"Si'er, here, what other items did you bring today?" Tang Si, who was middle-aged, seemed to be a junior in front of the Buddha.

"Master Buddha, you are so happy." Tang Si made a gesture of clasping his hands to ask questions. Qiu Han made the same move as Tang Si, "bring a ring to let you take a palm."

"Is that right? I heard a few days ago that you took out a few rings and their appearance is pretty good. It's time to come when you ask me to touch you."

"Yes, you're right. I'm late. This is a ring. Look carefully." As he said that, he took out a delicate wooden box that was obviously much more advanced than that Qiu Han bought at the wholesale market and handed it to Lord Buddha.

The Buddha took out a magnifying glass from his hand and looked at the ring carefully for three minutes. Then a flower bloomed on his face and said, "No, it's a good object. Today you are lucky. The ancient one happened to be in the store today. Let him give you a book to your palm. Your thing can increase a lot of money."

"Thank you, Lord Buddha, I'm sorry. Do your business according to the rules. I'll entrust you with this thing, and the commission is the same."

"Haha, OK." As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, an old but vigorous voice came from the speaker installed in the corner of the exhibition hall, "Let that little guy bring the object in."

Hearing the old man's request, Lord Buddha's smile remained unrealistic, but Tang Si's face became a little unnatural: "This is my nephew. The child is honest and reliable, likes antiques, and has a lot of insight. He will be in our area in the future. Please take care of Lord Buddha. If there is anything wrong..."

"Don't talk too much, hurry up and let him bring the things in." The old man's impatient voice came from the speaker.

"Well, walk along the passage and see a door, push it open." At this time, the smile on the Buddha's face was also a little stiff.

Looking at the embarrassment on the faces of the two, Qiu Han couldn't help but feel aroused. Tang Si was the number one person in L City, and his relationships in various aspects were quite profound. The Buddha in front of him was obviously better, but the two of them were so unnatural when they heard the old man's voice. Obviously, the master of the voice was particularly extraordinary.

As the two of them looked at each other, Qiu Han hesitated slightly and walked towards the depths of the antique shop with the box. He pushed open a door inside the end of the passage and entered a room that was completely inconsistent with the antique shop style.

The whole room is about one hundred square meters, and the overall style is a mixed metal of modern and ancient times. Various instruments that cannot be said are placed in the room in an orderly manner. A huge floor-to-ceiling window can see the pedestrians constantly coming and going on the road. In the middle of the room, an old man with a white hair facing away from Qiu Han was leaning on the rocking chair with a teacup and shaking gently. Opposite the rocking chair is a monitor, and the antique shop and the surrounding situation can be seen on the monitor.

Looking at the old man, Qiu Han remembered Tang Si's advice in his mind. Although he was very sure that the old man in front of him had a high status and had a huge influence, it was better to be cautious before he could find out his temper and be cautious.

"How old are you?" the old man suddenly asked.

"If you don't talk about objects, how old are you?" Qiu Han was thinking about how to answer, but he heard the old man ask again: "What kind of relatives do you have at home? What are your parents doing? How old are you? As a human being, you must know how to be filial to your parents. If you have time, you should spend more time with them. How do you live now? People must make money to support themselves with their own hands, and no one can support you for the rest of your life. What do you have? I like reading the books the most. Reading is wise. There are too many dark and dirty people in this society. If you don't want to suffer losses, you must keep your eyes open and learn to protect yourself. Can you play chess? If you have time, can you play chess with me once..."

The old man just thought Qiu Han did not exist, and all questions were asked and answered by himself.

The old man's speaking speed is getting slower and slower, and the problem is getting less and less irrelevant. Qiu Han, who was bored, tried to ask: "Grandpa, I wonder if you can teach me about antiques? For example, how can you not misunderstand it."

As soon as Qiu Han finished speaking, the old man who had originally had a gentle attitude suddenly threw the teacup in his hand on the ground in front of Qiu Han. The fragments were scattered all over the ground, and the tea splashed Qiu Han's body. Then the old man shouted in anger: "Put down the things, get out of here."

The sudden change made Qiu Han a little out of sight. Facing the old man with a sudden change in painting, a trace of doubt flashed in Qiu Han's eyes, but he said nothing, quickly put the wooden box in a position where the old man could easily get it and turned around and left the room.

Seeing Qiu Han walking out of the room covered in tea, Lord Buddha and Tang Si did not show any surprise. On the contrary, Lord Buddha took out 200 yuan from his clothes and handed it to Qiu Han and said, "The old man is old and has a bad temper, so he takes the money to buy new clothes."

Looking at Qiu Han who was indifferent and had no intention of accepting the money, Tang Si quickly winked and said, "Why don't you thank Master Buddha quickly."

"Thank you, Lord Buddha."

Walking out, "I forgot you, I'll forget you", Master Tang smiled and gave himself a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, I've been there for so long."

"Who is the old man in the room? Are you sick?" Qiu Han couldn't help asking.

"That old man." Tang Si pondered for a moment and had deep memories. "People call him ancient. According to legend, he came from a mysterious tomb robber family. He was once the pride of the younger generation of the family, but was excluded for unknown reasons and left the family angrily. Although he left the family, his reputation has not diminished but has gradually become a benchmark figure in the antique industry. Especially, he is also known as a researcher at the Palace Museum and a professor of archaeology. The antique appraisal book he issued is one of the most authoritative in the industry. In short, he is definitely a well-known figure. Although he is now in a semi-retired state, he is still sought after by many people. It is precisely because of the ancient existence that Buddha can firmly sit in the first place in the city."

"So powerful, but no matter how you look at it, you look like an old man with abnormal mentality." Qiu Han couldn't help but complain.

"In recent years, his only son and a grandson of about the same age as you died one after another due to accidents, and his temperament became more and more strange and introverted. So when he saw a child as old as you, he couldn't help but chat about family matters, but most people didn't persist for more than five minutes and were shot out. You stayed for twenty minutes." Tang Si teased.

Qiu Han couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Haha, no matter what, this is considered a mountain. Don't underestimate this street and two cities. L City Cultural Street is the largest antique trading center in the entire Q province, and is very famous in the country." Tang Si took Qiu Han from beginning to end, saying while walking, "This street can be said to be a mixture of fish and dragons, all kinds of people, professional pig killers, experts, and shoveling the ground... Maybe a person with a ragged clothes and vulgar appearance is worth more than 10 million yuan. So no matter who is here, don't offend him if he has to be forced to do so.

, don’t even stay in front of their stalls. Some people’s methods can be said to be magical, and they will always make you unconsciously put you in a condom. Of course, important antique transactions are prohibited from being watched. The rules of small stalls are naturally not so strict. But there is one thing you must remember, even if you see the stall owner selling fake goods, you cannot expose it. This is the case in our industry. Whether it is a loss or a big profit, it is a thing that is willing to fight and be willing to suffer. In layman's terms, it is to see through but not explain it thoroughly."

"Dingling." Tang Si's cell phone ringing.

After taking a look at the phone number, Tang Siqiu responded respectfully: "Hey, Master Buddha, is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, that's right. Gu Lao just told me that the young man you brought in from now on must come to the store at 2:00 every afternoon."

"What? Go to the store every day?"

"Yes, this is a rare treatment once in a thousand years. You tell young people to take it seriously."
Chapter completed!