Chapter 6 Go to the countryside

As soon as the yellow finch came into contact with this industry, he saw the priceless treasure. This boy couldn't believe it, but after all, it has been more than ten years since the maple opened this October. How many good things have really been received? In other words, it can only be said that the little yellow finch has a good fortune, and it is an honor to have a face-to-face and close contact with this peerless treasure.

Liu Jinyin locked himself in his room all afternoon, saying that he wanted to study the unusualness of the bloody jade. The yellow finch couldn't help asking, "Uncle Yin, although this bloody jade is a priceless treasure, there is a price after all. How much are you going to do?"

Liu Jinyin glanced at the yellow finch and said, "You boy, let me tell you, we can't sell this bloody jade for any amount of money. Do you understand? There are Maoerkou in Qingcheng, Panjiayuan, and antique markets in Xi'an and other places. Some of the time-honored shops in these can not fail for a hundred years. Do you know the reason? It's because they have their own store treasure. From today on, this blood jade is the treasure of our October maple store.

After saying that, I took a serious look at the yellow finch and said again, "Uncle Yin, I have lived for most of my life. After so many years of ups and downs, I have also thought about the world thoroughly. Therefore, there are some things that I know very well that I absolutely can't buy with money. This October Feng will continue to gain a foothold in Qingcheng. This bloody jade is like a tiger adding wings.

The yellow finch was quite moved to hear it, and the old boy Liu Jinyin is still constantly remembering himself in his heart.

"You boy, work hard!"

Liu Jinyin's heart is very important.

The yellow finch nodded, "Uncle Yin, I've really had a good life. I met a good second uncle, and now I've met you again."

Liu Jinyin smiled and said, "It's good for you to know, but it's not enough to have the treasure of this town store. Sparrow, you still need to improve your own strength. The antique way is to make a living, fast, to lose the family, faster. Uncle Yin still relies on you in front of the bed and behind the bed for the rest of his life."

The yellow finch smiled. There were too many heartfelt words in his heart, but it was blocked in his throat for a moment. This boy is not a person who is good at expressing his feelings. If others are kind to him, he will only remember it tightly and never dare to forget it.

The yellow finch helped Liu Jinyin close the door and came to the counter, fantasizing that if he really had excellent antique skills in the future, what would others call him in the future? Master Huang? No, no, that's not Huang Feihong, isn't it, Huang Lao? No, no, you have to be young and want to be able to do it. What's called? Master Huang? What's more, Master Huang's name is a cheating charlatan, Professor Huang? Mr. Huang? Wong Tai Sin?

The yellow finch laughed as soon as he thought.

Near the evening, the yellow finch also thought about the antique knowledge all afternoon. He got nothing in four words. He was about to pack up and call Liu Jinyin. At this time, a figure appeared at the door of October Feng.

As soon as the yellow finch sees it, its heart will reach its throat.

This is not someone else, but the root of firewood.

Is this old farmer broken by someone, thinking that 10,000 yuan is too little to sell the blood jade?

I don't know what's going on. The yellow finch is guilty and has a feeling of being a thief.

"Little brother, little brother!"

The root of firewood is called the yellow finch.

The yellow finch had no choice but to stand up, came to the firewood root and said, "Uncle Grassroots, what's the matter?"

The firewood root is still the same shape, a little sloppy, simple and honest, but the hands have not covered the abdomen. It seems that the 10,000 yuan ocean has been transferred to a safe place by him.

The firewood grass root looked at the yellow finch and said, "Where's your uncle? Aren't you here?"

"Are you looking for my uncle?"

The firewood grass root nodded, and there seemed to be a little anxious in his eyes.

The yellow finch screamed badly in his heart. Although he felt that it was indeed unkind that Liu Jinyin received the blood at the price of 10,000 yuan, but then again, no business is treacherous. Besides, Liu Jinyin is actually right. Chai Caogen has blood jade in his hand, which is like holding a grasp. A time bomb, and if you give him more than 100,000 or even millions, it will probably ignite a fuse.

Now looking at the anxious look of firewood and grass roots, it is likely to ask back and forth, or take more money.

Can Liu Jinyin agree? Will you turn against each other then? The yellow finch is kind by nature. He really doesn't want to see the scene of Liu Jinyin quarreling with Chai Cao Lu.

"Isn't he there? I have something urgent!"

The firewood grass root emphasizes a sentence.

As soon as the yellow finch gritted its teeth, forget it, they really came to the door. At worst, they just returned it.

With this idea, the yellow finch asked the firewood grass root to wait for a moment, and then quickly went upstairs and knocked on Liu Jinyin's door.

"Who is it?"

"I, sparrow!"

Liu Jinyin opened the door, saw that it was a yellow finch, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The yellow finch lowered its voice and said, "The firewood and grass roots are back again. Uncle Yin, I think he must know the real price of blood jade. He came to go back. I think it's better to go back."

Liu Jinyin was stunned, "When did he come here?"

"I just came!"

Liu Jinyin stopped talking and stood at the door for a long time.

"Uncle Yin, forget it. If others really don't sell it, we will rob it. Besides, the grass root is also an honest person, I think..."

