Liu Yuanming's appraisal of the Jingxin beads did not last long. After about five minutes, he put down the hand holding the beads tightly, and opened his eyes filled with excitement. He looked at Xue Chen as if
Like aliens!
When Wang Deliang saw Liu Yuanming's expression, he naturally realized the results of the appraisal. He couldn't help but sit up straight and looked at Xue Chen in surprise.
"Mr. Liu, what are the results of the appraisal?" Xue Chen asked with a smile on his lips.
Liu Yuanming breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a complicated expression: "If it were other magic weapons, I might need more time to identify them, but I am very familiar with the Jingxin Bead, because it has failed too many times over the years. I just tested it.
For a moment, you... indeed succeeded."
"Assistant Xue, you really succeeded!" Wang Deliang jumped up from the bed in surprise, shouted excitedly, and asked Liu Yuanming, "Mr. Liu, didn't you say that it is very difficult to make a successful instrument? But what happened to Assistant Xue?"
I only failed four times the first time and succeeded on the fifth time.”
Liu Yuanming smiled bitterly. The expression on his face showed the joy of succeeding for Xue Chen, but also a deep sourness. He had tried to make meditation beads at least five or six hundred times in his life, but he only succeeded once.
As a result, someone learned to make a magic weapon for the first time in front of him, and he succeeded after using it five times. This directly subverted his cognition! What's more, he didn't use mountain spring water, and didn't complete every step rigorously. He just followed the instructions.
Do it with a playful attitude...
People are so irritating! How can this make him feel so embarrassed?
Xue Chen held the Jingxin Bead in his hand and felt the spiritual energy emanating from the bamboo covering him. He seemed to have a vague feeling of peace and security. He smiled with the corner of his mouth raised and said: "Maybe I am very talented in making magical instruments.
Bar."
"I think Assistant Xue is a genius in making magic weapons." Wang Deliang smiled and complimented him.
Xue Chen originally wanted to continue trying to make meditation beads, but Liu Yuanming only bought five material beads, and it was getting late outside, so he had to give up.
Lying on the bed, Xue Chen held the Jingxin Bead in his hand, still thinking about one thing, why he was successful? He compared himself with other Feng Shui masters to find possible reasons.
But after smelling the fragrance for a long time, he only thought of the only possibility, which was that he could truly sense the existence of spiritual energy, which was the magic power mentioned by Feng Shui masters.
"Could this be the reason?"
Xue Chen was not sure, but he felt that his success must have something to do with Gu Yu!
In the evening, Xue Chen received a call from Wang Baokui, the eldest son of the Wang family, asking him to visit the Wang family's old home at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
"Can we finally see the Half-Life Pearl?"
Xue Chen hung up the phone, holding the phone in his hand, feeling very much looking forward to tomorrow's trip.
The next day, Xue Chen and three others took a taxi to the Wang family's old house. It was an old garden-style house with green bricks and green tiles. It had a very unique feel. Although it was small in size, it had all the necessary features. There was an old locust tree in the yard.
The trees cast a large amount of shade, and you feel an inexplicable sense of comfort as soon as you step into the yard.
The person who came to pick up the three people was Wang Jianye, Wang Baokui's eldest son and the eldest grandson of the Wang family. When the three people followed them to the main hall of the old house, they saw that many people had already arrived here before them.
As soon as he stepped in the door, Xue Chen felt that the atmosphere in the main room was very bad, and many eyes were directed at him for a while.
Xue Chen glanced around and saw that Xu Ming was indeed present. When Xu Ming saw Xue Chen appearing here, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he did not hide his resentment.
At this time, an old man who looked to be in his seventies was sitting in the main seat of the main room. He nodded and said, "It's Assistant Xue from the Ning Group. Please sit down, you three."
Xue Chen glanced at this person and thought that it must be Wang Baokui, the eldest son of Mr. Wang. He seemed to be quite old, but he was in good spirits and spoke with a strong aura. He had an aura that was not angry but powerful.
.
After the three of them sat down, Xue Chen had time to take a look at the other people in the hall. At a glance, there were more than 20 people sitting in the hall. But based on the position where they were sitting and the expressions on their faces, he probably knew
I have some numbers.
Before he came, he had learned that Mr. Wang had two sons and one daughter. He thought that the old man and woman sitting a few steps to the left and right of Wang Baokui must be the other son, Wang Baokun, and the other Wang Baoxia.
As for the other people sitting scattered in the tenement house, they must all be buyers looking for the Half Life Pearl. Xue Chen calculated in his mind that besides him and Xu Ming, there should be three buyers!
A middle-aged fat man with an emerald ring on his finger was sitting on a chair with a smile, like a millerfolk. When Xue Chen looked over, he saw the middle-aged fat man picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea.
He also frowned, obviously not satisfied with the tea.
There was also a woman in her forties with heavy makeup, sitting elegantly on a chair. Xue Chen glanced at it and saw that she was a pampered rich woman. The jade bracelet on her wrist alone could not be bought for more than two million.
