Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 51 Kun Dao
After hearing what Hu Dequan said, two people walked out of the crowd of onlookers, wearing the same black shorts, with the words "Duobao Pavilion" embroidered in red thread on their chests.

Duobao Pavilion is known to everyone in Jiudian. His family's main business is antiques. It is said that all the clerks in Duobao Pavilion have sharp eyes. They can tell whether something is genuine or fake at a glance. Nine points.

The two men stepped forward and clasped their fists at Jiang Fuyuan and said, "We are Zhibei and Sinan from Duobao Pavilion. I just heard you say that these are antiques. Can you allow us to take a closer look?"

The rule in the antique business is that before viewing an object, the owner must first agree to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Jiang Fuyuan nodded indifferently. Hu Dequan's eyesight was not good, but he always had good eyesight. All her goods were genuine and she bought them at genuine prices, so she was not afraid of them inspecting them.

Zhibei and Sinan picked up picture scrolls and clay pots respectively. There were many kinds of antiques, and everyone was good at them in different directions. Naturally, they chose the one they were best at first.

Simon stroked the jar in his hand. It was wrong to call it a jar. The overall shape was more like a jar, and its tentacles were oily.This thing is divided into upper and lower parts. The upper part is a three-story three-dimensional attic, decorated with vivid characters, birds and animals. There are four small tubes molded around the attic, and there is a large tube in the center. The bottom of the large tube is empty. , leading to the lower half of the circular tank.

"What an exquisite barn jar!" Simon couldn't help but marveled, and then couldn't help but shook his head, "It's a pity that it's too new. This style of barn jar should be at least a few hundred years old, it's impossible. It doesn’t smell earthy at all.”

Not only does it not have an earthy smell, but if you smell it carefully, there is also a faint scent of soap locust.

Hu Dequan responded with a smile: "Yes, it looks new to me."

It's just an imitation, how much is it worth?

Jiang Fuyuan, who had worked hard for most of the night, said: ...Oh, I should have known I wouldn't be so clean.

"Si Nan!" Zhibei, who was immersed in reading a painting, suddenly called to his companion, "Come and take a look at this."

Putting down the barn can, Simon leaned over.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people. It was rare to see the Duobao Pavilion clerk looking so embarrassed. Could this really be an antique?

Suddenly, someone looked at Hu Dequan and Su Dabao with a bit of gloating in their eyes.

"Isn't this the work of Mr. Wen Fang?"

The two began to argue quietly.

"What are you thinking? It's impossible! Someone probably imitated it..."

"Imitation? Look at this stroke and this artistic conception, can it be imitated?"

"When you touch this paper, it's not Mr. Wen Fang's paper at all! The ink fragrance hasn't dissipated, how could it be Mr. Wen Fang's work?"

Everyone waited with bated breath for the two men's conclusions. After a while, Si Nan and Zhi Bei could not convince anyone.

Finally, Zhibei carefully rolled up the scroll and asked for Jiang Fuyuan's opinion: "Madam, we don't have enough skills to determine the authenticity of this painting. If you don't mind, can you allow us to take it back to Duobao Pavilion?" Please give the shopkeeper a look."

Jiang Fuyuan tilted her head and asked, "If the mastermind behind your shopkeeper is real, will he give you money?"

"Of course, Mr. Wen Fang's paintings are valuable. If they are genuine, we at Duobao Pavilion are willing to pay a high price for them."

As he spoke, Zhibei took out a bird-shaped wooden plaque from his waist and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan: "This is our Duobao Pavilion's token. Within three days, I, Duobao Pavilion, will definitely give you an exact reply."

"it is good."

After watching Zhibei and Si Nan leave, Jiang Fuyuan turned the gun and pointed it at Hu Dequan, who was stunned.

"Compensate." The words are concise and concise, with a clear purpose.

Hu Dequan was startled, and then he recovered. With a businessman's smile on his face, he said in a good voice: "My dear, you heard what the guys at Duobao Pavilion said, these things are not real antiques. ah."

Jiang Fuyuan said expressionlessly: "They didn't say it was fake."

