At this moment, the cell phone on the bedside suddenly rang, and it was Nie Bingbing.
"Ye Zhiqiu, I didn't expect you to be more ruthless than them!" Nie Bingbing seemed very angry.
Ye Zhiqiu smiled softly: "Officer Nie, you have wronged me! I only beat two gangsters, and the rest were their own people fighting each other, which had nothing to do with me!"
He kept his voice very low to prevent his mother and sister outside from hearing.
Nie Bingbing snorted: "Stop sophistry! If you really go to court, do you think the judge will listen to your strong arguments? Fortunately, Black Panther and the others are in the wrong and don't want to make it public! This little thing now is not enough to send them to justice completely. !”
"And even if they really go in, the leader Luo Penghai is still at large. Do you think Luo Penghai can swallow this breath?"
"They don't want to go through an official process and want to use their own means to solve the problem. You'd better remind your family to be vigilant, just in case! If anything happens, call the police as soon as possible!"
Ye Zhiqiu originally thought that Nie Bingbing called to accuse him and even take him away by force. Unexpectedly, he actually advised him to be careful and he felt warm in his heart.
"Thank you, Officer Nie, for reminding me!"
Nie Bingbing snorted, said no more, and hung up the phone.
The next morning, Ye Zhiqiu told his mother and sister to be careful in the future. If they find any stranger approaching deliberately, they should immediately be vigilant, just in case.
Ye Zhiqiu did not describe it in detail, fearing that they would worry. Wang Caixia and Ye Ling'er knew that as Ye Zhiqiu's career grew bigger in the future, there would definitely be more and more competitors and enemies, so they both said no more and agreed.
After sending his mother and sister away, Ye Zhiqiu dialed Fatty's phone number.
Shen Chaoyang said with a sad face: "Zhiqiu, I can't go with you today. I and a few of his friends supplied drinks to several hotels, but the payment was never received. I saw if he could help. "
"Well, Fatty, if there is anything you can use me for, just ask."
Ye Zhiqiu hung up the phone and left home.
He walked around the streets for a while, took a taxi, and rushed to the flea market in Dongcheng District.
On the antique street, people were bustling. Ye Zhiqiu strolled slowly and quietly opened his clairvoyant eyes. He saw a layer of gray mist floating in the whole place. These were all fakes.
Suddenly, at the end in front, there was a faint flash of orange light, and then, another faint burst of red light burst out.
Ye Zhiqiu was delighted: "Are there two treasures?"
He hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed forward.
When I arrived, I saw that the stall owner was a country man in his forties, with a simple and honest face, but a shrewd light in his eyes.
Ye Zhiqiu quietly looked at the things on the ground. There were all kinds of gold, silver and jade. Ye Zhiqiu glanced at them and his eyes fell on a kraft paper envelope. The kraft paper was somewhat blackened and damaged. It looked like it was from decades ago.
There are two zodiac monkey stamps affixed to the envelope, stamped on them. The one inside the two stamps is intact, but the one near the seal is incomplete.
There is a faint red light emitting from these two stamps.
"Zodiac monkey ticket?"
The zodiac monkey stamp is the first monkey stamp issued by my country in the 1980s, also known as the Gengshen Year Monkey Stamp. Because it was created by master Huang Yongyu, a genius in the painting world, the shape is exquisite and lifelike, and every hair is clearly visible.
And because the circulation is very small, only more than 5 million sets, decades later, it has become the darling of the stamp market. Last year, a single Zodiac Monkey stamp sold for 12,000, but its original face value was only 8 cents. , the value soared more than 1.5 million times.
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly and sighed. Only the intact one inside was worth some money, and the one outside was almost useless.
He turned his head without a trace and looked at a dark purple clay pot next to him. There seemed to be a handle on the pot, but it was missing. There was a slight crack on the right side of the spout, but the rest was intact.
Waves of dazzling orange light burst out continuously, making Ye Zhiqiu's heart beat wildly.
[Name: Shao Daheng Purple Clay Soft Lift Teapot]
[Era: Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty. 】
[Market value: 5 million. 】
Ye Zhiqiu suppressed his excitement and walked up to him with a normal expression, pretending to be an ordinary pedestrian and browsing casually, as if he wanted to choose something.
He knelt down and looked left and right. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the envelope.
"Hey, isn't this a zodiac monkey stamp?" Ye Zhiqiu pretended to pick up the envelope as if he just discovered it.
"Little brother, do you also know about antiques?" The boss looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a smile on his face.
Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly: "I don't really understand, but the monkey zodiac sign is so famous that I can't even think about it!"
The boss nodded slightly and said his surname was Zheng, "Little brother, if you like it, you can get it cheaper and take it!"
"Boss Zheng, that stamp is worthless. How much does it cost?"
Boss Zheng looked at the envelope: "Two of them, a total of fifteen thousand, pack them up and take them away!"
Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly, pretending to be hesitant.
"Boss Zheng, that one is only half of it and has no condition at all. You should know that the price of antiques is not based on the amount of damage. A blue and white porcelain worth tens of millions of yuan may be damaged because of a gap. It’s more than half down.”
Boss Zheng smiled and said, "Of course what you said makes sense, but if this one is in good condition, the other half is still worth three thousand yuan, right?"
Ye Zhiqiu looked hesitant and suddenly reached out to hold the purple clay pot in his hand.
"Well, this teapot is just a gift."
Boss Zheng looked at him with a smile.
"Little brother, don't be so petty with me. When I was tinkering with antiques, you weren't in school yet?"
Ye Zhiqiu's psychological quality is very good, his expression remains unchanged, and he pretends to be surprised: "What's wrong? Is this some kind of treasure? Isn't this just a teapot?"
He deliberately pretended to be ignorant and looked at the purple clay pot carefully.
Boss Zheng smiled and said: "Of course it is a teapot, but it is not an ordinary teapot, but an ancient purple clay teapot! Moreover, it was made by a big shot, and it is expensive!"
Ye Zhiqiu's heart pounded: "Is this boss a real expert? Is he fishing here on purpose?"
"Why was it made? How much is it worth?"
"This is the work of Yu Guoliang, the master who made purple clay teapots in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. The mouth of the teapot is a little cracked. It is cheaper, only 50,000 yuan. If it is intact, it will cost at least 100,000 yuan!"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, and suddenly laughed secretly in his heart: "I thought this guy had so many skills?"
"It turns out he's not much better than me. A purple clay pot worth five million actually only costs fifty thousand!"
"Besides, he got the wrong master!"
