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Chapter 137 Buyer of Buddha Lingzhu
Standing in front of Qin Fei was none other than Zhuo Chenguang's old friend Zhou Jidao.

After listening to Qin Fei's question, Zhou Jidao hummed softly, "Why, are you allowed to come or not to come to this antique street?"

This is a bit angry, but it is not unreasonable.

Qin Fei knew that Zhou Jidao had the same character as a child, so he hurriedly said with a smile, "That's not what I mean, it's just that I was pleasantly surprised to meet you all of a sudden, and I couldn't express it well."

Zhou Jidao knew how to coax him, he wasn't really angry just now, but now his attention was attracted by the plate in Qin Fei's hand, "Real product?"

Qin Fei saw the light in Zhou Jidao's eyes and nodded, "Genuine products from the Shang and Zhou dynasties are rare."

"How much are you going to sell it for?" Zhou Jidao cut to the chase.

"60." Qin Fei replied.

"I accept it." Zhou Jidao did not hesitate.

The last time Zhuo Chenguang went to Zhou's house and took Qin Fei to appraise treasures, Zhou Jidao naturally did not doubt Qin Fei's eyesight.

After Zhou Jidao said this, he saw that Qin Fei still had a knife in his hand, "You want to use this knife too?"

Qin Fei nodded and said, "Yes."

For rich people, antiques are used for collecting and buying and selling, but for ordinary people like Qin Fei, they are for buying and selling to make a living.

In order to regain face in front of Zhuo Chenguang, Zhou Jidao just finished studying a set of antique books two days ago.

That book just introduced the Western Han Dynasty Xiuchun Knife.

Zhou Jidao naturally wouldn't say it in front of Qin Fei, so he suppressed the joy on his face, "I know this knife, 240 million, I'll accept it."

The price offered was reasonable, but Qin Fei still hesitated a little, wondering if he should continue looking for the little boy.

It was Qin Fei's hesitation that Mr. Zhou misunderstood, and pouted his beard, "280 million! Zhuo Chenguang's apprentice, just like Zhou Chenguang!"

"..." Tan Fei refused to accept, since when is he Zhuo Chenguang's apprentice?
No, is he picky?

Zhuo Chenguang is even less picky ^
But Zhou Jidao didn't give him a chance to talk at all. With the 60 just now, a total of 340 million checks had been written, and he stuffed it into Qin Fei's arms, and old man Zhou took the things and left.

Only when the figure of Mr. Zhou disappeared at the corner of the street did Qin Fei realize it.

340……

Isn't it the working capital that he is in short supply now?

This series of things has completely exceeded the category of "good luck".

Qin Fei subconsciously took out the little soil ball from his pocket and put it on the palm of his hand.

It does look like an ordinary little one!earth!ball!
Qin Fei recalled all the things he had experienced these days, and the good luck started from the moment he bought Sirius Mao, that is, after he got this little soil ball.

Qin Fei's brain felt dizzy and excited, even his palms were sweaty.

Is this really the legendary Buddha's spiritual pearl?

The Buddha Lingzhu was once called an antique vane. Wherever it appears, it means that there are antiques and wealth.

Qin Fei's experience is a good proof.

This Buddha's Spirit Pearl was once sold for a sky-high price of [-] million.

Of course, this does not rule out that no one has seen the real thing, and some people are trying to get fame.

But it can still show that the value of this Buddha Lingzhu is definitely not low.

Qin Fei opened his X-ray eyes and looked carefully inside and out, but he couldn't see anything that didn't match the earth ball.

This is getting closer and closer to the description of the Buddha Lingzhu.

Qin Fei didn't bother to buy lunch, took the little soil ball into his hands, and went straight to Sister Rong's antique shop and returned.

As soon as he walked 200 meters, Qin Fei felt something swell out of his palm.

When Qin Fei let go of his palms and looked over, the little soil ball was lying there quietly again, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But as soon as Qin Fei continued to walk forward, he would feel the same feeling in his palms.

Based on past experience, Qin Fei raised his head and looked around. He was currently on the antique street. There was nothing else but an I Ching shop.

Qin Fei was a little puzzled, but he clearly felt that the little soil ball just wouldn't let him go.

In the antique business, people believe in some miracles and legends.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei walked straight to the Yijing store.

In the store, there was an old man wearing reading glasses. He was lowering his head and stuck the frame relatively lower on the bridge of his nose so that he could look directly at the book in his hand.

When the old man heard the door knock, he looked up and saw a guest coming in, so he put down the book and pushed up his glasses, "Sit down, what do you want?"

Qin Fei walked up to the old man and sat down. He was also a little dazed, what was he trying to do.

Before Tan Fei could think of his words, the old man had already spoken again, "Hey, you have been very prosperous recently. You have earned an amount that you could never have imagined before."

There is nothing wrong with saying this, Qin Fei used to be the one who couldn't even pay his father's 20 surgery fees, but now he got more than 2000 million in just a few days.

"I'll give you a hexagram of wealth first." The old man became interested, and while talking to Qin Fei, he took out three fifty-cent coins from the box next to him, "Put it in your hand and shake it six times, and each time Write down the color of the suit."

Qin Fei didn't have a specific purpose, so he just followed suit.

When he shook and scattered, the old man recorded by the side.

In about 5 minutes, Qin Fei finished shaking six times, and the old man had already memorized them all.

The old man no longer paid attention to Qin Fei, but looked at what he had memorized, murmured, sometimes frowned, sometimes nodded, and even patted his thigh twice.

This aroused Qin Fei's curiosity, making him stare at the old man closely.

After about 10 minutes, the old man raised his head and looked at Qin Fei, "Tian Shui Lian, dry up and down the ridge, water and sky need, go up and down the ridge, mountains and rivers, Gen go up and down the ridge, water mines, up and down the ridge, Kun for The earth, Kun up and down, dry up to the sky, dry up and down."

Tan Fei looked at the old man with blurred eyes. He didn't say the question, but his doubts were obvious: What do you mean?
The old man is not a joke, "Your divination is good, but don't be greedy, you have to know how to accept it when you see it, and you need to keep in mind: strive for development, you can't rely entirely on luck."

"Everything you get is due to good thoughts, so you must persevere."

Afterwards, the old man snapped his notebook shut, "This vein only shows so much, the rest of the secret must not be revealed, so be it."

"Okay, I see." Qin Fei replied very sincerely.

The I Ching business pays great attention to auspiciousness. Qin Fei used his mobile phone to transfer 180 yuan to the old man before leaving the I Ching store.

On the way to Sister Rong's antique shop, Qin Fei kept holding the little soil ball in his palm.

Qin Fei bought lunch on the road and went back to the antique shop. Just as he stepped in with one foot, Sister Rong trotted over, "Xiao Fei, I heard that a foreigner came to Yucheng Antique Street, and he is buying Buddha spirits with great fanfare." beads."

"I haven't seen the object yet, and the price is so high. Now the whole street is boiling. Do you think there is such a thing in the world?"

(End of this chapter)