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Chapter 40 Harvest

Jiang Chen walked around in front of each stall leisurely. Whenever he saw something strange, he would squat down and ask about it.

But after looking at several stalls, he found that there were still mostly fakes here.

Although he doesn't know how to identify antiques, some things are so fake that they couldn't be more fake.

I dare not say anything else, at least he still knows a lot about copper coins.

There are piles of copper coins scattered on almost every stall here.

Jiang Chen looked over and found that few of the copper coins were old.

Just when Jiang Chen wandered to a stall with the mentality of watching the excitement, he vaguely felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Jiang Chen's heart moved and he squatted down in front of this stall.

What I saw in the stall in front of me was similar to the other stalls: a pile of copper coins, various porcelains, and some statues.

Jiang Chen scanned the stall, but he didn't see which item the spiritual energy just came from.

Faced with the boss's inquiry and enthusiastic explanation, Jiang Chen simply said to take a look.

Seeing Jiang Chen like this, the boss lost interest and just stared at Jiang Chen with the corner of his eyes.

After scanning the items on the stall, Jiang Chen probably had a few suspects in his mind.

A string of rosary beads, a piece of jade, a writing brush, and an incense burner, all of which are small in size.

Jiang Chen first casually picked up the rosary beads, which were slightly heavy in his hands.

Jiang Chen only knew that it should be wood, but he didn't know what kind it was. He could smell a faint aroma.

There are a total of eighteen beads in this rosary, and Jiang Chen knows that they represent the eighteen unique dharma, which are the eighteen unique merits of the Buddha.

This rosary looks very ordinary, unlike other bracelets. It has exquisite beads and exquisite knots.

This rosary is just made of eighteen very ordinary beads. The Buddha head and the pillar are made of the same material. It is very simple to tie a diamond knot with a rope.

Seeing that nothing could be seen, Jiang Chen circulated the spiritual energy in his body slightly, and after a moment, he put down the rosary.

Just now, he had sensed that this rosary had a somewhat different aura, but it was definitely not what he was looking for.

This rosary should be a rosary that has been consecrated by an eminent monk. It is not considered a magical weapon, but the rosary still retains the power of the eminent monk’s thoughts. If worn for a long time, it will also have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding disasters.

Jiang Chen already had three copper coins, so this rosary was of little use to him.

After putting down the rosary, Jiang Chen picked up the piece of jade, but soon he put it down.

There is indeed a trace of spiritual energy in this piece of jade, but it is not the spiritual energy that Jiang Chen sensed before.

And although there is a trace of spiritual energy in this piece of jade, that spiritual energy has been contaminated by the air of death. It is obvious that this piece of jade came from the ground.

It is better to avoid touching these kind of funerary objects as little as possible. The funerary objects were the things that the tomb owner loved during his lifetime. They have already been contaminated with the aura of the tomb owner, and they have been invaded by the aura of death for a long time.

If a living person wears it for a long time, his or her luck will be affected by the death energy in the jade, gradually causing bad luck and misfortune.

Jiang Chen's eyes could only fall on the writing brush and the incense burner.

Jiang Chen picked up the writing brush and the incense burner in turn, and continued to run the spiritual energy detection, but unfortunately, these two things did not respond to the spiritual energy at all.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. Could it be that he made a wrong judgment?

But there were really only a few items in this stall that gave him a special feeling.

Jiang Chen couldn't feel a trace of antiquity in other things.

Or, was the trace of spiritual energy fluctuation he sensed before was his illusion?

Jiang Chen, who did not believe in evil, picked up the brush and incense burner again and started investigating for himself.

For a moment, Jiang Chen felt something strange in his heart.

He used his spiritual energy to probe into these two objects, and after probing, the spiritual energy would return to his body.

However, when he sensed it more carefully just now, he discovered that the aura that penetrated the brush suddenly lost a tiny bit.

Obviously there is something weird about this brush.

Although no spiritual energy was detected from the brush, Jiang Chen was sure that this brush was what he was looking for.

Jiang Chen put down the incense burner and then began to carefully look at the brush in his hand.

I saw that this writing brush was about one foot long, with an edge of one inch. The writing brush was slightly heavy in the hand.

The bamboo pen barrel has some cracks and is severely worn, but the pen tip is well preserved and is dark red and black in color.

Upon closer inspection, Jiang Chen realized that he had seen it wrong.

Jiang Chen took a closer look and discovered that there was white exposed at the base of the pen tip. He looked carefully again and found that the pen tip should have been originally white, but due to being soaked in red paint for a long time, it appeared dark red.

Red paint? Jiang Chen's heart moved.

Thinking of this, coupled with the strange phenomenon that happened when he used spiritual energy to explore just now, Jiang Chen was even more sure that this was what he was looking for.

After confirming it, Jiang Chen looked at the stall owner and asked: "Boss, what is the price of this brush?"

The stall owner had already become a little impatient after seeing Jiang Chen flipping the food for a long time.

But when Jiang Chen asked this question, he immediately felt happy and said with a smile: "Young man, have you taken a fancy to this brush? Let me tell you, this pen is an antique handed down from the Qing Dynasty. You see it is badly worn.

This proves that it must be an ancient relic. You can’t find such a rare thing anywhere else. If you want it, you can take it for five thousand yuan.”

Jiang Chen heard this and said: "It's from the Qing Dynasty? No way? There is only a slight crack in the bamboo pen barrel. I think it is from the past few years, right?"

"Young man, you can't say that. You see, many antiques are well preserved. Well, if you really like it, you can take the four thousand."

Jiang Chen sweated profusely: The pen barrel is so badly worn, how can it be called well-preserved?

However, Jiang Chen did not continue to bargain with him, because he had a vague feeling that this brush was definitely worth the price.

Jiang Chen paid with his mobile phone, and the stall owner put the brush in a beautiful packaging box and handed it to Jiang Chen.

Holding the long packaging box in his hand, Jiang Chen was not in a hurry to leave. It was still early and he planned to have a good stroll.

Jiang Chen took a brief stroll around and found that the items on the stalls were all similar, and there was nothing he particularly liked.

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Chen casually walked into a shop.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the inside of the store seems a bit deserted.

There was only a middle-aged couple looking at something in the store, and a middle-aged man who must be the boss was introducing them to the side.

Seeing Jiang Chen walk into the store, the boss just asked Jiang Chen to see whatever he wanted, then turned around and continued to introduce the middle-aged couple.

Jiang Chen didn't mind and wandered around the store. However, after looking around, there was nothing that interested Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen greeted the boss and walked out. The shop owner just turned around and replied and continued his business.

Jiang Chen couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

Jiang Chen visited several stores in a row and received similar treatment.

That was it, until Jiang Chen came to the door of another shop.
Chapter completed!
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