On the second floor of the antique shop opposite the antique stall.
"Mr. Qiao, our Master Liu is here." The clerk in the antique shop led the master craftsman in the shop over.
Qiao Shen retracted his gaze at the opposite side after hearing this, stood up and looked at the master in front of him, "Hello, Master Liu, I am Qiao Shen."
The old master naturally knew Qiao Shen. After all, he was the current head of the richest Qiao family. He nodded neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Hello, Mr. Qiao."
He is a craftsman who makes a living with his own skills. Although he runs this antique shop, he does not have much of the profit-seeking air of a businessman.
Qiao Shen didn't care. He took out a box from a briefcase. Inside the box was a jade bracelet that was broken into three pieces. Qiao Shen handed the box to Master Liu solemnly, "This is my mother's favorite jade bracelet. I'll leave it to you, Master Liu."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qiao." Master Liu nodded and took the box. He was well-known in the antique world in China, all because of his superb restoration skills. It was not difficult to repair jade artifacts such as bracelets, and he usually would not take such jobs, but who asked Qiao Shen to offer a high price? After all, the chef also has to make a living.
At this time in the teahouse, Yan Shule and Gu Yizheng were sitting opposite each other.
Gu Yizhen looked at the bank card in her hand with care and asked cautiously, "May I ask how you knew there was a recipe in that wooden box?"
Since Yan Shule dared to smash the box and take out the paper hidden inside in public, he must have thought of an excuse long ago. "In fact, when the box was broken, I noticed a corner of yellowed paper sticking out from the interlayer, but everyone's attention was on your argument at the time, so no one noticed. I guessed that since it was placed in the interlayer and the paper looked very old, it must be a very precious thing, so I spent 10,000 yuan to take a risk, and I didn't expect to actually get a treasure."
In fact, the fact is that she saw the red light emanating from the box. Knowing that the box was not a treasure, she secretly weighed the box after buying it. She didn't feel anything shaking inside, so she guessed it must be something very light, such as paper or silk.
In addition, although the red color was bright red, it was not very deep, which showed that it was only worth a small amount of money. Even if the thing came out, it would not cause too much shock. So she took the risk of smashing the box to verify it.
Also helped Gu Yizhen out of trouble.
Gu Yizhen suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
She asked her boss to borrow a pen and paper, and insisted on writing an IOU to Yan Shule, "You found this thing, and originally the three hundred thousand should have been yours, but I really... need this money. Please keep this IOU safe, and I will definitely work hard to earn money to pay you back."
Yan Shule did not refuse. In fact, she was quite happy that the person she helped was someone like Gu Yizheng, who was not the kind of person who thought, "I am pitiful, so you should help me without asking for anything in return."
Adversity can temporarily trap a person, but it cannot trap a person's self-esteem.
Although she saw that the green light on Gu Yizhen's body had not faded, she believed that if Gu Yizhen could hold on, there would be a day when she would come out of it.
"I just seemed to have heard that you can draw?" Yan Shule thought for a moment and asked Gu Yizheng.
When Gu Yizhen heard Yan Shule talking about painting, her eyes brightened up a bit, and she nodded, "I have been learning to paint since I was a child, before..."
Before she finished speaking, her cell phone suddenly rang. Yan Shule noticed that her phone was very old. After Gu Yizhen answered the call, she didn't know what was said on the other end. She looked panicked and scared all of a sudden. "Dad, don't worry. I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, she said to Yan Shule with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm so sorry, I have to go now." Her expression was still full of panic and fear. She tried hard to control her trembling hands and wrote a string of numbers on the IOU, "This is my phone number. You can contact me anytime."
After saying that, she turned and ran away.
Yan Shule did not stop her, nor did she ask her what was wrong. Judging from Gu Yizheng's expression, something urgent must have happened. Yan Shule sighed, put the IOU away, and prepared to call to inquire about the situation later. She didn't want to waste other people's time and cause trouble for them now.
Not long after Gu Yizhen left, Yan Shule paid the bill and walked out of the teahouse.
As soon as he walked out, he was stopped by someone. This person was none other than the owner of the antique stall.
"What's the matter?" Yan Shule knew that he must have come with bad intentions, but since he was blocked, he stopped and asked directly.
The boss was also a wonderful person. He looked at Yan Shule with a flattering smile on his face and said, "Little girl, what happened just now was all a misunderstanding. You don't have to pay for the box. The three hundred thousand..."
Yan Shule knew that he had bad intentions, but she didn't expect that this man could be so shameless. "Boss, you were the one who held the girl tightly and refused to let her go. You had to make her pay you. What's the matter? You saw that the treasure was hidden and sold for money, and now you want to take it back?"
Before the boss could say anything else, Yan Shule continued, "I, an outsider, know the rules of the antique business. You, as a boss, must know them, right? You have already broken the rule of "no toys passed through hands" and cheated people once, and you want to break another rule? The transaction has been established, no matter who it is, don't think of returning the goods. This is the rule of the industry. It seems that the antique stall you opened has its own characteristics. Do you want me to help you promote it?"
As soon as Yan Shule finished speaking, someone next to him said, "Old Wang, I remember that last time you sold someone a brush washer that you said was from the Zhengde period, but later they came to your door and said it was from Yiwu and asked you to return it, but you didn't. Aren't you abiding by the rules of the industry very well?"
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