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Chapter 141 Buddha Statue Treasure

After returning to Changjing, Tang Ping began to run at both the school and the hospital. With his medical skills and some of the pills he prepared, he could deal with them even if he encountered some difficult diseases. Naturally, he quickly gained a foothold in Changjing Third Hospital and was recognized and supported by the medical staff of the Third Hospital...

However, Tang Ping was still thinking about refining spiritual medicines, but unfortunately he did not have the genius treasure to refine spiritual medicines.

Recalling the experience of Zhang Yang getting thousands of years of ginseng in the original work, Tang Ping also took the time to visit the antique street in Changjing.

The antique street is not far from Changjing University, so Tang Ping is naturally familiar with the antique street.

I thought about picking up bargains by the way, but unfortunately, Tang Ping, who had been wandering around some stalls on the Antique Street for a while, had no gains at all. In fact, it cannot be said that there is no real thing, but there are really no valuable things.

Take silver dollars for example! The thing is real, but even if you buy it for 10 or 20 years, it will be worth at most hundreds or thousands of yuan per coin. Tangping doesn't like this. What's more, he can't stay in this world for too long. It's not a very valuable thing, and it doesn't make much sense even if it can be brought back to the real world.

After looking around, Tang Ping finally noticed a shop in front of him with porcelain and some carvings, and couldn't help but walk in with a slight gaze.

After taking a few random glances at the bottles and jars in the store, Tang Ping found that there are many real things in the store, but there are also many fakes. And many things that look like large open doors and are relatively expensive are actually fakes.

After all, if you can really put so many real things in the store, there is no need to open such an antique porcelain store. Besides, who would really be willing to sell it with so many good things?

There were two people sitting in the store. When Tang Ping came in, one of them seemed to be the owner of the store stood up. But seeing Tang Ping's casual appearance as an amateur, it shouldn't look like he was really here to buy things. He sat down and chatted with the people next to him, without the intention of coming to greet Tang Ping.

Tang Ping didn't care, so he turned to the carvings placed on the other side. When he saw an ivory-carved Guanyin Buddha statue on the shelf, his eyes slightly condensed, and then he walked straight over.

The Buddha statue is not small and has good carvings. It is a real old thing. It should be an ivory carving from the mid-Qing Dynasty and is also the best-quality carving among the surrounding carvings.

The key is that through the spiritual energy in his eyes, Tang Ping clearly saw a dark yellow and red block wrapped in a black oil cloth sealed with beeswax. The outside of the thing was covered with a sealed transparent glass cover, which was preserved very strictly.

"It seems that it is the thousand-year-old ginseng. This is a real genius treasure! Although it is not a top genius treasure, the ginseng pills that can be refined by thousand-year-old ginseng are also real spiritual medicine!" Looking at the ivory Guanyin Buddha statue in front of you, Tang Ping felt a little warm.

Seeing Tang Ping looking at the ivory Buddha statue seriously, he seemed to be a little moved. The tea-drinking boss finally got up again and walked over and smiled, "Why, little brother, do you like my ivory Buddha statue?"

"Well! It should be an old object from the Qing Dynasty, right? It's finely carved and a good thing," Tang Ping, who nodded gently and said calmly, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Oh, I didn't expect that you, young brother, are you still an expert? You are so respectful!"

"It seems like a good baby," Tang Ping, who smiled slightly, continued to take action, slowly making out a ball of black stuff that was close to the inner wall of the ivory.
Chapter completed!
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