Merchant of the Underworld

Li Mazi received a total of two million from the human bone necklace business.

He borrowed another five hundred thousand from me, contacted a major hospital in the United States, and took his son to see a doctor.

I stay at the antique store every day, bored.

Yin Xinyue calls me basically every day, and occasionally visits me to ask me to treat her to dinner or something.

I really don't understand this girl. What does she mean? There are hanging silks like mine all over the street. She won’t really fall in love with me, right?

I felt it was necessary to distance myself from her, otherwise I would get deeper and deeper into trouble, and I would definitely be the one who got hurt in the end.

After all, she is in the entertainment industry and often has no control over her. The possibility of us getting together is very slim.

But what can we do to distance ourselves from her? It’s so hurtful to say it clearly, and I feel like I still lack practice when it comes to love.

Yin Xinyue came again that day, and brought some autographed CDs from celebrities. She smiled and said that hanging them in an antique shop would definitely increase my popularity.

I laughed and said that what I fear most in this store is popularity. After all, all I want to collect are yin objects. Yin objects can only be preserved in an environment with strong yin energy. It is not good if the popularity is high.

Yin Xinyue still didn't believe it.

But she was kind-hearted after all, so I kept all the signed CDs...

Yin Xinyue took the initiative to stay for lunch at noon, and she didn't want to go to the restaurant, so she insisted on me cooking for her. I had no choice but to put on an apron and become a woman for once.

A plate of stir-fried green vegetables, a mushroom stew, and a Kung Pao chicken. In my opinion, the most ordinary meal, but Yin Xinyue tasted it like a five-star hotel. He kept praising me for my good craftsmanship, and it would be great if I could eat it for the rest of my life.

My heart skipped a beat. She was obviously expressing her love to me tactfully. How should I answer?

Fortunately, business came to the door at this moment, and the awkward atmosphere was relieved.

A guy in his sixties, dressed as a farmer, holding a black bundle stood at the door of the shop, looking furtively inside. After seeing me, he walked in a little embarrassedly: "Excuse me, do you collect antiques here?"

I quickly said I would accept it.

The old farmer nodded immediately: "I have a little thing here, how much is it worth?"

After saying that, he walked into the store.

Yin Xinyue saw that some business was coming to her door, so she quickly cleared away the dishes on the table. Unexpectedly, such a noble beauty also has a thrifty and house-keeping side.

The old farmer put the black baggage on the table, and then carefully untied it: "This is a treasure passed down from my family! My eldest grandson is sick and urgently needs a sum of money for surgery. But my family is poor, and I was forced to have no other way out. Thinking about giving away the treasure."

I smiled very cooperatively.

I knew that this old farmer was most likely just faking it, so I wondered, how could anyone still use this old-fashioned deception in this age? Probably an outsider.

Since you are an outsider, it is easier to talk.

The black bag was opened, and inside were some old newspapers. The newspapers were all black and seemed to have signs of burning.

I don’t know what this old farmer was thinking, but he really made a fool of himself by pretending to be poor. I can even get such a shabby newspaper. In terms of details, I give it ninety-nine points.

But when the old farmer unfolded all the newspapers, my eyes suddenly became intense.

Under the newspaper, there is actually a small green hexagonal lamp!

At first glance, you can tell that this lamp is carved from a whole piece of ancient jade. The entire lamp has a delicate texture, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time. Only the handle of the lamp was worn black, but this further revealed how unusual this lamp was.

Regardless of whether it is a fake or not, at least I can guarantee that this thing is worth something.

However, as an antique dealer, I still have the basic common sense of expressing joy without expressing it. I tried my best to suppress my inner excitement, and picked up the small lamp and observed it carefully.

As soon as he touched the small lamp, a warm feeling flowed from his fingers into his whole body. This feels right, and the appearance is right. Could it be that an old farmer was desperate and took out his family heirloom? Does God really take care of me like this?

I studied it over and over again, but in the end I couldn't find anything fishy at all.

