Tomb Raider System of Myriad Realms

Chapter 122 Listening through the air (second update)

Looking at the pitch-black claws, Fatty Bai recognized at a glance that they were gold-touching talismans of the School Captain Mojin's school.

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man across from him again. His facial features were clear and his face was sharp and angular. Behind the handsome sunshine, there was a hint of coldness and a little bit of ferocity.

This is the external temperament shown by Zhang Qiling's mature experience brought by several tombs robbed one after another after inheriting the tomb robbery system.

Seeing Hu Liuyi grabbing his shirt, Zhang Qiling took out the gold touch talisman, and pinched the other's wrist with a flip of his wrist.

"Oh, brother, take it easy, I hurt! I hurt!"

"If you move your hands and feet again, I will make you have no hands or feet!"

Leaving aside a cold sentence, Zhang Qiling gave Hu Liuyi a hard look, and then let go of his palm.

Hu Liuyi was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his arm. Seeing that the other party was really unwilling, he hurriedly apologized, "Brother, didn't I introduce you to someone? As for being so serious? Come on, this is Mao San, the owner of this shop." elder brother!"

"Hey, Brother Hu is flattering you, just call me Laomao." Fatty Bai smiled apologetically.

"Old cat?" Zhang Qiling repeated, using the "People" chapter in the "26-Character Feng Shui Secret Technique" that he was familiar with to meet the other party.

When the old cat heard the other party call him by his first name, he felt a little reluctant.

In this antique street, who doesn't buy their own account?Even Hu Xiaoye, the prodigal son of the famous Faqiu Zhonglang's family, bows to his clever mouth. What can you do as a gold captain?Although I brought a touch gold talisman, I was able to get down to the tomb, but with the artifacts in my hand, can I identify which ones are good things?
Seeing that Zhang Qiling was young, the old cat was not convinced from the bottom of his heart.

In addition, the other party came in with the prodigal Hu Liuyi. As the saying goes, "birds of a feather flock together, people flock together." Can this Qi Ling leave a good impression on the old cat?

"Since Brother Zhang belongs to the school of touching gold, he must have experienced many battles. You should have seen this kind of silver dollar before?"

As he spoke, the old cat took out a silver dollar from his pocket, picked it up with his thumb, and threw up the silver dollar in his hand.

The silver dollar was flicked by the fingernail, making a pleasant buzzing sound, and flew towards Zhang Qiling in a beautiful arc in the air.

Zhang Qiling smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, tapped the silver dollar that was about to fall in front of him with his middle finger, and bounced it back.

The silver dollar was impartial, and it just fell into the palm of Lao Maozai before he could take it back.

"There are three things I don't look at. I don't look at the young ones, I don't look at the fake ones, and I don't look at the ones I'm not interested in. And the so-called silver dollars in your hand are the second type!" Zhang Qiling said lightly with his lips parted.

"Oh? Fake?" Hu Liuyi and Qian Jinjin were surprised.

Although Hu Liuyi knew that Zhang Qiling was capable, he didn't expect the other party to know it was a fake when the silver dollar flashed in front of his eyes.

"This..." Holding the rebounded silver dollar in his hand, the old cat was extremely embarrassed.

Seeing that the other party was here to play with the prodigal young master, he must be an unlearned guy. I originally wanted to give him a fake silver dollar for identification and inspection, but I didn't expect that the other party recognized it right away.

Such methods are indeed beyond the capabilities of the young master of the Hu family next to him.

The identification method of silver dollar is to look at it, to touch it, and to listen to it three times.Among the three methods, "listening" is the most important and common method. I didn't expect that the other party could judge the authenticity of the silver dollar just by the sound of "ding" when the silver dollar was ejected by one's finger.

Great, really great!
"It's okay to fool me. It's not easy to fool my elder brother. I said Brother Mao, you should quickly throw away that fake silver dollar. Judging by your Ruyizhai, it seems that there is nothing real about it, right?"

With his eldest brother Zhang Qiling sitting beside him, and having shown his hand just now, Hu Liuyi felt more confident in speaking.

"Hey, Brother Hu was joking, I'm full of treasures here!" The old cat smiled awkwardly, put away the silver dollars in his hand, and pointed to the bottles and jars in Hu's house.

"Of course, although they are all treasures, they are not as valuable as the things Hu brothers take out casually. Come to play today, are you taking care of my old cat's business, do you have any good things to sell?"

"Of course, if not, why would you come to your Ruyizhai?"

Hu Liuyi turned his head and whispered to Zhang Qiling next to him: "Brother, take out the things you got from Baiqi's tomb, let this guy estimate the price, and see how the market is going? We can also..."

When Zhang Qiling heard this, he raised his hand and interrupted the conversation. Looking at the other party's dazed eyes, he didn't give any explanation, but said to the old cat loudly: "The third brother Mao is a golden dragon in the sea. He has seen the big world, and he can't compare with us little fish." Shrimp. Where do we have something that can be put on the table. Brother Mao San will take out a few random ones, let us take a look."

Seeing Zhang Qiling look up and look outside, the old cat immediately knew that the other party was also a veteran.

This antique street is a "ghost market", and all the ordinary things appear during the day.Good things are traded at night, to be precise, in the middle of the night, otherwise how can it be called a "ghost market"?

The old cat chuckled, and immediately knew that the handsome young man in front of him was far from being comparable to the prodigal son of the Hu family.

Since the other party is not willing to reveal the treasure, I have to take something out to watch and play with the other party. The other party is a local tyrant with a weapon in his hand, and he is the God of Wealth, so I dare not offend him.

Rolling his eyes, he weighed it in his heart, but the old cat really couldn't come up with anything good.It really made Hu Liuyi say that the things in this room are all junk, except for the old cat and the boy who are real, everything else is fake.

Suddenly, he remembered that there was a calligraphy and painting in the shop opposite that he wanted to get, but he was hesitant to buy it because he was not sure about the authenticity of the signature.

The handsome young man in front of him, since he can distinguish the authenticity of the silver dollar just by "listening from the air", he must have two brushes, so why not take him to see the calligraphy and painting, if it is true, you can consider it Buy it back, if it is fake, forget it.Anyway, you can't buy a fake and be an eye-catching idiot.

"Well, that's fine. Since Brother Zhang is interested, come with me." After saying that, the old cat stood up straight, walked outside, turned back at the door and said, "I am dissatisfied with Brother Hu and Brother Zhang, the old cat I saw a pair of calligraphy and painting, and I liked it from the bottom of my heart, but I just couldn’t tell if it was real, so I’d like to ask Brother Zhang to give me a hand, if it’s real, the old cat would like to buy it even if it’s for nothing.”

"Hehe, third brother was joking, since third brother has taken a fancy to it, it must be genuine."

Zhang Qiling smiled and said modestly.

"Hey, that's not necessarily the case. As for the porcelain and bronze, I'll know the authenticity as soon as I touch it. But when it comes to calligraphy and painting, I'm just a piece of white tofu, so I can't get any salt!" Lao Mao said humbly.

(End of this chapter)