The owner of the pawn shop is a middle-aged man with a big belly, wearing a robe embroidered with copper coins. His eyes are so small that when he squints, he is almost invisible. He is holding a jade pendant in his hand and looking at it carefully.
After a while, he put down the jade pendant, looked at the man wearing a bamboo hat opposite, and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we can't accept this jade pendant."
"Why?"
The voice of the man wearing a bamboo hat was erratic, and he could not tell how old he was.
The shopkeeper changed the subject and asked: "May I ask, sir, where did you get this jade pendant?"
The man said calmly: "I picked it up."
As a pawnshop owner, he had heard this kind of excuse not one thousand but eight hundred times in his life. He smiled and said: "Without the emperor's permission, even the prince cannot wear such a jade pendant. If this piece was not made,
The person who bought the jade pendant is extremely brave, but the person who stole this jade pendant has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. Our store is small and we don’t dare to accept such things."
"In that case, take your leave."
The man wearing a bamboo hat put away his jade pendant, turned around and left without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, the other party was so straightforward. The fat shopkeeper's expression changed and he immediately said: "Wait!"
"One thousand taels."
He looked at the man's back and said: "You can't keep this jade pendant for a thousand taels of silver, and I can tell you the truth, no one in Fengzhou City dares to accept this jade pendant except me!
"
The quality of this jade pendant is of the highest quality, and its shape is that of a five-clawed golden dragon that can only be owned by emperors. Of course, this does not mean that this kind of jade pendant can only appear in the royal family.
Some ministers who have made great achievements or are extremely favored will often be rewarded by the emperor and be able to own some royal things, but these things are kept as family heirlooms by them and rarely go out.
It is precisely for this reason that the collection value of these things is extremely high. Although they cannot be done openly, secretly, they are actually very marketable.
The shopkeeper walked to the door, closed the door, and slowly said: "How about it, do you want to think about it?"
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A quarter of an hour later, a man wearing a bamboo hat walked out of a pawn shop in Fengzhou City with a bag in his hand.
One thousand taels of silver sounds like a lot, but in fact it is not heavy. In later generations, it would weigh just over sixty kilograms.
Buying medicinal materials or other things requires a lot of money. The most valuable things around the two of them now are Miss Liu Er's autumn water and the jade pendant hanging on the autumn water.
The former Miss Liu Er would not sell it even if she beat herself to death. I forgot when she asked for that jade pendant from me. Dragon-shaped jade pendants are rare. I guess it was rewarded by the old emperor at some time. I didn't expect to encounter it.
When used.
As for the bamboo hat on my head, I just bought it on the street and borrowed a few coins from a man named Lin. Although no one here knows him, it's better to be vigilant just to be on the safe side.
What if the pawnshop owner is a fanatical believer of the middle-aged Taoist nun? After finally finding a stable place, he will have to start running around again.
When he came here just now, he passed by a medicine shop and happened to buy some useful medicinal materials. Li Yi walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned his head and glanced, and saw two shadows flashing into the alley.
Li Yi did not pause and continued walking forward.
"Brother, that man just came out of the pawn shop. The bag is bulging. He may have pawned something good."
"He only has one person, follow him, maybe he can kill a big fat sheep this time!"
"Contact Lao San, there's hope!"
Somewhere in a small alley, there was the sound of whispering.
Half an hour later, Li Yi came out of a drug store, looked back, and shook his head. This was not buying medicine, it was just a money grab!
One thousand taels of silver, two hundred taels were gone in an instant, and all I got in exchange was a small bag of medicinal materials in my hand. It seems that the difficulty of seeing a doctor and buying medicine has been the same since ancient times...
He stood at the door of the drug store, glanced in a certain direction, walked forward a short distance, then turned and walked towards an alley somewhere.
"good chance!"
Among the crowd, several people's faces showed joy and they walked quickly towards the alley.
"Where are the people!"
After a while, several people looked at the dead end ahead with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
I saw the man wearing a bamboo hat walking in here just now, why did he suddenly disappear?
Can he still fly to the sky?
