Next to him, Lu Tianhe was holding Wu Daozi's chicken pen in his hand. He was looking at it as if he were a little girl, his eyes full of affection.
Lin Bei said: "Stop watching, you have been watching for ten full minutes."
Lu Tianhe did not restrain himself at all, but said: "Why don't you look at something good-looking? This is Wu Daozi's favorite pen! He was a great painter in the Tang Dynasty. He carried this chicken-slip pen with him. He doesn't know how many masterpieces he made from it.
Under its pen."
Lin Bei couldn't help but shake his head. I'm afraid this brother is obsessed with antiques and won't be able to get out easily.
In comparison, he didn't feel much. At present, the impression that antiques gave him was that there were many pits and a little chance of getting rich.
At this moment, Lin Bei's eyes were suddenly attracted by an old wooden box.
It was a box made of peach wood, lying alone on a street corner stall. Due to its age, its surface had completely turned black and oxidized, and the outer skin had become pitted because it was not protected by wood paint, making it unattractive.
But Lin Bei was completely attracted and came to the stall involuntarily.
The stall owner was playing Landlord on his mobile phone. From the corner of his eye, he saw a customer coming. Without raising his head, he said: "50 for small items and 100 for large items. Pay as you like. No refunds or exchanges will be made after leaving the stall!"
After hearing this, Lin Bei looked down and found that the stalls were filled with small wooden products, including large ones such as small stools, tables and chairs. They were in different colors, including red and yellow. After being packaged, they seemed to have a certain age.
The smell of furniture.
"Lin Bei, do you want to buy wooden products? These things are difficult to repair because they are difficult to preserve. Even if you find them, they won't be very valuable." Lu Tianhe came over and said.
The stall owner was not happy when he heard this and raised his head and said: "What are you talking about? The antique industry has its own advantages and disadvantages, and our wood accounts for half of it. In the first half of the year, someone found a piece of thousand-year-old agarwood on this street, and then sold it.
It’s tens of millions.”
Lu Tianhe disagreed and said, "That's because I'm lucky, and the stuff you have here isn't that good. There isn't even any pulp here. They're all newly made in the factory, right?"
The stall owner became a little angry after hearing this, and said impatiently: "It's none of your business. If you don't want to buy it, don't block it here. Don't affect my business."
Lu Tianhe became very excited upon hearing this and wanted to discuss it with him.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Bei quickly said: "Okay, if you don't buy it, don't cause trouble."
After saying that, he pointed to the dark mahogany box and said, "Boss, is this box also a hundred?"
"This is one hundred and fifty," the stall owner said.
Lin Bei was surprised and said: "Isn't it a hundred for the big item? Why is there an extra one hundred and fifty?"
The stall owner said: "I use this to press the stall cloth. I have been using it for several years. The fifty yuan is just love money."
Lin Bei nodded, and then noticed that the stall owner was no longer playing Landlords anymore. His eyes were staring straight at him, as if he was deliberately paying attention to the changes in his expression.
"Test me?"
Lin Bei understood the other party's thoughts immediately.
The stall owner deliberately raised the price, probably to test whether Lin Bei really wanted the wooden box. If he was willing to pay one hundred and fifty, the owner would be sure that he was a fool, and then he would regret it on the spot and sell the wooden box.
The price has been greatly increased. If you really want it, you can buy it even if it costs several times more. If you don’t want it, the boss will just make a hundred yuan less, which is basically insignificant.
Lin Bei felt that he had found some clues, and he also understood in his heart that it was actually his fault for not paying attention. He ordered the peach wood box and exposed his purpose.
This street is inherently flooded, and everyone is paying for their money. If you come in as a newbie, no one will be tricked unless you are tricked.
Thinking of this, he suddenly shook his head and said: "You don't follow the rules, I'd better look at something else."
As he said that, he randomly ordered a few other wood products and started asking the boss about the prices.
After this question, the boss's shrewd eyes changed, and finally he gradually became confused and couldn't figure out Lin Bei's purpose.
After some wrangling, Lin Bei spent 200 yuan to buy some wooden scraps, and finally succeeded in luring the boss into giving him a mahogany box as a gift.
After getting the wooden box, Lin Bei walked directly into a corner with Lu Tianhe.
Lu Tianhe said in confusion: "Brother, why did you spend hundreds of dollars to buy such a pile of junk?"
"To get it." Lin Bei pointed at the dark peach wood box.
Lu Tianhe was stunned for a moment, then opened the box and found that it was empty. He knocked on it with his hand and found no interlayer.
This made him even more confused and asked: "This box looks a bit old, but the wood is rotten, there is nothing inside, and there is no mezzanine to hide things. Is it no different from those tatters?"
Lin Bei just smiled lightly after hearing this, grabbed the four corners of the wooden box, and broke it into pieces on the spot.
Snapped!
Because of its age, the wooden box was as brittle as plastic and cracked to pieces, but a golden glow actually came out of the broken pieces.
Lin Bei, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed this ball of light, then opened his hand and took a look. There was a piece of crystal the size of a fingernail lying inside, which was completely transparent, but there were gold threads of crystal inside.
"Crystal?" Lu Tianhe stared.
Lin Bei corrected: "It's not crystal, it's hair crystal!"
Lu Tianhe said: "Fa Jing? Isn't that rutile? There are a lot of them on the market for hundreds of dollars. Brother, you made a mistake this time and you made a loss."
Lin Bei shook his head and said: "It is not an ordinary hair crystal, it is the best among hair crystals, the rarest golden hair crystal."
"How much is it worth?" Lu Tianhe said.
"I don't know." Lin Bei shook his head.
He got this hair crystal because it is recorded in the inheritance that the gold wire on the golden hair crystal surface can be used to refine the best needles, the golden needles of creation!
Otherwise, Lin Bei wouldn't have thought of a way to get this hair crystal. As for the market price, he didn't know anything about it, let alone its value.
Lu Tianhe suddenly said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll go to my friend's place to inquire about it for you another day."
"Okay." Lin Bei nodded.
The Golden Needle is a good thing. It is harder than traditional silver needles, as strong as a gold diamond, and is very suitable for spiritual infusion. With it, not only can the effect of acupuncture in the future be twice the result with half the effort, but it can even be used as a weapon. This is comparable to
The spiritual power needles were much easier to use. If the price was right, he would even want to buy more and try his best to replace a set of silver needles.
"It's almost time, let's go back, otherwise Xiao Wu will scold me again." Lu Tianhe said.
Lin Bei also agreed, but just as they were about to leave, several strong figures suddenly appeared around them, and then surrounded them both.
A strong man with a shaved head and evil eyes walked forward, took out a folding knife from his pocket, and said fiercely: "Boy, leave everything on you, including your mobile phone password and bank card password!"