Chapter 11: I Have a Treasure to Sell

"Haha, I just like to give you horses to eat. Eat it!" the old man stroked his gray beard with a smug look on his face. After twenty rounds of experiments, he had figured out the way to break the chess game, which was to send the horse to the opponent first.

"Hehe, Lao Wang, you gave me this horse to eat, how can you go. I look at this game and forget it, I'll treat you as an old acquaintance and I didn't play. Wang Mazi's eyes rolled, and his fat face smiled even more happily.

"I'll admit death today and send you a horse to eat, it's time for you to go, go quickly!" the old man urged.

"Ouch, it's not good, the steamed buns I ate in the morning may not be fresh, and my stomach suddenly hurts...... Lao Wang, you wait for me for a while, and I'll go to the toilet and come back. Wang Mazi hugged his stomach and screamed.

"My stomach hurts, and it just so happens that I'm going to go with me. The old man's eyes flashed, obviously seeing through Wang Mazi's tricks.

"Oh, forget it. I'll accompany you to finish this game first......" Wang Mazi sat back helplessly, picked up the cannon and smashed it on the chessboard, the chessboard was about to overturn after a bump, and he was pressed back to the chair by the old man's palm.

The old man took one more step, the chess game situation had been completed, and Wang Mazi's defeat had been decided.

He was so anxious that he couldn't keep his eyes on the chessboard anymore, and looked around. Suddenly, he saw Liang Yong standing in the shade of a tree and smiling evilly at him, and immediately felt like he had seen a friend he hadn't seen for hundreds of years. The fat body instantly jumped up and rushed towards Liang Yong, still shouting in his mouth: "Xiao Liangzi, I finally found you, when will the broken air conditioner you mortgaged with me be redeemed, and it will be dead in a few days." ”

"Haha, Wang Mazi, I have something to do with you. Liang Yong said with a smile, thinking that his luck was not bad today, and he would find him as soon as he came to the financial street, but under normal circumstances, Wang Mazi is more difficult to find. If you see him in a conspicuous place on the side of the road, he must be cheating. It seems that he has a good business today, and he caught a big fish early in the morning.

"Something to do with me, okay! Let's go and ......" Wang Mazi was overjoyed when he heard this, and pulled Liang Yong to the bank across the road.

The reason why he chose to do business in Financial Street is that there are many large and small banks, hotels, and shopping malls here, and the rest area inside is spacious, with air conditioning in summer and heating in winter. It is a hundred times better to bring customers inside to talk about business than to set up a stall in the sun and rain. The bank will not charge him a venue fee yet.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and wave to the old man and said with a smile: "See you back to Lao Wang!"

"Hehe, what kind of business to talk about, my old man will also listen. The old man replied in his ear, which frightened Wang Mazi, and saw that the old man was still holding a chessboard in his hand, and his face turned green.

Today it seems that I can't run away, and the hard work of the morning has come to naught.

"I've got an antique here, you can help me see how it looks. Entering the bank's lounge area and sitting on the comfortable mahogany sofa, Liang Yong said, taking out the sandalwood box from his pocket.

Lao Wu pushed the battery car into the glass window at the entrance of the bank and pushed the door in. At this time, there were not many customers in the bank, and the security guard at the door frowned when he saw them, shaking his head with a helpless look. Obviously, they have already crossed paths, and they know that it is a difficult thing to drive this group of scoundrels out. So under normal circumstances, they also turn a blind eye and sloppy past, too lazy to deal with them.

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the sandalwood box.

"What's it? The box is pretty good. Wang Mazi picked up the shelf a little at this time, didn't pick up the box for the beam, and his hands in his arms, looking like an old god was there.

"It's not a good thing, what am I letting you see?" Liang Yong glared at him. After many years of friendship, he naturally knew that Wang Mazi was calculating something.

"This ...... Although we are brothers, but after all, my brother and I rely on this to eat, and the more good things are, the higher the appraisal fee will be......" Wang Mazi showed his signature smirk again.

"Say, how much?" Liang Yong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"One percent of the total price, if I sell on my behalf, I will receive a commission. Wang Mazi said.

"Okay, deal. Look at it!" Liang agreed cheerfully.

Although Wang Mazi was abducted and deceived, he was a genius in identifying cultural relics. There are very few times to make an eye, and he also has a principle, to identify cultural relics and act as an agent for cultural relics, but he never resells cultural relics himself. It has always been a commission that only receives from buyers and sellers. Otherwise, with his knowledge of cultural relics, he would have made a fortune a long time ago, and he would have been on the streets and engaged in the trading of leather bag companies. The pawnshop is actually the leather bag he carries in his hand plus a dozen business cards, and when he really receives the collateral, he has to store it in someone's waste recycling warehouse.

Wang Mazi's eyes fell on the sandalwood box, and the whole person immediately looked calm and capable, and his eyes shot eagerly, which was not weaker than those old experts in the treasure appreciation program on TV. Looking at this demeanor, it makes people believe seven points.

He carefully moved the sandalwood box in front of him, first looking up and down at the box, showing a satisfied expression. Only then did he hold the box with one hand, and slowly open the lid with the other hand to look inside.

Just by looking at it, his face showed a look of disappointment, and he directly spread the lid completely. I didn't take out the peach blossom fan, but stretched out my finger and touched it twice. Then he leaned back on the couch, his signature smirk back on his face.

"Xiao Liangzi, where did you get this thing?" asked Wang Mazi.

"You don't care where you got it, just say how much it's worth!" Liang Yong knew that it was not good when he looked at his expression, and he still had the heart to grind with him.

"Well, let's put it this way! The box is very good, and the material workmanship has been good for some years...... But the fan inside...... Haha, our brothers, today I will make a contribution for you. You see I still have a date here, so let's go first...... Let's go first...... "Wang Mazi hummed and didn't say why, his eyes glanced at the old man beside him, and he wanted to run when he stood up, and he didn't even bother to ask for the chessboard.

"Wait a minute, that fan is an ivory fan handle, a silk fan surface, and the edges of the fan are all made of gold wire, how can it not be valuable. Will you take a closer look?" Liang said eagerly, grabbing him by a hand.

I had a dream of making a fortune overnight, and if it was shattered like this, it would be a great tragedy.

"Alas, Brother Xiaoliang, if you have an eye, you should spend money to buy a lesson. Why do you need me to be so thorough? Wang Mazi said helplessly. There is no hope of making money, and he is eager to get out, otherwise when the old man comes to his senses and asks him for money from gambling chess, he will lose a lot.

"No, you have to make it clear to me, I have a lot of appraisal fees. Liang Yong grabbed him, picked up the peach blossom fan with one hand and stretched it out in front of his eyes.