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? Xu Qing now understood that this bottle of pills is indeed good and can help you at critical moments.

"Huzi, what is your name?"

"Liu Menghu."

The two walked out of the forest while chatting. Liu Menghu kept sending Xu Qing to the side of the road, and helped stop a car and let him sit in it. Then he turned around and left.

There is a saying that enemies should be resolved rather than formed. After Xu Qing helped Zhou Xiaozi to untie the acupoints, he felt a sense of relief in his heart. He parked the car at the intersection of Antique Street. He got out of the car with a smile and walked in.

Xu Qing had a strange feeling about the antique street. This is the place where he found his first pot of gold. He started his first business from here. Perhaps it was really destined!

When you walk into the antique street, you hear shouts one after another. It is the peak season now, and there are many people coming here on Taobao, and the vendors are also shouting harder.

Xu Qing walked around the flowers all the way and swept through the stall with his perspective eyes. If he didn't find anything special, he would be too lazy to bend down. In addition, he was still paying attention to someone, Hua Pozi.

"The authentic Han Bashar Jade Cicada, jade holder, cheap and good quality..." A small street stall owner shouted at the top of his voice, holding the jade holder in his hand and shaking the passers-by, as if his stuff was unique.

Jade cicada and jade hold are both used for burial. The ancients valued funerals the most important in the Han Dynasty. After their death, wealthy people like to bury them with jade. There are various names. Jade in their hands is called jade holders, and two pieces of jade cover their eyes is called jade tuck. The jade tuck in their mouths is called jade tuck. The jade tuck contained in the mouth of the deceased is generally carved into the shape of a cicada, which has the meaning of the resurrection of the cicada.

Xu Qing was originally not interested in these burial objects, but when he accidentally glanced at something on the stall, he stopped. It was a piece of jade that was not shining. It looked even more like a lump of earth. Huang Mengmeng was inconspicuous. Not many people believed it.

But Xu Qing clearly saw that there was a layer of undispersed purple gas attached to the potholes on the surface of this piece of jade, which was completely different from what he had seen before. This appearance also aroused his interest and walked over.

"Boss, this is the authentic Han Badao ancient jade. Look, the color is so good, it is definitely the best Hetian jade." When the vendor saw someone coming forward, he immediately started selling the items in his hand enthusiastically, and his face smiled.

Xu Qing touched his nose, half-squatted down, reached out and grabbed a bumpy piece of jade from the stall and asked, "Is this also jade?"

The vendor nodded with certainty and said, "Absolutely, and it is ancient jade, ancient jade from the Han Dynasty."

Xu Qing shook the ancient jade in his hand and said, "How much does it cost?"

The vendor was secretly happy. He knew that this was not an ancient jade at all, at most it was an old piece of jade that was a little old, and it was not worth much money in this way.

"One thousand, very cheap." After saying that, he lowered his voice in a mysterious manner: "If this piece of ancient jade is at least doubled in antique shops in Beijing, it is possible to meet experts two or three times more likely..."

The meaning is very obvious. You have found a bargain, but if you really get it to the antique shop in Beijing, people will spit on you and spit on you.
Chapter completed!