Chapter 241: Grave Robbers (2)

Song Xuan told Yang Zimei the situation briefly.
Yang Zimei is naturally willing to take a look. Once, she can help Mr. Song to grasp the good and bad of the objects. Second, she also wants to find a few suitable objects to use in the house in the future.
Yang Zimei put the bronze mirror and small iron tower on her hand into the schoolbag, and followed Song Xuan out.
In the reception room, there was a man with a little squint-eyed eyes. Although his clothes looked clean, his body exuded an earthy and moldy smell unique to robbers and graves. The breath formed in the mansion cannot be concealed even with the most expensive perfume.
Yang Zimei looked at his face, and saw that he had a low forehead, raised brow bones, sparse eyebrows, raised eyes, anxious eyes, narrow eyebrows, narrow bulges, thin and irregular lips, and a thin, dry face.
On his body, there was still a vicious coldness, indicating that several lives had been carried on him.
Seeing such a person, Yang Zimei naturally did not have any good feelings.
The man saw Yang Zimei, who looked like a fresh little lily behind Song Xuan, and a pair of small triangle-shaped eyes dazzled, swallowing a saliva without concealment.
They, a tomb robber, are always stepping on the line of life and death. They may die in the tomb or under the gun of the police.
Therefore, there is an abnormal greed for the enjoyment of money and beauty.
Song Xuan stepped forward, blocking his sight of Yang Zimei.
The man thought that the business was important. As long as the goods on his hands were sold out, they dived into Southeast Asia. At that time, there would be any kind of beauties. Therefore, he looked back from Yang Zimei.
"You are Mr. Song?"
"Um." Song Xuan nodded slightly.
"I'm a black snake. Shanying introduced me to you to ship here, and said you were fair and honest." The comer whispered.
Song Xuan's lips froze slightly.
Whether it is selling or buying, it is a kind of transaction that cannot be seen. If it is not handled well, it will cause an accident.
Song Xuan has done very little in this regard. He has always dealt with only one person, that is, the mountain eagle.
The black snake saw Song Xuan groaning, knowing that he might not believe himself, and took out a dark blue glass-like small item from his pocket, like a woman's earring.
When Song Xuan saw the object, his eyes became hot.
He has an insatiable passion and love for antiques.
The black snake saw the thing in his hand successfully seduced Song Xuan's heart, smiled proudly, and put the small object on the table, "This is just one of them."
Song Xuan carefully looked at this dark blue glass earring, and saw that it was exquisitely crafted, about two centimeters long, rounded at both ends, and thin in the middle, like a narrow waist drum. There are small holes on both ends, through which the silk thread can be hung on the earlobe.
In the ancient poem "Peacock Flying to the Southeast" that we are familiar with, there were descriptions of women of the Han dynasty who hung such ears at the time, "The waist is like a streamer, and the ears are bright."
This kind of earrings is Mingyueyuan, a rare glass product in the Han Dynasty. It is very light and elegant. Looking at it, I think of a consciously wearing a white silk dress with ears wearing Mingyueyuan. Hana girl from Su Na.
Yang Zimei is not only looking at the crafts and antique value of Mingyue Ling, but also the atmosphere above.
Fortunately, there is no evil spirit and no auspiciousness, just an ordinary antiquity, so Mr. Song can buy it with confidence.
[Sorry, because the Tencent website system was pumped yesterday, I re-issued the chapter, and now I am correcting it. 】