Taking advantage of the time when Han Xue's second daughter and Brother Ji shook hands with each other, Yang Ling opened his backpack and began to take things out.

Agate strings, sandalwood beads, horn combs, crystal ornaments, Vajra Bodhi, and amber filled with countless insects and so on piled up a small half of the table, looking at Brother Ji full of black lines, the corners of his mouth twitched and pointed to the bits and pieces of things on the table, "That's it?"

The two women covered their mouths and chuckled, Brother Ji looked at Han Xue, and couldn't help but have his eyelids jumping, and the pair of gently swaying twin peaks were simply a big killer in the world.

Yang Ling swept these messy little things aside, and finally took out something wrapped in newspaper and put it in the center of the table, and then opened it.

It was daytime, the autumn was crisp, the warm and bright sunlight shone down from the top of the courtyard, just fell on the small stone table, as the newspaper was opened, a deep blue light suddenly burst out, and the whole small courtyard was confused, in which the strange golden markings were like ripples in the water, cascading and surging, rippling in the eyes of everyone.

Hiss~!

Brother Ji took a sharp breath and stood up, and he didn't feel the water glass in his hand fall on his pants, and threw himself directly on the table and lay on it, as if he wanted to stuff this thing into his eyes.

The two women were not calm at this time, and each opened their mouths with a look of disbelief.

"It's so beautiful~!" Han Xinglin exclaimed as she covered her mouth.

To say, women are just like the dragons in Western legends, they have no resistance to all kinds of shiny treasures, and the two women also moved forward, wanting to see more clearly, Han Xue's entire chest was pressed on the stone table, and the two white rabbits that were almost exposed were pressed into deformation but were unconscious.

"Baby, baby~!" Brother Ji kept chattering while watching, he was about to pick it up and look at it, but after thinking about it, he stood up and walked to a small door on the side of the courtyard to enter, and after a while, he wore white gloves and came out with a magnifying glass and a flashlight.

He moved the newspaper in front of him, turned on the flashlight and carefully looked at the dark blue object with a magnifying glass, completely unaware that the pair of big killing weapons on Han Xue's chest were completely exposed to him at this time.

Brother Ji looked at it while wiping the sweat stains left by Yang Ling with his gloves, basically looking at it inch by inch, for about ten minutes, and then he put down his tools and sat down slowly, his eyes were a little demented and confused,.

Han Xue also retreated at this time, twisted a small piece of flesh on Yang Ling's arm with her fingertips, and asked with a smile: "Is this also your family's ancestral?"

"Hiss~!Sister Han light~!" Yang Ling only rubbed his teeth in pain, nodded and said, "Yes, yes~! My ancestor heard that it was the warehouse steward of a Baylor family in the Qing Dynasty, and it has been lost for hundreds of years, and this treasure is left!"

"It's strange to believe you!" Han Xue glanced at him, straightened his clothes and folded his skirt and sat down, Han Xinglin also turned his head to look at him, his eyes were full of little stars flying, "I didn't expect you to have this kind of baby at home, it's so beautiful, I've never seen it so big." ”

In fact, I haven't seen it either, Yang Ling said in his heart, Brother Ji was also roaring in his heart at this time, how old are you, I have seen countless treasures when I am so old, and I have never seen this kind of thing.

"Brother Ji, are you done palming, can you see it?" Yang Ling asked cautiously.

Brother Ji slowly breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his confused eyes and thought for a while, and said, "This thing looks like it should be a tortoiseshell carapace, but the age is very far away, it has been completely jaded, I have been in this industry for more than ten years, I have seen a lot of tortoiseshell items, ancient and modern times, but I have never heard of this blue tortoiseshell, especially the golden markings in the middle seem to be alive, it is simply a miracle." ”

Yang Ling also put down a stone in his heart when he heard this, it seems that this thing is still a product of the earth, it is just a magical tortoiseshell, so he asked, "How much should it be worth?"

"Money, money, you kid got into the eyes of money?" Brother Ji glared at him angrily, "This thing can't be bought with money, if you are short of money, sell it to me, how about a million?"

What?

The two women's eyes widened in disbelief. Yang Ling almost couldn't come back in one breath, and he pointed to the things on the table in a daze and asked, "This thing is worth a million?"

"At least!" Brother Kei nodded, "but I still haven't figured out what it is, after all, I'm just a half-ass, and it seems that I have to find someone more powerful to palm my eyes, no, I'll go to my master." After speaking, he stood up, wrapped the carapace with newspaper and stuffed it into Yang Ling's backpack, checked it, and took out two pieces of it from the bag, seeing that it was iron ore, and was still staring at Yang Ling on the ground in a hurry.

Yang Ling hurriedly picked up the ore and stuffed it into Han Xue's hand, "Sister Han, these two pieces of iron ore are for you!"

