143 Mysterious Relationship

Just as Wei Jiacheng returned to City B with full harvest, Liao Qinghe also got the first-hand information about the search.

"Master."

Only Jiacheng put down his luggage in his hand, and his voice was full of respect.

"Are you back?"

A simple question. However, I'm used to it.

"This is Liao Qinghe's information."

Wei Jiacheng took out a folder from the luggage, which was a thick pile, all of which were related to Liao Qinghe.

I took it and opened it. At first glance, I fell on the photo. I couldn't move my eyes for a long time. The world is really so big and so small. So soon, some people are destined to meet again. How many years have you not seen him? Xun is about to forget. I don't remember how many years ago, Xun studied antiques with him, but for Xun, this is a matter of his last life. In this life, he will no longer recognize him.

"The information is very comprehensive, and you are very attentive this time."

Looking for the incident on the information, this side agrees with the achievements of the bonus.

According to the data, he also has a brother, and the technology of treasure appreciation and counterfeiting is above him. However, I tried my best, but I still couldn't find the whereabouts of this person.

However, the addition has always been for searching, and it is reported according to the facts.

At this time, he thought that Liao Qinghe's brother must be a great person. However, why didn't the two brothers develop together after they learned? Anyway, this fellow brother's skills are so good. In terms of calculation, it should be more in line with the behavior of this industry. However, it is very abnormal, and it is not so. Think about it, it's what happened, so these two people don't have it.

"This doesn't matter. I just need to know the origin of Liao Qinghe. OK, it's nothing to do with you here. Go and have a rest when you come back! There have been some accidents when you are not here these days. I don't think I can solve these problems well, so I hope you can go. She has always been more obedient to you. Go and persuade her. Let her do things rationally."

Xun raised his head, which was buried in the information, and looked at Wei Jiacheng Road. The word 'she' is enough to make Wei Jiacheng understand who she is. Therefore, he doesn't need to ask more questions. Next, just follow Xu Xu's instructions.

"Yes, I'll do it."

Only Jiacheng nodded in response, and then went out. Xun threw the stack of information on the coffee table and came to a glass of wine from the wine cabinet on one side. As soon as he looked up, he poured the whole glass of liquor into his mouth. With a slight 'grunt', he got down.

In those years, they were the best brothers, but for a woman. But they can't be the same as before. Although it is not a hatred, the relationship is getting further and further. Until later, the relationship between the two gradually faded and went their separate ways.

The world changes from time to time, and time really passes very fast. However, when it comes to today, it is still difficult to find it. It was not against Liao Qinghe, but Liao Qinghe said to him before leaving. If there is a negative woman, one day she will come to settle accounts with him. Today, the purpose of coming here is probably not for him. It's just that I was very careless and implicated them. Fate is really so ridiculous.

Put the wine glass back in place, look back to the front of the soft leather sofa, and pick up the stack of materials. This time, I looked at it carefully.

One year and a month, I opened my own antique shop somewhere.

Another month of one year, I became a librarian of a small museum.

In another month of a certain year, his value rose and he became the curator of a provincial museum.

Later... his identity and main work gradually became less clear.

It seems that in this stack of materials, Liao Qinghe's life is just a piece of antiques. Emotions and family seem to be all a blank piece of paper. Perhaps his real private life is not just a blank piece of paper, but there is no record related to his feelings on this information.

"If the purpose of your visit this time is for the collection of Luo Jinshi's family. I'm sorry. I want to tell you that you came by mistake.

Looking at the familiar photo, he said slightly. The years have left no trace on this man's face. However, the washing and grinding of the years made the original diamond horns on his face much fuller. Unexpectedly, many years later, when I saw the photo of this old man, I would feel that he had become more masculine.

A man who is already in his early forties has indeed experienced years and enriched his experience. However, looking for self-confidence, he must be much younger than him.

In the streets and alleys at that time, Liao Qinghe was buying some things here.

Here, although there are few real antiques, there are many high imitations made by masters. Of course, when luck hits you. It is also possible to meet a few authentic products. However, Liao Qinghe has never had much hope for such a probability of winning 10 million in the lottery.

