Jiangcheng in the southern province of S is an ancient water town. Even if the ecological environment is harsh, it has not affected the beautiful mountains and rivers of Jiangcheng at all.

In the early morning, the antique Jiangcheng was filled with the soft Wu dialect laughter everywhere.

Many shops in Panlong Lane have already opened, but the only house with a unique courtyard at the end of the alley is only opened on time at 10 a.m.

A plaque is hung on the red painted wooden door of the house, with two golden characters engraved on it - Sanqing.

That's right, this shop with a unique courtyard is called Sanqing, but it has nothing to do with Taoist temples, because it is an antique shop. The shop's name is Sanqing because the owner is too rude. At that time, he was chasing a serial fantasy novel, and happened to see the sentence "Sanqing Fantasy Land, Ten Foot Red Dust" written in the book, so he chose the store's name as Sanqing.

As for why the store name is not named "Red Dust", the owner said that this kind of store name is even less like an antique store, which makes people feel very inappropriate at first glance.

At exactly 10 o'clock in the morning, the Sanqing Antique Store opened on time.

The red painted wooden door creaked and opened from the inside. After a while, a tall and slender girl walked out from the inside with a small bamboo chair in one hand.

The girl first placed the small bamboo chair in her hand next to the stone lion in the house outside the gate, and then walked towards a breakfast shop diagonally opposite, using a clearing but still tired voice, she shouted to the owner of the breakfast shop very skillfully: "Uncle Zhang, two fried dough sticks, a pancake, and a cup of hot soy milk."

"Xiao Liu is just getting up again?" The owner of the breakfast shop smiled when he heard this voice and didn't even have to raise his head, "Why do you only have half of the weight of your daily life today? Uncle Zhang, I have left you the daily life. Or is your brother and the others no longer at home?"

"Then give me the usual measure." The girl seemed to have recovered from the sleepiness, and a bright smile appeared on her extremely beautiful little face. "Brother and the others are indeed not at home, and I can use the rest for lunch."

"How can lunch be eaten so casually?" The breakfast shop owner quickly put fried dough sticks and pancakes for the girl, but only two fried dough sticks and a pancake. Then he took a cup of hot soy milk and handed them to the girl in front of the door, and smiled and said, "When lunch is over, uncle asked your aunt Zhang to bring you delicious food, and you can eat breakfast while it's hot."

The girl responded with a smile when she heard this, took the breakfast but did not leave immediately. Instead, she stood in the breakfast shop and looked into the shop, asking curiously: "Where is Aunt Zhang?"

"My little brat holds a parent-teacher meeting at school today. Your Aunt Zhang left before 8 o'clock." The breakfast shop owner smiled and said, "It's almost time to come back. Yesterday, your aunt bought a lot of ribs and made sweet and sour ribs for you at noon."

When I heard that there were free sweet and sour pork ribs to eat at noon, the girl's narrow eyes suddenly lit up a little.

Seeing this, the breakfast shop owner shook his head and laughed, waved his hand to drive her away: "Go and have breakfast quickly. If you have to be slow for a while, you can't eat sweet and sour pork ribs at noon."

"Hello." The girl turned around and walked back as she walked, and turned around and said, "The breakfast money is still on my brother's head."

"The little girl is not old and has a bad memory." The breakfast shop owner smiled at the girl's back and said, "Your brother has given all the money for a month of breakfast at one time. I have told you, the girl several times, why haven't you remembered it yet!"

The little girl with a bad memory yelled, then ran back to the antique shop with a smile, but she didn't know if she had forgotten the small bamboo chair left outside, but she didn't take it back.

Not long after the girl returned to the store, a staggering old lady came into the entrance of Panlong Lane. However, what is strange is that it was clearly sunny today, but the old lady held a big black umbrella in her hand.

There are not many pedestrians coming and going in Panlong Alley, but the few pedestrians in the alley look like they can't see the old lady. No one looks at the old lady who is still holding an umbrella in Daqingtian.

The old lady walked in the alley on the bluestone road with an umbrella. Because she was slow, it took almost half an hour to get to this end of the alley. Perhaps she was tired of walking, so the old lady stopped at the door of the antique shop and moved to the small bamboo chair next to the stone lion with great skill and sat down. She still held the big black umbrella in her hand.

In the front yard of the antique shop, the girl was sitting under the willow tree for breakfast. Her eyes were inadvertently facing the old lady who looked back at the door. She heard the old lady say in a very light voice: "If you can't plant willow trees in the yard of your home, it's not good for the owner."

The girl swallowed the food in her mouth slowly and smiled at the old lady: "It's okay, the willow tree was already there when I bought this house. You can't pull it out just to avoid it."

The old lady smiled and shook her head, but in the end she didn't say anything else.

