Text Chapter 63: Why are you pinching me

Chen Yuxin's body, due to inertia, suddenly threw herself into Ouyang Zhiyuan's arms, out of a woman's instinct, she stretched out her arms and hugged Ouyang Zhiyuan's neck.

The piercing sound of brakes made Sun Er lame, and he woke up in an instant, and hurriedly turned off the engine and stopped.

When Ouyang Zhiyuan saw the car rushing towards the deep ditch, he hurriedly loosened the brake slightly, slammed the direction again, and one of the wheels of the Mercedes Benz brushed the edge of the stone steps of the deep ditch and rushed forward diagonally.

Ouyang Zhiyuan finally controlled the Mercedes-Benz, slowly stopped, quickly opened the window, looked at Sun Er's lame man who was soaked in cold sweat, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? ”

This man in his thirties, where is he from? There is a woven bag tied to his chest, and he looks like he is bulging, what is in it?

Sun Er's lame man picked up a life, and when he saw the young man in the car asking himself, and his eyes were staring at the woven bag on his chest, he was shocked, and quickly lowered his head, and as soon as he put on the gas pedal, the motorcycle rushed out.

Xijiang Village is in the depths of Fushan County, full of narrow mountain roads, Sun Er lame riding a motorcycle, walking for several hours, before coming here, sleepy and tired, can't help but take a nap, almost killed himself.

Seeing that guy flee in embarrassment, Ouyang Zhiyuan said in his heart, this is really a desperate guy.

"Hey, Chen Yuxin, hurry up. ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Chen Yuxin who threw himself into his arms, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The little girl's white arms were wrapping around Ouyang Zhiyuan's neck, the two soft and firm balls were squeezing on his chest, and the faint and fragrant fragrance wafted into Ouyang Zhiyuan's nose, and the slender and pink mature woman's neck, close to Ouyang Zhiyuan's arm, came with a slippery, warm, and soul-destroying numbness.

Since he and Xiao Mei have been entangled several times, Ouyang Zhiyuan is extremely sensitive and infatuated with women's bodies, and now, Chen Yuxin is lying in his arms, Ouyang Zhiyuan is a person, but not the eunuch Liu Xia Hui, and his body reacted in an instant.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was startled and didn't dare to move again.

As soon as Chen Yuxin heard Ouyang Zhiyuan calling herself, she quickly opened her eyes and said, "Brother Ouyang, are we dead?"

"Hehe, crow's mouth, with your big brother Ouyang, how can you die? ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Chen Yuxin reached out and pinched Ouyang Zhiyuan's arm.

A sharp pain came from Ouyang Zhiyuan's arm.

"Ahh

"Oh, Brother Ouyang, let me see if we're still alive? ”

Chen Yuxin smiled embarrassedly.

Ouyang almost turned his back on his anger, and said with a wry smile: "Yuxin, why don't you pinch yourself?"

Yu Xin smiled mischievously and said, "I'm afraid of pain." ”

As Chen Yuxin spoke, she reached out and pressed Ouyang's leg, and wanted to sit upright, but coincidentally, Chen Yuxin's hand suddenly pressed on Ouyang Zhiyuan's inappropriate place.

Ouyang Zhiyuan trembled in fright, embarrassed.

Chen Yuxin's palm suddenly felt a bad feeling, and she instantly understood what she had pressed, and her face suddenly turned red to her neck.

Ouyang hurriedly got out of the car and said to Chen Yuxin: "Yuxin, let me drive, the road ahead is not very easy to walk." ”

Chen Yuxin blushed, didn't dare to look at Ouyang Zhiyuan, obediently got out of the car, and swapped places with Ouyang Zhiyuan. She was scolding Ouyang Zhiyuan fiercely in her heart: Dead Ouyang, there is no self-control at all! It seems that no matter how handsome a man is, he can't get rid of the instinct of animals, hum!

At nine o'clock, Sun Er's cripple came to the antique market on Cultural Street.

At this time, the antique market was already open. Countless people are in the mood of getting rich overnight, and they hurriedly come to the antique market to pick up leaks on Taobao and dream of making a fortune.

But who can get rich?

Many people looked at porcelain, jade and bronze carefully, stretched out their fingers, and quietly bargained with gestures.

Sun Er lame parked the motorcycle in the dark, observed for a long time from a distance, and saw that everything was normal in front of Jing Yaxuan's antique shop, and several small vendors in the distance were setting up stalls in front of the store, and the bustling people were crowded.

Through the window, Jing Yaxuan's buddy Hu San was standing at the counter, looking at a piece of porcelain.

Sun Er lame pretended to be casual, while strolling around the stall, he looked at the things on the stall, and walked into Jing Yaxuan.

Hu San knew that someone was coming, but he didn't look up, he twitched his nose slightly, and there was a trace of disgusting antiquity coming from the person's body in the distance.

Hu San's eyelids jumped, there were good bugs.

Good bugs are the jargon of tomb robbers, and they are the best objects stolen by tomb robbers.

Hu San has an extremely good nose, any cultural relic, he doesn't need to look at it at all, as long as the nose smells, he knows the true and false age. He was extremely sensitive to the rotten smell of the thousand-year-old tomb.

