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Volume 1: First Emergence Chapter 67: Jokes in the Antique Trading Market

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    Update time: 2012-11-23

    Xu Jingkai, holding the mid-level magic weapon that Wang Ke had secretly absorbed in his hand, regarded it as a treasure and hurriedly returned to his antique shop. When he found that his father was accompanied by two men in suits and leather jackets, his temperament  When he was an extraordinary middle-aged man, he shouted with joy on his face without even thinking: "Dad, I just picked up a treasure, a mid-level magic weapon. Haha I found the mid-level magic weapon and spent 10,000  You can buy it for just one block.¡±

    As he spoke, he raised the black plastic bag in his hand with a proud look on his face.

    Xu Shichang, the owner of this antique shop, is also Xu Jingkai¡¯s father.

    Hearing his son's cry of joy, Xu Shichang's expression froze for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. He didn't care to greet the two guests anymore, and strode to Xu Jingkai's side, reached out and grabbed the black plastic bag in his hand, and said in a deep voice  Asked: "Are you telling the truth? How can you prove that it contains a mid-level magic weapon? Can you identify the mid-level magic weapon now?"

    Xu Jingkai said proudly: "Of course I am sure, Dad, do you still remember Mr. He from the antique market, right? He is the Feng Shui master who has reached the realm of Onmyoji. Just now he was willing to bid 200,000 for this piece of mine.  I didn¡¯t even agree with the mid-level magic weapon. He said that this was a mid-level magic weapon, and there were many people vying to buy it at that time. One person even offered a million. I priced this mid-level magic weapon at  At least 1.2 million, so I didn¡¯t agree to sell it. No, I¡¯ll take it back for you to see, and then it¡¯s up to you to decide what to do with this mid-level magic weapon.¡±

    He Lao?

    Does anyone else offer one million?

    Xu Shichang believed his son's words in an instant. He was very familiar with Mr. He and even had a little friendship with the old man. Naturally, he knew what Mr. He was like. What he said should not be false.  .

    What's more, there are others who bid one million. If it wasn't a mid-level magic weapon, who would be so stupid as to give a price of one million?

    With excitement and satisfaction, Xu Shichang quickly opened the black plastic bag, reached out and took out the mid-level magic weapon, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

    Xu Jingkai stood happily in front of his father, thinking happily: Yesterday, he was tricked by Wang Ke and ended up losing 150,000 yuan. At that time, his father Xu Shichang scolded him bloody.  Now that I have picked up a mid-level magic weapon, I am afraid that my father will not only ignore his previous mistakes, but also praise me severely, right?

    With a smile on his face, Xu Jingkai, who was waiting for his father's praise, waved his hand to the clerk in the shop and shouted: "Hurry up and pour me a cup of tea. Didn't you see that I missed a good treasure? I just talked to that boss  Bargaining the price is almost drying up."

    Xu Shichang looked at the antiques in front of him. As time went by, his original expression of excitement and satisfaction slowly disappeared, replaced by strong anger. The object in front of him looked like a real magic weapon, but with the help of many years of  His experience told him that the object in front of him was definitely not a magic weapon, because every time he touched the magic weapon, he would feel a special feeling after carefully feeling it.

    But now, he doesn't feel that special feeling.

    Turning to look at his proud son Xu Jingkai, Xu Shichang asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure this is a magic weapon? Why can't I see that this is an intermediate magic weapon? Is it because I have a problem with my eyesight?"

    He was a little unsure. After all, the ones he had come into contact with before were all elementary magic weapons. For the identification of intermediate magic weapons, this was the first time for a eldest daughter to get on the sedan chair.

    Xu Jingkai said matter-of-factly: "Of course it is a mid-level magic weapon. Otherwise, others would offer one million yuan? And Mr. He said that this should be a mid-level magic weapon. Otherwise, how could he be willing to buy this mid-level magic weapon?"  A magical weapon?"

    Xu Shichang fell into silence. After a long while, he said: "Follow me to see Mr. Rong. He is an Onmyoji. He should be able to identify whether this is a mid-level magic weapon."

    It was only then that Xu Jingkai realized that something was wrong with his father's expression, and confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

    Is there something unexpected?

    Father, he has been engaged in the antiques and magical artifact business for so many years. Couldn¡¯t he see that this is a magical artifact?

    After thinking for a moment, he thought of a possibility, that is, his father had not been exposed to the mid-level magic weapon before, so he could not identify this mid-level magic weapon.

    "Dad! Don't look for Rong Lao. This is definitely a mid-level magic weapon. Don't you even believe in your son?" Xu Jingkai shook his head and said with a smile.

    Xu Shichang ignored Xu Jingkai, but turned around and strode towards the door.

    Xu Jingkai was stunned. His father's distrustful look made him feel depressed. He was about to walk out of the store just before he saw him.? Xu Jingkai could only helplessly chase after him, not even taking a sip of the tea brought by the waiter in the shop.

    Two minutes later, Xu Shichang led Xu Jingkai into the door of another store not far from his own store.

    "Mr. Rong, I have an item here. The boy Jingkai just bought it from outside. Mr. He from Qingweiju said it is an intermediate magical weapon. Please take a look! Is this an intermediate weapon?  Magical weapon?" After Xu Shichang found the owner of the shop, Rong Lao, he straightforwardly explained his purpose and handed over the mid-level magic weapon that had lost its spiritual energy.

    Rong Lao, whose real name is Rong Fei, is an Onmyoji-level Feng Shui master in the Feng Shui world. He is also a figure like Taishan Beidou in the antiques and magic weapon world. He has a high reputation in the antique trading market in Changji City.