The girl finished her breakfast in a few bites and was about to get up to wash her hands when there were rapid footsteps in the alley outside.

Soon, a skinny middle-aged man walked in with a wooden jewelry box. When he entered the door, he accidentally brought down the small bamboo chair next to the stone lion in the house because he was too hasty.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at the small bamboo chair lying on the ground, and rushed into the antique shop.

The girl glanced at the man who came into the store and looked out the door again. She saw that the old lady who was still sitting at the door just now was gone, leaving only a small bamboo chair that fell to the ground at the door.

"Is Boss Ji here? I want to take a piece of jewelry." As soon as the middle-aged man entered the yard, he asked the girl anxiously, but I don't know if it was because he was too anxious, so he ignored the unhappiness flashing in the girl's eyes.

"No." The girl glanced at him lazily, turned around and walked into the main hall, "But you can show me what you want to do."

The middle-aged man glanced at the girl suspiciously, probably because he felt that she was too young and was not relieved. He frowned and said, "Little girl, can you see it? My jewelry is an old item."

The girl turned around and looked at him lightly, "How can you help the boss guard the shop if you don't know how to watch? But if you are not at ease, you can't take action on the old object for the time being. You can show it to him when the boss comes back."

"When will Boss Ji come back?" The middle-aged man was still worried about letting a little girl take a look.

The girl smiled when she heard this and said unsure: "I don't know, maybe I'll come back tomorrow, or maybe I'll come back the day after tomorrow. When the boss left, he didn't tell me when he would come back. Uncle, you might as well wait for three or five days. The boss might come back in three or five days."

When the middle-aged man heard that he had to wait for three or five days, a look of anxiety suddenly appeared in his eyes. After hesitating for a few minutes, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, little girl, you can take a look first."

"Come in with me." The girl squinted her eyes and smiled before she called him into the room.

Inside the house, the middle-aged man carefully opened the jewelry box and took out a white jade peach blossom hairpin from it. On the peach blossoms carved by the white jade, there were a few blood-colored patterns faintly revealed.

When he handed the white jade peach blossom hairpin to the girl, the middle-aged man's hand was trembling unconsciously, as if the antique hairpin he held in his hand was not an antique hairpin, but an extremely terrifying existence.

The girl glanced at the middle-aged man lightly and brought the fear that had no time to hide in his eyes.

"Oh." The girl looked at her hairpin repeatedly, then smiled and said, "It's really an old object. Judging from the quality and carving, I'm afraid it was from the Ming and Qing dynasties."

Seeing that the girl actually said that the jade hairpin was born in one word, the middle-aged man believed that she really knew how to watch it.

The girl looked at the jade hairpin with a smile and said, "But the peach blossoms are stained with blood, which is not the jade itself. The ancient jade with blood is not a good sign."

I don’t know if the girl’s words touched the middle-aged man, but I saw that the middle-aged man who had just calmed down and turned pale again.

The girl looked at him inquiringly and asked, "Uncle, what price are you planning to pay?"

Although the middle-aged man had a white face, he still pointed two fingers at the girl.

The girl raised her eyebrows, "Two million? Uncle, are you kidding? If you don't have those few bloodshots on your white jade peach blossom hairpin, I can barely give you two million, but because of these few bloodshots, I won't be willing to give you even one million."

"Miss, this is an old object from the late Ming Dynasty." The middle-aged man was immediately anxious when he heard this. "Last year, a jade bracelet from the late Ming Dynasty was sold at the Nine Auctions in the Imperial Capital for a high price of more than 7 million yuan."

"Why didn't the uncle take this hairpin to Jiujian Auction Club to take action?" The girl asked with a smile: "Even if there is no branch of Jiujian Auction Club in Jiangcheng, there are ones in Mucheng in our province."

The middle-aged man was choked by the girl's words and asked Jiujian Auction Club to really take his jade hairpin, how could he send it to this small antique shop?

The girl looked at the middle-aged man's depressed expression, smiled slightly, and pointed out: "Because Jiujian Auction Club does not accept your jade hairpin, so uncle, you can only bring the jade hairpin to my antique shop to take action, right?"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, looked at the girl in shock and shock, and said in disbelief: "You...how did you know?"

"I not only know that Jiujian Auction Club does not accept your jade hairpin, but I also know that you have discarded this jade hairpin several times, but no matter where you discard it, it will still appear in your home the next day." The girl smiled at the middle-aged man, casually playing with the white jade peach blossom hairpin in her hand, and then said: "If you want to take action on this hairpin, I can only give you 800,000 at most. Although the price is more than half less than what you said, I can guarantee that it will not appear in your home again, let alone in your future life."

The middle-aged man was completely shocked by the girl's words.

The girl looked at him and asked, "How? 800,000 yuan, do you want to use this jade hairpin?"

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It's still a pit, no one can stop!!!
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