368  It has a big background

Judging from the two old men's appearance, Zhuo Ziqiang would not be angry. He knew that they were losing their composure because of the bracelet on Christie's hand, and they did not covet her beauty.

"If you want to see it, just watch it quickly. We still have to have a meal." Zhuo Ziqiang urged again.

At this time, Mr. Chen completely lost his initial arrogance and stubbornness. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhuo, I have a ruthless request. I wonder if you can agree?"

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly." Zhuo Ziqiang was a little impatient.

"I won't look at this pendant, but... I want to see the bracelet on the lady's hand, I don't know..." Old Chen said with a grunt.

The well-known figure in the industry, Mr. Chen, who is always surrounded by freshness, honor and applause, is now like a primary school student facing a strict teacher, and is a little ill.

It's no wonder that he just asked to look at the pendant, but now he has fallen, but he also asked to look at the bracelet of the other person again. This requirement is indeed a bit too much.

In fact, once this jade pendant was received, he had to use his hand to sweep his eyes and determine that it was a real person.

Since this pendant is a real thing, the bracelet on this child's wrist will naturally not be fake.

If the yù bracelet is real, this is a rare treasure

When he thought that he was about to play with the imperial green jade bracelet himself, Mr. Chen's old heart seemed to have suddenly gained a second chun, and it started to beat violently.

"Old Chen, you are so arrogant." Zhuo Ziqiang's cold voice heard in Old Chen's ears, making him feel like he fell into an ice cave.

"Brother Zhuo, I'll just take a look, just take a look." Old Chen looked a little pitiful.

Zhuo Ziqiang said in his heart: Take a look? I almost saw the yù bracelet in my eye socket just now, and said I just took a look.

"Christy, take the yù bracelet down and let them take a look, otherwise, we might not be able to leave." Zhuo Ziqiang looked at the two old men and had to give in.

Christie doesn't care. She has so many of these things that she doesn't think they are too good to her.

She casually took a yù bracelet from her wrist and handed it to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen finally got what he wanted. He carefully held it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then picked up the magnifying glass on the table behind him again.

After looking at the yù bracelet with a magnifying glass several times, he had already believed 100% that this was indeed the jade imperial green of the old pit glass.

As a well-known figure in the field of instrument identification, he has indeed seen many good instruments, and even the Emperor Green has handled several. However, those are simply not comparable to the bracelet in front of him. Whether it is color or luster, whether it is fluorescent or large, this bracelet completely throws those around ten miles away!

The most important thing among them is the size of the yù bracelet, a small ring face and a small pendant, which is far from the yù bracelet.

The scraps left over from this pair of yù bracelets are enough to make ten or eight ring faces and pendants.

The bracelet is no more than other ornaments. It must be hollowed out in the middle, so it is extremely expensive. According to common sense, this kind of fee is almost a crime of red luoluo, and no one usually does this.

Since this pair of yù bracelets has appeared, it means that the person who made this pair of yù bracelets doesn't care about this extremely precious jade imperial green.

When he stroked the smooth bracelet with his hands, Mr. Chen suddenly remembered a big problem. He hurriedly re-examined the bracelet and checked it carefully with a magnifying glass again.

Old Liu, who had been staring at him all the time, seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He suddenly ran to a desk quickly, opened the trunk, and quickly searched for something inside.

Finally, he stopped flipping and took out a thick color page book from it. After opening it, it took only a few seconds to find what he was looking for.

At this time, Mr. Chen had already put down his magnifying glass and stopped observing the bracelet. He looked at Lao Liu, who was walking over with excitement with a colored page book in his hand, and said loudly: "Stop looking at it, it's it."

Old Liu was stunned for a moment, and the book in his hand fell to the ground. Then he suddenly took a few steps and came to Old Chen, looking at the yù bracelet in his hand, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

"Brother Zhuo, I'll ask you again: Where did your bracelet and pendant come from?" Old Chen asked Zhuo Ziqiang with a serious face.

Zhuo Ziqiang casually raised Erlang Tui and said with a smile: "I said Mr. Chen, haven't I told you? I bought it in the antique market."

"Aren't you telling the truth yet? I'll have this kind of good thing I've ever encountered in a century?" Of course Mr. Chen didn't believe it.

"Then tell me, where would I buy it?" Zhuo Ziqiang asked back.

"This yù bracelet is of great origin!" Mr. Chen said slowly: "The original record of this yù bracelet should start from the 19th century..."

"Stop and stop talking." Zhuo Ziqiang immediately interrupted him.