Hu San remained silent, looked up, and recognized, he said quietly: "Sun Er, you are here, have you shoveled good land recently?"

Shoveling land is the jargon of the antique industry, that is, going to the countryside to receive goods.

Sun Er made a gesture and said softly, "I caught a superb insect." ”

Hu Sanyi's eyes lit up when he heard Sun Er's lame words, and he hurriedly said, "Go inside and talk." ”

The two came to the counter and squatted behind the counter, Sun Er opened the woven bag, and the bronze tripod with various monuments and colors was revealed.

Hu San saw this bronze tripod at a glance, and knew that this was a bronze tripod of the best national treasure used by the princes of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Hu San looked at Sun Er's cripple, and sneered: "Sun Er, we don't accept this kind of thing." ”

Sun Er was stunned for a moment, looked at Hu San's eyes with disdain, and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Hu Sanyi pursed his lips, looked at Sun Er's lame man and said, "Landmine!"

"What? landmines? can't be, isn't it? How can they be landmines? This is obviously ......."

Sun Er was still lame and wanted to say something, Hu San put this bronze tripod into a woven bag, stuffed it into Sun Er's limp, and said: "Sun Er, don't bring this kind of mine in the future, otherwise, we won't be able to meet in the future." ”

Landmines, this is the jargon of the antique world, that is, people bury fakes in the ground in advance, and let people dig them again, which is called burying mines.

Let Hu San say this, the lame grandson is not sure, whether this bronze tripod is a landmine or not? But the loess that was cleared out by himself is not like a fake, but if it is not fake, why doesn't Hu San want it? If this kind of bronze tripod is in Hu San's hands, it can be sold for about 800,000 yuan.

Hu San's performance made Sun Er lame and confused.

"Hehe, third brother, it's fake, how much can you give?"

Sun Er was a little deflated, where did Sun Fushan, who got the mines on his car, put them in his car?

Hu Sanyi heard Sun Er's lame man say this, and he sneered: "Sun Er, our Jingyaxuan antique shop does not accept fakes, nor does it sell fakes, you can go." ”

At this time, Sun Er's cripple was finally dumbfounded, feeling that he was busy in the middle of the night, and he actually got a landmine, and he was almost killed on the road. Now Sun Er is lame, tired and hungry, he doesn't have a penny on him, and he doesn't have the money to go back to refuel the motorcycle, it's really fucking unlucky.

"Hehe, Third Brother Hu, since it's a landmine, can you show me a way and let me sell a meal for money?"

Sun Er's lame man looked at Hu San dejectedly.

"For the sake of our past friendship, I'll show you a way, turn left for 10 meters, there is an alley, Qibao Zhai. ”

There was a hint of cunning in Hu San's eyes.

"Thank you, third brother!"

Sun Er lame picked up the woven bag and walked out of Jing Yaxuan.

Just when Sun Er's lame man had just entered the house, Hu Zhidiao, the boss of Jing Yaxuan, sat in the dark inside, staring at Sun Er's lame woven bag with his eyes.

When the woven bag was opened to reveal the bronze tripod, Hu Zhidiao's expression was shocked, and his eyes showed an extremely greedy look in an instant.

The Western Zhou Dynasty gluttonous pattern amphora bronze tripod!

If it is the tomb of the princes of the Western Zhou Dynasty, there must be nine such copper tripods, which were only owned by the princely level in the past, which is what we usually call a word and nine tripods.

But this bronze tripod, if the princes of the Western Zhou Dynasty rewarded the princes, there would only be one in the tomb. I don't know what kind of tomb this kid found.

Hu Zhidiao opened the drawer, quickly took out the wig and fake beard for makeup, and a minute later, he became a kind old man.

Hu Zhidiao stretched out his hand and pressed a button, a secret door opened, and Hu Zhipeng walked out.

All of this, Hu San and Hu Zhipeng have already cooperated seamlessly, and have done it many times.

Bronze ware is a cultural relic that the state prohibits trading, especially this kind of first-class bronze at the level of a national treasure, which is strictly forbidden to trade, not to mention the tomb goods dug up by tomb robbery.

Smuggling and selling bronzes, as long as they are caught, even if they are not killed, they will be sentenced to more than ten years.

But the value of this bronze is extremely high, and the transaction price on the black market in Hong Kong has reached about 2 million. If this Western Zhou gluttonous amphora bronze tripod is shipped to the United States, it will be worth 5 million.

Hu Zhipeng didn't want to leave any flaws, he and his son Hu San had already designed this bureau, as long as it was a cultural relic prohibited by the state, Jing Yaxuan would never accept it on the surface, and he would take the other party away, hehe, as for Qibao Zhai in Hutong, this is just a disguise.

Sun Er lame picked up the woven bag, pretended to be casual, and walked towards the alley.

At this time, a kind old man came from inside.

The old man glanced at the woven bag in Sun Er's lame hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, is there anything to sell?"

Sun Er looked at the old man, smiling, easy-going, not like a person who would be in danger, he couldn't help but relax his guard, and said softly: "I have a superb bronze." ”