I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 154 Valuation (please subscribe)
Two or 300 meters away from Huangxin Shoes, in Xinli Hotel, room 1808.

Chen Hai, who had just returned to the hotel room from the factory, had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the single bed in the room.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

He had just taken two breaths, and suddenly, his heart felt like a knife, and a sharp pain from the soul suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Fuck, stepping on the horse again is the backlash of fate..."

"I don't do divination now, and I haven't done anything harmful to the peace of heaven. How could this backlash suddenly appear on me?"

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Haicai managed to suppress this backlash.

If it is an ordinary physiognomist or a divination master, under the action of this backlash force, it may be severely damaged.

It is not impossible to recover after recuperating for a year and a half.

After all, physical injuries are easy to heal, but injuries from the soul are very difficult to heal.

But Chen Hai was different. The trace of indestructibility he obtained from that terrifying existence made his leech spirit and resilience far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Under such circumstances, he can directly resist the ordinary force of fate, by clenching his teeth.

From the terrifying existence visualized, one can truly obtain some kind of miraculousness. Perhaps this is the difference between ancient true cultivation.

Orthodox cultivators, even if their realm is higher than Chen Hai's and their soul is stronger than Chen Hai's, but they do not possess supernatural powers.

With this indestructible characteristic, it is just a reckless fight of the spirit, even if a person who is a realm higher than Chen Hai, whether he can fight against him, I am afraid it is just unknown!

Of course, in the current situation where the inheritance of these avenues has been cut off, there are absolutely no orthodox cultivators with a higher realm than Chen Hai, but they are definitely rare, extremely rare.

After resting for a while, fate turned against him, and the injuries caused to his soul have obviously eased a lot.

"During this time, I didn't do anything at all, just make a fortune for Miss Dong?"

"Could it be that this force of fate has something to do with her?"

Frowning, Chen Hai pondered for a while, then took out a few copper coins, and started divination again.

Soon, the six hexagrams were completed, and the hexagrams appeared.

The lower sunda and the upper gen, the two overlap, this is the different hexagram, the mountain wind Gu, the hexagram of Gu.

"The lines in the hexagram are like a grindstone, what goes well is a blessing and turns into a disaster, the heart is beneficial and the delay is late, everything is done from the busy place..."

After chanting the explanation several times, Chen Hai's brows had already frowned into a straight line.

"What the hell did Miss Dong do? Her fate line is already a mess and has completely changed!"

"For a person with too much luck like her, the fate suddenly changes. This is a big change."

"Could it be that the divination I gave her before leaked the heavenly secret and caused unpredictable changes in her future?"

"Well, that should be the case, otherwise, the force of fate would not have directly descended on me..."

With a wry smile, Chen Hai shook his head and said to himself.

Anyone with strong luck is the darling of heaven, they have the favor of heaven and are favored by fate.

Divination and fortune-telling for such a person is, in fact, the most troublesome thing.

Just like what Chen Hai is doing now, because of his divination, Miss Dong's fate has slightly changed. This carelessness may lead to a backlash from fate.

If the object of divination is just an ordinary person, even if Chen Hai's hexagram makes them die directly, God will not bother to pay attention, and naturally there will be no backlash against him.

To be honest, people don't understand the pure yang or pure yin hexagrams in the divination industry.

The reason for this is not because those fortune-tellers are worried that their fortune-telling targets are too lucky, and if they interpret the fortune-telling for them, they will accidentally hurt themselves.

"Fate is illusory. Even if you have a true cultivation, you can change your fate at most, but you can't reverse your fate."

"Miss Dong's fate line is completely messed up. I hope nothing will happen to her."

"Maybe, if I have free time, I should go to her place and take a good look..."

After frowning for a long time, Chen Hai thought to himself.

The next morning, around ten o'clock.

In Li Dajiang's mouth, the friend who was very interested in snuff bottles finally came here.

"Chen Hai, come, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Zhongxiao, Boss Zhang. Their family is in an electronic business!"

Pointing to the old man who was about the same age as him, Li Dajiang introduced.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" With a smile on his face, Chen Hai shook hands with him, and then led him and Li Dajiang into his own room.

"Xiao Chen, Lao Li should have told you about my hobbies!"

"I won't say much, I came here just for the snuff bottle in your hand."

"As long as I can be sure that the things in your hands are indeed authentic, I will definitely want them all."

"Everyone is a busy person. I booked a plane ticket back to Taiwan tomorrow, and I don't have time to greet you. Where are the things? You can take a look first!"

This Zhang Zhongxiao, who is on Taiwan Island, doesn't know his background, but he seems to have a high tone when he acts and speaks.

Of course, in this day and age, the country is too poor.

Many Taiwanese people have a sense of superiority when facing the domestic people.

Perhaps in their eyes, they have always believed that the domestic people are living in dire straits, buying a bag of mustard and eating a tea egg is still a luxury.

Although Chen Hai was a bit annoyed by this guy's behavior, he didn't say much.

