Chapter 15 Look at antiques

Guan Qing had long expected that Shi Miao would refuse. He had already seen Shi Miao's stubbornness when he was in Zhangjia Village. Since she said she didn't want to gamble anymore, she would not choose to come*. "Well, I'll give you my business card. If you have anything in the future, you can contact me. If you change your mind, call me. ." Guan Qing handed his business card to Shi Miao.

Shi Miao took the business card, held it in his hand and smiled, "Okay, anyway, thank you."

Seeing that Shi Miao took over the business card, Guan Qing's face smiled. He has always had Shi Miao's contact information. Now that Shi Miao has received his business card, there will naturally be more opportunities for them to meet in the future.

Shi Miao drove the car to the community yard, opened the door, saw that Shi Yue was still sleeping, gently kissed the little guy, and then took Shi Yue out and locked the car.

Today, when she was in Zhangjia Village, Shi Miao found that she was much more powerful than in the past, and now she has no difficulty in holding Shi Yue.

Seeing Shi Miao go in with his sister in his arms, Guan Qing still did not move, but silently read the name "Shi Miao..."

Where has she become a friend? Guan Qing was a little excited, but he didn't notice that a car was parked not far from them.

Guan Qing returned to the office and saw Guan Mian's gloomy face.

"Brother." Guan Qing walked to Guan Mian and had guessed why Guan Mian was in his office. He used the people below, who were also transferred to the countryside by himself. As the young master of the Guan family, how could he not know all this?

Guan Mian raised his head, looked at Guan Qing sharply, and scolded angrily, "Since you have decided to help her, why don't you take this opportunity to let her use it for us? Isn't it appropriate for us to help her deal with the villagers in Zhangjia Village and let her enter our casino? What the hell do you think?"

"She doesn't want to continue gambling, and has promised me that although she will not enter our crown, she will not be used for any casinos, including herself." Guan Qing straightened his back and explained to Guan Mian. On the way back, he had expected that Guan Mian would ask about this matter.

Shi Miao's gambling skills are profound and have great potential. If Shi Miao's crown is very likely to annex the whole S city*, but... he can't deliberately embarrass a girl. In Zhangjia Village, he has already seen the other side of Shi Miao. For such a girl, he also cares about pulling her into this circle. I can't bear it.

Looking at Guan Qing's expression, Guan Mian finally understood why Guan Qing defended her. He slowly got up and walked to Guan Qing's side and patted Guan Qing's shoulder. "What on earth does this country girl have to make our Guan Er young master fascinated like this? Qing, you haven't met three times. Don't fall too deep.

"Brother, since Shi Miao has guaranteed that it will not be used for other casinos, he will definitely not do so. Don't worry!" Guan Qing did not deny his appreciation for Shi Miao.

The two brothers looked at each other for a moment, and Guan Mian smiled gently and handed Guan Qing a cigarette. "Well, I don't mind if she really deserves the identity of the second son of the Guan family. Anyway, grandma has been in a hurry to hold her grandson." Guan Mian sneered in his heart. How could a rural girl who is good at playing tricks be worthy of the Shangguan family?

Guan Qing lit a cigarette and took a sip. The faint smell of tobacco permeated the tip of his nose. He smiled faintly and deliberately ignored the three words and said, "It's gold that always shines."

"Good! I'll see what kind of gold she is!" Guan Mian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, got up and walked out of the office. After the matter of Zhangjiacun, his impression of Shi Miao was extremely bad. In the past, he wanted to attract Shi Miao and Shi Miao's superb gambling skills. Now it seems that he really needs to get to understand this country girl well! If he really deliberately deceives Ah Qing, he will never forgive him!

As soon as the two sisters entered the room, Shi Yue in Shi Miao's arms opened her eyes. She raised her little face and looked around before asking, "Sister, where is this? Why are you so beautiful?" Although Yuyu's house only has one bedroom and one living room, it is very beautifully decorated. Shi Yue felt very fresh when she saw this beautiful room, light-colored floors, beautiful curtains and bright floor-to-ceiling windows for the first time.

"Do you like it here?" Shi Miao pinched his sister's little nose.

"I like it!"

"Our home is also very beautiful, and we can move there soon."

"Great, we finally have our own home!" This sentence is somewhat sad.

When Shi Miao went to the living room, Baling, who had been lying down, suddenly said, "It's just a few mortals. Why don't you kill them?"

Although Shi Miao has been used to getting along with Baling day and night, suddenly a very magnetic male voice sounded, which still scared Shi Miao. "Now killing people is to pay for their lives, and I don't want to kill them." Although he hated Zhang Guirong, Shi Miao could not kill them.

Baling sneered, "But a few mortals, if it were me, I wouldn't let go of the whole village."

The environment where Baling lives is different from that of Shi Miao. Baling is used to acting arbitrarily. If this sentence is not enough, it scares Shi Miao. Shi Miao picked up Baling up and said, "Now society is very different from the era you live in. If you kill people at will, I can't escape even if I have wings."

