Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

The so-called pulping refers to a layer of natural luster formed on the surface of ancient artifacts after a long period of time. Not only porcelain, jade, but also ivory carvings, calligraphy and painting will have pulping. thick.

However, it is extremely difficult and ambiguous to rely on the pulp to determine the age, because the formation of the pulp is not as obvious as other real evidence, and it will be affected by multiple natural conditions. Generally, only experts in antique appraisal can judge by the pulp. The authenticity of the age, and the antique appraisal industry depends on seniority, and those with high seniority will not be too young.

Dong Qian, who was in front of him, was so young that he concluded that, in the eyes of the connoisseurs around him, it was almost like a child's wild talk. Everyone tried their best to identify the pulp on the porcelain, but no one could tell. So, of course, it has not been able to identify the authenticity from other places.

The boss is also a shrewd person. Seeing the hesitant faces of so many people on the scene, he is more confident. Looking at Dong Qian at the bottom of the steps, he said, "Young man, what you say is false is false, and there must be someone present to believe it. "

The authenticity of this antique is no better than that of a money detector. Who would believe what such an unknown and stunned young man said.

But at this moment, a few more voices came from outside the crowd, "Haha, we believe what our young master said, Qianye, what are you doing here with the old hooligan."

"Whoever you call a hooligan, you..." After the boss's originally rising anger saw the person coming, the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat.

I saw the crowd separated, and two young men came out from inside. They were very fair looking, with some hippie smiling faces. As soon as they saw Dong Qian, the two rushed up and hugged each other's arms, "Master Qian, you It can be regarded as coming out, and I want to kill you."

Out? Seeing the strange gazes of the people around him, Dong Qian kicked them flying and scolded with laughter, "Fuck you, I'm a serious soldier, I'll tell you what to say, it's just right, do you know the grandson above, little one? It's only been a year since my grandfather appeared, so people despise him."

Dong Qian and the two were obviously acquainted with each other, and their words were not polite. The three of them were a hooligan with a grandson, and the boss above was mad enough.

"Manager Xiao, shopkeeper An, are these your friends?" Ting Yuzhai's boss was quite polite at this time.

Everyone on this street knows that the business of Antique Street is the best now, and the people who are most taken care of are not those with the surname Meng, but the five or six outsiders who were sent by the gang. It is said that they used to go underground. His name is very loud, and now Jinpen Handwashing has been dug over by the Meng family's patriarch to take over. That antique is just a glance, and its level is only slightly inferior to that of the Meng family's genius patriarch.

It can be said that on this street, Xiao Yun and An Ran are more authoritative than the management center.

So at this time, seeing Dong Qian and a few people getting acquainted, the boss's first impression was that it was not very good.

Xiao Yun didn't even look at him, patted Dong Qian on the shoulder, and said in a loud voice, "This is our young master Dong Qian, as long as objects on the ground and underground come to his hands, two fingers touch it, the year There is no escape, and questioning his words can only show that your kung fu is not at home."

At this time, An Ran also saw the clue, picked up the porcelain from the ground, and caught a glimpse of a delicate-looking girl standing beside him. He turned his attention to the tile, looked at it for a few moments, and threw it on the ground, disdainfully, "You dare to bring back this kind of stuff to fool people, Boss Meng, why don't you let your master come out to judge and let him see it too. See if it's true?"

An Ran is a fox, smiling when she talks, but she will stab at other people's sore spots.

Boss Meng's face became stiff immediately after being threatened by this, and he laughed dryly, "Hehe, the owner of the house is usually busy, so there is no need to trouble his old man. Since this brother Dong Qian is your friend, That must be true, I was also slapped for this thing, a misunderstanding, I am willing to refund the full amount to this gentleman, there is no need to make a big fuss, don't you think?"

Dong Qian raised his eyebrows and wanted to push back on the spot, but he was from the Meng family. He squinted at Song Ye and asked her what she meant. The latter nodded, indicating that it should not be a big deal, so he pouted. Pointing to the person concerned, "An Ran, follow him in and watch the money and goods clear, don't let anyone take advantage."

An Ran nodded with a smirk, and then went in and raised tens of thousands of dollars before the bitter master could react.

"Thank you, thank you, these tens of thousands of dollars are all my belongings, and the money I bought for my old father's heirlooms. If it weren't for you, I would..." The man in ordinary clothes thanked tens of thousands of dollars and said The voice behind was choked up. Tens of thousands of yuan in this era is a huge sum of money for ordinary people.

"Hey, you're welcome. Besides, it's not me that you want to thank, but you who want to save her." Dong Qian swayed his hands and pointed to Ding Li's side.

A few people looked over, and what they saw was Song Ye. She was standing there in a green gauze dress, as beautiful as a painting.

"Master Qian, this is..." An Ran took a risk and didn't mention it, and didn't dare to say the pronouns behind it.

"Oh, little one, she is Song Ye, who introduced you to open the shop, my comrade-in-arms, hehe." Dong Qianliang let out a white tooth, which is quite honorable for Song Ye's identity as a comrade-in-arms.

Xiao Yun and An Ran next to him were stunned, "The Song Ye you said earlier was a woman?" They kept hearing Dong Qian praise how powerful Song Ye was, but they didn't expect it to be a woman.

"Cough, this is a long story, in short, you just remember that it is her." Dong Qian didn't know how to explain it, so he rubbed his nose to confuse him.

The two people here greeted Song Ye and said some words of thanks.

After that, the man also followed up to thank him and said a lot of words, showing that his nature was also very honest.

Song Ye waved his hand and simply said a few words to him, and then followed Xiao Yun and An Ran into the shop in the middle of Antique Street.

"The five or six shops here are all run by a few of our brothers. Meng Shao is a generous person. The other people have gone to stock up. Today, just a few of us have a good meal. Miss Song, we are also famous for a long time. Find a chance to thank you." An Ran spoke, and finally the words fell on Song Ye.

The latter was talking on the phone, his eyebrows were a little cold, and his tone of voice was not good, "It's me, I'm in the Yuwen Pavilion in the middle of Antique Street, come over here."

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Xiao Yu, who came out of the back hall. She frowned and looked at An Ran's good-natured greeting, but Song Ye seemed to be ignoring her on the phone, and her first impression of the girl was very bad.