Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 61 Tian Huang Seal
Feng Wei knew that the "over there" he mentioned should be a compound in the capital.

"It was originally to guard against hypnosis and psychological suggestion..."

The old man on the bed smiled friendly: "No way, I didn't mean to find out your secret..."

Feng Wei smiled wryly when he heard the words: "You came to me...how do you plan to deal with it?"

"deal with?"

The teacher shook his head and smiled: "You think too much, Lao Qin has been doing evil for so many years, and no one has dealt with it. How can an honest and good boy like you deal with it, ha ha, but if you guess correctly, your ability should above him?"

"How do you know?" Feng Wei was surprised.

"Since last year, his strength can no longer be adjusted by me!"

The teacher sighed: "I thought he was terminally ill and hopeless, but now it seems that his ability is limited!"

As he said that, he looked at Feng Wei again with piercing eyes: "How about it, young man, can you help the teacher?"

"You! Believe in science!"

Feng Wei grabbed the teacher's hand and swiped it twice with zhenqi. Finally, he could only say: "You should listen to the doctor!"

"Why, you can't either?" The teacher was a little disappointed.

"It's difficult to break the root of the disease!"

Feng Wei thought for a while and said, "It's okay to alleviate the symptoms, but the cure depends on the doctor. I can only guarantee that it won't happen again within a year..."

"That's good too!" The teacher nodded with a smile, "At least it will be easy for another year."

Although he was smiling, his expression was somewhat gloomy.

This time it was not because of Feng Wei's excuses, but mainly because his true energy was not enough.

Although the teacher's condition is much milder than that of his father, the body function of the 90-year-old man has deteriorated severely. Feng Wei can only use his true energy to recuperate, but he is really powerless to cure it. It's too late.

When he came out to say goodbye, he saw that the grandparents of the Huang family were still waiting in the living room, so they came forward to say hello.

Mrs. Huang asked about the situation upstairs, Feng Wei only said that the teacher had recovered, and he stayed here deliberately to ask about the easel.

The old lady didn't become suspicious, and everyone drove away from the villa.

The next day, Feng Wei rushed back to the store early in the morning.

"Hey! You came so early today?" A Le Nu at the front desk greeted Feng Wei with a smile: "Remember there will be a live broadcast tomorrow afternoon!"

"Live broadcast again?" Hearing this, Feng Wei couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

"Excuse me... is there a Feng appraiser here?"

A hoarse voice came in from outside the door.

Feng Wei turned his head to look, but saw an old man in his fifties standing at the door with a cautious look on his face. He should have been asking questions just now.

"Old man, which appraiser Feng are you looking for?"

A Lenu turned her head and asked, "There are quite a few Fengs in our favorite auction house!"

"I'm looking for... Feng Wei!"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then spit out a name, and then said: "I heard that he is a young man..."

As he spoke, he kept poking his head into the shop and looking around.

"Haha!" A Le Nu couldn't help laughing, pointed at Feng Wei and said, "Isn't he right?"

"Oh!" The old man was stunned for a while. Although he was told that he was a young man, he was still a little surprised when he saw him. Young people are a bit too much, but he still asked: "You are... Feng Wei... Feng Wei Appraiser?"

"My name is Feng Wei, and I'm also an appraiser!"

Feng Wei stroked his hair: "That... old man, are you looking for me?"

Hearing this, the old man kowtowed without saying a word: "Appraiser Feng, please help the old man..."

Feng Wei was a little dazed for a moment, and hurried forward to help him: "Old man, what's going on with you?..."

"Alas..." The old man kneeling down let out a long sigh and talked about his suffering.

But it turned out that the old man's son was terminally ill. In order to pay for the medical expenses, he sold the ancestral jade belt to an antique shop in the east.

But unfortunately, the old man's son died of an emergency before he could collect enough medical expenses.

In addition to being sad, the old man wanted to redeem the jade belt he passed down.

However, he was worried that the antique shop in the east would deceive him with fake goods, so he wanted to ask Feng Wei to come forward and help him redeem his ancestral belongings.

After listening to the old man's words, Feng Wei agreed without thinking about it.

In fact, it's not that he is so chivalrous, it's just that he thought of what happened to him some time ago. The only difference is that the father and son switched positions, but the things they encountered were similar.

Together with him, we rushed to the shop where Dongcheng Antiques was hung. The old man pointed to a jade belt on the counter and shouted: "This is it!"

It was a dragon-patterned jade belt, a leather belt wrapped in yellow forgings, inlaid with more than 20 dragon-patterned jade plates.

It should look good at first, but unfortunately the old man didn't maintain it very well, and after a long time, the jade plate on the leather belt has turned black, and the original yellow satin also looks very old, with darker parts and lighter parts.

"Ouch! Why is a piece broken!"

The old man suddenly rushed to the counter, pointed to a jade plate engraved with a dragon on his belt and shouted: "You people, why are you so careless!"

Feng Wei followed up and took a look, and there was indeed a piece of jade board broken in two.

At this time, the clerk in the store seemed to have recognized the old man, and rushed to the back to call the manager.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a short stature came out of the store, with a fair face and thin and wide lips. When he looked at the old man, he immediately showed an expression of displeasure.

"It's you again?" The middle-aged man has already rushed to the front: "When you came to sell it, I said... This is not a pawn shop, and you can't redeem it if you sell it..."

"I know I know!"

The old man looked a little panicked: "Manager Wang, shall I buy this jade belt back to the head office?"

"Buy?" The middle-aged man called Manager Wang glanced at him, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid you can't afford it..."

"how come!"

The old man said anxiously: "When I sold it, it was [-] yuan, and I raised some money to double it, so it's [-] yuan for the head office, right? Manager Wang, this is something from my ancestors..."

"Ancestral?" The manager showed a strange look: "Dare to ask, what is your old name?"

"I am Mr. Lee……"

The old man answered truthfully: "Manager Wang, this jade belt..."

"Is your surname Li? What a pity!" Manager Wang shook his head again and again, looked at the old man and asked, "Your ancestor...is the surname Li really? Isn't the surname Zhu?"

Seeing the old man shaking his head, Manager Wang shook his head again and again: "It's a pity, it's a pity, you can buy it if you want, take 20 away, but the old man was stunned when he heard this: "You...how did you increase the price?

"What is a price increase!"

Over there, Manager Wang sneered: "This thing is worth the price! Although it is an imitation of Ming Dynasty jade from the Republic of China, it is still a jade plate carved from Hetian jade materials, so it is worth the price no matter what!"

(End of this chapter)