Sima Haotian cried and vented for a while, and gradually calmed down.

"The big things in life are nothing more than birth, old age, illness and death. You haven't touched any of them yet, so what else can't you think about? You look like you're not even fifty yet. If you live a good life, you may still have thirty or forty years to waste. Stand up and follow me.

Bar."

Sima Haotian stood up holding the wall and looked at Li Mo: "What do you want?"

"Anyway, your life is worse than death, why are you still asking so many questions?"

Li Mo turned around and walked outside. The four security guards stared at him fiercely and then followed Li Mo. Sima Haotian clenched his right fist and turned to look at his back, with a look of resignation on his face.

"Mr. Qin, why don't you take him back?"

May asked in confusion.

"With his wife and children scattered, and no strength to tie up the chicken, what's the use of catching him back? This man still has great talents. It's a pity that he is so down and out in a foreign country. I hope he can have a clear enlightenment this time, and maybe he can do more for the country.

Cultivate some pillar talents." Li Mo sighed as he walked and said, "In fact, there is no relationship between me and him.

There is not much personal enmity, it’s just that the positions of both parties are different. He said that he was not involved in the loss of the national treasure. I still believe him, otherwise he would not be able to live alone like a wandering ghost in such a miserable state. Give him a chance

The chance of starting over depends on whether he can figure it out."

"Mr. Qin, he's following."

Dashan whispered from the side.

Li Mo hummed without turning around to look at him, and just let him follow behind.

"There's an antique shop over there, let's go in and have a look."

Li Mo walked into the store with his hands behind his back. The space inside was quite large and the layout was reasonable. There were various porcelains, sculptures, etc. on the counter and ancient shelves. There were also various jades, gold and silver jewelry in the cabinet. In the corner

There are also some stones placed on the cabinets, some are original stones, and some are stone carvings.

There are several groups of tourists looking at things in the store at the moment, but they are all foreigners. What they love is the exquisite porcelain, and they are looking at the glaze, craftsmanship, etc. of the porcelain with a magnifying glass.

"Mr. Qin, this place is quite large. The various porcelains are colorful and really beautiful." Wuyue whispered to the side. After hearing this, a Chinese man in his thirties at the counter quickly came out and said with a smile: "Welcome.

, just pick whatever you like.”

"Boss, do you have any exquisite products here?"

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment. I will take out the treasure of the store right now." The man quickly took out a pastel porcelain from the cabinet and put it gently on the counter. "Sir, this is for us.

The treasure of the store is the Kangxi pastel vase of the Qing Dynasty."

Li Mo didn't get started, but just took a closer look. This vase depicts more than a dozen roosters in various postures, covered in pastels.

"Sir, look at the base of this piece, which is 'Yiyou Ding Yu Ya Zhi'. To tell you the truth, even though this porcelain is not a Kangxi official kiln, it is still a fine product among private kilns."

Li Mo smiled, looked back at Sima Haotian who was standing at the door, waved and said, "How about Mr. Sima coming over to appreciate it too?"

After hearing this, Sima Haotian walked up to him and only glanced at him. He also made no move and shook his head slightly.

"I've seen you, you've been wandering on the street outside. What do you mean by shaking your head?" the man said a little unhappy.

"Paintings began in the late Kangxi period, but they were only used locally. Such pastels have never appeared all over the body. If they were genuine, they would be very expensive. The paintings on the vase are roosters and flowers. In ancient paintings,

All cocks

It has a moral meaning. Painting three roosters represents the Three Lords. Painting five roosters refers to the five hegemons competing for supremacy. There are more than a dozen roosters painted on this porcelain. What do you want to do? Rebellion? Or do you risk being exterminated by the nine tribes?

For fun?"

What Sima Haotian said was to the point and powerful, seeming to sweep away the decadence just now.

The man was stunned for a moment when he was told that, then he moved the pastel vase back into the cabinet and said, "You don't know the goods. If you want to buy it, I won't sell it to you."

Li Mo shrugged and walked to other counters, followed closely by Sima Haotian.

"You've never been to this antique store?"

"No."

"Then take a good look at it today. If there is anything good, we will take it away."

Sima Haotian walked aside in a muffled voice, and Li Mo walked to the stone area.

"Do you really think he's capable?"

May asked a little disbelievingly.

"I have fought with him several times. To be honest, he is absolutely the best in antique appraisal. Among the experts I know in China, they focus on a certain field and are not comprehensive enough. We were opposites before.

It was an unpleasant incident, but I have no doubts about his intellectual ability."

Li Mo walked to the stone area, glanced at it, and then said to a clerk not far away: "That, that, and those two stones. Let me take a look."

The largest of the four stones is about the size of a head, with a gray-brown surface, and the other three are irregular ovals.

"How do you sell three stones?"

"These are Hotan jade rough stones, shipped from China. The largest rough stone sells for 8,000 U.S. dollars, and the other three pieces cost 3,000 U.S. dollars."

"I won't bargain with you. The four rough stones cost a total of five thousand US dollars. As for the Hetian jade rough stones you are talking about, I won't go into details with you. If the price is acceptable, I will take it away. If not, I will go shopping again."

This was the first time that the clerk saw a customer like Li Mo. He didn't even get hold of the four rough stones. He just took a few glances and decided to buy them. Where did these rough stones come from? He knew that they were indeed shipped from China. But in the end

He didn't know whether it was a rough Hetian jade stone or just a stone.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Soon the clerk trotted back and said: "The boss agreed, sir, pay here."

When May went to pay, Dashan and the others looked at the four stones on the counter and didn't understand why Li Mo wanted to buy them back.

"What do you think, do you think I have money and nowhere to spend it?" Li Mo reached out and patted the largest rock and said, "I drove it back and sold it. I can almost buy a set of about 100 square meters in a slightly remote location in Kyoto.

house."

Dashan and the others then stretched out their hands to hold it in their arms. Li Mo walked back to the porcelain area and glanced around. There was no genuine product. Sima Haotian was still looking at it. After about ten minutes, he walked to Li Mo and shook his head slightly.

"Remember, my surname here is Qin, and my name is Qin Mo."

Li Mo walked out of the antique store, and four security guards quickly followed him.

"Qin Mo?" Sima Haotian muttered, his eyes falling on the stones, as if recalling the scene when they competed to identify the rough stones, he sighed secretly, now he can only look up to that young man back then.

There is only one antique shop in Huaxia City. The rest are mainly various shops, snacks and restaurants. A few people buy some from time to time to taste.

"There will be an Antiques Festival in Seattle in a few days. Will you come with me?" Li Mo asked while eating pancakes and fruit. Sima Haotian nodded, "I don't have anywhere else to go."

"The Seattle Antiques Festival will definitely attract many antique dealers to participate in the exhibition. We may be able to try our luck there and maybe find a lot of good things."

Everyone wandered around until about four o'clock in the afternoon before returning to the embassy. Li Mo explained a few words about Sima Haotian's identity, and the people in the embassy did not ask any more questions.
Chapter completed!