Huangxin Shoes is two to three hundred meters away, in the Xinli Hotel, room 1808.
Chen Hai, who had just returned to the hotel room from the factory, had just taken a shower and was lying on the single bed in the room.
Leaning against the bedside, he took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.
He had just taken two puffs, and suddenly his heart felt like a knife, and a sharp pain from his soul suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Damn it, stepping on the horse again is fate's backlash..."
"I haven't done any divination now, nor have I done anything harmful to Tianhe. How could this backlash suddenly appear on me?"
After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Hai managed to suppress the backlash.
If it is an ordinary fortune teller or fortune teller, under the influence of this counterattack force, it may be severely damaged.
It is not impossible to recover after a year and a half of rest.
After all, injuries to the body are easy to treat, but injuries to the soul are very difficult to treat.
But Chen Hai is different. The trace of immortality he obtained from that terrifying existence makes his leech soul much more resilient than ordinary people imagine.
Under such circumstances, he would be able to directly resist the counterattack of fate by gritting his teeth.
You can truly gain some kind of supernatural power from the terrifying existence you imagine. Perhaps, this is the difference between ancient true cultivation.
Ordinary orthodox monks, even if their realm is higher than Chen Hai's and their spirit is stronger than Chen Hai's, they do not have supernatural powers.
With this indestructible characteristic, it is just a head-on fight with the soul. Even if someone is a level higher than Chen Hai, it is probably unknown whether he can beat him!
Of course, in the current situation where the inheritance of these great sects has been cut off, orthodox monks with a higher realm than Chen Hai, not to say there is absolutely no such thing, but they are definitely rare and extremely rare.
After resting for a while, fate backfired, and the injuries caused to his soul had obviously eased a lot.
"I haven't done anything during this period of time, except to tell Miss Dong's fortune?"
"Could this counterattack of fate have something to do with her?"
Frowning, Chen Hai thought for a while, then took out a few copper coins and started divination again.
Soon, the six hexagrams were completed and the hexagram images appeared.
The lower Xun is the upper Gen, and the two overlap each other. This is the hexagram of Yi, Shanfeng Gu, Gu.
"The lines in the hexagram are like grinding mills. Being obedient can turn out to be a blessing, but it can be a disaster. There are good things in your heart but delays. In everything, do things in a hurry and make mistakes..."
After reciting the explanation several times, Chen Hai's brows had wrinkled into a straight line.
"What on earth did Miss Dong do? Her fate is in a mess and has completely changed!"
"For a person like her who is very lucky, her destiny suddenly changes. This is a big change."
"Could it be that the divination I gave her before revealed the secret and caused unpredictable changes in her future?"
"Well, that should be the case. Otherwise, the force of fate's backlash would not have fallen directly on my head..."
With a forced smile, Chen Hai shook his head and muttered to himself.
Anyone with strong luck is the darling of heaven. They are favored by heaven and are favored by fate.
Telling fortunes for such people is actually the most troublesome thing.
Just like what Chen Hai is doing now, because of his divination, Miss Dong's fate has changed slightly. This accident may lead to a backlash from fate.
If the object of the divination is just an ordinary person, even if they die directly because of Chen Hai's hexagram, God will not bother to pay attention at all, and naturally there will be no counterattack on his head.
Speaking of which, in the divination profession, people simply don’t understand the pure yang or pure yin hexagrams.
The reason why this happens is not because those fortune tellers are worried that their divination targets are too lucky, and if they interpret the divination for them, they will accidentally hurt themselves.
"Destiny is elusive. Even if you have true cultivation, you can at most change your destiny, but you cannot go against it."
"Miss Dong's fate is completely messed up. I hope nothing will happen to her."
"Perhaps, if I have some free time, I should go to her place and have a good look..."
After frowning for a long time, Chen Hai thought to himself.
The next morning, around ten o'clock.
Li Dajiang's friend who was very interested in snuff bottles finally arrived here.
"Chen Hai, come here, let me introduce you. This is Boss Zhang Zhongxiao. Their family is in the electronics business!"
Pointing to the old man next to him who was almost the same age as him, Li Dajiang introduced.
"Nice to meet you!" With a smile on his face, Chen Hai shook hands with him, and then led him and Li Dajiang into his guest room.
"Xiao Chen, Lao Li should have told you about my hobbies!"
"I won't say much. I came here just for the snuff bottle in your hand."
"As long as I can be sure that the thing in your hand is indeed genuine, I will definitely want it."
"We are all busy people. I have booked a flight back to Taiwan tomorrow, and I don't have time to be polite to you. Where are your things? Take it out first and take a look!"
This Zhang Zhongxiao is in Taiwan, and I don’t know much about his background. Judging from his actions and words, he seems to have a high-pitched tone.
Of course, nowadays, the country is too poor.
Many Taiwanese people have a sense of superiority when facing the domestic people.
Perhaps in their eyes, they have always believed that the domestic people are living in dire straits, so buying a bag of mustard and eating a tea egg is still a luxury.
Although Chen Hai was a little unhappy with this guy's speech and behavior, he didn't say much.