Come down!
There was another buyer, a man in his forties. Although it was summer, he was wearing black clothes and a pair of black sunglasses, sitting there motionless.
Likewise, everyone is accompanied by one or two people.
"I said, when will the things be brought over? I came all the way from the city of Aocheng, not just to drink a pot of high-definition drinks from you here." The middle-aged fat man was the first to sit still.
Yes, he asked loudly.
When Xue Chen heard this, he felt happy in his heart. He secretly thought that this person's mouth was really good. Although the tea brewed by the Wang family was not particularly high-end, it still tasted fragrant and fragrant. When it reached this person's mouth, it turned into high-quality tea.
He still seems to be from Beijing.
"High broken" is the abbreviation of high-grade tea leaves. It is considered a specialty of Beijing. In the past, people there liked to drink tea regardless of whether they were rich or poor. But the poor couldn't afford good tea, so they bought it in tea shops.
The remaining tea residue from sifting tea is brewed and drunk, which is high-crushed tea.
Mr. Wang's second son, Wang Baokun, coughed and said, "Mr. Gao, please wait a moment. We have already notified people. They should be here soon. We won't keep you waiting for a long time."
As soon as the quiet atmosphere was broken, the rich woman was a little unwilling to wait any longer, and said in a lazy voice: "Bring the things, negotiate the price, just pay the money and deliver the goods. I just don't know how to give the money."
who."
Mr. Wang's two sons and one daughter are all in their sixties or seventies, but when money is mentioned, the expressions on their faces change slightly.
"Just put the money into my account first, and we will handle it ourselves later." Wang Baokui said unhurriedly.
But Wang Baokun was unhappy when he heard this, and retorted: "I think it's better to put it into my account, lest the money disappear inexplicably, second sister, what do you think?"
The eldest queen Baoxia pursed her lips: "It doesn't matter whose account you enter, but you can't lose my 30%."
Wang Baokun heard this and said anxiously: "Second sister, didn't we agree that you only need 20%, and the remaining 80% will be shared between me and my eldest brother?"
Wang Baoxia's old face sank, and she said without giving in: "Twenty percent? That's just your wishful thinking. Why should you give me 20%, and you two should share the remaining 80%..."
"Nonsense, you are a daughter, and you have been married for so many years, so I can give you 20%..." Wang Baokui said dissatisfied.
Beside these three old people were sitting or standing three younger generations. Although they did not interrupt, they looked at each other with some resentment.
The three sisters of the Wang family started arguing in a low voice in front of several buyers. Xue Chen shook his head secretly when he saw this scene. Liu Yuanming on the side also sighed, obviously he was dissatisfied with the three descendants of Mr. Wang's family.
Very disappointed.
At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open, and an old man walked out of the hall like a gust of wind holding a cloth bag in his hand. This made buyers including Xue Chen amazed. Looking at the old man's face,
He must be in his eighties, but his feet are windy, and he is more nimble than some young people. He is neatly dressed in a gray coat and black trousers.
When the three old men from the Wang family saw the old man entering the yard, they all called him Uncle Gong.
Liu Yuanming turned sideways and whispered: "I met this man many years ago. His name is Gong Bocheng. He is also a very famous Feng Shui master. He has a very good relationship with Mr. Wang. He is Mr. Wang's adopted brother. It is said that he is now
President of Hengchuan Feng Shui Association."
While Liu Yuanming was whispering, Gong Bocheng glanced around the main room with his keen eyes, glanced at all the buyers present, then looked at Mr. Wang's three children, and reprimanded in a low voice with great dissatisfaction: "This
It's your Wang family's family affairs, I didn't want to interfere, but Brother Wang passed away just over a month ago, and you are trying to sell the last relic left by Brother Wang with great fanfare. Is this how you treat your children?"
The three of them were reprimanded, and their faces were a little confused. After all, they were all in their sixties or seventies, and they all had their own children and grandchildren.
Wang Baokun's face sank and he said: "Uncle Gong, we don't want to trouble you, but who knows why my father gave you things for safekeeping before he died, so I invited you here now. Since you always don't want to take care of it, then let's
Give us the things and we'll take care of them ourselves. After the matter is over, our Wang family will hold a banquet to thank you, old man."
Knowing that the Half Life Pearl was in Gong Bocheng's hand, all eyes were focused on the old man with a somewhat angry face. When he saw a cloth bag that seemed to contain a wooden box in the old man's hand,
There was a slight change in his eyes.
Wang Baokui gave a hint to his son Wang Jianye beside him, but before Wang Jianye could step forward to take the cloth pocket, Gong Bocheng said loudly: "You want to sell the Half-Life Pearl? I'm afraid you can't do it, because this pearl
The Half-Life Pearl does not belong to any of you...and of course it does not belong to me. I can give you one last look, but I will take it away soon." (To be continued)