"That's all. I didn't say who to kill." Shi Miao's serious face made Baling feel very interesting, and the familiar expression seemed to have been seen somewhere

Shi Yue slept very sweetly this night. Yuyu didn't come back until midnight. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the two sisters hugging and sleeping. They smiled, crept up to bed and fell asleep after a while.

In the dark, Baling on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes and jumped into bed lightly. He quietly stared at Shi Yue, who was sleeping soundly, and silently stretched out his claws. If he killed this little girl, Shi Miao would have no worries in the world. For her future development, should this girl be killed?

"I have to take her away today!" Shi Miao suddenly had a dream.

Baling turned his head and looked at Shi Miao. His eyes moved slightly and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he withdrew his claws and quietly jumped out of bed. There were only three people breathing uniformly in the room.

The next day, Shi Miao asked for a morning off and took Shi Yue to buy a lot of clothes. Yuyu knew that Shi Miao was going to work in the afternoon and offered to take care of Shi Yue. Shi Yue Mingzhu's house photo had not been issued yet, and there was no way to transfer her sister's household registration to the city. The problem of Shi Yue going to school also asked Zhao Meng to help solve.

After lunch, Shi Miao hurried to the unit. Today is very important to her, because today she will be exposed to real antiques.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Mei's client arrived. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Shi Miao and Chen Mei invited the man to the reception room and brought a pot of hot tea. After a few words of greeting, the man took out the wind bottle.

When putting the box on the table, the man still looked painful. "If I hadn't needed working capital to do business, I would definitely not have taken this wind bottle. This is the thing used by the royal family of the Song Dynasty, and the most valuable thing in my collection is it."

"The wind bottle of the Song Dynasty is indeed very collectible, and Mr. Song is indeed a good vision." Chen Mei listened and smiled and echoed.

Mr. Song finally smiled and couldn't help touching the box of the wind bottle with his left hand. For a person who likes antiques, pawning an antique is equivalent to losing a beloved woman.

At this moment, Shi Miao stands silently beside Chen Mei and has been secretly observing this person. These days, Shi Miao has also learned a lot by Master Gao, such as seeing a person's recent situation by wearing clothes.

Mr. Song is a famous brand, and his watch is also Rolex. It can be seen that he is a rich man, but the style of clothes is not very new, so it can be seen that the situation is not very good, and the shoes are very worn. He must be running around for financial matters, but his hair is still very neat, and there are still The fighting spirit is enough to show that he is not desperate.

After chatting for a while, Chen Mei proposed to listen to the wind bottle, and Mr. Song opened the box.

The box was opened, and the well-preserved listening bottle lay there quietly. Chen Mei looked carefully with gloves and handed it over to Shi Miao and deliberately said, "Look if this is the listening bottle in the Song Dynasty."

Chen Mei relies on the experience and knowledge accumulated in the past. The products of different periods must have their own characteristics. How can Shi Miao look at them? However, Shi Miao also has an idea, and she can be angry!

Pretentiously touching twice, Shi Miao quickly put the things in the box, and then quietly focused on looking at the wind bottle, but saw that the wind bottle had not changed at all. Could it be something wrong with his eyes?

Shi Miao turned his head and looked at the jade cabbage in the reception room, but saw that the jade cabbage was full of light green aura. This morning, Baling just said that old antiques have aura, so it is easy to provoke ghosts. Since this wind bottle is used by the royal family of the Song Dynasty, it should have sufficient aura. How can there be no aura at all? Yes.

"Xiao Shi, are you optimistic?" Chen Mei asked Shi Miao with a smile. In fact, Chen Mei didn't expect Shi Miao to see anything at all. She just felt that Shi Miao's frown just now was very funny, so she deliberately asked Shi Miao.

Shi Miao knew that Chen Mei had already finished reading this wind bottle, and now she is just a test of herself, so she replied, "I think this wind bottle is basically a foreware, not something from the Song Dynasty."

"Why do you say that? Do you know how much I paid to get this wind bottle? I specially asked someone to identify it!" Mr. Song on the sofa was anxious and stood up and roared at Shi Miao.

Seeing that Mr. Song was anxious, Chen Mei quickly came forward to persuade him, "Mr. Song, don't worry. We have professional appraisers. Don't worry, our prosperous pawnshop has been open for so many years and has never missed anything. You will know whether the wind bottle is a forged product."

Mr. Song listened to this and gave up and snorted coldly.

Shi Miao did not refute Mr. Song's words. Mr. Song was short of money, but Shi Miao hoped that he had made a mistake in judgment.

Because of Shi Miao's words, Mr. Song also lost the mood of chatting and proposed to identify the wind bottle. Chen Mei immediately called the appraiser, and then took Mr. Song and Shi Miao upstairs.

Half an hour later, the identification results came out. It turned out that this wind bottle was a forger made three years ago, but it was deliberately old, and the market price was only 5,000 yuan.

"Mr. Song, are you all right?" Chen Mei looked worriedly at Mr. Song, who had been silent.

Mr. Song looked at Shi Miao with a complicated expression. There was deep regret and helplessness in his eyes. He left with a wind bottle without saying a word.