At this time, Xia Chen was sitting in the inn with his eyes closed and meditating. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and revealed a sneer.
He had listened to all the conversations between Shan Yuxin, shopkeeper Zhang and Mrs. Zhang.
Although he is not very experienced in the field of marrow appraisal, Xia Chen still understands the basic market conditions after running around for several days.
It is true that some marrow appraisers are greedy for profit and collude with store owners to defraud casual cultivators from other places and defraud money. Although Wuling has made great efforts to rectify the problem and even established an association of marrow appraisers, it has not been eradicated.
Therefore, when he saw the greed in Shan Yuxin's eyes, Xia Chen became wary. He secretly attached a ray of detection source mind to him. With Shan Yuxin's cultivation level, how could he find out that Xia Chen
I touched it clearly.
I just didn't expect that this guy not only wanted to defraud money, but also planned to kill someone. He was really looking for death.
Xia Chen sneered and closed his eyes again to practice meditation.
Early the next morning, Xia Chen came to the auction house as promised.
When Shan Yuxin saw that he came alone without any other friends, he was even more happy. After saying a few polite words, he took him to Mrs. Zhang's shop.
The store opened by Shopkeeper Zhang and Mrs. Zhang is located on a famous pith stone street. There are pith stone shops on both sides of the street, and there is a huge trading market in the distance, forming a quite prosperous pith stone market.
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Although it was early in the morning, there were still people coming and going, and there were many monks collecting marrow.
Xia Chen had never been to Yue City before. He didn't expect that there was such a large trading market here, and he couldn't help but marvel.
In Shan Yuxin's eyes, his demeanor was indistinguishable from the contempt of a wealthy and nouveau riche, and he felt that it could eat him to death.
Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the store. In comparison, Shopkeeper Zhang’s store was inconspicuous, but its name was well chosen and quite impressive. It was called Kunpeng Stone Marrow Store.
Xia Chen smiled knowingly, Kunpeng, do you mean to eat people without spitting out their bones? This is really a shady shop.
Shan Yuxin nodded to him and indicated that this was where he was. Then the two of them walked in calmly.
Shopkeeper Zhang and Mrs. Zhang were preparing in the hall and did not appear in the store. When the two acquired clerks saw Shan Yuxin come in, they knew that they had an idea, so they gathered around him and greeted him warmly.
Xia Chen remained calm and glanced around the store.
This is an ordinary store with a size of more than ten feet. There are about a hundred pieces of marrow stones on the shelves and on the floor.
The marrow stones are unprocessed and come in different shapes. Some are as big as a millstone, and some are only as big as a plate. However, most are about the same size as a washbasin. After all, they are too small, and the amount of pith stones produced will be very small.
However, most of the marrow stones in Kunpeng store are single black, gray and white in color, and have relatively few lines.
Xia Chen shook his head secretly. Although he had been in the industry for a short time, he had been exposed to it and read books, so he had some understanding of the art of marrow appraisal.
Logically speaking, the heavier the color of the marrow stone, the brighter it is. The more complex the lines, the greater the possibility of marrow extraction, and vice versa.
If it is just pure white, then there is no need to think about it and it can be directly processed into a primeval stone. There is no possibility of a primeval stone marrow.
Of course, everything has exceptions. In the history of marrow appraisal, there have been examples of marrow stones with monotonous colors and shallow textures being extracted, but these are just special cases. Generally speaking, the rules are followed.
It was obvious that the stones in Kunpeng's shop were bargains obtained from who knows where. Even a novice like Xia Chen could see some clues.
Moreover, except for him and Shan Yuxin, there were no other customers in the store. It seemed unusually quiet, in sharp contrast to other busy stores.
Even Shan Yuxin felt embarrassed, thinking that it was a good thing that this country bumpkin didn't understand the marrow stone, otherwise he would be hard to fool if he was a little more proficient.
He cheered up, deliberately lengthened his voice, and said in a pretentious manner: "Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you think of these marrow stones when I choose this store?"
He had already noticed that Xia Chen frowned slightly, and he obviously didn't like it, but he had his own way of dealing with it.
Sure enough, Xia Chen shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Shan, although I don't understand the art of marrow appraisal, I do know some common sense. The marrow stones in this store look monotonous in color and don't have many lines. They shouldn't be considered fine stones.
Bar?"
"Hahaha..." Shan Yusheng stroked his beard with his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed three times, but said nothing.
If Xia Chen knew what he was doing, he would definitely take this opportunity to ask, "Why are you laughing, sir?"
However, after a while, Shan Yuxin not only didn't see Xia Chen joining in the fun, but frowned and looked at him. Knowing that he was overdoing his pretense, he couldn't help but cough awkwardly, put down his airs and explained: "Fellow Daoist Chen doesn't know something.
Although the marrow stones in this store are monotonous in color and shallow in art and science, after careful exploration, I unexpectedly discovered that there is another mystery."
"Oh?"
Shan Yuxin smiled slightly and pulled him to a marrow stone: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you heard me right. Look at this marrow stone. It is half gray and half white. The dividing line in the middle is obvious. It is natural and gray.
There is white in the middle, and there is gray in the white, which is a sign of chaos of yin and yang. The harmony of yin and yang naturally breeds spiritual things, and there may be marrow inside."
As a senior marrow connoisseur with rich theoretical experience, he naturally spoke clearly and logically, even this ignorant country bumpkin couldn't understand.