Just as this thought emerged, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
Li Yi jumped down from the wall and knocked out three of them. He stood at the entrance of the alley and asked the last person: "Who sent you here? Where is the Queen of Heaven now?"
"What, what Queen of Heaven?" The last man's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"It's okay if you don't know me."
Li Yi walked over, knocked him unconscious and walked out of the alley.
Halfway through, he turned back, groped around the waists of the four of them, and took out a few money bags. Now was an extraordinary moment, and it was time to pick up the old business again.
"The family is quite wealthy."
He collected the dozens of taels of silver he collected and walked out of the alley. At the same time, two streets away, another young man stepped into Fanglin Garden.
"Hello, Mr. Bai!"
Inside the store, several clerks immediately bowed and said.
Somewhere in the corner of the store, a man named Lin curled his lips and said, "Why is this man named Bai here again?"
The young man smiled and asked, "Is Wanru in the shop?"
A waiter immediately said: "Miss is behind you."
The young man nodded and was about to go over when his expression suddenly froze and he looked in a certain direction in the store.
"This is a horse trampling on a flying swallow - a glass vessel?"
The young man had a look of surprise on his face, and when he was about to reach out and touch it, someone grabbed his wrist from the side.
"Don't touch it, it's very valuable." The man named Lin Yong said expressionlessly.
The young man showed an apology on his face and said, "I'm sorry, it's the first time I see such a perfect glassware and I can't help myself."
His eyes stayed on the glassware for a while, and he saw a figure coming out from behind. He hurriedly walked over and said with concern: "Wanru, I heard that you encountered a bandit when you came back. How are you? Are you not injured?
?”
A look of guilt appeared on the young man's face, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let you go. It's all my fault..."
Lin Wanru took a step back and said, "Thank you, Brother Bai, for caring. I'm fine."
"It's okay." The young man nodded, then with a smile on his face, he said: "Yesterday I got a pair of Zhao Xiuwen's calligraphy by chance. I don't know much about poetry. I know Wanru likes these, so I brought it here today.
Consider it an apology."
He waved his hand, and someone behind him immediately took out a scroll and unfolded it on the table beside him.
"Light sweat slightly penetrates the blue sky. In the Ming Dynasty, I bathed in fragrant orchids during the Dragon Boat Festival. The fragrance filled the Qingchuan River. Colorful threads were lightly wrapped around the ruby arms, and small charms were hung diagonally on the green clouds. The beautiful women have met each other for a thousand years."
The handwriting on it is handsome and elegant, like flowing clouds and flowing water. It is an excellent piece of running calligraphy work.
Zhao Xiuwen was the first poet in Qi State. Although he was young, his poetic talent was so great that even people who did not understand poetry had heard of his fame.
The young man explained: "This poem is called "Huanxisha Dragon Boat Festival". It is said that it was written by Zhao Xiuwen when he was in Jingguo and the most talented scholar in Jingguo. After Zhao Xiuwen returned to China, he highly respected that person.
, even his handwriting has been imitated many times. This is an imitation of his work, so the handwriting is different from his past style."
Lin Wanru looked at the word, and a strange look appeared in her eyes, but she quickly put it away, shook her head and said, "This is too precious, I can't have it."
Zhao Xiuwen was extremely famous in Qi State, not only for his poems, but also for his calligraphy that had reached its peak. However, Zhao Xiuwen cherished his calligraphy very much, and except for a few paintings, they rarely leaked them out.
It is precisely for this reason that his calligraphy has always been very precious, and he is known as one word worth a thousand pieces of gold.
The young man smiled and said: "Wanru, there is no need to refuse. If this word stays with me, it will be a real secret investment."
A man named Lin Yong stood aside, touched his chin, and said: "I don't think there is anything good about this word. It can't be fake, right?"
A servant behind the young man said angrily: "You bastard, can you understand Mr. Zhao's handwriting?"
"I don't understand, do you understand?" The big man glanced at him, casually pulled a young man who had just walked into the store over, and asked: "Brother Li, they said this word was written by Zhao Xiuwen, you are a scholar, you
Come and see, is this word good?"
Li Yi put down the bag, glanced at it, and said, "Fake."