After all, he made an appointment with Zhang Zhongxiao here just for the sake of a deal, and he never thought about getting to know him or anything!

Going back to his hometown, Chen Hai brought over those bottles and cans, two pen holders, and four snuff bottles.

Three of the snuff bottles were intact, and the other had some cracks and a gap the size of a grain of rice at the mouth of the bottle.

Zhang Zhongxiao, as soon as he came up, opened his mouth to see things, and Chen Hai didn't talk nonsense.

He put the two pen holders and the missing one in the snuff bottle in his backpack and ignored them.

He took out the three complete ones at once, and placed them on the tea table in front of Zhang Zhongxiao.

"Qianlong period, enamel painted gold double fish snuff bottle?"

Picking up one of the snuff bottles, Zhang Zhongxiao turned it over and over again, carefully inspecting it: "This thing is indeed genuine."

"However, it is not properly preserved, and its appearance is average, which greatly reduces its value."

"In addition, snuff bottles of this style are relatively common, and there is one exactly the same in my collection at home."

"I can only bid up to [-] yuan for this snuff bottle. If I buy it back, I will just make a pair!"

Zhang Zhongxiao's words fell into Chen Hai's ears, and he was a little disappointed.

However, what they said was clear and precise, and it sounded like it was indeed the truth.

After all, these snuff bottles of his were dug out from that cave, and they were not kept intentionally at all, so the appearance and so on must not be much better!
Putting down the snuff bottle in his hand, Zhang Zhongxiao picked up another one and began to appreciate it again.

"Made in the Qianlong period, enamel-painted golden blessing, wealth, longevity and three-star snuff bottle, yours is also a genuine one!"

"However, it's still the same problem. It's not properly preserved, and the quality is not good."

"Combined with the amount of stock in the world, big ones are too common. If I want to bid, it is also [-]!"

"It's the last one. Qianlong imperial famille rose snuff bottles are available every year. If it's a little rarer, I can give it [-] yuan."

……

Zhang Zhongxiao is really familiar with snuff bottles.

Pick up any one at random, and he can speak clearly and clearly.

As for Chen Hai himself, he doesn't even know what is enamel and what is pastel.

Zhang Zhongxiao has finished appreciating the three snuff bottles.

Will it be sold or not?Chen Hai hesitated.

He originally thought that a random snuff bottle could be sold for one hundred and eighty thousand.

But now, according to the price Zhang Zhongxiao offered, all three of his snuff bottles could be sold for at most 9 yuan.

Although to him, [-] yuan is already a great fortune, but it is quite different from his psychological price.

"Xiao Chen, for Lao Li's sake, the price I offered is already extremely generous."

"I can assure you that no one in your country can offer a higher price than me for the few items in your hands!
"Whether to sell or not, you decide for yourself. If you are willing to sell, I will directly issue you a cash check."

"If you don't want to sell it, I'll turn around and leave. When I come to China this time, I'll just take a look at my old friend, Lao Li!"

Take it easy, Zhang Zhongxiao said.

It is true that he likes to collect snuff bottles.

However, Zhang Zhongxiao was only interested in the three snuff bottles that Chen Hai took out.

Unless that kind of snuff bottle is very rare and has a high collection value, let him have the kind of mind that he is determined to get.

"Boss Zhang, can you wait and let me make a call first?" After hesitating for a long time, Chen Hai asked.

"Yes, please do what you want!" Nodding, Zhang Zhongxiao responded.

The guest rooms of Xinli Hotel are already equipped with telephones, which is very convenient.

Chen Hai's call was to Dong Dahai from Jubaozhai.

"Beep... beep..." After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

"Hello, who is it?" Dong Dahai's voice was very recognizable.

The voice in the microphone had just reached Chen Hai's ears, and he had already confirmed the identity of the other party.

"Brother Dong, it's me, Chen Hai, Baihu Tea House, Brother Hou Donggui, who introduced us to each other!"

"Mr. Chen, hello, hello, call me, is there anything I can do for you?"

"That's it, Brother Dong, I want to ask, what is the approximate price for the enamel snuff bottle made in Qianlong's year?"

"This depends on the quality and style. The snuff bottles made in the Qianlong period with a large stock and more common styles may be worth two to three thousand if the quality is not good."

"The ones with better appearance are worth ten to twenty thousand at most..."

When he first heard the name Chen Hai, Dong Dahai was obviously taken aback.

After he reacted, Hou Donggui's deterrent power was there, and he suddenly became enthusiastic.

But what he said made Chen Hai a little depressed.

According to Dong Dahai, if these snuff bottles of Chen Hai were bought in his shop, they would probably cost two to three thousand each.

Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods.

Comparing the two, it appears that Zhang Zhongxiao's offer is kind.

"Boss Zhang, I've sold all these snuff bottles!" Chen Hai nodded after gritting his teeth.

"I remember, there are four snuff bottles you brought, right? Is there another one? Why didn't you see it?"

Li Dajiang on the side, at this time, suddenly opened his mouth and reminded.

(End of this chapter)