Black wood?

Well, from the surface alone, this "Lu Wang Qin" full of dust is indeed a piece of black wood, and it even looks a bit like a fire stick with a strange shape.

But it’s also a blessing for the thick dust on it that is difficult to wipe off. Otherwise, the text engraved on it will be revealed, even if it is not an antique pedestrian, it may be able to realize that the guqin is a good thing.

"Boss, I just said that whether some things are scrap or not depends on whom it is in the hands of. In my opinion, this black wood is indeed a treasure."

Chen Jing smiled and asked casually: "Boss, how did you collect this thing?"

The boss replied: "Isn't the old alley next to it demolished? Several demolition workers brought it to sell it, mixed in a lot of scrap copper and iron, which is heavy. I didn't find it, otherwise this thing would definitely not be collected."

As the city is constantly developing and changing with each passing day, many residential buildings in the old city are being demolished. Chen Jing, the nearby old alley, knew that no one had lived in it since the demolition was planned a few years ago.

Now that the demolition is done, a group of demolition generations will be created in an instant.

At the same time, Chen Jing also found a big leak.

"Haha, then boss, aren't you secretly losing?" Chen Jing couldn't help but say something funny when he heard that the 'Lu Wang Qin' was actually used to weigh the weight.

"That's right, I was going to burn this black wood."

Chen Jing said: "Don't burn it, sell it to me, boss, you can offer a price."

"No, what are you going to buy this thing? Young man." The boss asked with a little confusion.

"I think the wood is of good quality. I want to buy it and make some small items. I guess I can make some money by reselling it."

The boss didn't think much when he heard this, but just asked with a smile: "How much can you earn?"

Chen Jing chuckled and glanced at him: "It's worth hundreds or thousands."

"Wow, so much." The boss was a little surprised and said, "Then I'll sell it to you for 500 yuan, you still have something to make."

Good guy, this boss is such a kind person.

Chen Jing was amused, pretended to be hesitant, and replied: "Five hundred is a bit expensive, but I can still make a lot of money, so just five hundred."

If you face an antique pedestrian, Chen Jing would definitely have to deliberately cut the price to avoid arousing suspicion. Naturally, it is not necessary now.

Seeing that Chen Jing had really agreed to the price of 500, the boss also smiled and happily collected the money.

After completing the transaction, Chen Jing didn't stay long and walked straight with the "Lu Wang Qin".

After he left, the owner of the waste recycling station laughed out loud: "Haha, I'll buy a piece of broken wood for 500 yuan. Is that the young man not the reincarnation of the boy Shancai?"

On the other hand, after Chen Jing walked away, his handsome face was also full of smiles.

This transaction is actually satisfactory to both buyers and sellers.

When he returned to the car, Chen Jing carefully placed the 'Lu Wangqin' in the passenger seat and couldn't help but say, "You really have to thank me, otherwise you will be burned to ashes."

As he said this, Chen Jing himself was actually a little lucky. If this "Lu Wang Qin" was really burned to ashes, it would be a pity.

Speaking of which, many of the disappearances of many antique treasures were destroyed without anyone discovering the preciousness.

Of course, there is also an indescribable decade of turmoil. The so-called destruction of the four olds has also destroyed countless precious antique cultural relics.

Chen Jing drove the car and did not return to Nabaoju immediately. Instead, he went back to Tianxueshan Community first and placed "Lu Wangqin" carefully in the safe he bought for a lot of money.

Chen Jing did not intend to tell Zhao Zheng about the fact that he had picked up the "Lu Wang Qin".

It’s not because of something else, mainly because he doesn’t want to stimulate Zhao Zheng anymore. Before he went to southern Yunnan, Chen Jing thought about letting Zhao Zheng rest for a while.

As a result, when he came back from southern Yunnan, Zhao Zheng still asked him to help him see the jade Buddha in Burmese. This time the "Lu Wang Qin" was much more precious than the jade Buddha. Chen Jing was really afraid that Uncle Zhao would not be able to withstand it.

In addition, Zhao Zheng did not study much about Guqin, and he could identify it, but it would be impossible to ask him to help estimate the price or something.

Of course, Chen Jing himself could not give "Lu Wang Qin" an accurate estimate, so he still had to find someone to help him take a look.

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When he returned to Nabaoju, Chen Jing found that Zhao Zheng, who was drinking tea leisurely just now, became frowning.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?" Chen Jing asked in confusion.

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he grabbed Chen Jing's hand: "Jing, save uncle!"

His words shocked Chen Jing: "Uncle Zhao, what's the matter? This is, don't scare me."

Zhao Zheng cried and said, "When Tang Weirui left last time, didn't he say he had the chance to meet the two little guys in my house? I thought she was talking and playing, but I didn't expect she was serious."

"Uh, then what?" Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was Aunt Tang's incident. He heard that Zhao Zheng had used the word "rescue" just now, and he thought something big happened.

"Didn't I agree casually at that time? Now it's hard to change my words. She said it was Saturday and asked me to take the two little guys over to meet him. But the question is how do I take you? Your aunt will follow you wherever you go. Could I take her to see Tang Weirui?"

As he said that, Zhao Zheng held Chen Jing's hand tightly: "Jing, Uncle wants to live a few more years. You must help me this time."

Chen Jing was amused and crying when he heard this, but he could still understand Uncle Zhao’s mood at this moment. Such emotional matters were the two of them and the three of them.

Uncle Zhao is not young anymore. If Aunt Wu and Aunt Tang really meet, he might not be able to survive the Shura field.

"Okay, then how can I help you?" Chen Jing asked.

Seeing Chen Jing agreeing, Zhao Zheng happily patted him: "You guy is still reliable."

After a moment of pause, he continued, "I think so. Doesn't my Xixi like Xiao Kong very much? After meeting him last time, I said I wanted to play with her sister Kong several times."

"Tomorrow you and Xiao Kong will go to my house to pick up the two little guys, and you will say you will take them out for fun. I will meet you again at that time."

This idea was pretty good. Chen Jing nodded and asked again: "Uncle Zhao, what if Aunt Wu also wants to follow me?"

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "No, I will tell her that you and Xiao Kong are going to experience the life of taking care of their children after marriage in advance, and we will have no way to experience it with the past."

Chen Jing gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Zhao, you are really thinking carefully."

"Jing, uncle has no choice, his life is at stake. If you encounter this situation one day, you will understand." Zhao Zheng took a sip of tea and said helplessly.
Chapter completed!