In the evening, Wang Dajun met the Seventh Master again.
"Seventh Master, of those things, she only took the jade pendant. She didn't take any of the other imitations or repaired items. It seems like she knew they were worthless."
Master Qi exhaled a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes: "Oh, so capable?"
“Yes.” Wang Dajun said, “Look, she doesn’t want these. I asked her to take another look several times, but she refused.”
The traces of time on Master Qi's face revealed a barely perceptible smile: "It's quite interesting. There are probably not many people in the country who are so capable at such a young age."
"Have you found out her identity?"
"I found out that he is an educated youth who went to the countryside. His hometown is Peicheng. He is preparing to take the college entrance examination and return to the city. He is currently living in the home of an old lady."
Master Qi frowned: "Jin Yu Family?"
"Yes." Wang Dajun nodded.
"Tsk, she does know how to find a place to live. The Jinyu family used to be powerful royal relatives, but unfortunately they have fallen into society and only the grandparents and grandchildren are left in their family."
"That's right. He is so poor that he has to rent out his house. I guess he really doesn't have any of his old stuff anymore, so he lives in poverty. He would rather sweep the streets than sell his old stuff for money."
The Seventh Master laughed sarcastically: "That would require talent from their family."
The man was sold short when he was alive, and after going through so many things later, even mountains of gold and silver would not be enough to plunder him.
"Arrange it, I'll meet her." Qi Ye is willing to meet a useful person.
Wang Dajun nodded.
When Yang Zhaozhao went to the black market the next day, Wang Dajun came over and asked, "Big sister, do you still collect old things?"
"You have the goods so soon?" Yang Zhaozhao would of course accept anyone who came.
Wang Dajun nodded: "This time it's a bunch of bullshit. The other party doesn't want to trade outside, so I'll let you take a look at my house. If you trust me, I'll lead you."
"Brother Wang, if there is anything I can't trust, I will naturally tell you." Yang Zhaozhao was fearless. If something happened, the worst that could happen was that she would just hide in space and no one would be able to catch her.
"Okay, then we'll meet at the intersection ahead at 1:00 p.m."
After agreeing on a time, Yang Zhaozhao strolled around the black market near the air-raid shelter, but found nothing.
I followed the navigation and went to other black markets, but still couldn't find it.
After all, Fengcheng is not an ancient capital of a dynasty or a famous historical city. It is just a remote small town. How could there be so many antiques?
If we want to recycle more, we still have to go back to those old cities.
For example, Jingshi, Anshi, Nanshi, and those ancient cities.
Unfortunately, she is now in Fengcheng and cannot go there even if she wants to.
The only thing you can do is probably to get admitted into a university there.
Otherwise, in this age where you need a letter of introduction to go out, it would be inconvenient to go anywhere.
Knowing that Yang Zhaozhao had made an appointment, Li Yiling was worried: "I will go with you. It will be safer for two of us. Don't worry, I won't ask what you are doing, and I won't ask."
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
The other person is so considerate, if Yang Zhaozhao refuses again, it would be a bit ignorant!
Just like that, Li Yiling followed Yang Zhaozhao to the agreed intersection.
Wang Dajun had been waiting there for a long time and had smoked three cigarettes.
Looking at Li Yiling who came with her, she didn't say anything, knowing that Yang Zhaozhao had her concerns.
However, if he really wanted to do something to her, even with a fierce Li Yiling, it would be in vain.
Wang Dajun led the way on his bike, and Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling followed on a bike each. They circled half of the city and finally stopped in front of a courtyard in the west of the city. "Just call me Seventh Master when you meet him later."
Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows. Anyone who could be called "Master" was not a simple person.
Yang Zhaozhao suspected that he was not going to meet the seller, but someone else?
Nodding calmly, they entered the yard: "Seventh Master, people are coming!"
An old voice came from behind the curtain: "Come in."
When Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling entered, they saw an old man sitting on a throne, who looked to be around seventy years old, about the same age as Grandma Cui.
A pair of shrewd and sharp eyes were stained by time, but the light in his eyes was not diminished at all.
When Yang Zhaozhao was looking at Qi Ye, Qi Ye was also looking at Yang Zhaozhao, but he didn't expect that the little girl had such a tender face and was so beautiful.
He doesn't look like a profiteer at all.
But she still looks like an expert.
Restraining his emotions, Master Qi smiled and said, "Don't be so reserved. I just happened to have something I want to sell. Wang Dajun said he knows a buyer, so he asked you to come over and take a look."
"I'm old and don't like to move around. I hope the young comrades can forgive me!" Although he said forgiveness, his expression didn't show any displeasure.
Yang Zhaozhao smiled foolishly: "We are the ones who disturbed him. Master Qi said there was something. Where is it?"
The Seventh Master leaned on his crutches and said, "It's inside. Come and take a look. If you like it, take it with you."
Yang Zhaozhao followed Qi Ye and Li Yiling lagged behind Yang Zhaozhao. From their tone, he roughly knew what they were talking about.
Li Yiling then remembered why Yang Zhaozhao was so interested in those things before.
It turned out that every time she went to the black market, it was for those things.
Is she also doing this for personal gain?
Thinking of space, Li Yiling shook his head.
This space cannot be that low-level. Using antique items to make profits must have a more noble purpose.
If Li Yiling knew that Yang Zhaozhao was only doing this to pay off his debts, he would probably be disappointed.
The yard is quite large. Through the living area, there is a backyard, and then a side room. There is a vase the size of a thermos kettle on the table.
Yang Zhaozhao took a glance and smelled a faint scent.
Master Qi noticed Yang Zhaozhao's expression and saw her beautiful eyes light up. He clenched his cane slightly and said, "It's this vase, an heirloom. How much do you think it's worth?"
Yang Zhaozhao looked around for a while and confirmed that the smell was coming from the vase. She knew she was not mistaken, the vase was a fake one that was pieced together.
About half of it was repaired later, so this vase is not valuable.
Under the watchful gaze of Master Qi, Yang Zhaozhao said with a smile: "This vase is quite nice!"
"It's really beautiful. If I wasn't a little tight on money, I wouldn't be in a hurry to buy it."
Qi Ye acted very convincingly, but Yang Zhaozhao was not in the mood to watch the show. She looked embarrassed and asked, "Can I go to the toilet for a while?"
Qi Ye: “…”
Wang Dajun: “…”
Li Yiling saw that she looked a little unhappy, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Yang Zhaozhao nodded meaninglessly. It was a familiar feeling. If she guessed correctly, it should be her period. She was wearing cotton pants, so it shouldn't leak.
The Seventh Master didn't look like he was making excuses, so he pointed the way and Yang Zhaozhao went to the toilet.
Her brain nearly exploded when she reached a locked door.
The material space issued a severe alarm: [A large number of antique items have been detected, please recycle, recycle, recycle! ]
Yang Zhaozhao covered his stomach and looked at the locked room in front of him. He squinted his eyes and pushed open a gap. He sniffed like a cat or a dog. The fragrance was so strong that Yang Zhaozhao almost fainted.
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
This Seventh Master has so many things passed down from his ancestors, hahaha!
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