Chapter 183

"Young students, listen to the old man's advice, it is really not worth so much money."

The old man couldn't suppress his unreasonable compassion, and persuaded him again.

Facing the focused eyes in front of him, the old man thought that his thoughts before coming here seemed a little redundant.

Shen Yunfeng smiled, withdrew his eyes, asked the old man to wait a moment, and quickly walked into the quiet room behind the Bogu rack.

Soon, it will come out.

"Grandpa, this is 50000 yuan, you can check."

Shen Yunfeng put the five thick stacks of bundled red bills in front of the old man, and handed over the banknote detector by the way.

"There's no need to check," the old man didn't pick up the banknote detector Shen Yunfeng handed over, glanced at the five stacks of money stacked neatly on the counter, and smiled reluctantly, "I just don't believe you, can't you trust the signboard of Hengxing Antique Store ?"

Shen Yunfeng laughed, and gently sandwiched the opened receipt into the stack of banknotes.

The old man slowly took out a plastic bag from his pocket, put the money into it one by one, and finally folded the receipt carefully and stuffed it into the pocket of his close-fitting clothes.

The plastic bag was tied casually and carried in his hand.

"Young students, may I ask, why do you insist on buying this board with no research value?" The old man finally asked, "For you people, you don't want to give away antiques with no research value or historical value. you"

"Old man, in fact, I was also entrusted by someone," Shen Yunfeng said casually, "A regular customer asked us to keep an eye on him, and we will accept this kind of board when we come across it."

"As for the specific use, to be honest, I'm more curious than you."

Shen Yunfeng really didn't have any hope for his own reason. Fortunately, after hearing this, the old man just said "oh", nodded, and walked slowly towards the door.

"Grandpa, there is an umbrella in the store, I'll get you one." Shen Yunfeng walked out of the counter and said looking at the back of the old man.

"No need, I see, the snow is about to stop." The old man waved his hands without looking back, and replied lightly.

Shen Yunfeng took two quick steps, opened the store door for the old man, and found that the heavy snow that was still rolling just now really showed signs of stopping.

"Old man, the road is slippery, you"

"Silence, do you know?"

The old man suddenly made a sound, interrupting Shen Yunfeng.

Eyes, but kept looking at the snow that was getting smaller and smaller.

"Yes, my previous boss," Shen Yunfeng said without any hesitation, "He opened an antique shop called Tianbaozhai, and I was an apprentice in his shop when I graduated from university."

The old man nodded, still not looking at Shen Yunfeng, as if waiting for Shen Yunfeng to finish speaking.

"Hey, later, he left Hanzhong for unknown reasons." Shen Yunfeng smiled wryly, "Old man, do you know about silence? He still owes me half a month's wages."

"Oh!"

"I said, I went to look for him in the morning. The store is still the same, but the name has changed, and the boss has also changed."

The old man seemed more helpless than Shen Yunfeng, but he didn't move his feet.

Shen Yunfeng had no choice but to stand on the steps with him.

One old and one young, stuck in the snow, no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took, the old man broke the silence first, and said lightly: "Young student, if you meet Silence, I will help you recover the wages he owes you."

"Hahaha, thank you in advance." Shen Yunfeng smiled.

His eyes looked at a blurry figure approaching in the distance.

"gone!"

The old man glanced at Shen Yunfeng, with a slight smile on his slender face, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the gate of the market.

"alright."

Shen Yunfeng agreed, watched the old man walk more than ten steps, then stamped his feet, and wiped off the snow on the soles of his shoes on the doormat at the door.

"Going deep into Baoshan and returning empty-handed, the ancients met each other and did not know each other"

The thin figure of the old man gradually receded, and an erratic voice clearly entered Shen Yunfeng's ears through the unhurried falling snow.

Shen Yunfeng's heart trembled, if it wasn't for the vague figure just now standing in front of him, he could hardly resist chasing after the old man whose figure had disappeared.

"Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"

Yuan Dongliang panted heavily like a bear, turned his head to look at Shen Yunfeng and found it.

In my eyes, except for the white snow, it is still snow.

"Oh, I didn't see anything." Shen Yunfeng suppressed his beating heart and let Yuan Dongliang into the store.

Yuan Dongliang let out an "oh", rubbed the snow on the soles of his shoes, and stepped in with one step.

"In order to hurry up, I fell several times." He muttered.

Shen Yunfeng smiled, followed behind Yuan Dongliang, and when he closed the store door, he gave a hard look in the direction the old man left.

Even, the perspective function of the eyes is used.

Still, nothing.

"How could what he said just now be exactly the same as the last words left by grandpa when he was dying?"

Shen Yunfeng closed the shop door slowly, still in deep shock.

"Brother Feng, which one is your teacup?"

Yuan Dongliang nestled in the chair and asked in an urn.

"It's on your left." Shen Yunfeng wondered why Yuan Dongliang asked such a question, but told the truth.

"Oh." Yuan Dongliang responded, poured boiling water into Shen Yunfeng's teacup, then picked up the teacup and blew while drinking.

Shen Yunfeng shook his head speechlessly, walked over to put the old man's teacup into the quiet room, and washed it with his hands.

Also took the opportunity to calm down.

"Did you bring something?" He walked out of the quiet room, sat next to Yuan Dongliang, and asked.

"That must be done," Yuan Dongliang didn't care about the way Shen Yunfeng looked at him, "Drink your hot tea to warm up your body."

While speaking, he stuffed his hand into the mink and took out a bulging cloth bag, handing it to Shen Yunfeng, "Brother Feng, I made seven of them in total, and I brought them all for you."

Shen Yunfeng nodded, poured seven pieces of gold inlaid jade onto the flannel, looked at it for a while, and said with a smile: "Fatty, this job is done well, and the workmanship is pretty good."

"Hey, you've already said harsh words. If I don't follow through, I'll ruin my own job." Yuan Dongliang said with a flattering smile.

"I took these three pieces, and you took the rest back. Whom you should give it to is up to you." Shen Yunfeng took out three pieces, and put the remaining four pieces into a cloth bag.

"That won't work, it's settled, you four and I three." Yuan Dongliang didn't allow Shen Yunfeng to refuse, and picked out another piece of gold inlaid jade with the heaviest gold weight from the cloth bag, and stuffed it into Shen Yunfeng's pocket.

Shen Yunfeng smiled and acquiesced to Yuan Dongliang's action.

He knew that if he didn't accept it, the bear nestled in the chair next to him would definitely explode.

"That's it?" Yuan Dongliang began to drink the third cup of tea.

"Hehe, what else can I do." Shen Yunfeng smiled indifferently.

(End of this chapter)

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