"My God, do you know that I haven't eaten lunch yet? My stomach is almost hungry. You have been talking to me since the 19th century. I'm afraid that I'll starve to death until you reach the 20th century." Zhuo Ziqiang waved his hand and said, "You'll be short-speaking, I'll just listen to it."

After hearing Zhuo Ziqiang's words, Mr. Chen couldn't help but feel stagnant. It seemed that he would not be able to sell his own erudition, so he had to say helplessly: "Okay, I'll tell you a short story. This bracelet is actually a treasure in the late Qing court. Empress Dowager Cixi once wore it and took photos, which is short enough, right?"

After he said this, Zhuo Ziqiang became interested: "Then, how did it come to me?"

In fact, after Mr. Chen said this, Zhuo Ziqiang already understood what was going on.

The treasures in the British Museum were plundered from various countries. This bracelet must have been plundered from the Daxia Kingdom when the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded the capital. Then, he stolen it from the British Museum.

However, he naturally could not confess himself, admitting that he was the culprit of stealing the British Museum.

"How could he run to you? I should ask you this." Old Chen looked at Zhuo Ziqiang míhuò, wondering if he really didn't know, or deliberately pretended not to know.

Zhuo Ziqiang shook his head innocently: "I really don't know if you continue talking."

"What else can I say? This yù bracelet was later robbed by the Eight-Nation Alliance and was collected in the museum of the British Empire. But a few months ago, the British Museum was stolen, and this precious collection lost its whereabouts at that time." Old Chen said unconventionally.

Zhuo Ziqiang secretly complained: This yù bracelet flew back to the motherland of Daxia from the British Empire. Why is this old Chen not only unhappy, but also looks dejected

"Oh! Instead of letting this girl wear it on her body and lose it for no reason, it is better to let it stay in the British Museum so that our descendants of Daxia can know where it stays." Old Chen finally expressed his concerns.

"This is not a problem, Mr. Chen, don't worry, even if I lose it, this yù bracelet will not be lost." Zhuo Ziqiang dared to make this guarantee.

In this world, it is estimated that thief who can steal things from Christie will never be born within 1,800 years.

Although Zhuo Ziqiang said this, it could not dispel Mr. Chen's worries, but what method did he do? He originally planned to buy the jade Ganoderma lucidum, but now he has no hope at all.

After seeing this imperial green jade bracelet, he seemed to have no interest in other objects. But how could he afford this imperial green jade bracelet? Although he had some spare money, he could only sigh at this bracelet.

After reluctantly returning the bracelet and pendant to Christie, Chen Laoxiang was like a big tendon being removed and could not lift up any strength.

"You must treasure it well," he said to Christie as if he was entrusting his child.

Christie nodded while putting on the pendant and bracelet: "Don't worry, I will do this. Can I not treat them well?"

Before she finished speaking, her hand pressed on the armrest of the chair beside her and a slight sound came, which was the sound of the contact between the bracelet and the wooden chair.

Old Chen couldn't help but stretch out his hand, as if he wanted to hold Christie's arm so as not to break the yù bracelet. However, he immediately retracted his hand and frowned and said, "If you break it, you will see such a good thing again."

Christie was a little disagreeable, but in order to leave as soon as possible, she could only smile and say that she would accept his reminder.

"Then, we won't disturb you." Zhuo Ziqiang let out a long breath of turbid air and stood up.

Although the two old men were reluctant to leave, they had no choice but to open mén and send them out.

When he was about to leave the store, Mr. Chen suddenly said, "Brother Zhuo, didn't you tell me to treat you to a meal? Let's go now."

Zhuo Ziqiang waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we still have urgent matters, let's talk about it when we have the chance in the future."

He was afraid that when the two old men arrived at the dinner table, they didn't know what new things would happen. If they did this a few more times, they would have to get sick.

After leaving the yù tool shop, Zhuo Ziqiang was like a bird out of the cage and headed straight for the car. He didn't even want to stay here for a minute. An old man was already troublesome enough, and the entanglement between the two old men was not something that ordinary people could bear.

"Oh, I'm afraid I'll never see such a good object again in my life." Seeing Zhuo Ziqiang and the others leaving, Old Liu sighed.

Mr. Chen's mood was a little worse than that of Old Liu. While he turned around and walked into the store, he asked casually: "Where is the young man who sold you to Buddha today?"

Old Liu's face turned slightly red, hesitated and said, "He is on the dark road."

Black Road is actually the title of thieves or liars in the antique industry. Of course, compared to ordinary thieves or liars, they are several levels higher.

Mr. Chen knew the common ways that Lao Liu used. As the saying goes, "A person is not rich without wealth." The price of goods from people who walk on the black road is 40% to 50%. In addition to taking some risks, the profit is extremely considerable.
Chapter completed!