At this moment, I picked up the screwdriver and slowly dragged it to the oval-faced old man.
The simple traditional characters on the disk that symbolized the twenty-four hexagrams pierced the old man's eyes like needles.
I moved very slowly, and the old man with the oval face first let out a soft moan, then narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and focused his maximum vision to look down without blinking.
"Hey...what is this?"
"Let me take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's hand had already reached the edge of the disk.
The way he holds things is very professional.
All five fingers came out and grabbed the head, like an eagle's claws, steady and accurate!
But at that moment, I put away the screwdriver, picked up the disc, and directly caused the old man's eagle claws to miss!
Immediately, Guazi's face changed, his head turned sharply, a cold light shot out from the slit of his eyes, his gaze never left the disk, and nuclear explosions flashed wildly deep in his pupils.
The disc was gathered in my hand.
Deliberately, in front of the old man, I turned the disk over and faced the oval-faced old man with the bottom.
On the bottom of the disk, there is a line of words engraved on it. Part of the font has been covered with rust and the main body is missing.
Not light, not heavy, not slow, not slow, I read that line softly.
"Ten years of Yongle."
"I was ordered to supervise the construction."
"Internal prison."
My voice was very soft, but when it reached the oval-faced old man, it was louder than the roaring clouds, stormy waves, and rolling thunder.
Holding the disk in my hand, I tilted my head and said, "This thing should be a treasure compass made by the imperial guards when Zhu Di was showing off his power and going to the West."
"Uncle, what do you think?"
The oval-faced old man instinctively let out a hey at first, and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed in an instant, and he raised his hand to hold his fist against his mouth.
Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at me softly.
In the narrowed eyes, nuclear explosions flashed!
"In the late Qing Dynasty, a Yongle official was included in the drought compass to make a water compass. It's strange."
The words came out softly in my mouth, the water compass was placed in the palm of my hand, and my tone was erratic.
"In the sixth year of Xuande, Gong Zhen accompanied Zheng He on his last voyage to the West. He wrote "Historical Records of Western Countries". It contains a treasure compass. The wood is used as a plate, and the characters of stems and branches are engraved on it. A needle floats on the water to point the boat."
"This should be regarded as the only surviving piece of Zheng He's voyages to the West."
"No wonder it's hidden so deep."
"Uncle, what do you think?"
After these professional terms were announced, the oval-faced old man sat on the ground without any qualifications, with his legs widely spread on the ground, looking at me blankly, as if his whole body had been separated from his three souls and seven souls, and turned into a walking zombie. .
His expression is ever-changing and strange.
"Little girl, I'm done talking about it. I'd like you to confirm whether I'll sell it or not."
"Forget it, let me quote you a final price. Two thousand yuan. That's about your monthly salary."
"Take it. Two thousand. I'll give you the dozens more here. I'll give you all my money."
Compared with the despair of the oval-faced old man, the old professor next to him didn't notice it at all and continued to engage in the white-hot business of collecting sky leaks.
Once this official suitcase is successfully picked up and resold, it will be a hundredfold profit.
Take the elixir!
However, Yu Shanjiao was still confused. She looked at the money in the newspaper and wanted to speak several times, but she swallowed it hard when the words reached her lips.
The once invincible tricks failed for several rounds in a row. The old professor couldn't hold himself back and got angry.
This is the first time I have encountered such a difficult seller.
The old professor became angry and blushed. His confidence was severely hit. He took a deep breath and muttered a few words, and finally couldn't help but ask for help from the oval-faced old man.
"Brother, brother..."
"Brother..."
But what the old professor never expected was that after he yelled at his companion several times, he sat on the ground with an oval face as if possessed by a demon, turning a blind eye and hearing nothing.
At this time, the old professor finally went berserk, hugged his official suitcase and pinched Guazi's face hard on the lower back, roaring angrily.
Make a sound.
"Hey. Help me create a fight. What are you doing?"
"I've lost all my money!"
After pinching the oval face several times, the oval face finally turned around slowly without realizing it.
Faced with the anger of his accomplices, the oval-faced old man's eyes were distracted and he said something numbly.
"Stop fucking mourning."
"Our buddy, we got pecked in the eye today!"
The old professor blinked, took a breath of air, and his hair stood on end.
The melon-faced man looked at me slowly, and it took him a long time to smile bitterly and say, "Sir, what are you doing here?"
I looked cold and responded calmly.
"I don't have any money. I want to sell my official suitcase. But I don't want to be picked up by others. I'll try to find a way out by catching a two-headed fish."
"Don't blame me for offending you."
For a moment, Touyu Guazi's face turned blue, he covered his forehead with one hand and smiled bitterly.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when she came out of the antique city again, Yu Shanjiao still had a look of confusion on her face.
He held his cheap satchel tightly with both hands, looking like a nouveau riche who didn't have 300,000 yuan in silver.
The sea compass is still in my bag.
In the words of the old man with an oval-shaped face, he couldn't hide something of this level.
It's not that the old man can't afford it, or that he doesn't want to buy it, but looking at the state, there are private collectors who can afford it and can hide this sea compass...
There are only a few well-known billionaires in Hong Kong and Macao.
Even if these big guys buy a sea compass, they will donate it at a specific time.
This kind of thing that has historical significance and is unique in the world, the best home is a museum.
Moreover, it has to be a museum at the level of the National Museum of China and the Magic City to be worthy of the beauty of this sea compass.
In addition to selling to the rich, there are other ways to ship goods.
However, the melon-faced man said that if he took this road, he would be sorry for China, his ancestors, and himself.
As long as China’s blood is flowing in his body, as long as he has a little bit of conscience, he will not leave.
Needless to say, the sea compass fell into my hands.
It wasn't just the sea compass that was smashed into his hand. There are also gold coffins and cricket jars.
The golden coffin, the fish-headed person with the melon-seed face replied that he couldn’t understand.
If someone in the industry doesn't understand something or doesn't believe it, it means something is wrong or fake.
But the fish-headed melon-faced person is telling the truth.
Not only have I never seen a cricket golden coffin, I have never heard of it even though I have been around Yandu all my life.
That cricket jar, the melon-faced reply was still, I can’t understand!
There were many famous cricket jar makers back then, and their reputations are now well-documented.
This person who led Yongfu to victory was really unimpressive with his oval face.
Sometimes the good things you pick up from the sky may not be able to be sold.
I originally thought I could hit Ma Zhongchao hard in the face with the contents of the compass. I never expected that such a thing would be opened.
With forty hours left, where can I find money to pay back to Ma Zhongchao?
Who should I turn to to sell this sea compass?
The face with oval seeds is called Tao Bozhen.
Now the most popular treasure appraiser in China!
As I was sending Yu Shanjiao back to Panjiayuan, my little cousin kept clutching her satchel tightly and staring at me, wary.
When I arrived at the north gate of Panjiayuan, I didn't even say a word. Yu Shanjiao finally couldn't hold it back and said in a low voice: "Boss, when do you want your commission?"
"No commission required. Three hundred thousand."
Yu Shanjiao immediately jumped out of the car and ran far away: "No. I want to save money to go to college. I haven't even finished college."
