Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 128 The trouble of being too handsome

"Huh? The air conditioner in the shop seems to have...better!"

Feeling the refreshment, Wang Xiaohu instantly felt extremely comfortable.

"Don't tell me, as expected of Jingbao Pavilion, this central air conditioner is really comfortable!"

"Yes, it's a hot day. It's refreshing. The air conditioner is much stronger than what I've had in other stores!"

The people crowded shoulder to shoulder in this store already felt a little dry and hot, and the sudden refreshing feeling made everyone nod their heads again and again.

"Cut, stupid, after you have seen the weirdness of this embroidered shoe with your own eyes, you will know how terrifying it is!"

Listening to the comments around him, Jiang Taixu's expression turned strange for a moment. He snorted coldly and looked at Wang Xiaohu with a hint of pity.

"This is an embroidered shoe...it's weird!"

Opening up the silk cloth completely, the embroidered shoes were unreservedly caught by Wang Xiaohu's eyes.

This embroidered shoe is not big, just three inches long, and the whole body is as bright red as blood. There are some sporadic patterns embroidered on the upper. Although it looks very beautiful, it always feels a little strange.

Of course, what surprised Wang Xiaohu was not the pattern, but the completeness of the preservation of the shoes. You must know that shoes are made of cloth, which is no more susceptible to corrosion and damage than porcelain, bronze, etc., and they will deliberately preserve the shoes. There are very few people.

And the embroidered shoe in front of me looks completely brand new, without even the slightest wrinkle or damage, and the style of this shoe obviously belongs to the late Qing Dynasty. After a hundred years, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for an embroidered shoe to remain as new generally.

Wang Xiaohu didn't think the shoes were fake, because he didn't believe that Jiang Taixu, an old fox, would use such a simple thing as his trump card.

"Hehe, Master Wang, have you identified it yet?"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu's hand reaching for the embroidered shoes, Jiang Taixu squinted his eyes, obviously looking forward to it.

Touch that shoe!As long as you touch the shoes, you will be bound by bad luck, boy, don't blame the old man for being ruthless, but blame you for being too ungrateful.

Wang Xiaohu was a little hesitant, squinting his eyes for a while, but he didn't find any clues at all, so he slowly reached out and grabbed the shoe.

"Yes! That's what it feels like!" The moment Wang Xiaohu reached out and touched the shoe, an invisible wind came over him. Jiang Taixu remembered that terrifying experience clearly.

"This is...!" The moment his fingers touched the shoes, Wang Xiaohu's face changed slightly, and his brows were tightly frowned.

"How is it possible? It's actually like this?"

He looked solemn, staring at the shoes in his hand suspiciously, his expression was extremely complicated, confusion, surprise and various emotions were intertwined.

The shoes are extremely silky to the touch, as if touching top-grade silk, with a slightly cold feeling, very comfortable.

The moment the shoes were picked up, the light in the eyes of the palm of the hand shrank, and an invisible spiritual energy was instantly sucked into the eyes from the shoes. The shoes contained spiritual energy, and there was no doubt that this was a real antique.

But what really surprised Wang Xiaohu was not the authenticity of the shoes, but the color of the aura, the pink aura, which had never been seen before.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his consciousness was immersed in his palms and eyes, and a pink spiritual energy like a peach blossom lingered.

"What is the effect of the pink aura?"

Wang Xiaohu raised his brows slightly, the aura was not absorbed by the body, which meant that the pink aura was the same as the white aura extracted from calligraphy and painting, and should be usable by others.So far, Wang Xiaohu's understanding of the mysterious divine eyes is actually very limited, and he is still in the process of groping.

"Master Wang, does it take so long for a mere embroidered shoe to be appraised? I see that your complexion seems a bit uneasy. Would you like... drink a cup of hot water!"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu who was in a daze, the corners of Jiang Taixu's mouth slightly raised.

The reason why this embroidered shoe can be used as his trump card is not just because of evil. This thing is absolutely impeccable in terms of material selection, pattern style and other aspects. The degree of preservation makes it impossible to believe that he is real.Therefore, even experienced treasure appraisers would have difficulty facing this embroidered shoe, let alone Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu's dull eyes confirmed his thoughts. I am afraid that Master Wang has lost his mind.

"Huh?" Hearing Jiang Taixu's words, Wang Xiaohu just woke up like a dream. He looked at Jiang Taixu, felt the red spiritual power in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little eager to try.

People are always curious about unknown things, and Wang Xiaohu is no exception. He has only absorbed five colors of spiritual power so far. The white spiritual power of calligraphy and painting can be used for healing, the blue spiritual power in porcelain can increase defense, and the spiritual power in bronze ware. The green spiritual power in the gem can increase his strength, and the green spiritual power in the gemstone can temporarily enhance his own state, but the pink spiritual power in the embroidered shoes confuses him.

But thinking of the preciousness of this red spiritual power, Wang Xiaohu immediately shook his head, and decided to try this old man.

Antiques like embroidered shoes are extremely rare. If he really uses this red spiritual power, it will be extremely difficult to encounter them in the future. If this red spiritual power has any great use, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"An embroidered shoe in the late Qing Dynasty, three inches long, is a typical ancient three-inch golden lotus. Judging from the pattern, it should come from the southern Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. The embroidered shoes are not mainstream antiques such as calligraphy, painting, and ceramics. The collection value is limited, and the estimated value is 5000 yuan!"

Without hesitation, Wang Xiaohu stated his appraisal result in one breath.

"Hahahaha, you really deserve to be a master of appraising treasures! I admire you!"

Hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, Jiang Taixu's eyes flickered, he suddenly laughed, and cupped his hands at Wang Xiaohu.

"Let's go!" After he finished speaking, he waved at the group of customers and was about to walk out.

Everyone in the strange house watched their boss leave, and naturally followed, a mighty wave came and went in a hurry.

"Huh? What does this old man... mean?"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head, somewhat confused about the old man's intentions.

"Hey, your shoes!"

Seeing Jiang Taixu walking towards the door, Wang Xiaohu suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand to grab the shoe and shouted.

"gave it to you!"

Jiang Taixu didn't know how to make a head, he pondered, and walked out of Jingbao Pavilion with a smile on his mouth.

"By the way... in ancient times, giving away shoes was usually used as a token of love!"

Wang Xiaohu cocked his nose and said to himself strangely: "Could it be that this old fox was overwhelmed by my charm, and then...!"

Thinking of Jiang Taixu's wrinkled smiling face, Wang Xiaohu shuddered instantly, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"Huh!" He quickly threw the embroidered shoes in his hand aside, with a disgusted look on his face.

"Hey, sure enough...too handsome is sometimes a trouble!"

Wang Xiaohu let out a long sigh, his eyes were blurred, he was holding a thermos cup soaked with wolfberry in his hand, his neck was raised at 45 degrees, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)