Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

  Chapter 71 To buy tea

  Li Mo walked out of the high-speed railway station in Shanghai with his bag on his back. Although this trip to Jinling encountered dangers, it also brought great rewards. Not only did he help the police solve the major theft of national treasures, but he also found an orphan Yang Guifei bracelet.

   "Xiao Mo, this way."

  Liu Yingying jumped and waved at the exit.

   "Why did you come to pick me up? Didn't I tell you that as soon as I arrived at the station, I went directly to Gu Yunxuan of Chenghuang Temple?"

   "It's boring to stay in the store, so I'll come to pick you up. Why, you're not happy to be greeted by a beautiful woman?"

   Liu Yingying reached out to pick up the backpack on his body.

  Li Mo pointed to the sun in the sky: "Be careful of getting sunburned."

"cut."

   "It's fine for me to carry it on my own, let's go back." Li Mo stopped a taxi, got in the car and asked with a smile, "You can always tell me about the graduation trip now, right?"

"Xiaomo, things have changed. The graduation trip may be postponed. You won't be angry, right?" Liu Yingying lacked confidence, and she said helplessly, "Grandpa called this morning and said that he will come to the devil in two days. I lived for a while. I thought I haven’t seen him for half a year, and it’s not good that we’re not here when he comes.”

   "Master is coming!"

  Li Mo didn't mean to blame her, the old master came to Shanghai, and his disciple and grandson couldn't leave to travel chicly.

"It's not your fault." Liu Yingying rolled her eyes and said, "You are promising now, and my dad will report your affairs to grandpa every now and then. No, after our college entrance examination, he thinks it won't affect our studies anymore. I can't stay at home anymore."

   "How can you blame me for this? If you want to blame it, you should also blame Master. If it weren't for his good teaching, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Come on, I used to think the same way, but now it seems that my dad's ability to appraise treasures is only half a bottle of water, shaking it every time. Every day in front of the bosses in Antique Street, it seems that he is the golden eye Like."

   "You haven't moved to the new house yet, and you will live in my house first when Shigong comes."

   "No, my grandfather won't agree, let him live in my bedroom then."

   "Then where do you live?"

   Liu Yingying turned her head to look at him, then suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch and twist his flawless face and whispered, "What do you think?"

  The little girl had strong hands, and Li Mo gasped.

   "Understood, I will clean up the bedroom for you today."

   "You are smart."

  . . . . . .

  Business at Gu Yunxuan is very good today. When Li Mo and the others arrived, there were several people inside picking out porcelain. Liu Chuanqing was very busy, and when he saw him appear in time, he quickly gave him a wink to let him come along.

   "Help me get my bag to the backyard room."

   Li Mo is already familiar with doing business, and the master and apprentice have been busy until half past twelve before sending away the last wave of customers.

   "Master, these few orders today can almost catch up with the previous month's business."

Liu Chuanqing grinned and said, "Who in the Town God's Temple now doesn't know that our Gu Yunxuan has a golden eye, as long as you want to buy porcelain, no matter who you ask, the first shop they point you to is probably our Gu Yun Xuan. Now you are the movable type signboard of our store, and people believe in this."

   "Dad, I have suspended business, let's have lunch first."

   "Xiao Mo, you have already graduated from high school, so it's fine if you don't drink liquor, let's have a few beers with Master."

   "Eating skewers yesterday probably ruined my stomach. I just calmed down for a while. I can't drink any wine today."

   "I don't know the magical effect of wine if I haven't drunk it. It's alright, you and Yingying have more meals. Today I bought your favorite Gongtingji stewed vegetables."

   Liu Yingying said in amazement: "Dad, I obviously queued up for half an hour to buy those stewed vegetables, how did you buy them?"

  Liu Chuanqing stared, and asked unconvinced: "Who paid for it?"

"You."

   "That's it. The process is not important. The important thing is the beginning and the ending." Liu Chuanqing hummed a little tune proudly, and the little girl followed behind and stomped her feet angrily.

  During eating, Liu Yingying suddenly said: "Dad, grandpa is coming over in two days. I made an agreement with Xiaomo to stay at his house for a while."

  Liu Chuanqing drank a sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "When you live in Xiaomo's house, you should work harder and do more housework."

   "Comrade Liu, do you think I'm that kind of lazy person?"

   "Anyway, not diligent enough."

  The battle between the father and daughter was about to ignite, Li Mo hurriedly interrupted and said: "Master, Yingying, do you know what treasure I found in Jinling this time?"

   Sure enough, Liu Yingying asked curiously: "What treasure is this time?"

   "An orphan in the world, a Yang Guifei bracelet."

  Liu Chuanqing swallowed a sip of white wine, his eyes widened a bit, he heard right, there was actually a Yang Guifei bracelet.

   "What's the situation, tell me quickly."

   While eating, Li Mo narrated the process of discovery and identification, especially when it came to those unlucky experiences.

   "Xiaomo, after hearing what you said, the Yang Guifei bracelet is still a bit evil?"

   "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't."

  Li Mo relayed a very philosophical sentence.

   "When will the Concubine Yang bracelet be on public display?"

   "It should be soon. There will be a press conference of academic research results in the next few days, and there will definitely be a detailed introduction on the Internet. Master, in the afternoon, I will go buy some of his favorite drink, Taiping Houkui."

   "Xiao Mo, I'll go with you."

   After lunch, Li Mo and Liu Yingying took a taxi to the tea market. There is also a tea store here in Chenghuangmiao, but they went to buy it once before, and the quality of the tea was shoddy. Since then, they have always gone to the tea market to buy tea.

  In the tea market, there is an old brand called "Wuwanchang". The boss himself said that this sign was handed down in the late Qing Dynasty and has a history of a hundred years. Li Mo can only sneer at the century-old history that the boss said, but it is undeniable that all the teas sold in it are clearly classified into each category and grade, and the prices are different.

  Businessmen sell clearly, and customers buy clearly.

   Li Mo took a taxi for 20 minutes to the tea market just because of this.

  The tea market is relatively large. As soon as you walk in, the refreshing tea aroma seems to condense in the air, and you will feel happier after taking a few more sips.

   "Xiao Mo, that stall is so strange."

  Liu Yingying pulled Li Mo down, and pointed to a booth not in front of a tea shop. There was only one thing on that stall, which looked like coins covered with copper rust.

   Sitting next to the booth was an old man. While smoking a cigarette, he casually spit out smoke rings, expanding and spreading in mid-air.

   It's quite strange, what he sells are coins, regardless of whether they are real or not, at least you should go to a place like Antique Street to set up a stall is the best choice.

  You run to the door of the tea shop to set up a stall, is it considered an act of soy sauce?

   "Go over and see what coin it is?"

  Li Mo walked over and took a closer look. Those coins covered with green rust were stuck together, and the surface was still stained with dried soil, as if they had been pulled out from some cellar.

   "Young man, if you like it, pick one and go back to play with it. It's very cheap here, with an average price of 30 yuan a piece."

  The stall owner took a few puffs of cigarettes and stared at him. After finally meeting someone who was interested, he naturally wouldn't let him go easily.

   "I'm not particularly interested in coins or ancient coins, I just want to take a look at them."

   Li Mo lost interest immediately after sweeping his eyes. It is too obvious to be old and fake, so it is no wonder that he does not go to the Antique Street to set up a stall. With this level of fraud, it may not be possible to fool one stall in a year.

  (end of this chapter)