Hu Dequan:......

There were some in the crowd who were watching the excitement and didn't mind the trouble, and shouted, "That's right. Duobao Pavilion didn't say these weren't antiques, they just said they looked new."

Hu Dequan's face became even more ugly.Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Jiang Fuyuan walked up to the two people in Hu Ji Buzhuang and looked down at them.

Su Dabao was still blind and couldn't see Jiang Fuyuan's dangerous eyes. He felt that the shopkeeper beside him suddenly stiffened and couldn't help but murmur uneasily: "Shopkeeper... what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly there was a tearing feeling on his forehead, and Su Dabao shrank into a ball in shock from the bright light that suddenly penetrated his eyes.

Jiang Fuyuan held the blindfold between her fingers and looked at Hu Dequan in a sinister tone: "Do you want to default on the bill?"

She drew the blindfold charm for fun, it was only one, so she had to use it sparingly.

Threat, this is a naked threat!
Hood's whole body trembled and he instinctively retreated.

He took a step back and Jiang Fuyuan took a step forward.

Seeing the terrifying talisman right in front of him, Hu Dequan felt an unprecedented sense of fear.

At this moment, majestic shouting came from outside the crowd.

"What are you doing! What are you doing here! Get out of here!"

He is a patrol soldier in Jiudian Street.

The crowd watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry. Seeing the soldiers, Hu Dequan grasped at straws. He turned his head and shouted for help in a heart-breaking voice: "Sir, help me! Someone is pretending to be Kun Dao and using talismans to commit murder!"

Xu Chen led his men to the front of a few people. He looked carefully at Jiang Fuyuan. She was dressed simply but had an outstanding appearance. She stood in the shadows, her emotions difficult to distinguish, and her whole body exuded a cold and reserved fairy aura.

The immortal aunt is not like a mortal, and it is understandable that she has some special hobbies. What if this is really an immortal aunt who likes to pretend to be a common person?
Thinking of this, Xu Chen ignored Hu Dequan, raised his hands and saluted Jiang Fuyuan.

"I wonder which immortal lord Xiangu believes in?"

Each family has different beliefs. Ask the sect well and report to the Dao Palace later.All Taoist priests and nuns in Jingzhou must be registered in the Taoist Palace.

"Fu Yuan Immortal Lord."

Xu Chen was stunned: "What?"

Jiang Fuyuan said again patiently: "Immortal Fuyuan."

Who is this?Xu Chen was sure that he had never heard of this Immortal Lord's name.

"You haven't heard of it, have you?" Jiang Fuyuan looked disgusted, as if Xu Chen had never heard of Fuyuan Immortal's name, which was a very shameful thing.

Xu Chen: "...please ask the fairy for advice."

"Seeing as your attitude is okay, then I'll have a nice talk with you."

Jiang Fuyuan once again told how Fuyuan Immortal Lord and one mother, two saints, three saints, four emperors and gods worked together to benefit the people. He even used improvisation to complete the details of the story.

Xu Chen was confused when he heard: ... He felt like he had heard all these stories, but they seemed a little different from what he had heard?
He lowered his eyelids and glanced at the dozen talismans held in Jiang Fuyuan's green and white jade hand, and said cautiously: "Xiangu, you are not allowed to use spells at will in Jingzhou City. Otherwise, you can follow me to the book-making table of the Taoist Palace to do it first. Register?"

Whether she is a Taoist fairy or not, someone will naturally come to identify her when the time comes. With this face, the Taoist palace will definitely be happy to register her.

"Haha, Xu Canjun is so arrogant. He just grabs a young lady and sends her to the Dao Palace. What's the matter? There are not enough Kun Dao in the Dao Palace?"

Xu Chen's face darkened instantly, this voice was so familiar to him.

Gritting his teeth and turning his face away, it turned out to be Zhong Liefeng whom he hated the most.

Zhong Lianfeng stepped off his horse, with a mocking smile on his handsome face: "Xu Canjun is so loyal, the Taoist Palace must have given Xu Canjun a lot of blessings, right?"

(End of this chapter)