I immediately had two thoughts. Either this lamp was made by an expert and it was fake enough to look real. This old farmer's performance could win an Oscar. Or I just got really lucky and came across something that is a national treasure.

In my impression, I have seen similar small lamps in Xi'an Museum.

It was an ancient jade lamp unearthed during the Warring States Period. During the Warring States Period, jade carving work had just begun to be emphasized, so the lamp was considered the first handicraft lamp in human history, with a market price of no less than tens of millions!

Although the lamp in my hand is no older than the Warring States Period, it is at least from the Pre-Qin period. According to my judgment, if it is genuine, it would still cost five to six million.

Of course, I don’t rule out the possibility of eye-punching.

But even if it is a fake, it can still sell for five or six hundred thousand, which is an opportunity for me!

"Boss, how are you doing?" The old farmer looked at me anxiously: "How much do you think it's worth?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "The handle of this lamp has turned black. Is it oxidized? Have you ever seen ancient jade oxidized?"

The old farmer quickly explained: "This is not oxidation. There was a fire in my house and I accidentally burned it, so it turned a little black."

I chuckled and said, "Old man, the blackness caused by the fire can be wiped away by rubbing it with your hands. But can you wipe it off?"

The old farmer blushed a little and smiled awkwardly. He seemed to be really in a hurry for money. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, I don't understand your business. What is oxidized and not oxidized? Let me ask you, how much is this worth?"

I looked at the old farmer and said, "Please give me a price! Of course, I'm either interested in your stuff, or I think it's difficult for you and want to help you."

The old farmer was a little moved and said, "How about one hundred thousand yuan?"

I smiled and put the jade lantern back: "Uncle, let me introduce you to a newly opened store. The boss is a newbie and is out of stock. I believe I can sell it at a good price. Turn left when you go out, thank you... …”

The old farmer was really fooled: "Boss, I really don't understand the price you set. If it's similar, I'll sell it. My eldest grandson is still in the operating room waiting for the money."

I grabbed his hand and found that his hands were covered with calluses, and I couldn't bear to kill him.

But I can't give a high price. Once I give a high price, he will definitely think it is a good thing and will definitely continue to bargain. By then, it won't be something that can be solved with 100,000 yuan.

I gritted my teeth and said fifty thousand yuan. I don't care about this little money. Anyway, I donate no less than hundreds of thousands to the Red Cross every year. This little money will be regarded as my donation to the Red Cross.

Unexpectedly, the old farmer readily agreed.

After giving the money, he left in a hurry.

At this time, Yin Xinyue carefully took the jade lantern in her hand and admired it: "Brother, tell me the truth, how much is this thing worth?"

I smiled: "I'm not sure, let's see the market situation! At least we can guarantee that we won't lose money."

Yin Xinyue casually threw the jade lantern to me: "It's boring. I really thought you were caring and donated 50,000 yuan."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you too pure? How do you know that old farmer is not a liar? This industry is very risky. Just a slap in the face can make you lose all your money. Do you believe it or not?"

Yin Xinyue nodded and said I believe it. When you go bankrupt one day, how about I take care of you?

After she finished speaking, she blushed and realized that she had spoken a little too freely, so she quickly made an excuse and left.

And I started admiring this jade lamp again. If this thing is real, then I did make a fortune this time, and the profit is no less than that made from ghost objects.

When I think of femininity, my heart suddenly skips a beat!

To be honest, my store usually does not accept antiques, the main items are still feminine objects.

There are so many shops on the antique street, but the old farmer chose me. Is there anything strange in this?

I immediately went out to inquire around, and then I found out that the old farmer had not even consulted in other stores. I became even more uneasy and went straight to my house as soon as I got up. That old guy obviously had some evil intentions!

It is possible that they found out in advance that I specialize in collecting vaginal objects here, so they came to me on purpose. If that's the case, I really have to be careful. He didn't tell me the truth because he was worried that I wouldn't accept this evil thing after knowing the truth.

There's only one kind of evil thing that I can't resist, and that's something so vicious that it kills people!

I think it's better to get rid of this light as soon as possible.