After hearing this, Xia Chen seemed to be quite interested and asked: "How much is the price?"
The waiter followed him and had been waiting eagerly for a long time. Hearing this, he immediately said: "Five hundred yuan stone! No bargaining!"
Shan Yuxin's eyelids jumped immediately. He asked shopkeeper Zhang and his wife to increase the price, but he didn't expect that they would increase the price by ten times. The price increase was too outrageous, and it was not so obvious to cheat money.
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Sure enough, Xia Chen frowned and muttered: "It's too expensive, Mr. Shan, let's choose another one."
He turned around and went to look at other marrow stones.
Shan Yuxin quickly shook his head at the clerk, indicating that he should not increase the price crazily, but said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, the marrow stone just now is really round and natural, with yin and yang chaos, even five hundred yuan stones are worth it, you
If you don’t buy it and miss out on the real marrow stone, don’t blame me.”
Xia Chen seemed not to have heard anything. He turned to another marrow stone. He just wanted to see how this old guy wanted to make money and kill himself.
Although he was in the store, his spiritual thoughts were silent and had already covered a hundred feet radius. Naturally, he noticed Shopkeeper Zhang and Mrs. Zhang in the back hall of the store.
It is estimated that these two third-level magical monks are this old guy's trump card. A cold light flashed in Xia Chen's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, the texture of this marrow stone is like double magatama. Although the color is monotonous, the color is uniform. The sky is full and the stone is a fine marrow stone. If I were you, I would never hesitate to buy it."
Yu Xin walked to his side and continued to talk.
Xia Chen said nothing, listened to what he said for a long time, and then asked: "The price?"
The clerk got the hint just now and didn't dare to ask for such a high price anymore. He hesitated and said: "Four hundred yuan stones! No bargaining!"
Xia Chen shook his head: "It's expensive." He turned around and left again.
Shan Yuxin narrowed his eyes: "What? Chen Daoyou can't trust my vision? He doesn't buy it from the left, and he doesn't buy from the right either. Then why did you hire me to do it? Do you think I'm just a lobbyist for you?"
Xia Chen glanced at him: "Mr. Shan, you are the marrow appraiser I invited. I paid you. You should know what you do. You can suggest me to buy it, but it is up to me whether to buy it or not."
Decide, do you still want me to tell you this?"
Shan Yuxin's face froze. Although he was angry, he had nothing to say.
No matter how senior the marrow appraiser is, he only has the right to make suggestions. Of course, the employer has the final say whether to buy it or not. He has already exceeded his authority.
But after being stabbed by Xia Chen, the old man couldn't help but secretly hate me. When I wanted to kill you, I wonder if you still dare to mock me like this?
He slightly signaled to the clerk to lower the price a little more, and then followed Xia Chen.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, this marrow stone is symmetrical, black and white..."
"How much?"
"Three hundred yuan stone, no bargaining!"
"Fellow Daoist Chen. This marrow stone is shaped like a pregnant woman, and there must be something beautiful inside..."
"How much?"
"Two hundred yuan stone, no bargaining!"
"Fellow Daoist Chen, this marrow stone has the beauty of heaven and earth. It is shaped like a tripod and has three sets of two ears. It is rare..."
"How much?"
"One hundred yuan stone, you can negotiate the price..."
The clerk lowered the price all the way, from the original five hundred yuan stone to one hundred yuan stone. He even changed his tone of saying that he was categorical and could not negotiate the price. However, Xia Chen still just shook his head with a noncommittal look, which made Shan Yuxin and the clerk divided.
Externally annoyed.
Shan Yuxin couldn't help but want to get angry several times, but finally held back.
He also knew that the cheap stones in the store were really unconvincing, but he was secretly angry in his heart: Tu leopard, I will tolerate you, you will have no choice later, I will tell you that there is a collection of marrow stones in the inner hall, coax you in, shopkeeper Zhang
You and Mrs. Zhang, two masters of the third level of magical power, can't defeat your little second level of magical power?
Although he hid his thoughts well, there was still a faint hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
With Xia Chen's sensitivity, he could clearly feel his murderous intent, and he sneered in his heart. He didn't want to buy a marrow stone, just to see what tricks the old man wanted to play.
Then he turned to a marrow stone shaped like a precious tree. Although he was bored, Shan Yuxin still cheered up: "Friend Chen, this marrow stone is a natural precious tree. It is the spirit of wood and stone. It naturally breeds stone marrow. It is a rare thing."
He was suddenly stunned and couldn't speak any more. Xia Chen's eyes suddenly straightened and he stared at the marrow stone shaped like a precious tree with a strange expression.
Shan Yuxin yelled for a long time, and Xia Chen finally came back to his senses and smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, Mr. Shan, I suddenly thought of something just now and got distracted. I'm sorry, what did you say?"
Shan Yuxin was furious, what happened to this rich man? He was still selling things when he was buying things, but he just didn't hear what he said.
"By the way, how much does this stone cost?" However, before he could get angry, Xia Chen suddenly asked again.
The clerk hesitated. His quotations had plummeted a few times before, and the country bumpkin had no intention of buying. Could this be another polite statement? So he gritted his teeth and said, "We haven't opened today yet, just to get the first good luck. It only costs fifty."
Fellow Taoist can take the Yuan Stone."
Shan Yuxin's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he couldn't help but want to yell at this guy for being a fool.