"Sir, let's take a look at this! This is authentic. Don't miss it!"

On the side of a small stall, hawkers are selling hard. When I saw this person in casual clothes, but his identity was obviously not low. The hawker stopped Liao Qinghe.

"Good."

Liao Qinghe squatted on the ground and looked carefully at what the hawker said. Thirty seconds later. Liao Qinghe raised his head and looked directly at the peddler.

"That's good. Your skills are very good. Come on. One day, you will also pretend to be a real master."

After saying that, Liao Qinghe smiled. Shaking the dust on his body, he stood up.

"Oh, hey, you always have good eyesight, master!"

The hawker is indeed ashamed of himself. That admiration in my heart! Such a decision was made in 30 seconds. Usually, people who read his things here would like him for a long time. Finally, I have to hesitate. Is this true or false? But I didn't expect to meet such a good person today.

"I can't be a master. I just know a little bit about fur."

While talking, Liao Qinghe was about to stand up and walk away. But I only heard the peddler say.

"I'm a very expert. I know a little about fur. In that case, I'll show you some real things. The decision won't let you down."

Originally, Liao Qinghe was just walking to the market by himself because Luo Jinshi refused to see her and cooperate with him. Since the peddler said so, Liao Qinghe just took it as a way to pass the time. Anyway, he doesn't believe that there are many real things here, but they are just some fierce imitations, or some worthless gadgets. However, Liao Qinghe has a characteristic that he likes to exchange those small things to play with. Once, his teacher also said that he was a plaything and lost his mind. However, he has kept this little hobby for so many years.

At this time, the peddler took out a long-aged vermilion wooden box from nowhere. The box is dyed with a beautiful vermilion. Although it is a little older, it is rare to see it in bright color and well preserved. Liao Qinghe took a look and fell in love with the box. Think about it, if this is not imitated by the ultimate master, it must be a treasure.

Liao Qinghe just wanted to speak, but he only heard it.

"Come on, come and have a look."

"This box?"

"It's not this box. What's good about this box? It's a good-looking one."

The hawker opened the box and took out the bottle from it. Naturally, this bottle shocked Liao Qinghe even more.

This craft is so familiar, as if it comes from your own hands. However, if you look at some subtleties, it doesn't look like it.

"Show me."

Liao Qinghe took over.

When the peddler looked at Liao Qinghe's eyes, he also felt that there was a play. However, the more Liao Qinghe looked at the eyebrows, the tighter they became. The hawker can't know what is thinking in Liao Qinghe's heart. Maybe it is the value of things that can be seen.

"How's it going?"

The hawker asked tentatively.

"You really have a set, and you can even get such high-security products. Tell me, how much is it? I want this."

The hawker's heart suddenly looked like a discouraged ball. I thought that such high-defense products could be fooled and bought at an excellent price!

"You are really good. I've been shopping for so long, and I've never seen anyone with such bright eyes.

"Ha ha, it's your luck today. Tell me, how much is it?"

Liao Qinghe has always been cheerful. Liao Qinghe is betting on this thing in his heart, which is not what ordinary people do. However, it is also very likely that it is what his brother did. I have not seen such a thing for many years. However, when holding this thing in his hand, he suddenly felt as if it had come from his own hands, Liao Qinghe was sure that there was no one else except him. Therefore, he must now determine the time of this thing.

"Thirty thousand."

As soon as the hawker opens his mouth, it is 30,000 yuan. This is an imitation, but this imitation is superb. In this market, it is indeed worth this money.

"With this box?"

Liao Qinghe did not bargain, but he had already taken a fancy to the box at a glance.

"Well, thank you, this box is my baby. I don't buy it, so it's still this one."

The hawker rudely put away the box in Liao Qinghe's eyes. He took out a plastic bag and handed it to Liao Qinghe, signaling him to use this to pack the bottle. Sure enough, it is an imitation, so it can only be treated like this.

Liao Qinghe frowned, and there were still people who bought things like this. When this was installed, people wouldn't look at it and knew that it was not a genuine product!