Chapter 1755

Chu Yang never reached out to take it. After all, the old man himself had a lot of swelling.

"Hey, boy, don't worry, just show it and I won't blackmail you." The old man said.

The old man thought that Chu Yang was worried about being blackmailed, because there are often blackmail incidents in the antiques circle. Those sellers with ulterior motives often use this to get rid of the broken antiques. If they are placed on the street stalls, players only need to touch them and find that they are damaged. The seller will blackmail the buyer, saying that the buyer broke it.

Chu Yang said: "I'm not afraid of you blackmailing me. If anyone dares to blackmail me in this antique market, I will definitely make his business impossible. I just feel that this waistband has been stuffed in your pants for so long that it is almost stuffy." It smells like old vinegar, go wash it off quickly and disinfect it with alcohol."

The old man bared his big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right. Just wait a moment. I have a bottle of sixgod here. I'll wash it."

As he said that, the old man picked up the half-used bottle of Liushen toilet water, which he used to set up a stall to prevent mosquitoes.

How could this old man carry alcohol with him? He only had half a bottle of toilet water, so he made do with it.

However, Chu Yang stopped him and said, "Forget it, I'd better buy a bottle of water to wash myself off."

Chu Yang was worried that the chemical components in the toilet water would cause damage to the patina of the waistband.

Not long after, Chu Yang bought two bottles of mineral water and washed away the sultry smell on the waistband.

"Young man, it's alright. I'm not that coquettish, but if you give me such a scrub, it'll be much cleaner than just digging it out of the pit." The old man said with his big teeth.

Chu Yang didn't listen to this old man. Anyway, he felt that it would be too uncomfortable if he couldn't wash it clean.

After cleaning it, Chu Yang recognized the handwriting on it again. The engraved words were artificially polished so that they could not be read clearly.

"Old man, can you identify the words engraved on it?" Chu Yang asked the old man.

The old man shook his head and said: "I can't recognize it clearly. How can I tell it after it's been smoothed away? But the patterns carved around it are still there. According to this pattern, it's probably from the mid-Ming Dynasty. Don't worry about whose waistband it is." , this stuff can be used as medicine, it’s a good thing anyway, I won’t cheat you.”

The old man had no intention of tracing this waist card with Chu Yang.

Chu Yang asked: "Where did you get this waist card? Was it transferred by an old collector, or did you go to the countryside to collect it?"

From Chu Yang's perspective, this old man didn't seem like someone who liked to go to auction houses frequently, so there were two ways to receive the goods.

The old man said vaguely: "This, this, I got it from an old collector. I took a calligraphy and painting and exchanged it with the old collector for this waistband."

Chu Yang saw the change in the expression on the old man's face and sneered: "Haha, you old man has a tight mouth. You couldn't have dug him out of the pit, right?"

Hearing this, the old man quickly denied: "Then... how is that possible? I have never been to the ground. It is so gloomy and suffocating inside. There are so many reliefs, carved just like real people. But it’s too scary, so I won’t go.”

At this point, the old man realized that he had spilled the beans and quickly covered his mouth, then smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, hahaha, what's the point? There are many ancient tombs open to the public. Just buy a ticket and go in to see them."

The old man's reaction was not too slow, and he quickly found an excuse to excuse himself.