Chapter 174: 174 This luck is really good (2)

Chapter 174 174 This luck is really good (2)

Wen Ruixiang is still coming and going, and guests are like clouds.

The counterfeit matter is well covered up. Although Wen Shan is not good at business, he can still handle the things in the antique shop clearly.

He has also seen a lot of the dangers in this business, and found all the fakes, and Wen Ren helped in the follow-up. Although it was a little difficult to investigate, the two brothers still found something.

Wen Ren took care of the affairs of the mall. Wen Shan was not good at this. The only thing he could do was to manage Wen Ruixiang carefully and not let the other party take Wen Ruixiang's surgery again.

Because of this, during this period of time, he was basically spent on Wen Ruixiang, collecting things personally, and did not dare to slack in the slightest.

As soon as Jiang Mu came in, he saw an old acquaintance-a stall owner at the old street stall.

"Old Wu, you have a good vision, can you earn 1,000 yuan with this hand?"

"Luck is all luck. I just saw it and bought it if I thought it was a bit interesting. I thought about giving it to the palm of the shopkeeper Wen, but I didn't expect it to be worth a few dollars. Everything is luck." Old Wu is very true. happy.

"What luck, but good eyesight!" Someone complimented.

Lao Wu was boasted a little fluttering, but was dropped from his head by a basin of cold water.

"Whether Lao Wu is here? A few days ago, Lao Wu sold a snuff bottle for 2 yuan, and he sold it for 40,000 when he changed hands. This luck is called a back! It may be a lot of bad luck, and now I start to go. Good luck."

As soon as I said this, the surroundings became more lively.

"Forty thousand yuan! Old Wu, why didn't you grasp such a good opportunity!"

"No, this is a big leak! If these 40,000 yuan are in your hands, you can also have a whole face in this old street."

"Such a great opportunity, alas, old Wu, it's really a pity."

Of course, Lao Wu knew that it was a pity. He didn't know how many times he regretted it during this period. It happened that he encouraged others to buy this snuff bottle. He didn't have the good eyesight and let 40,000 yuan fly away in vain.

However, it is one thing for him to regret himself, and it is another thing for him to be talked about in this way.

The old Wuqiang held up a smile, and the other party revealed his old man and said, “I’m here in the extreme, you must not be far away. Logically speaking, your luck must be greater than mine. After all, what I have lost is 40,000 yuan, and you lost 100,000 yuan!"

"The three-color bottle was bought by the old Liu for 100,000. I heard that the old Liu changed hands and made a fortune. Old Yang, if it was not sold out at the time, then 100,000 would be enough for you. I bought a few door faces."

Lao Wu said with regret, the angry Lao Yang was also blue and white. God knows from the knowledge that Lao Liu spent 100,000 to buy the plain three-color bottle. He regretted that his intestines were blue and he ate it. I couldn't eat, and no one could sleep. I only eased up a little in the past few days before setting up the stall again.

Hearing that Lao Wu had received a good item, he came to watch the show, and saw that Lao Wu made 1,000 yuan as soon as he shot it. His heart was uncomfortable. This was so bitter, and then he was bitten back and made his own heart. It's more uncomfortable.

"100,000! My mother! Lao Yang, the God of Wealth has fallen into your house, why didn't you keep it?"

Old Yang Qiang held up his expression, "It's because of my lack of eyesight that I missed it. That girl's luck is against the sky. I spent 200 yuan to buy my plain three-color, and 2 yuan to buy Lao Wu's snuff. The pot, once changed hands, is 140,000! This is called the God of Wealth."

Lao Yang changed the topic, and suddenly everyone cared about not the seller, but the buyer.

"I don't know who is so lucky. It can be said that it is a good luck. This is 140,000!"

"It's also possible that all of this has nothing to do with luck, but people really have the ability to buy it."

"Impossible, impossible, that girl doesn't understand anything. The first time I came to this old street, it was also the first time to buy things. How could I be able to have that ability when I was fifteen or sixteen years old? It must be good luck." Old Wu Said.

"It should be luck. It's one who is too young, and she bought my bottle because they lacked a vase in the house. It was accidental. It shouldn't have been bought by chance." Lao Yang also agreed with Lao Wu. View.

"Then luck is good, this luck is too frustrating, I just don't know who bought it."

"Relying on antiques to make a fortune, this luck will come a few times, then life is really not worrying."

In the corner, a bookish man curled his lips and whispered, "Is it really luck?"

Jiang Mu lowered her head and avoided the crowd. Don't be spotted at this time. She didn't want to be a monkey onlookers.

Jiang Mu and Sun Quan quietly went up to the second floor, because they helped Wen Ruixiang find the counterfeit before, and the staff in the store still knew her. It didn't take long for Wen Shan to come over.

"You will hide away from time to time. The people below have almost praised you as the reincarnation of the God of Wealth." Wen Shan has a good impression of Jiang Mu, knowing that she has a good relationship with her niece, and also helped Wen Jia avoid the tricks of opponents. , He admires this junior very much and is very kind to her.

"That's too much of an exaggeration. I will go down when they are gone." Jiang Mu was helpless, "Uncle Wen, you don't need to worry about me, you can do whatever you need to do. I just come over to borrow something and clean up an object. "

Wen Shan came to be interested, "The objects you found are definitely not ordinary. Take out something and uncle will clean it up for you personally."

Jiang Mu took out the dagger she picked out last night from his shoulder bag, “This should be a bronze dagger.

Wen Shan looked serious, put on his gloves, and took the bronze dagger in Jiang Mu's hand, "Wait, I'll clean it up and see."

This is Wen Shan’s office, and most of the major transactions are also here. It's an office, but the furnishings inside are more like a tea room, with a Huanghuali coffee table, chairs, and a teapot with a purple clay pot. Jiang Mu knew that it was very valuable at a glance.

Wen Ruixiang is a well-established antique shop.

Wen Shan’s movements are fast and very professional. It is really an expert who knows if there is any when he takes a shot. Jiang Mu admires it with this skill alone, anyway, she absolutely can’t do it.

Looking at the bronze dagger placed on the white silk cloth, the eyes of the three of them suddenly brightened, staring at the dagger lying on the white silk cloth. The blade with the rust removed turned out to be as bright as new, and the complicated lines on the blade exuded. The refreshing light is different from the rusty stain just now.

Sun Quan pointed to the desktop in shock, "Mu... Mu... Brother Mu, this..."

Humble Ticket Series~

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