Han Xue looked at the stones in her hands with a smile, threw them on the ground casually, and said with a disgusted face: "I have decided now, if I want the things in your bag, you will not give them!"

"Give, give~!" Yang Ling said as he quickly turned around and caught up with Brother Ji, and grabbed him, "Hey~!Brother Ji, wait, is this thing good to take out, I mean will it cause trouble?"

"How can it be? My teacher is Ouyang Qingping, a leading figure in the Chinese jade industry, the president of our provincial jade association, and a national-level jade carving master. Brother Ji walked as he spoke, dragged Yang Ling to leave Ming Yuxuan quickly, and drove straight to the western suburbs.

Mercedes-Benz 320 left the city after the twists and turns, and finally drove into a continuous hill, at the end of October, the autumn is thick, the mountains are full of red and yellow mottled particularly charming, the four people in the car have a word of chat, no one has the heart to look at the charming scenery outside the window.

About forty minutes later, the car turned into a villa area, where Yang Ling had heard, called Xishanju, is a high-end villa, more than 20 independent small courtyards are hidden in the picturesque autumn forest, 09 years when the market reached nearly 30,000 square meters, now there is no price, money can not buy, the people who live in it are not nouveau riche, but a group of people with a very high status.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a courtyard halfway up the mountain, Ji Ge honked the horn a few times, and after a while, the courtyard door slowly opened automatically, and the car drove into the small courtyard.

Stop and get out of the car, look at the antique house in front of you, the spacious courtyard is full of autumn chrysanthemums, snow-white lions, pine needles, golden dragon whiskers, fragrant pears, as well as dragon spit beads, ink peony and so on. Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this person has to die more than others, and the goods are still better than the goods, and the world is honest and does not deceive me! I don't know how many years of struggle I have to buy a villa in this place.

"Don't look at it, let's go in!" Brother Ji hurriedly pulled Yang Ling inside, and the two girls also followed behind, at this time, an old man in his seventies, silver hair, and good spirit walked out of the gate of the villa, the old man was about less than one meter seven, wearing a Tang costume with a fur collar, and a string of dark beads was twisted in his hand.

"Xiao Fang, you didn't stay in the shop, why did you come here to me?" The old man looked at Yang Ling and the group with a strange face, and he didn't show enthusiasm and indifference.

Brother Ji stepped forward to help the old man in a few steps, and said as he entered the house, "Master, my friend has a thing, I can't grasp it, so I specially brought it to you to see!"

"Hmph~!" The old man didn't appreciate Brother Ji's love at all, and he didn't give him face in front of outsiders, "I've grown up for so many years, and your face has been lost by you!"

Brother Ji didn't care, hehe laughed a few times, and several people walked into the living room of the villa together, the living room was very large, with a thick wooden floor, but the furniture and decoration were also antique, sitting on the mahogany sofa chair separately, the old man waved his hand and said to a few people: "Today weekend, the family is shopping and basking in the sun, I am too lazy to move, so I am alone at home, and a few children want to drink water or something to do it themselves." ”

Brother Ji ran to the water dispenser to pour a few glasses of water, which allowed Yang Ling to take out the contents of the bag, and as Yang Ling took out the shell under the light, the somewhat absent-minded old man suddenly perked up, and a light seemed to burst out in his cloudy eyes.

The old man didn't take over, but just stood up and said, "I can't see it here, come with me!"

So the group had to get up again and follow the old man to a wide room at the back of the villa, turn on the light, and see that this room of forty or fifty square meters was surrounded by huge wooden cabinets on three sides, which were densely packed with books and various stones, jade carving ornaments, and a wide and thick mahogany table in the center, which was full of various tools.

The old man sat down, then spread a soft cotton cloth, then took the things in Yang Ling's hand, set them up, turned on the lamp, put on glasses, put on gloves, picked up a magnifying glass, and no longer paid attention to a few people, and studied it silently.

The old man's aura was too strong, everyone had to stand still and didn't dare to make a sound, this time it was longer, more than twenty minutes passed, and the old man put down the tools in his hand and stared at it silently.

"Master!" Brother Ji shouted softly, and after a while, the old man raised his head and looked at Yang Ling, "Little friend, can you tell me where you got this thing?"

"This"

Looking at Yang Ling's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, the old man waved his hand and said, "It's me who is presumptuous!" This thing should be a carapace fragment of the tortoiseshell family in ancient times, it is very old and has been completely jaded, but the process of jade is very complicated, so there are some mysterious and strange phenomena. Let me think about it first, I seem to remember seeing a few indistinct records in some ancient book. As he spoke, the old man stood up and walked to a row of bookcases and kept flipping through them, and after about ten minutes, he took out a torn yellow-colored thread-bound book, flipped through a few pages, and walked to a few people.