    With a hint of curiosity in his eyes, Rong Fei stretched out his hand to take the item in his hand, and smiled at the same time: "I just got news that the mid-level magic weapon I found before was bought by a young man, and someone even made a bid.  I bought it for one million, but the other party was not willing to sell it. It turned out that the child was Jingkai! Yes, yes, it turned out to be a tiger father with no dog son."

    There was a smile on Xu Jingkai's lips. There were many customers in the shop at this time. Many people could hear his father and Rong Fei's words clearly, which satisfied his vanity.  Seeing all the customers in the shop gathering around him, he was even more satisfied, and even hoped in his heart that he would be able to sell it at a higher price after getting confirmation from Rong Lao's appraisal results.

    "Rong Lao, is this really a mid-level magic weapon?"

    A regular customer in the store, a middle-aged man in his forties, asked curiously as he looked at the items in Rong Fei's hand.

    After Rong Fei observed it carefully, a look of disappointment appeared on his face, he shook his head and said: "This is not a magic weapon, it is just an ordinary antique."

    In an instant, the entire lobby on the first floor of the store became deathly silent.

    "What? Impossible? This is definitely a mid-level magic weapon. Mr. Rong, are you mistaken?" Xu Jingkai was stunned and suddenly screamed.

    His eyes were shining with disbelief, and he simply could not accept this fact.

    Xu Shichang also asked hastily: "Mr. Rong, have you looked carefully? Is this really not a mid-level magic weapon?"

    Rong Fei's old face showed a firm look, and he nodded and said: "This is indeed not a magic weapon. What's strange is that there is a feng shui formation in this magic weapon, but there is no spiritual energy. It's a pity. It seems  There is something wrong with this antique, and as a result, all the spiritual energy inside has been lost. However, even if it is not a magic weapon, the price should be around 40,000 to 50,000 yuan, which is pretty good."

    40,000 to 50,000?

    Xu Jingkai looked at the item stupidly, as if struck by lightning, and was speechless for a long time.

    At this moment, he suddenly thought of Wang Ke¡¯s last words:

    ¡°Extreme joy brings sorrow!¡±

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away out of joy?

    Xu Jingkai took a deep breath and then said seriously: "Mr. Rong, this thing is really strange. You should know Mr. He, right? Could it be that he also got it wrong? He was willing to offer 200,000 yuan before to buy it.  This thing? How about I go over now and invite Mr. He, and you can take a look at it together and come to a conclusion?"

    A look of surprise appeared on Rong Fei's face, and he said in surprise: "Lao He is actually willing to bid 200,000 yuan? Didn't you lie to me? Even if the price of this thing is the highest, it will never exceed 60,000 yuan! Ordinary people  Being able to offer 40,000 to 50,000 yuan is pretty good. Well, since you said so, I also want to know the reason. You go and call Lao He over, and I will identify it with him."

    Xu Jingkai hurriedly left the store, and twenty minutes later, he came back with Mr. He from before.

    "Haha I'm talking about Lao Rong! You don't even believe me anymore? What this kid bought is definitely a mid-level magic weapon, it can't go wrong!" Before anyone came in, Mr. He also  It was He Qingfeng's laughter that came in.

    Rong Fei took Xu Jingkai's mid-level magic weapon that had been drained of its spiritual energy and walked a few steps toward the door. When he saw He Qingfeng walking in, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but  I don't believe in this antique! You said it was a mid-level magic weapon, but my identification results are different from yours. Putting aside everything else, you can use the aura method to see if there are any nearby.  The spiritual energy fluctuations that an intermediate magical weapon should have."

    He Qingfeng was stunned when he heard the words. After walking to Rong Fei, he concentrated on feeling it for a while, and then his face suddenly turned ugly because he did not feel the spiritual energy fluctuations that mid-level magic weapons should have.

    Although there are indeed spiritual energy fluctuations in the shop, these spiritual energy fluctuations are the intensity that elementary magic weapons should have.?.

    what happened?

    You have clearly felt the spiritual energy fluctuations of the mid-level magic weapon before?

    Why can¡¯t I feel it all of a sudden?

    That¡¯s right!

    This is the item that I appraised before. Why did it become like this in just a short period of time?

    Could it be that your brain was damaged before?  Or was he dreaming before?

    He Qingfeng was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the item. After reaching out to take it, he carefully observed it for a long time before showing a wry smile.

    "Mr. He, is this an intermediate magical weapon?" Xu Jingkai asked eagerly.  He Qingfeng's expression made him feel uneasy, and his heart slowly fell to the bottom as his expression changed.

    He Qingfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing: "It seems that I almost made a big mistake before. Alas, as I get older, my eyesight is so dim that I can't even identify whether it is a magic weapon. It seems that I should wash my hands of myself."  Ah! This is indeed not a magic weapon, let alone an intermediate magic weapon."

    "how so?"

    Xu Jingkai¡¯s heart became extremely cold, and his fists slowly clenched.

    At this moment, he was filled with regret. This was not a magical weapon, so its price would probably drop horribly!

    He didn¡¯t sell it for one million, and now it¡¯s been confirmed that it¡¯s not even a magic weapon, so it¡¯s only worth forty or fifty thousand. This gap makes him feel so distressed that he almost bleeds.

    "Wang Ke, you bastard, it's all because of your damn crow's mouth, my mid-level magic weapon!"

    Xu Jingkai roared with red eyes. Even in front of his father and two other highly respected seniors, he couldn't hold it back.

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