Lin Kun and his group followed Goatee to the back room. There were indeed some valuable items placed here. The shoppers on the street weighed the money in their pockets and did not follow, but some wealthy people still followed.
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As long as it is something Lin Kun likes, someone will always raise the price. The owner of this stall is a nice person, and Lin Kun is willing to give him wealth. If someone raises the price, he will follow suit. Anyway, these people also found out in the end, Lin Kun
Just raise the price without buying anything.
One, two, three...
There were so many people who spent unnecessarily extra money, and gradually no one raised the price with Lin Kun anymore.
In fact, everyone now thinks that this guy just got lucky because he just took a picture of a beauty holding his arms.
The goatee boss made a lot of money just because of Lin Kun, and he had a smile on his face.
When the group of people who came to join in the fun and raise prices left, he immediately took out an antique and exquisite small box from behind the counter, handed it to Lin Kun, and said with a smile: "Sir, please take a look, this is mine."
Private collection, you made me, an old guy, earn more than half a year's profit today."
Click...
Lin Kun opened the small box. In ancient times, people would buy caskets for pearls. This exquisite small box alone was worth a lot of money, but inside was an old pocket watch.
Although this pocket watch is old, it has been polished to a shine. After so many years, this watch still keeps accurate time, which shows how exquisite its workmanship is.
Song Xinyi and others all looked over, but what everyone didn't notice was that Musha's face became excited when she saw the pocket watch. She quickly took out her phone and found an old photo inside. After a brief comparison, she
Looking at this pocket watch, my eyes became slightly moist...
The goatee boss explained with a smile: "This thing is only over two hundred years old, but its significance is extraordinary. It is owned by the royal family of one of our neighboring countries. It is said that a certain Swedish watch craftsman spent an entire year on it."
Made at the fingertips of the year.”
Lin Kun recognized the object and said with a smile: "How much is it? I'll take it."
The goatee boss smiled and said: "Sir, you have helped me make too much money today. When those people react, they may even trouble you. As long as you like this watch, you must accept it."
, I won’t take any money from you.”
Lin Kun smiled and said: "This is not good."
The goatee boss said: "Don't take it to heart. This watch isn't worth much if I sell it. I need to meet someone I like. Even if I sell it, it won't be as much as a fraction of the extra profit you made for me today, sir."
You must accept it."
The goatee boss was sincere and resolute, and Lin Kun was not polite to him in the end. He had to get this watch, so he couldn't say that he wouldn't take it if he didn't want the money, just in case the stall owner insisted on not taking the money.
Woolen cloth?
Anyway, they are all in this one-third of an acre of land in Yanjing, and there will still be opportunities to interact with each other in the future. (10)
Lin Kun took the watch and the box with him, walked out of Goatee's shop, and handed it to Musa.
Musa had just hidden her emotions very well and didn't let anyone see anything strange about her.
"Um?"
Musa looked at Lin Kun in confusion, and others also looked over.
Lin Kun smiled and said: "If I read it correctly, this should be your great-grandfather's item."
Musa's face was slightly surprised, and several other people were also curious and confused.
Bada...(zero one)
Musa didn't say anything, but a tear fell down, "Lin Kun, thank you... really thank you. This pocket watch was my great-grandfather's favorite thing back then. It was just that one time when he was on a tour, it was picked up by him.
His cronies betrayed him, so... this watch was also lost at that time. Our royal family has been looking for this pocket watch for so many years, but the world is so big, it is really difficult to find it. I didn't expect that today..."
As she said that, she looked at Lin Kun with some surprise, "How do you know this is..."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Because it has your great-grandfather's name on it."
Everyone suddenly understood, and Musa's tears fell. For the royal family of Burma, there was a sad history. At that time, Musa's great-grandfather was involved in an accident. It was from that time that the situation of the royal family began to change.
A turning point has occurred, and since then, the royal family has gradually lost control of the country. Today, the aristocratic status is still there, but the control of the royal family throughout Myanmar is no longer what it used to be.
A trip to the Antique Street today was very fruitful. After a morning, the group planned to leave here and try some local specialties somewhere else.
The itinerary was planned by Song Xinyi. As a native Yanjing girl, she knew the streets, alleys, customs and characteristics of Yanjing very well. In order to prepare for today's trip, she even put on beautiful clothes and did her homework.
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But just when a few people were about to leave, a car suddenly drove up. Generally, no one drives in on Antique Street. This is an established rule. If someone drives in, it doesn't matter how good the car is.
Those are all spitted on, and even if the spit and saliva are not spat directly on the car, they are still deeply despised.
But the car in front of me was different. It was a car with the logo of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. This car drove in and immediately caused a commotion on the antique street.
The car stopped in front of Lin Kun and his party, and four or five people got out immediately.
This car was an extended commercial vehicle. Among the group of people who got off, the leader was a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair style, wearing a white shirt, trousers, and small leather shoes.
This middle-aged man had one big eye and one small eye. The smile on his face was very bureaucratic. He glanced at Lin Kun and others, and then said with a smile: "Hello, I am Zhao Bin, the director of our X District Cultural Relics Bureau. I just said
Received a clue that one of them took a photo of a treasured portrait of a beauties from the Imperial Prefect of the Tang Dynasty?"
Treasures were taken here...
People from the Cultural Relics Bureau are here. Needless to say, they must be here to give away 500 yuan and a banner.
Song Xinyi wanted to speak, but was stopped by Lin Kun. Lin Kun smiled and said, "Director Zhao, I don't know who you got the clue from. Is it reliable?"
This Zhao Bin is the cultural relics director of a district, and he happens to be in charge of this antique street. He has never seen Lin Kun and Song Xinyi. This is reasonable. It is not that Lin Kun and Song Xinyi have insufficient status and background, but the status of the director.
Somewhat low.
There are so many officials, big and small, and civil servants in Yanjing City. Among them, Zhao Bin is definitely not a leader, or even a leader.
"Well..."
Zhao Bin smiled and said, "In order to protect the privacy of the person who provided the clues, we..."
Lin Kun said with a smile: "Director Zhao, you are wrong to say that. If this person's clues are true, then he is doing it for the sake of national cultural relics and property. This is an aboveboard matter, how can personal privacy be involved?
Unless there is something ulterior between you and the person who gave the clue..."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Zhao Bin raised his eyebrows and immediately became furious, "You are spitting blood!"
"It's the clue I provided."
Tan Weizheng walked over from the side at this time, followed by two noisy apprentices... (To be continued)