ghost eye appraiser

After the quarrel, Han Rui buttoned up two more buttons on his shirt, and hid the emerald finger under his clothes, revealing only a section of gold-encrusted red string covering his chest.Occasionally, if you make a big move, you will see a small section of white and green mischievous sticking out of its head.

Having obtained such a treasure, Han Rui is naturally in a good mood. He really admires Chu Chen now, but he can get an emerald finger wrench from others for him to play with in just a few words, as if on this antique street. , there is nothing he does not know.

Thinking of the "disc" that Chu Chen and Zhao Laixin talked about just now, Han Rui turned his head and asked as he walked: "What do you mean by 'disc' just now? Bring them all."

Hearing this, Chu Chen's eyes slid down Han Rui's chest, looked at the knot extending under the shirt, looked back a little regretfully, and said: "Jade articles are things that have been held in human hands for a long time, and the surface becomes soft. A layer of lubricating and delicate patina will be formed. However, many jade wares that have just been dug out of ancient tombs have not seen the sun all year round, so the surface color is not so perfect, which affects the appearance. For antiques, the appearance and value are directly proportional. Therefore, many people will give these jade articles to young boys or girls, let them wear them on their bodies, or hide them in their arms. After a few years, they will bring these jade articles back, and the price will increase several times. goods."

Seeing that Han Rui still seemed to understand, Chu Chen smiled, and said again: "The so-called jade goes with people, and jade is spiritual. The younger and energetic people hold it, the bigger it will be. Shine brightly. The finger on your body, don't look so bleak now, it won't look like this at all in two years."

It will gradually become as attractive as you, Chu Chen thought to himself.

"Yeah." Han Rui nodded, touched his chest, and the smooth arc of the emerald finger slightly propped up the loose shirt.

The two continued to walk to the depths of the antique street. This place is not as lively as the flea market, but it has a unique and quiet beauty. The surrounding buildings gradually reveal the characteristics of the evening, and the antique charm is very yearning.

Occasionally, one or two shops selling paper, ink, pens and inkstones can be seen. The largest brush inside can almost reach Han Rui's chest.

Han Rui stopped and walked, and occasionally walked into the shop to have a look. At this time, Chu Chen would quietly tell him that these shops usually traded some illegal goods secretly under the guise of selling paper, ink, pens and inkstones.

Han Rui touched the soft rice paper in his hand, and looked at Chu Chen with surprise in his eyes. He wondered, "How do you know so much? Have you ever traded with them?"

Chu Chen pointed to the conspicuous blue and white porcelain vase on the carved wooden cabinet in the hall, and said, "The blue and white porcelain is from the Yuan Dynasty, the real thing."

"What does this mean?" Han Rui still didn't understand.

Chu Chen noticed that the shopkeeper had already aimed at the two of them, so he took Han Rui out pretending to be casually looking around, and then said in a low voice, "They put the real goods on the table openly, just to tell the knowledgeable people, This store does business in the dark. If necessary, you can find them to make a match, or go directly to the inner hall to trade. But if you can’t see that it’s genuine, you will naturally think it’s just a fake for the show, and treat this place as an ordinary shop. Come and see."

Han Rui paused, and said in surprise, "In other words, the bottle is a kind of code, and it's a code that doesn't need to be expressed with words or gestures."

"That's right." Chu Chen nodded.

Han Rui pondered for a moment, then continued to ask: "Then does my elder brother understand these things? He has been running Guiqiutang for so many years, and he also knows the way of it?"

"Of course." Chu Chen said: "Although your elder brother has poor eyesight and often can't see good or bad things, there is basically nothing he can't do in terms of social affairs. You only need half of his skills to be enough."

Hearing this sentence, Han Rui was a little depressed. Instead of responding directly to Chu Chen, he changed the subject and said, "He can't beat me."

Just as Chu Chen was about to make fun of Han Rui again, he suddenly caught a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

He froze for a moment, then quickly pulled Han Rui over, and the two hid in a shop.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Chu Chen's face suddenly changed, Han Rui asked suspiciously, "Why do you have the expression of seeing a ghost?"

Chu Chen glanced at Han Rui, turned his head and looked out again, and at the same time said in a low voice: "There is nothing strange about ghosts. If I really see ghosts, I don't have to be so nervous."

After a while, Chu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and led Han Rui to a more secluded alley.

"I saw an acquaintance." Chu Chen said, "Do you still remember the man who photographed Si Muyi Fang Ding?"

Han Rui was taken aback, and asked in a low voice, "Did you see him?"

"Yeah." Chu Chen nodded: "He went to Sitang Street. People who dare to enter that place are either bold or brainless, but I guess he is trying to find a way to find someone to dispose of the goods in his hand."

Han Rui gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think is the chance of him stealing the King Yu Ding?"

"90.00%." ​​Chu Chen replied casually: "The Guiqiu hall has always been strictly guarded, and it is almost impossible for someone to exchange the real thing, so I bet there are dark ghosts in the hall colluding with that man. Before the start, exchange the fakes for the real ones, and when the man photographs the emcee Fang Ding and goes to the backstage to submit the formalities, he will take away the real ones that were hidden in advance."

