Boss, do you also know how to gamble on stones? How many earth-shattering secrets do you have that I don't know about? Zhou Yanxi turned around and stared at Ye Wan, his eyeballs almost falling to the ground.

Ye Wan smiled and looked at the old man who slowly sat up in the recliner, "No need to play."

The old man glanced at Ye Wan with his cloudy eyes, picked up the purple clay teapot and took a sip of tea, "I won't sell it!"

"oh."

Ye Wan responded, walked over and squatted in front of the black stone.

The black stone is the size of a winter melon, with a smooth and lustrous surface. At first glance, it does not look like a stone, but more like a real winter melon, except that the color is slightly darker.

Ye Wan turned around and looked at the old man, "Can I touch it?"

The old man glanced at Ye Wan with his eyes tilted and said nothing.

Ye Wan just thought he agreed and reached out to touch the black stone.

Ye Wan squatted in front of the stone for a long time, feeling his way from one end to the other and then back again.

The old man lost his temper and asked, "Little girl, do you want to play with gambling stones?"

Ye Wan shook his head, "No!"

!!!

Why are you touching it for so long if you don't want to play? The curiosity in my stomach almost crawled out of my throat, but I didn't expect to get the same answer as last time.

But the old man just felt that Ye Wan looked like a person who gambled on stones.

They are all equally unfathomable.

But he still couldn't see the depth.

He won this black stone by chance.

I've been looking at it for many years, but I still can't tell whether there is anything inside.

If you open it, you will be reluctant to do so! If you don’t open it, you will be unwilling to do so.

After all this time, I don’t know how many years it has been.

Customers who came in the past would look at all the treasures in the store and would never ask a single question about this stone.

Ye Wan is the only one who knows the value of the goods.

Yes, I know what I am talking about!

Although the old man was not sure if there was really a treasure in the black stone, even if it was just an ordinary black stone, since he had treasured it for so many years, it was still a real treasure.

Therefore, Ye Wan's concern made the old man particularly proud.

It was as if someone was praising his grandson, and it made him, the grandfather, feel proud as well.

Ye Wan pondered for a long time and asked again.

This time, it was the old man who spoke decisively, "Not for sale!"

"oh."

Another one.

Still that calm and relaxed look.

The old man stared at Ye Wan angrily, swinging the pipe in his hand back and forth in annoyance.

Ye Wan stood up decisively, glanced back at Zhou Yanxi who was still eye-to-eye with a Ming Dynasty tourmaline, and said, "Let's go!"

“Here I come.”

Zhou Yanxi followed with great leaps and bounds.

It had been a long time since they walked out of the antique shop, but they could still sense someone staring at them from behind.

Zhou Yanxi knew that the person the old man was looking at was his eldest son.

“Boss…”

Zhou Yanxi asked, "You really don't want it?"

Ye Wan rolled his eyes.

Is that why she doesn't want it?

It's obvious that they don't want to sell it, okay? Zhou Yanxi said awkwardly, "There are so many treasures in that store, don't you like anything else?"

"I'm not bragging, but that's the oldest store on this street. It's almost as old as my grandfather. When I was a kid, I came here with my grandfather. That old man is still here after all these years. He still looks the same. He hasn't changed at all."

"Boss, do you think there really is an elixir of immortality in this world?"

Seeing that Zhou Yanxi's words were getting more and more outrageous, Ye Wan turned around and went into another antique shop.

Before he could open a piece of Bada Shanren's cursive calligraphy, someone grabbed his sleeve and dragged him out of the shop as the shop owner shouted at him, "Mr. Dai, what do you mean?"

Standing still, Ye Wan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you willing to sell it?"

The old man glared at Ye Wan with an unpleasant look on his face, then turned and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Ye Wan quickly followed.

(End of this chapter)