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Song Xuan simply told Yang Zimei about the situation.
Naturally, Yang Zimei is very happy to go and have a look. On the one hand, she can help Mr. Song grasp the good and bad things. On the other hand, she also wants to find some suitable objects to be used in the future.
Yang Zimei put the bronze mirror and the small iron tower in his schoolbag and went out with song Xuan.
in the reception room, a man with a little bit of roe eye, whose clothes are still clean, emit a peculiar smell and smell of a tomb. This kind of breath, which is formed by the long shuttle in the shade house, can not be concealed even with expensive perfume.
Looking at his face, Yang Zimei saw that his forehead was low, his eyebrows were convex, his eyebrows were rare, his eyes were convex, his eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were narrow, his cheekbones were convex, his lips were thin but not straight, and his face was thin and dry.
In his body, there is a faint chill, which shows that he has carried several lives.
Seeing such a person, Yang Zimei naturally did not have any favor.
The man saw Yang Zimei behind song Xuan like a fresh lily. His tiny triangular eyes were shining, and he took a mouthful of saliva.
These grave robbers are always stepping on the line of life and death. They may die in the tomb or die under the gun of the police.
Therefore, for the enjoyment of money and beauty, there is an abnormal greed.
Song Xuan stepped forward and blocked his view of Yang Zimei.
The man thought that business matters. As long as the goods on his hands were delivered, they would sneak to Southeast Asia. At that time, there would be any kind of beautiful woman. Therefore, he took his eyes from Yang Zimei.
"Are you Mr. Song?"
"Well." Song Xuan nodded lightly.
"I am black snake, Mountain Eagle introduced me to you to ship goods, said you are fair and honest." The visitor introduced in a low voice.
Song Xuan's lips pursed slightly.
Whether it's selling or buying goods, it's a kind of transaction that can't be seen. If you don't handle it properly, you'll have an accident.
Song Xuan did little in this respect. All along, he only traded with one person, that is, Mountain Eagle.
Seeing song Xuan's silence, the black snake knew that he could not believe him. He took out a small dark blue glass like object from his pocket, like a woman's Earring.
When song Xuan saw the object, his eyes were burning hot.
For antiques, he has incomparable enthusiasm and love.
Seeing what he had in his hand, the black snake successfully attracted song Xuan's heart. He laughed triumphantly and put the small object on the table top. "This is just one of them."
Song Xuan looked at the dark blue glass ear carefully. He saw that it was exquisite. It was about two centimeters long. The two ends were round and the middle was very thin. It was like a small waist drum. There are small holes at both ends, through which silk thread can be hung on the earlobe.
In the ancient poem Peacock Flying Southeast, we are familiar with the description that women in the Han Dynasty were wearing such a kind of ear: "their waist is as white as silk, and their ears are full of bright moon."
This kind of eardrum is the bright moon, which is a rare glass product in Han Dynasty. It is very light and elegant. Looking at it, I can't help but think of a girl of Han Dynasty who is wearing a white silk skirt and wearing a bright moon in her ears.
Yang Zimei is not only looking at the craftsmanship and antique value of the moon Figurine, but also the breath on it.
Fortunately, there is no evil spirit or auspicious Qi in the cave. It's just an ordinary antique. Then, Mr. song can buy it safely.
[I'm sorry, because Tencent's website system was pulled yesterday, I also resend the chapter, and now I correct it. 】
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