horses to eat. Eat quickly!" The old man twirled his gray beard with a proud look on his face. After twenty games of experiments, he has figured out a way to break the chess game, which is to give him a horse first.

The other party eats it.

"Hey, Lao Wang, you gave me a horse to eat, how can you leave? I'll forget about this game, old acquaintance, I'll treat you as if you're not playing." Wang Mazi's eyes rolled around, and his fat face smiled even brighter.

"I will accept my death and give you a horse to eat today. It's your turn to go, go quickly!" the old man urged.

"Ouch, no, the steamed buns I ate in the morning may not be fresh, and my stomach suddenly hurts... Lao Wang, please wait for me for a while, I will go to the toilet and come back." Wang Mazi screamed, holding his stomach with his hands.

"I have a stomachache, and I also need convenience. Let's go together." The old man's eyes flashed, obviously seeing through Wang Mazi's trick.

"Oh, forget it then. I'll finish this game with you first..." Wang Mazi sat back helplessly, picked up the cannon and hit the chessboard hard. The chessboard jolted and was about to overturn, but was pressed down again by the old man's palm.

Return to the chair.

The old man made one more move, and the chess game was settled, and Wang Mazi's defeat was determined.

He was so anxious that he stopped looking at the chessboard and looked around. Suddenly he saw Liang Yong standing in the shade of a tree and smiling evilly at him. He immediately felt like he was seeing a friend he hadn't seen for hundreds of years. His plump body jumped up instantly.

He got up and rushed towards Liang Yong, still shouting: "Xiao Liangzi, I finally found you. When will the broken air conditioner you mortgaged with me be redeemed? In a few days, it will be a dead thing."

"Haha, Wang Mazi, I have something to do with you." Liang Yong said with a smile, thinking that he was lucky today. He found him as soon as he came to the Financial Street. Under normal circumstances, Wang Mazi is difficult to find. If you see him staying on the street

If there is a conspicuous place next to it, then he must be cheating. It seems that his business is good today and he caught a big fish early in the morning.

"You have something to do with me, okay! Let's talk and take a walk..." Wang Mazi was very excited when he heard this, and took Liang Yong to the bank across the road.

The reason why he chose to do business in Financial Street was because there were many large and small banks, hotels, and shopping malls. The rest areas inside were spacious, air-conditioned in summer and heated in winter. Bringing customers inside to discuss business was better than setting up street stalls exposed to the sun and rain.

A hundred times better. The bank will not charge him the venue fee.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and wave to the old man and said with a smile: "See you later, Old Wang!"

"Haha, let's talk about business, my old man will also listen." The old man replied in his ear, which scared Wang Mazi. When he saw that the old man was still holding the chessboard, his face turned green.

It seemed like I couldn't run away today, and all my efforts all morning were in vain.

"I have an antique here, please help me check its condition." Liang Yong said after entering the bank's rest area and sitting on the comfortable mahogany sofa, and took out the sandalwood box from his pocket.

Lao Wu leaned the battery car against the glass window at the entrance of the bank and pushed the door in. There were not many customers in the bank at this time. The security guard at the door frowned when he saw them and shook his head with a look of helplessness. It was obvious that they had met each other for a long time.

I know that it is quite difficult to drive these scoundrels away. So usually they just turn a blind eye and go by carelessly, not bothering to pay attention to them.

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the sandalwood box.

"What is it? The box is pretty good-looking." At this time, Wang Mazi picked up the box without a beam on the shelf, holding it in his arms as if an old god was there.

"It's not a good thing, what did I show you?" Liang Yong glared at him. After knowing each other for many years, he naturally knew what Wang Mazi was planning.

"Well...even though we are brothers, brother and I depend on this for a living after all. The better the goods, the higher the appraisal fee will be..." Wang Mazi showed his signature fake smile again.

"Tell me! How much will you charge?" Liang Yong was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

"If you let me sell it as an agent, I will receive a commission of 10% of the total price," Wang Mazi said.

"Okay, deal. Come and take a look!" Liang Yong agreed readily.

Although Wang Mazi is a deceitful person, he is a wizard in appraising cultural relics. He rarely makes a fool of himself, and he also has a principle of appraising cultural relics and acting as a cultural relic agent, but he never resells cultural relics himself. He has always only done so.

He collects a certain commission from both buyers and sellers. Otherwise, he would have made a fortune with his knowledge of cultural relics, so he would not be wandering the streets, doing business in a leather bag company. The pawn shop of Dawang is actually the leather bag he is carrying plus a

When you sign up for a business card, if you actually receive the collateral, you still have to deposit it in someone else's waste recycling warehouse.

Wang Mazi's eyes fell on the sandalwood box, and he immediately appeared calm and capable, with eager eyes in his eyes. He was no less powerful than the old experts in treasure appraisal programs on TV. This look made people believe him.

He carefully moved the sandalwood box in front of him. He first looked at the box up and down, showing a satisfied look. Then he held the box with one hand and slowly opened the lid with the other hand and looked inside.

Just taking a look at it, his face showed a look of disappointment, and he opened the lid completely. Without taking out the peach blossom fan, he stretched out his fingers and touched it twice. Then he leaned back on the sofa, his face

His trademark fake smile returned to his face.

"Xiao Liangzi, where did you get this?" Wang Mazi asked.

"Don't worry about where you got it from, just tell me how much it's worth!" Liang Yong knew something was wrong just by looking at his expression, so he didn't even bother to argue with him.

"Well, let's put it this way! The box is very good, and the materials and workmanship are good in some years... But the fan inside... Haha, we are brothers, and I will make a contribution to you today. You see, I have a date here

, take one step first... take one step first..." Wang Mazi hummed without saying anything. He glanced at the old man beside him, stood up and wanted to run away, not even bothering to ask for the chessboard.

"Wait a minute, that fan has an ivory handle, a silk fan surface, and the edges are made of gold wire. How can it be worthless? Take a closer look?" Liang grabbed him and said eagerly.

I had a dream of getting rich all night long, and it would be a tragedy if it shattered like this.

"Alas! Brother Xiaoliang, it's just a slap in the face. When anyone has a clue about buying antiques, just think of spending money to buy a lesson. Why do you need me to explain it so thoroughly?" Wang Mazi said helplessly. There was no hope of making money. He was eager.

I want to get away, otherwise I will suffer a big loss when the old man wakes up and asks him for his gambling money.
Chapter completed!