Han Rui thought for a while, and felt that Chu Chen's words made sense, so he said, "Are you sure? Why don't you take that man back for interrogation now, maybe you can find out where Yu Wangding is hidden by him."

Chu Chen shook his head: "No, since he has a way to take the things out of Guiqiu Hall, he must have made sufficient preparations. That kid makes people feel that it is not simple, and torture may be useless."

"Then what should I do." Han Rui was about to go crazy, his deep black eyes ignited with anger: "I might not be able to mess with this time, and Long Qian can't tolerate people who have made such a big mistake."

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent him to Guiqiu Hall without a second thought to make up for his mistakes.

Chu Chen knew that Han Wenqing suppressed this matter on the surface, but it still had a great impact on Long Qian's internal affairs, especially Han Rui, although he pretended to be calm these days, he was very anxious in his heart.

After all, Han Rui was the one who most wanted to find out the culprit.

"Don't worry." Chu Chen held down the restless Han Rui, and whispered as he walked in the alley, "Long Qian has been investigating very closely in the city for the past few days. Here, he can't take both tripods away, he must find a safe place to store them, or simply sell the goods at a low price, and Sitang Street is the most suitable place."

Han Rui followed Chu Chen to the depths of the alley, feeling more and more oppressive and dark inside, and couldn't help being surprised: "What kind of place is this?"

Before Chu Chen could answer, the two of them turned the side road. Han Rui saw a gangster sitting at the gate of the yard playing with a butterfly knife, and immediately understood: "Black eat black?"

Chu Chen looked at Han Rui appreciatively, and said with a smile, "Hey, it's really not for nothing. Can you see what that guy is doing?"

Han Rui said disdainfully: "Look at the gangsters at the door, what else can they do besides guarding, the people inside must be doing some shady deals."

Chu Chen nodded, pointed at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "That's Qiaohong Courtyard. Don't look at the tattered outside, it's very big inside. The owner of the courtyard is a beautiful woman, but this courtyard belongs to her husband. She usually looks at the courtyard. Help her husband cover up if something happens."

Han Rui raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked at Chu Chen more playfully. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Beauty? So you've seen her before."

"Drink tea together." Chu Chen frowned as he recalled certain episodes in his previous life, and then pretended to be flattered and asked, "Are you jealous?"

"Eat your sister." Han Rui turned his head calmly, looked at the little gangster sitting at the door and said, "Are you sure that guy came in here?"

"Not sure." Chu Chen said: "Besides Qiaohong Courtyard, there are other similar places on Sitang Street, and you can see it after walking a little further."

The two of them continued to walk inside while the two of them were talking. The gangster who was playing with the butterfly knife stared at them unkindly until Chu Chen and Han Rui walked around the courtyard calmly.

When he was about to turn around the second alley, Chu Chen suddenly heard footsteps coming from the courtyard, which was mixed with the conversation of several people, who seemed to be about to walk out of the courtyard gate.

With an idea, Chu Chen pulled Han Rui into his arms, turned his body slightly, pressed Han Rui to his chest, wrapped his arms around the other's waist, lowered his head and pretended to be kissing.

Han Rui was caught off guard by someone hugging him, his head couldn't react for a while, and he looked at Chu Chen in a daze, and Chu Chen almost wanted to kiss him with those dazed eyes.

"Don't move." Chu Chen bit his ear and said to Han Rui, "Look who came out."

At this time, Han Rui had already noticed those people who walked out of the courtyard, and only then did he understand Chu Chen's purpose for doing this, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "...you can't change the method."

Chu Chen intentionally protected Han Rui and didn't want others to see him. He moved his position a little, and pretended to be serious when he heard Han Rui's words: "Don't make trouble, the methods in TV dramas usually work."

Han Rui was helpless, he was blocked by Chu Chen, and he could only vaguely see a few backs from the gap, one of them was indeed very similar to the man that day in terms of body shape.

Chu Chen kept observing those people from the corner of his eye. He saw that the man who took the picture of Si Muyi Fang Ding was talking and laughing with a strong man, and the men and women accompanying him also laughed.

Those few people glanced at them vigilantly when they just left the hospital, seeing that it was a pair of wild mandarin ducks having an affair, they didn't pay any attention.

He thought that the whereabouts were not revealed, and those people would just walk out of the alley safely. Chu Chen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but found that the man who stole the cauldron suddenly turned around and showed a strange smile to himself when he was turning, Silently said a few words.

Chu Chen's body froze, and his eyes darkened when he looked at the man.

Sensing that something was wrong with Chu Chen, Han Rui struggled and asked, "Are they gone?"

The friction between the bodies brought back Chu Chen's thoughts. He was silent for a moment, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and whispered "no", then he hugged Han Rui even harder, and lowered his head to kiss those soft lips.

Han Rui saw Chu Chen's thoughts, turned his head slightly, and avoided the kiss without a trace.