An Ning in Antique Street squatted behind a stone lion, moving his legs and feet with little movement.

"Why don't you open it yet? Don't you believe me?"

An Ning murmured, and his mental power reached out, causing some disturbance.

If it doesn't work, she won't care.

Just when An Ning was about to withdraw her mental power and leave, the shopkeeper behind the counter slammed the rag in his hand on the counter, and walked towards the wood carving with great momentum.

An Ning's legs and feet that had just stood up quietly squatted down again.

It’s done.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper suddenly hit it with a hammer, and the belly of Maitreya Buddha was exposed.

The hammer held by the shopkeeper stopped in mid-air, and a black object the size of a fingernail was exposed.

There really is something!

He was frightened and confused.

The movements of his men also slowed down, no longer as crazy and impulsive as before.

The boss took a deep breath, took out a knife, and scraped the wood bit by bit.

Before all the scraping was done, the old man's hand holding the knife felt a cold air, crawling up the back of his hand along his fingertips and reaching his arm.

The shopkeeper stopped his hand, held it steady for a while, put on a pair of gloves, and continued.

The old man became more and more frightened as he worked with iron tools, sharpened iron tools.

When they were all opened, they found a knife with a rusty blade but an extremely bright blade. The old man took out the palm-sized knife and placed it on a piece of black cloth.

murder weapon.

Not a murder weapon, but a murder weapon.

Although the old man had little knowledge of metaphysics about such an item, the coldness in the blade could not be faked.

The shopkeeper is Lenovo, and it seems that his business has been decreasing since the Maitreya Buddha came into the store.

Suddenly, a line connected in the old man's mind.

The shopkeeper, who finally came to his senses, suddenly rushed out, stood at the door of the shop, and saluted in an unknown direction.

Thanks.

The peace at this time has left.

She walked quickly and chose a jewelry store and went in.

After entering, An Ning went straight to the topic, opened his school bag, and took out a bunch of his gems.

Before the shopkeeper and waiters on the opposite side could react, their eyes were already filled with colorful gems and jewelry of various colors.

"Let's take a look, is there anything you like?"

As soon as An Ning opened his mouth, the identity of the buyer and seller changed instantly. The shopkeeper felt like he was the customer.

He looked around and felt relieved, it was still his own shop.

"This girl, do you want to sell it?"

"Yes, if there's anything you don't like, tell me, I have some more."

An Ning opened the zipper of her schoolbag, and with a zipper, a jewel in the schoolbag was revealed, which felt like buying Chinese cabbage at a roadside stall.

The shopkeeper didn't know what to do. When he saw so many gems, he said, "Girl, we don't accept fakes."

"It just so happens that I don't sell fakes either. You'll know just by looking at them."

The shopkeeper was made to doubt himself by An Ning's calm and composed look. Could it be that he had really seen the wrong person?

The shopkeeper was cautious. He picked up a gem and briefly evaluated it.

Seeing this, he felt it was even more difficult.

Because he thinks it's true.

But the generosity of this backpack doesn’t feel real.

After all, besides the royal family, how else could anyone come up with so many things?

Or is there something fake in this?

The shopkeeper never concealed his suspicion. An Ning smiled and said nothing, waiting for his inspection with a calm demeanor.

The shopkeeper put down the one in his hand, picked up a different color gem again, and checked it again.

It still seems real.

The third one, really.

The fourth one, really.

The fifth one, really.

When the shopkeeper got the sixth one, he put it down without even looking at it and said, "Girl, are you sure this one is real?"

An Ning looked at the stone in the shopkeeper's hand, nodded and said, "It's true. Don't look at the ugly color, but it has a special function."

"Function?"

The shopkeeper learned for the first time that the word function can be used to describe a gemstone.

An Ning took the gray stone from the shopkeeper's hand. She looked around, pointed at a piece of cloth and said, "Can I use that?"

With a look from the shopkeeper, the boy ran over and handed it to An Ning.

An Ning thanked her cordially and put the gray stone into the bag.

"This thing only looks good when viewed by Krishna."

"Please."

An Ning moved the bag he was holding in the direction of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took it over cooperatively and opened a small hole so that only one eye could see.

At this glance, the shopkeeper couldn't take his eyes away.

There is even one, even if it is fake, he wants it.

The gray stone in the bag emits a little light of its own.

It's like a black stone painted with shining stars, and these stars are all twinkling.

The shopkeeper put down the bag and took out the gray stone.

"I wonder what this thing is called?"

"My hometown is called Star Stone,"

There was a trace of nostalgia in An Ning's eyes.

“Live up to the name.”

The shopkeeper did not hesitate to praise him, put down the star stone, and checked the other stones. The ones on the table seemed to be genuine.

"This girl, I don't have the ability. I need to wait for our master to come before I can be sure. Please forgive me."

After An Ning heard this, he looked at his watch and asked, "How long will it take?"

"About half an hour."

"Then do you want to buy it?"

"Really, I will buy it of course."

The shopkeeper's words sounded to An Ning like he wanted to buy it.

She stretched out her left hand, and with a clattering sound, the gems on the counter were swept into her schoolbag like a pile of stones.

This operation made the old man's heart skip a beat.

"Don't scratch it."

"It's okay, they are all stones, very strong."

An Ning hugged her schoolbag, pointed to a chair and said, "I'll sit here and wait for a while."

"Okay, I'll prepare tea for the girl right now."

The shopkeeper urged the waiter to go out and the master to tell him that there was a rice sale.

The guy was very obedient and ran away.

The shopkeeper made tea himself and sat on the chair next to An Ning to chat.

However, he knew the rules and did not inquire about the origin of these things.

An Ning was also a little curious about the buying and selling of antiques, and asked some basic questions to find a good direction for selling things in the future.

The shopkeeper was pretty nice and answered An Ning's questions one by one.

An Ning suddenly realized: "It turns out that jade is also very valuable, as well as agate and jade."

"It's like this. Nature is very magical. As long as there are such beautiful or strange things, there will always be people who appreciate and play with them since ancient times."

"Those who can afford to play with it are not ordinary people."

An Ning nodded in agreement and drank some tea.

What I was thinking is that next time I don’t need to buy these paving stones, but look for some white jade or other colors for flooring. Maybe the market will be better.

The two chatted harmoniously, and within half an hour, an old man arrived in a hurry, followed by the previous clerk, followed by a middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!