The stall was filled with jade ornaments, and gold and silver ornaments, which could not tell whether it was true or not. There was also a pile of bronze and iron ornaments, which could not tell which dynasty was produced. Luo Kui had always had no sense of gold and silver, and reached out to churn in the bronze and iron that rarely visited, and turned a mother-of-pearl mirror at the bottom. There were traces of a hundred years ago on the mirror, which was obviously an antique. Although the mirror was smooth and smooth, there were mottled green copper rust, the carvings were exquisite and extraordinary. It was an imperial object that came out of the palace, but unfortunately only half of it.

The old man who set up a stall was a person who could understand the hearts of the people. Seeing Luo Kui holding the mother-of-pearl mirror, she knew that she was interested in this thing and said lightly: "The girl's vision is really good. Although this mother-of-pearl mirror is only half a piece, this is a rare object, which has been around for a hundred years. According to legend, it is the love between Princess Yuzhu and Bai Shanglu."

Luo Kui nodded calmly. The names of these two people are really amazing. Not to mention that they are often described in ancient books and vernaculars, people who often come in and out of the brothels know that they have heard a good story about the two reunited through mirrors. Now that we can see the things of the past, we know that this is not just a play, but a past that has actually existed.

"Princess Yuzhu, then isn't this something that came out of the palace? Then I'll be rich." Jing Mo has always been in a sneaky place and squeezed over at some point. He grabbed the bronze mirror with his hand and smacked his lips while looking: "But it's a pity, only half a piece. If it's a whole, it's not guaranteed that it can be sold at a high price."

Luo Kui raised her eyes and glanced at him sideways: "If you are so obsessed with money, God will not be as easy as your wishes as you wish, even if this is a good thing, it will not fall into your hands."

Jing Mo pursed his mouth in discontentment and poked Luo Kui with his elbow, like a stolen mouse, laughing quietly: "You are right no matter what you say, but you always say there is nothing good in Shengze Street. Look, isn't this happening?"

Luo Kui shook her head and smiled, "This kind of thing that is right is mostly something that is hard to come by. You, don't force it to do it if you have no money in your life."

"Ph, pah, pah, Jinghu said, fortune teller said that I have a lot of money in my life and will make a fortune sooner or later. Look, my jade ring is just a treasure?" Jing Mo raised his hand, and a beautiful emerald color swayed between his fingers, and the warm sun was shining, which was dazzling.

Jade is a living creature with aura, beautiful and vibrant, but the so-called jade that he is proud of is just a beautiful dead object. Since Jing Mo put on this ring, Luo Kui knew the truth and falsehood. He has never poked it out just to protect his face. At this moment, she just wanted to cover his hand and his mouth, so that she could save herself from losing her at home, and then ran here to see her eyes.

But obviously the old man was more clear-headed and he spoke lazily: "The little old man is a little ugly, can he look at him with a look?"

Jing Mo hurriedly took off and handed it over to show off. The old man only glanced at it and teased: "This ring is definitely not a jadeite. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

"Try it, how to try it? Will you compensate if you fail?" The ring cost a lot of money to Jing Mo, so naturally he refused to give someone a try easily. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the ring back, the old man laughed.

The old man's eyes were bright and his laughter was firm: "Of course, if the trial fails, the old man will compensate you."

Hearing this, Jing Mo retracted his hand. He made some calculations and realized that this was a matter of no capital and nodded and agreed.

The old man smiled, then took out a fire note and lit it, burned it on the jade ring for a while, and the ring instantly turned black and yellow, and a disgusting stench emanated.

Jing Mo's face suddenly changed, and his heart was as if he had fallen into a snow nest. It was cold to the end. No matter how he was ignorant, he knew clearly what jade should look like when it came to fire. He secretly regretted it in his heart and shouldn't be clever. But then he thought about it again and he had made plans to benefit both. If it was indeed jade, it would naturally grow his ambition and destroy the majesty of others. If it was not jade, he could say that the finger test was broken, which not only regained the face but also extorted money. Then now he just needs to find some remarks.

Seeing Jing Mo silent, the old man smiled contemptuously but confidently, put out the fire note, picked up a broken cup with clear water on the ground, and threw the blackened ring in. After a while, a green color oozed out from the ring, hovering in the water, dyeing the colorless into clear water, and the ring became a transparent colorless thing, but the color of the burned black spot did not change much.

Luo Kui couldn't help but complain about God's cruelty towards Jing Mo, and was also a little grateful for God's cruelty. He often said that he would not reveal his wealth. On the one hand, he was afraid of bringing too much money to kill himself, and on the other hand, he was afraid of revealing fake goods and causing a joke to know the goods.

In this way, God was cruel to him but also had a homesickness. He knew that he could never hide his affairs and money. Therefore, for his safety, he never gave him a fortune, but it made him lose face repeatedly because of fake goods, which shows that God is not kind.