After all, he made an appointment with Zhang Zhongxiao to meet here just for the purpose of making a transaction, and he never thought about having a deep friendship with him!
When I went back to my hometown, Chen Hai brought over bottles, jars, two pen holders, and four snuff bottles.
Three of the snuff bottles were intact, while the other one had some cracks and a chip the size of a grain of rice at the mouth of the bottle.
Zhang Zhongxiao immediately asked to see something as soon as he came on board, and Chen Hai didn't waste any words.
He put the two pen holders and the broken snuff bottle in his backpack and ignored them.
He took out the three complete ones and placed them on the coffee table in front of Zhang Zhongxiao.
"Enamel and gold double fish snuff bottle made in the Qianlong period?"
Picking up one of the snuff bottles, Zhang Zhongxiao turned it over and checked it carefully: "This thing is indeed authentic."
"However, improper preservation and mediocre condition greatly reduced its value."
"In addition, snuff bottles of this style are relatively common. I have an identical one in my collection at home."
"The most I can offer for this snuff bottle is 20,000 yuan. If I buy it back, I can just make a pair!"
Zhang Zhongxiao's words fell into Chen Hai's ears, and he was slightly disappointed.
But what people say is serious, and it sounds like it, but it is indeed the truth.
After all, these snuff bottles he dug out from the cave were not preserved at all, and their appearance would definitely not be much better!
Putting down the snuff bottle in his hand, Zhang Zhongxiao picked up another one and began to appreciate it again.
"Made in the Qianlong period, this is a three-star snuff bottle with enamel color and gold description of fortune, wealth, and longevity. This one of yours is also authentic!"
"However, it's still the same problem, improper preservation and poor quality."
"Coupled with the amount of existence, it is too common to be too large. If I ask for a price, it will also be 20,000!"
"As for the last one, the Qianlong Imperial Pastel Snuff Bottles have a surplus every year. If they are a little rarer, I can pay up to 50,000."
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Zhang Zhongxiao was really familiar with snuff bottles.
Pick up any one and he can speak clearly and eloquently.
As for Chen Hai himself, he couldn't even tell the difference between what is enamel color and what is pastel color.
Zhang Zhongxiao has finished appreciating the three snuff bottles.
Should he sell it or not? Chen Hai was hesitant.
He originally thought that a random snuff bottle could be sold for 100,000 or 80,000 yuan.
But now, according to the price offered by Zhang Zhongxiao, all three of his snuff bottles would only be sold for a maximum of 90,000 yuan.
Although for him, 90,000 yuan is already a huge fortune, but it is quite different from his psychological price.
"Xiao Chen, for Lao Li's sake, the price I offered is extremely generous."
"I can guarantee that no one in your country can offer a higher price than me for these items in your hands!
"You decide whether to sell it or not. If you are willing to sell it, I will directly write you a cash check."
"If you don't sell it, I'll turn around and leave. When I come to China this time, just treat it as an old friend, Lao Li!"
Zhang Zhongxiao said unhurriedly.
It is true that he likes to collect snuff bottles.
However, Zhang Zhongxiao was only a little interested in the three snuff bottles that Chen Hai took out.
Unless a very rare and highly collectible snuff bottle would make him want to get it.
"Boss Zhang, can you wait and let me make a call first?" After hesitating for a long time, Chen Hai spoke and requested.
"Okay, please help yourself!" Zhang Zhongxiao responded with a nod.
The guest rooms of Xinli Hotel are already equipped with telephones, which is very convenient.
Chen Hai’s phone number was to Dong Dahai of Jubaozhai.
"Beep...beep..." After a few beeps, the call was connected.
"Hello, who's there?" Dong Dahai's voice was very recognizable.
The voice in the microphone had just reached Chen Hai's ears, and he had already determined the identity of the other party.
"Brother Dong, it was me, Chen Hai, Baihu Tea House, and Brother Hou Donggui who introduced us to each other!"
"Hello, Mr. Chen, please call me. Do you need my help?"
"That's right, Brother Dong, I would like to ask you about the approximate price of an enamel snuff bottle made in the Qianlong period from you?"
"This depends on the condition and the style. Snuff bottles made in the Qianlong period are relatively common and have a large number of surviving ones. Those of inferior quality may be worth two to three thousand."
"If the quality is good, it will only cost 10,000 to 20,000 yuan at most..."
When he first heard the name Chen Hai, Dong Dahai was obviously stunned.
After he reacted, with Hou Donggui's intimidating power there, his whole person suddenly became enthusiastic.
However, Chen Hai felt a little depressed after hearing his words.
According to Dong Dahai, if Chen Hai bought these snuff bottles from his store, they would probably only cost two to three thousand each.
Don't be afraid of not knowing the goods, just be afraid of comparing goods.
Comparing these two aspects, it seems that Zhang Zhongxiao's bid was kind.
"Boss Zhang, I sold all these snuff bottles!" Chen Hai gritted his teeth and nodded.
"I remember that you brought four snuff bottles, right? Where is the other one? Why didn't you see it?"
Li Dajiang on the side suddenly spoke and reminded him at this time.