"What do you know? How can you take back the things that are sold? Besides, this thing will become the treasure of October Feng's store in the future. You don't care, but I still care?"

Liu Jinyin is an old world. His heart is fierce and spicy. How can it be compared with the yellow finch? If you get a good thing, can you return it back? If he says it, he will scold himself.

After explaining to the yellow finch, he sorted out his thoughts and slowly went downstairs.

Seeing Liu Jinyin go downstairs, the firewood grass roots quickly greeted him.

"Brother, what can I do for you?" Liu Jinyin regained his Jingbei accent, and at the same time carefully checked the look on the face of Chai Caogen.

At this time, the heart of the yellow finch was also raised. He was really afraid that the firewood and grass roots would bring up this bloody jade thing, and Liu Jinyin's character would definitely not be returned.

Chai Cao Gen looked at Liu Jinyin, lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother, is my bracelet really valuable?"

Is this the problem again?

If someone asks, the yellow finch will definitely feel that he is deliberately teasing, but the firewood grass root asks like this gives people an elusive feeling. I don't know what he means by asking like this.

"Brother doesn't believe me again?"

Liu Jinyin asked rhetorical questions.

Firewood and grass roots wave their hands, "I, I believe you. I mean, if my bracelet is really valuable, you might as well go back to my hometown with me. There are a lot of things there, and it's useless to put them at home. If you can really exchange some money to buy food and drink, it's not bad. I can't believe others. Your brother is really Man, I believe in you."

As soon as the words of firewood and grass roots came out, the yellow finch was stunned. Not only the yellow finch was stunned, but also Liu Jinyin was stunned. The two thought that they were looking for bad luck, but they didn't expect that they were helping them to do business.

Does folk treasures come out? Did you really find a super treasure this time?

The yellow finch looked at the firewood root and couldn't believe what he said.

Besides, there is not much difference between jade and stone in this antique world. How many eyes can this firewood root have? The good things he said may not be real treasures.

"Where are you? Is that a lot?"

Liu Jinyin asked with a tongue-to-tong.

The root of firewood nodded, "My place is poor and poor, but there are some such things in everyone. If you city people need it, we will sell it. Brother, don't worry, brother won't lie. You, just give money according to your conscience. This thing, you can't eat it, drink it's a waste. Of."

If it is a firewood root, it is very attractive.

Uncle Liu Jinyin, who is very experienced and determined, can't help but be moved.

"Brother, are you telling the truth?"

"Can I lie to you?"

Liu Jinyin looked at the yellow finch and probably wanted to ask how credible the boy's words about the old farmer were. The yellow finch looked at each other and said believe it. It's too strange. Say no. Will the firewood root in front of him be a liar? It's unlikely. Besides, if you really want to deceive people and smash this priceless blood jade as bait, it's a little too much of a loss.

"Jingbei, it's a good place!" Liu Jinyin suddenly said.

"What's good? There are many mountains, the transportation is inconvenient, and people are so poor!" The firewood root muttered.

"Brother, where is your hometown?" Liu Jinyin asked again.

"Jingbei, Xishan, Liupigou!"

"Jingbei, Xishan, Liupigou." Liu Jinyin repeated, and then nodded, "Brother, when are you going to go back to your hometown?"

"Tomorrow, take the train, take the car, and finally walk. Hey, I just want to find it back. I don't know what the child is sick?"

As he spoke, the firewood and grass roots looked anxious again. This time, he came to feel that Liu Jinyin was good. At the same time, he also felt that it was a good thing to find a way to live for his villagers.

Liu Jinyin did not speak and meditated.

After a long time, the firewood roots couldn't help looking at the dark sky outside and said, "Brother, would you like to go with me? In a word, it's going to be dark, and I have to prepare the clothes to go back tomorrow."

Liu Jinyin looked at the firewood roots and finally nodded suddenly, "Brother, okay, I'll go with you. Tomorrow, it's still here. Let's go together!"

"All's it!"

The firewood root threw a word and left. When I left, my whole body seemed to be relaxed.

"Uncle Yin, are you really going?" After the firewood roots left, the yellow finch asked.

Liu Jinyin nodded and nodded, "Fuckle, autumn is coming, and it's time to have a bumper harvest. This is an opportunity. Besides, as far as I know, Xishan in Jingbei is an ancient tomb gathering place. It is rumored to be guarded by dragon veins, and the feng shui is excellent. Therefore, there is really such a possibility to produce treasures in that place, and, There are many barren villages in the West Mountain, and there are really many villages like firewood and grass roots that watch the sky and eat. Anyway, I haven't chosen a good destination this year, so I just go to Xishan!"

After saying that, he looked at the yellow finch and said with a smile, "If you are Uncle Yin and I are alone, I'm really afraid of being eaten by the wild man in the mountains, but with you and Xiao Diu, what are you afraid of?"

"I'll go with Xiaodi too?" The yellow finch is a little excited and worried.

"Don't want to? Three seconds for you to think about, one, two..."

"Go and go!" The yellow finch summoned up his courage, "Grandma, this time, get a few more treasures of the store for October Feng!"