There was a noise in the crowd, and Jing Mo suddenly felt cold, his face turned from blue to white, and from white to red, but in order to regain his face, he blurted out without thinking: "You old man, burn my finger, you." Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered with his hand, leaving only the whimpering muttering sounds, Luo Kui sighed in his ear: "Shut up, don't be embarrassed."

"Luokui, Luokui, is this bronze mirror really a treasure?" Unexpectedly, someone pushed her shoulders, Luokui let go of Jing Mo who was struggling constantly. When she looked back, she saw that the half of the mother-of-pearl mirror had been taken into her hand by Qu Lian, and her eyes were also burning.

Qu Lian is in a wealthy family and never lacks money, but her eyes are still so hot when facing valuable things. It can be seen that this money tempts anyone the same and has nothing to do with the rich and poor. If she uses silver notes to make clothes, even the ugly clothes in the world will be rushing to wear them.

Luo Kui smiled and nodded, but stared at Jing Mo's eyes: "It's true that it's a treasure, but it's a pity that half of it is missing. If you can find the remaining half, Jing Mo, you can buy a house and move out. I can save worry and don't have to argue with you all day long."

Jing Mo was immediately happy and grinned and couldn't stop his ears. Even the back teeth were exposed. He had long thrown the embarrassment of the jade ring to the sky, snatched the mother-of-pearl mirror and held it tightly, his eyes wide open as bright as a gold ingot, completely forgot that the mother-of-pearl mirror was not his.

Seeing this, Luo Kui sighed silently, and his virtue was promoted to the extreme by him.

"Old man, how much does this half of your mother-of-pearl mirror cost?" After a while of happiness, Jing Mo came to his senses and asked, but his hand was still holding the bronze mirror tightly, and he had already determined that this thing would be taken into his pocket.

The old man paused, narrowed his eyes and looked at the rising sun. His eyes were calculating. He raised his fingers and shook them. He opened a large price of 200 taels of snow-patterned silver. He spoke with a rumor that this thing was his family's treasure. If he weren't poor, he would never have taken it out and sold it. The pretended expression was clearly about to knock it hard. Jing Mo's heart and lungs must have been hurt for a few days.

Two hundred taels are not a small amount, enough for a family of ten to spend all year round. Even if Jing Mo spends countless money on weekdays and is big, he will never dare to spend such a large sum of money to buy a useless thing. He can only grit his teeth and stamp his feet and cry out in pain. His eyes are red and he yells at the sky and roar: "Old man, you, you are robbing money."

"Hey, you guys, doing business is about your love and my will. If you can't afford it, get out of here." The old man sneered disdainfully, his erotic expression was no less than Jing Mo, and he did not give in at all.

Qu Lian wanted to help Jing Mo, but because she was from a wealthy family, she knew nothing about the bargaining matter. She pulled Luo Kui's sleeve and whispered: "Luo Kui, just help Jing Mo."

Luo Kui is good at the market, so bargaining is naturally a piece of cake, but she deliberately doesn't help, and she just raised her eyes and chuckled, "Why don't you watch such a good show? I won't help you, and you won't bother me to watch the show."

Qu Lian had no choice but to stand by and look at each other with her arms around her.

When Jing Mo faced such valuable objects, he naturally refused to let go easily. After a contest with the old man, Jing Mo finally had something to ask for and was defeated and obediently took out the money and left. He was so painful that he never said anything.

Luo Kui curled her eyebrows and eyes like a crescent moon and laughed: "Jing Mo, I bought half of my royal treasure for 200 taels, you won't lose."

Jing Mo rolled his eyelids and could hear the cold grinding of teeth: "Luokui, if you look away, look at me, look at me..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Luokui's fist that was barely exposed to his cuffs. With a slight sway, he swallowed the words back, and his originally fair face turned purple and red.

Luo Kui raised her eyebrows slightly, and her lips raised her smile as if she was smiling: "What are you going to do? Tell me out, and tell me out, so that I can think of a solution."

"I, I'll go back and draw a talisman to curse you." Jing Moya Gener chuckled and said with hatred.

"Do you know how to draw talismans? You'll just wait until you learn how to draw talismans before you say it." Luo Kui curled her lips disdainfully and ran away.

"Shui Luokui, at the age of 18, how about writing a bride notice? A bride notice is posted all over the streets and alleys of Qingzhou." He had a plan and knew where Luokui's weakness was. He smiled faintly and ran away from her.

"You dare..." Luo Kui was angry and embarrassed, her face turned red, and she chased after her with anger.

On the way home, I passed a lotus pond. In summer, I had lotus leaves and red lotus all over the sky, but at this time there were no lotus to appreciate, only lotus leaves floating on the water surface, like pieces of green jade, which looked very beautiful.

"Jing Mo, can you help me pick some lotus leaves to make tea?" Standing by the lotus pond, Qu Lian's eyes shining brightly, looking at Jing Mo said with a smile.

"This, I don't know how to water, I'm afraid of drowning..." Jing Mo's face turned pale, but he looked back and kept winking at Luo Kui, hinting that she would say something to help her.
Chapter completed!