Grand Collection

Kong Yi was younger than the rest of them, and had no common language, but had a good chat with Luo Zigeng. They were about the same age, and they were both rookies in the antique business. They immediately shouted that they met very late, and went to Kong Yi's room lovingly. chat.

"Hey, it seems like there's nothing else to do, let's find a movie to watch," Kong Yi squatted under the TV cabinet, rattling out dozens of discs.

Luo Zigeng flipped through them one by one, "Your films are old, Shaw Brothers... so many years ago."

"I don't know. I have only lived in China for a short time." Kong Yi flipped through the pages, but also felt that he was not interested. "These are all movies given by my brother and uncle."

"You don't have any movies on your hard drive?"

Kong Yi gave him a strange look, "Looking at the hard disk? It's not very good."

"What's wrong?"

Kong Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally made a difficult decision, turned on the computer, "Forget it, since you want to watch it, then I have no choice but to satisfy you."

Five minutes later, a nigga on the screen tied a handsome blond guy to a chair and fucked vigorously.

Luo Zigeng frowned, "This! It is! What! What!!!"

"My hard drive is full of these," Kong Yi shrugged, and changed to a movie, why not, "Look, I said it's not good, it's all you, the annoying little goblin, who insists on watching it, it's so frustrating Embarrassing..."

As soon as the picture on the screen changed, the thin-skinned and tender little Ling screamed loudly under the whip of the trainer.

Luo Zigeng's hairs stood on end.

"Oh, everyone is not young, why are you pretending to be innocent?" Kong Yi waved his hand, "Don't tell me you haven't watched porn."

Luo Zigeng rushed forward to turn off the video, "That's different, this is a G movie!"

"Is there a difference?" Kong Yi looked at him seriously, "Young man, then you will lose a lot of fun. Let me tell you, chrysanthemums and cherry blossoms have different beauty when they bloom..."

"Enough!" Luo Zigeng was about to go crazy, "Are you GAY?"

"No, I'm just not against homosexuality. I've done everything from male to female transvestites." Kong Yi got up and went to the suitcase for a long time to find a comic. "Take it back to study." , remember, boy."

Luo Zigeng saw that the cover was very pornographic, and was thinking about how to refuse, when he heard this, he was taken aback, "Remember what?"

Kong Yi rubbed his nose with his thumb, and said arrogantly, "The chrysanthemum is tight."

"..."

"That's an extraordinary feeling."

Luo Zigeng collapsed.

On the way back to the guest room with the comics, I met Kong Xin, "Brother Kong is still awake?"

"Sleep right away," Kong Xin said with disheveled hair. He drank alcohol, his eyes were watery, and he looked at Luo Zigeng blankly. "What are you holding in your hand?"

"No, nothing." Luo Zigeng subconsciously hid behind his back.

"Hey, do you still have something to hide from me?" Kong Xin laughed out loud, and grabbed it with his hands, "Silly boy, show it to me, I'll let you hide it! Hand it over! Will you hand it over? Hey... Looking for a beating..."

The two were chasing after each other in the living room, Kong Xin picked up a pillow and threw it over, Luo Zigeng flashed nimbly and frowned, "Brother Kong, don't do this, go back to sleep when you're drunk."

"Nonsense!" Kong Xin said seriously, "Who's drunk? I'm not drunk for a thousand glasses! Where are you going to hide? Show me what's in your hand, what good is it?"

"There's nothing good, it's the manga that Kong Yi gave me!"

Kong Xin rushed forward enthusiastically, "That's more to see!"

"Ah..." Luo Zigeng stepped on the pillow, his tall body tilted, and fell to the floor with a thump, and then there was a sharp pain in his lower back——Kong Xin didn't stop the brake, and the whole person fell on his back.

"Fuck! Groove!" Kong Yi opened the door, dumbfounded, "I don't know where to go!"

Luo Zigeng was pressed to the ground, filled with grief and indignation, "It's not what you think!!!"

Kong Xin Shiran got up, took the manga he finally got in his hand, opened it forcefully, and muttered to himself, "Let me see what kind of manga...huh?"

Luo Zigeng rushed forward and snatched it off, with a cold face, "You're drunk!"

"I told you I'm not drunk," Kong Xin stopped making trouble, patted his buttocks, floated to his room, and pointed at Kong Yi from the air, "You boy, give me some snacks, don't just teach him some messy dirty tricks." thing."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Kong Yi was unwilling, standing at the door and yelling.

"Enough!" Luo Zigeng was annoyed, what a mess, he threw the manga to Kong Yi, then turned and left.

Kong Yi was left holding a 18X manga full of indignation: What did I do, didn’t I just give him a manga, why did it become a mess?

Of course, the revolutionary friendship will not be affected by a cartoon. Early the next morning, Luo Zigeng was woken up by the energetic Kong Yi, and the two went to the Antique Street together.

Everyone is begging for food in the antique shop, shopping is nothing, but the problem is, my God!return!without!Bright!

Luo Zigeng was hungry, and accompanied Kong Yi to the Antique Street. Seeing his serious look, he couldn't help wondering, "Are you serious?"

"Nonsense," Kong Yi rubbed his nose, feeling extremely sad, "I pissed off grandma yesterday, and I have to buy something to compensate her old man today."

Luo Zigeng nodded. This is the truth. I heard that the old lady was very angry. It is estimated that Kong Yi was the first to give her a urinal as a birthday present in 80 years.

It was still dark, and there were dim electric lights on both sides of the street. Vendors spread out their stalls, displaying shady things in twos and threes. Luo Zigeng squatted in front of a stall, using a flashlight to look at a piece of jade in his hand.

