Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Liu Jiachang was shocked, "How is that possible? "Zheng and I have known each other for decades, he is not that kind of person!"    

    

Yang Bo paused, "You know him very well, but people will change eventually!"    

    

Saying that, Yang Bo picked up the Tou Ronin Sutra from the side, "This Tou Ronin Sutra does indeed look like it has aged yellow marks, but looking at the stitches, you can see that it is clearly made with cotton thread!"    

    

Saying that, Yang Bo turned around and looked over, "Do you know what kind of thread is used to sew the Duroni Scripture?"    

    

Liu Jiachang shook his head, "I don't know, it's not like Old Zheng is looking for me for anything, how could he possibly partner up with that person to deceive me?"    

    

Yang Bo shook his head, and looked towards the Fat Liu, "The Duroni Scripture must have been created using real silk threads. As for whether the other party was scheming something for you, I am not very sure right now, maybe we can check it out."    

    

Fat Liu said: "I will have someone check it out."    

    

After saying that, he drove the car and dialed a number using his cell phone.    

    

Liu Jiachang was still somewhat unhappy standing at the side, but he did not say much.    

    

The three of them quickly returned home as the Fat Liu brought Yang Bo to see his collection!    

    

The Fat Liu was not even forty years old, but he had been a part of this business for more than twenty years.    

    

Yang Bo looked around, and realised that Fat Liu did not have many, only around thirty, but every one of them were top-quality items, which made Yang Bo praise them a lot.    

    

Fat Liu modestly replied.    

    

As the two of them were talking, the Fat Liu received a call.    

    

"Old Zheng's son failed his investment?"    

    

"He sold out Dijing's house? You still owe me a lot of money? "    

    

Fat Liu was very surprised, he ended the call and looked towards Yang Bo, "You've really guessed correctly, there's really a problem with the Zheng Family, I'll go and tell this old man!"    

    

The two of them walked downstairs. Old Master Liu was currently accompanying his granddaughter to watch TV, as he listened expressionlessly to the Fat Liu's narration.    

    

Finally, Liu Jiachang shook his head and sighed, "I really never expected that old Zheng's family would actually have such a huge change. Why did he want to trap me?"    

    

I think the reason he is renting a house for the past half month is because he wants to hook you. According to what you said, each of you have to pay ten million, even if he divided it equally with Wu Cairen, it would still be worth five million! "Ling Yun said. Fat Liu said.    

    

Liu Jiachang stared blankly into space for a while, but in the end, he did not say anything.    

    

After eating dinner, Fat Liu warned Yang Bo to rest early as he said that he would take you to the Ghost Market early tomorrow.    

    

Yang Bo read for a while and laid on his bed, completely awake. In every business, it was the same, and they would often walk in the gray zone. Because everyone had different thoughts, their encounters would also be different.    

    

It was like himself. If he had stayed in the antique shop all along and been an apprentice, he might have been mediocre all his life. Even if he had been found by Cui Family, so what?    

    

After thinking about it for the majority of the night, Yang Bo slowly fell asleep.    

    

After an unknown period of time, Yang Bo heard the Fat Liu's call and crawled up.    

    

After the two of them washed up, Fat Liu began to heat up two bowls of beef soup.    

    

Although Yang Bo was not hungry, he still drank half of the wine and rested his stomach on it.    

    

The reason why Ghost Market was called Ghost Market was because in the past, this market only dealt in goods before dawn. Some people held small lanterns, and from afar, the place looked like the flickering of ghostfire.    

    

Tianjin located in a nameless alley, with a very small scale, only about seventy to eighty meters long, but there were many vendors.    

    

When the two of them arrived, there were already many people present.    

    

The Fat Liu explained. "Tianjin is unlike Jin'ling which has a special market that uses it as its Ghost Market. The Ghost Market here are illegal, and they have been sealed up many times, so those who come here to do business need to be extremely careful!"    

    

Yang Bo was a little surprised, "Antique Market cannot be used?"    

    

"I think it's not easy to manage. The people have been calling for it, but there has been no response." Fat Liu said.    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head, "This is our first time here, surely we won't get caught?"    

    

"As long as you don't want the crow's beak!" The Fat Liu laughed.    

    

The two of them walked along the alley. Yang Bo would occasionally look at the stalls on both sides of the alley. This place was small, but there were quite a few items inside.    

    

Yang Bo quickly noticed something that resembled a pen container. The pen container was made of yellow glaze, it was about twenty centimeters tall, had a diameter of seven to eight centimeters, and there were two eyes on it.    

    

In Yang Bo's eyes, this "pen container" was glowing brightly, with a single glance, Yang Bo understood that this was a good item!    

    

"Boss, how much is this?" Yang Bo asked.    

    

The owner looked to be in his thirties, with a tanned face. He raised his head and looked at Yang Bo, "Three thousand!"    

    

"It's too high, a hundred." Even though he already had money, he was not willing to easily waste it.    

    

The owner once again looked towards Yang Bo, and in the blink of an eye, saw the Fat Liu beside Yang Bo, "If you say three thousand, then three thousand!"    

    

Fat Liu stood at the side and said, "Huang Mi, are you asking for a price from just looking at people!"    

    

"Don't dare, don't dare, Boss Liu, is this your friend?" Huang Tuozi asked.    

    

Fat Liu nodded, "She's my relative. She came here to visit Tianjin, so she came here to take a look!"    

    

Huang Mi Zi laughed mischievously, "Boss Liu's relatives are not ordinary either!"    

    

Yang Bo stood at the side and shook his head. He did not expect that Fat Liu would have such a high level of recognition in Tianjin. He pointed towards the "pen container" and said, "Forget it.    

    

Huang Mi Zi did not say much and happily agreed. He spent thirty yuan on this pen container, and selling it for three thousand would already be considered earning a lot. He did not care what Yang Bo bought it for!    

    

Yang Bo paid him and took his "pen container" to leave.    

    

After the two of them walked a distance away, Fat Liu asked curiously: "This pen container is a bit lacking, three thousand yuan is too expensive!"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Do you really think that this is just a pen container?"    

    

Fat Liu looked over, "What is this?"    

    

"The yellow glazed water of the Han Dynasty was used to measure time. This kind of instrument is very rare, but there are many in the Han Dynasty museums." Yang Bo explained.    

    

Fat Liu was startled for a moment, "When you said it, I remember. It really is a timer, but your eyes are too good, you just came in and you already found something good!"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, it was nothing!    

    

The two of them continued walking forward. Because of what happened just now, Fat Liu intentionally kept a distance from Yang Bo, so as to prevent the stall owners from recognizing him and causing trouble for him!    

    

Yang Bo held onto the ceramic timer, and walked forward!    

    

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