Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Mr Wu's friend, Mr. Mao was the oldest person at the gathering. He looked to be around sixty to seventy years old.    

    

Mr. Mao wore thick glasses. When looking at people, one needed to squint their eyes and stare at the golden hairpin. After looking for a long time with a magnifying glass in his hand, he finally raised his head.    

    

"This should be a golden hairpin made from Tang Dynasty." Mr. Mao said.    

    

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment. The word "should" was not normally used to describe the result of an appraisal, because such a description was extremely uncertain.    

    

As expected, Mr Wu was in trouble. He looked towards Mister Mao, "Mister Mao, this?"    

    

"Looking at the color of the golden hairpin and the style of the golden hairpin, they are all from Tang Dynasty. Yes, yes, they are from Tang Dynasty." Mr. Mao said.    

    

Yang Bo looked at Mr. Mao, and couldn't help but laugh, this man was truly sincere. If only he had some experience, he would have answered with certainty the moment he opened his mouth, why would he say so many words that he wasn't sure?    

    

The Mr Wu seemed to be accustomed to Mister Mao's way of doing things. After thinking for a while, he raised his head and looked at Yang Bo, "I can confirm this side, what do you think?"    

    

"The golden hairpin is worth one million gold, and this Great Virtue Hall's pink and white Lovers Flower Pattern Bottle is only in the tens of thousands. Mr Wu must give a certain compensation." Yang Bo said.    

    

The Mr Wu nodded, "Yes, this is how it should be."    

    

Yang Bo looked at him and did not say anything.    

    

Mr Wu thought for a bit, "This painting of yours might be of the Tang Dynasty, but its shape does not have many characteristics, nor is it exquisite. Therefore, my estimate of it is six hundred thousand, my Great Virtue Hall's porcelain painting is exquisite, the glaze is bright, and it is well-preserved. My estimate of it is one hundred thousand."    

    

Yang Bo laughed in his heart, but on the surface, he said: "Mr Wu speaks too lightly. My golden hairpin is not cheap, and the Tang Dynasty's gold taels were not easy to keep anyway, so it's even harder to come by. Eight hundred thousand!"    

    

Mr Wu was stunned, only after a long while did he open his mouth: "This price is too high."    

    

"I think each of you should take a step back." Mr. Gao said.    

    

Yang Bo praised him in his heart, but he looked hesitant on the surface. After a moment, he looked towards Mr Wu.    

    

"What do you think?" Mr Wu looked at Yang Bo.    

    

"Then that's it!" Yang Bo said somewhat helplessly.    

    

The two of them quickly exchanged their goods, and the Mr Wu transferred 600,000 to Yang Bo!    

    

After Yang Bo obtained the porcelain, he was ecstatic. He turned around to see someone at his side taking out a Divine Incense Sculpture, causing him to be ecstatic and wanted to take it down.    

    

His phone suddenly rang, so Yang Bo placed the porcelain on the table and picked up the call.    

    

"Hello, is this Mr Yang Yang Bo?"    

    

Yang Bo was startled, "Hello, I am, you are?"    

    

"I'm at the Fengwu Road Police Station in the Xuanwu District of Jinling City." The other party said.    

    

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment. He remembered that his residence was over there, but he had never interacted with the police station.    

    

"Hello, what are you doing?" Yang Bo asked.    

    

"Mr Yang, it's like this. Tonight, your district has caught two thieves, who were hanging on a rope from the roof and were climbing up to your house. They said that your father and brother wanted to climb up to your house to steal something, but they did not expect to go through the wrong door." The policeman said.    

    

Yang Bo was startled, he was angry but at the same time laughed, he did not expect the two people to be so powerful, to have stolen from him.    

    

"My brother is called Yang Lang." Yang Bo said.    

    

"Right, then that's it. If you have the time, you'd better be able to come over and take care of it. The one outside in the hall seems to be your mother." The policeman said.    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head, "I am in Chang'an now. I will rush there tonight, but when I arrive at Jinling, I might have to arrive tomorrow morning."    

    

"Alright then." The other party said, "After all, it was an attempt at theft. If the person concerned does not pursue the matter, there is a high chance that he will be given a lighter punishment."    

    

"Okay, thank you so much." Yang Bo hurriedly said.    

    

After hanging up the phone, Yang Bo turned to look at Yang Lang, "I'm going back to Jinling in the middle of the night. Yang Lang And His Father has been captured."    

    

Luo Yaohua was very surprised, "How did you get caught?"    

    

"Steal!" Yang Bo unhappily whispered, "Wanting to steal from my place, I didn't expect to steal it upstairs."    

    

Luo Yaohua laughed, "Then you should go back. It seems that I have to go back with you too, it's just that I pity Master Fatty, there's no one to accompany me here anymore."    

    

Fat Liu also heard the conversation between the two. Even though he did not understand the relationship between Yang Bo and his father and brother, he was still very understanding, "It doesn't matter.    

    

Yang Bo and Yue Shan did not stay for long, they took a taxi and rushed to the airport. On the way, Yang Bo booked a plane ticket to Jinling.    

    

After waiting for an entire night, Yang Bo finally arrived at Jin'ling when the sun was rising. After getting off the plane, the two of them directly took a taxi to the police station. When they arrived, the Staff was still not at work, but there were already a few people there.    

    

A young policeman had just changed his clothes. Hearing that Yang Bo had introduced himself, he walked over with a smile. "You are Mr Yang, I called you yesterday."    

    

Yang Bo shook hands with him and said, "Thank you so much, for bringing you guys trouble."    

    

The man chuckled. "They climbed down from the top of the eighteenth floor, thought the fifth window was the thirteenth, and climbed up to your floor. Then they wrapped up their decorative vases with their backs and took their plates."    

    

Yang Bo was dumbstruck, he naturally understood the meaning of those words. In order to steal from there, Yang Lang had fought with everything he had, taking out fake goods, items that could not even be considered artwork, and even took out someone's dining plate.    

    

"They said they forgot their keys, so they climbed the stairs." the policeman asked.    

    

Yang Bo was startled, he did not have the time to push them into the pit of fire, he could only say: "Yes, they did not bring their keys."    

    

The policeman laughed, "We are just chatting right now. We will only take notes later, so you can rest assured."    

    

Yang Bo laughed, and did not say much.    

    

"The one upstairs in your house has a weird temper, and I don't know how your brother offended him. He seems to want to kill both of them and make things worse, so you have to go and comfort him, if you cooperate well, then you can lightly sentence him." The policeman said again.    

    

Yang Bo nodded, and because he trusted the other party with these words, he paused for a moment before explaining: "I'm in the antiques business, and they should be going to my place to retrieve some antiques. I didn't expect them to be on the wrong floor."    

    

The policeman suddenly understood and nodded, "So that's how it is."    

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Luo Yaohua was originally standing at the side, but then he suddenly walked inside, causing the policeman to immediately stop him: "Where are you going?"    

    

Luo Yaohua did not care about him, but looked towards the young man in front of him and shouted: "Brother Kong!"    

    

The person originally wanted to climb the stairs, but upon hearing the voice, he turned around, and upon seeing Luo Yaohua, he walked over in pleasant surprise, "Rolo, it's really you!"    

    

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