The mustache stall owner beside him suddenly turned sour and ugly.
This hairpin was only given to Xu Yuan as a gift.
The things I gave you for free can be sold for five hundred yuan without even taking a step away.
All this is worth vomiting blood.
"Old man, that hairpin is so dusty that it's useless.
I also have newer ones on my stall, you can choose and look at them as you like!"
Mustache invited warmly.
But the old man just glanced at Mustache's stall, then retracted his gaze and looked at Xu Yuan.
Obviously, the old man was not interested in those in his stall.
Even Mu Ziying couldn't help but said, "Xu Yuan, what we want is a dressing box anyway, and this hairpin comes with it. Since the old gentleman likes it, we might as well give it to him!"
Xu Yuan shook his head and looked at the old man.
"Not for sale, old gentleman.
You, where did it come from? Why don't you go somewhere cool? Five hundred yuan? You are probably thinking about eating peaches!"
After hearing Xu Yuan's words, the old man was not angry, but his expression became a little sarcastic.
"Little brother, it turns out you have noticed it too! I thought I could catch it in your hands!"
As soon as these words came out.
Mustache couldn't sit still.
He knew very well what picking up leaks meant.
Spending 500 yuan to buy a hairpin that was given away for free and claiming to be a picker.
That means the price of this hairpin is far more than five hundred!
Mu Ziying also blinked. How lucky is Xu Yuan? He has been going to this antique street since he was a child, at least ten times.
Not to mention missing out, I haven’t bought a single genuine item.
But now, Xu Yuan meets the treasure as soon as he comes?
Xu Yuan also laughed.
Of course he had already seen it.
Just when Mu Ziying went to get the dressing box, he followed his gaze.
When his eyes fell on the dusty hairpin, his eyes began to heat up.
It was exactly the same as the half of Arhat bamboo root he saw when he went to Baicao Street to buy medicine.
And later it was proved that this feeling was not an accident.
There is a bamboo spirit insect hidden in the root of half Arhat bamboo.
The gray hairpin at the moment is naturally not an ordinary thing.
That's why he was willing to spend three hundred yuan to win it together.
The old man saw that he couldn't pick up the leak, but he didn't want to give up just yet.
Then he stepped forward with a smile and said, "In that case, little brother, I, Zhang Dongshan, can you lend me your hairpin to take a look at?"
The street vendor mustache suddenly screamed.
"Are you Zhang Dongshan, the master of ghost eyes?"
Zhang Dongshan nodded calmly, "I am indeed a bit ignorant in the antique circle. I am really ashamed to be given the title of Master of Ghost Eyes by some of my colleagues!"
Mu Ziying was also so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.
Obviously, she has also heard of the name of Ghost Eye Master Zhang Dongshan.
"Xu Yuan, it is said that Zhang Dongshan, the master of ghost eyes, has a pair of very powerful eyes. No matter what antique it is, he can tell whether it is genuine or not.
In the thirty years since his debut, the number of antiques that have passed through his hands ranges from tens of thousands to thousands, and the most valuable ones have even reached billions, making him one of the national treasures!"
Xu Yuan nodded slightly and couldn't help but take another look at the old man.
You are the only one with ghost eyes, but you still want to pick things up in front of my divine eyes.
Don’t you want to eat peaches?
But Xu Yuan himself didn't know much about the antique business, although he knew that this hairpin must be a treasure.
But I don't know anything else.
Dongshan was willing to take a look at this piece, so he was not stingy and handed it over directly.
Zhang Dongshan immediately took it with a solemn expression, put it in his hand and observed it carefully.
Then he carefully took out a small ivory pick from his pocket and gently fiddled with the tail of the hairpin.
After a moment, Zhang Dongshan's eyes lit up.
She exclaimed repeatedly, "Baby, this is definitely a big baby!"
Xu Yuan asked curiously, "Senior Zhang, what exactly is this hairpin?"
Zhang Dongshan carefully returned the hairpin to Xu Yuan and said without hesitation, "This hairpin, whose full name is Black Jade Hairpin, is carved from an extremely rare and special type of jade.
This kind of jade, even in modern society, is by no means cheap.
What's more, is the hairpin itself an ancient relic handed down from the Tang Dynasty?
Although it looks dusty, it is just covered with a layer of mud seal.
But it is precisely because of this layer of mud that the hairpin remains in almost perfect condition.
To say it is a treasure is to underestimate its value.
Even if it is said to be a national treasure, it is not an exaggeration!”
Xu Yuan was also shocked.
Just by walking around this antique street, you can encounter such good things?
"Well, Senior Zhang, you praise this black jade hairpin so much, how much can it sell for?"
Mu Ziying stepped forward and asked curiously.
"shallow!"
Zhang Dongshan glanced at it and said coldly, "Such a national treasure is priceless, how can it be measured by money?"
After a pause, he added, "However, I can tell you.
Just last year, a black jade glass pendant appeared at an internationally renowned auction house, which was made of the same material as this black jade glass hairpin.
However, its date is only the Ming Dynasty, and due to its age and improper preservation, a corner is missing.
But even so, it was sold for a sky-high price of 100 million that year!"
"this……"
Mu Ziying was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, "Then, wouldn't this hairpin be sold for at least 200 million?"
Zhang Dongshan was noncommittal.
He looked at Xu Yuan.
"Little brother, a gentleman will not win anyone's love, but I really like the black jade hairpin.
If you really plan to change hands, please be sure to contact me and I will offer you 300 million!"
Said.
Zhang Dongshan took out a business card and handed it to Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan accepted it, but still said, "I'm sorry, Senior Zhang, I have other uses for this black jade hairpin, so I won't consider selling it for now!"
Zhang Dongshan smiled, "Yes, using monetary value to measure such a treasure is really a stain on this treasure. Farewell!"
After saying that, Zhang Dongshan left.
Xu Yuan turned his head and looked at Mu Ziying who had bright eyes.
He handed over the ink jade hairpin, "Here, I'll give it to you!"
Mu Ziying was stunned for a moment.
Backed up again and again.
"No, no, it's too expensive..."
"Why is it expensive? I spent three hundred yuan, buy one, get one free, keep it!"
Xu Yuan said seriously, "Besides, no matter how precious this hairpin is, it still depends on who uses it, right?
I think you are quite suitable!"
Mu Ziying put it away dumbfounded, but deep down in her heart, it was sweeter than eating honey.
After all, if you want to give away something worth hundreds of millions, you can give it away.
It is enough to prove that he still has a high status in Xu Yuan's heart.
Seeing Mu Ziying put away the ink jade hairpin, Xu Yuan threw the dressing box into the trash can.
Just about to leave.
But a cold, almost sour voice came from behind.
"Boy, I'll give you back your three hundred yuan. I won't sell this dressing box and hairpin!"