"Little brother, you have good eyesight," the stall owner praised, "This piece of jade is wide open, and you can see Han's at a glance."

Luo Zigeng didn't raise his head, "How much?"

"Eight thousand, the same price."

Luo Zigeng said indifferently, "Brother, we are all sensible people. Your jade bi is not bad for opening the door, but it is really worth eight thousand for this quality?"

The old stall owner chuckled, "I see that although your little brother is young, his eyesight is not bad. Is it worth [-] yuan...you don't know?"

"If you saw it in a decent store, eight thousand? It's worth it," Luo Zigeng took a moment to think about it, "but brother, you also know where this is. I still have to think about whether it's worth eight thousand."

"Okay, okay, take the six thousand, I've met someone who knows the goods," the old stall owner was frustrated. This is a ghost market, an underground trading market that has always existed in antique shops. The market opens in the middle of the night and closes the stall at dawn. People, so some places are also called Tianguangxu.

As the saying goes, there are three ghosts in the ghost market, human ghosts, goods ghosts, and business ghosts.There are stolen goods, some sold ancestral property, and there are even more counterfeit products, so the prices of things here are generally not high. If you have good eyesight, you can often find good things at low prices.

Luo Zigeng didn't give up, "Five thousand."

"You!" The old stall owner poked his neck, "Little brother, you also know the goods, do you think this jade is worth it?"

"I'll give you five thousand, just a little more," Luo Zigeng said firmly, "Brother, you know it well..."

"Oh, are you enough?" Kong Yi couldn't listen anymore, "Are you talking about 1000 yuan? Hurry up, [-] yuan is almost the same, I think it's worth it!"

Luo Zigeng spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Before he had time to react, Kong Yi had already pulled out a bunch of soft sister coins, paid for him neatly, picked up the jade bi, and flicked his fingers twice, "Hey, it really is a good thing..."

Luo Zigeng: "..."

When the sky lightened slightly, Kong Yi looked up at the blue sky in the east, and muttered, "I'm going to be out of shopping again?"

Before he finished speaking, a hand was placed on his shoulder suddenly, and a hoarse voice whispered in his ear, "The two bosses want to buy jade?"

"Damn it!" Kong Yi jumped forward in fright, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he turned his head tremblingly, "Brother, do you want to scare us to death if you speak well?"

Luo Zigeng turned his head and looked at the man in front of him. It was just early winter and Nanjing was not cold, but this man was wrapped in a dusty military coat, as if he had come from far away.

"Boss, here is the authentic Hetian Baiyu, left over from the Qianlong Dynasty," the man said to Kong Yi furtively, "You are an expert, you can tell if it is genuine."

As he spoke, he mysteriously took out something from the military overcoat, and untied the black plastic bag wrapped around it, revealing a suet-white jade handle.

Kong Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately regained his energy.

Luo Zigeng stopped him, looked at the man, and said coldly, "How do you know he is an expert?"

"Hey," the man grinned, "I was right next to you when you bought the jade bi. Looking at you, I knew you were antique bugs who had been in this way for many years, and you smelled like experts."

"Hahaha," Kong Yi laughed, and patted the man's shoulder, "Brother, I have good eyesight, to tell you the truth, I am the famous second young master of the Kong family..."

Luo Zigeng: "..."

The man looked around and lowered his voice, "Let's take a step to talk."

In a blink of an eye, Kong Yi and the man walked shoulder to shoulder and walked towards a deep alley. Luo Zigeng almost choked to death, and hurriedly followed. Kong Yi had already taken out the thing, raised it boldly, and looked up. Watching, "It really is Qianlong's sword, so mighty, so domineering, it must be the real Qianlong imperial sword, buddy, how much is it?"

"One hundred thousand."

Luo Zigeng interjected, "Ah Yi, I think you need to think about it."

Kong Yi thought for a while, "What you said makes sense," he turned to the man, "I don't like bargaining, so you quote me a real price. If it's suitable, I'll buy it, and if it's not, I'll knock it down."

Man: "[-] is already a big sale with tears in your eyes. You know the goods, and the rare is the most valuable. Do you know how rare this Qianlong sword is?"

"That's right," Kong Yi thought for a moment, "Some time ago, Jiadeqiu auctioned a lot, hey Zigeng, tens of millions?"

Luo Zigeng said slowly, "4830 million, that's the only one in circulation on the market."

"No, two, the other one is here," the man looked distressed, clutching his heart, "Boss, buy it quickly, take it away, and don't let it appear in front of me again."

Kong Yi was shocked, "What's the matter with you, buddy? Your heart is not feeling well? We need to be treated if we are sick!"

"No," the man shook his head violently, almost gnashing his silver teeth, "I'll tell you the truth, my family was also inlaid with yellow flags back then, and this treasured sword was given to my ancestors by Lord Qianlong. I hate my unworthy descendant for living so poorly that I want to sell it!" Losing the family heirloom left by my ancestors, I don't have a heart attack, it's just remorse, and my heart aches!"

"Don't be too sad," Kong Yi said, "Antiques, in whose hands are they not for fun? As the saying goes, if you see it, you own it. Old brother, you have owned it for decades. I will protect the family heirlooms of your family, and I promise to wipe and preserve them frequently, so you can rest assured!"

The man wiped his tears, "You are a real hero and a pure man, okay, since you are bold, then I can't be stingy anymore, I will give you a [-]% discount on this treasured sword, ninety-nine thousand, you take it!"

Kong Yi clapped his hands, "Good!"

Luo Zigeng: "..."