The two sides were in a stalemate, and He Lingchuan arrived.
As soon as Bai Xiao saw him, the impatience on his face was replaced by a friendly and pleasant smile: "Brother He is here? Come on, come on, I will accompany you to get the goods!"
He was particularly enthusiastic about this wealthy and powerful landlord and customer.
He Lingchuan glanced at it and found that only a small corner of the animal skin paper on the table was exposed, and the writing on it was actually the language of ancient immortals.
Huh? Interesting.
He whispered to the cabinet: "What's going on?"
"The seller." Bai Qiao led He Lingchuan back until he reached the back hall and whispered, "He said it was an antique, and I couldn't even touch it. The appraiser in the store happened to be on leave and went home, and the scroll on the
I can’t understand the words, let alone judge them.”
"You won't accept it?"
"You can't accept it if it's risky." Bai Xiao glanced at him and kindly reminded him, "Brother He wants it? There are a lot of scammers."
"Let's see and then talk."
After He Lingchuan and Bai Xiao finished trading the Shadow Cicada, when they walked out, Old Wang was still there, looking haggard, and he had already finished another glass of water.
"Shopkeeper Bai, please think of another way. I really need this money!" He wiped his eyes, "My grandson is very ill!"
Chapter completed!