Chapter 9 Identification

"I can't believe you!" Han Xue shot him a glance, adjusted her clothes, and sat down with her skirt gathered. Han Xinglin also turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with twinkling stars, "I never expected your family had such treasures, it's so beautiful. I've never seen anything like it in my life."

He moved the newspaper in front of him, opened the flashlight, and carefully examined the piece of deep blue object with a magnifying glass, completely oblivious to the pair of lethal weapons that were now fully exposed before him on Han Xue's chest

This ... ...

How beautiful! exclaimed Han Xinglin, covering her mouth in surprise

At this moment, Han Xue also stepped back, twisting a small piece of flesh on Yang Ling's arm with her fingertips, and asked with a half-smile, "Is this also a family heirloom of yours?"

Approximately forty minutes later, the car turned into a villa area. Yang Ling had heard of this place, known as Xishan Residence, which is a high-end villa community. Only about twenty independent courtyards are nestled within the picturesque autumn woods. When it was launched in 2009, the price reached nearly 31,000 per square meter, and now it is long out of the market; even with money, one cannot buy a property here. The residents are not nouveau riche with money to burn, but rather a group of individuals with high status and identity.

Both women covered their mouths and chuckled lightly. Brother Ge looked at Han Xue, unable to help but feel his eyelids twitching. That pair of gently swaying peaks was simply a weapon of mass attraction.

Yang Ling felt a weight lift from his heart upon hearing this. It seemed that this object was indeed a product of the Earth, merely a more extraordinary piece of tortoiseshell. He then asked, "How much is it worth?"

Brother Ji stepped forward a few paces to support the old man, and while entering the house, he said, "Master, my friend has something that I am unsure about, so I specifically brought it for you to take a look at"

What?

Finally, the car stopped in front of a courtyard on the hillside. Brother Ge honked the horn a few times, and after a while, the courtyard gate slowly opened automatically, allowing the car to drive into the small courtyard

In fact, I have never seen it either, Yang Ling thought to herself, while Ge Ge was also silently raging in his heart, how old are you, I have seen countless treasures in my life, yet I have never encountered something like this.

At this moment, the two women were also unsettled, each with their mouths agape and expressions of disbelief on their faces

Hiss~! Sister Han, be gentle~! Yang Ling winced in pain, grinding his teeth, and nodded, saying, "Yes, yes~! I heard that my ancestors were once the warehouse managers for a prince's family during the Qing Dynasty, and after several hundred years, this is the only treasure that remains!"

Hmph! That old man doesn't appreciate Ge's kindness at all, and he didn't give him any face in front of others. After all these years, what progress have you made? You've embarrassed yourself completely!

The old man sat down, then spread a piece of soft cotton cloth, before taking the items from Yang Ling's hand, arranging them properly, turning on the desk lamp, putting on his glasses, donning gloves, and picking up a magnifying glass, no longer paying attention to the few people around him, silently engrossed in his research.

Hiss ~ !

Yang Ling swept these messy little items aside, and finally took out the object wrapped in newspaper and placed it in the center of the table, then opened it

Brother Ji did not pay much attention, chuckling a few times, and several people walked into the living room of the villa together. The living room was spacious, with thick wooden flooring, and the furniture and decorations had an antique charm. They each took a seat on the mahogany sofas, and the old man waved his hand at the group, saying: "Today is the weekend, and my family has gone out shopping and sunbathing. I am too lazy to move, so I am home alone. If you young ones want water or anything, feel free to help yourselves."

The old man did not take over the watch, he simply stood up and said: "It is not clear here, follow me!"

As Ji Ge watched, he wiped the sweat stains left by Yang Ling with his gloved hands, examining it inch by inch. After about ten minutes, he finally set down the tool and slowly sat down, his gaze somewhat dazed and distant

Brother Ji slowly exhaled, retracted his dazed gaze, and after a moment of thought said, "This object, in terms of its shape and texture, appears to be made from tortoiseshell. However, it is from a very ancient era and has completely transformed into jade. I have been in this industry for over ten years and have seen numerous tortoiseshell items, both ancient and modern, yet I have never heard of such blue tortoiseshell. Especially the golden patterns in the middle seem almost alive; it is truly a miracle.

Observing Yang Ling's hesitance, the old man waved his hand and said: "I have overstepped my bounds! This object should be a fragment of a tortoiseshell from ancient times, aged and completely transformed into jade. However, the process of jadeification is very complex, resulting in some mysterious and peculiar phenomena. Let me think for a moment; I seem to recall having seen a few vague records in some ancient texts." As he spoke, the old man stood up and walked over to a row of bookshelves, flipping through them incessantly. After about ten minutes, he finally took out a tattered, earth-colored thread-bound book, flipped through a few pages, and walked over to several people.

"Hey! Brother Ji, wait a moment! Is it really good to take this thing out? What I mean is, will it cause any trouble?" Yang Ling said as he quickly turned around to catch up with Brother Ji and grabbed him.

"Money! Money! Have you become obsessed with money?" Brother Ge glared at him angrily, "This thing probably can't be bought even with money. If you're short on cash, sell it to me. How about one million?"

It is daytime now, with the crispness of autumn in the air. The warm and bright sunlight streams down from above the courtyard, landing perfectly on a small stone table. As the newspaper is lifted, a deep, ethereal blue light suddenly bursts forth, enveloping the entire courtyard. The strange golden patterns resemble rippling water, undulating and flowing, captivating the eyes of all present.

"Xiao Fang, why are you here instead of staying in the shop?" The old man looked at Yang Ling and the group with a strange expression, neither showing warmth nor indifference

Han Xue looked at the stone in her hand with a mix of laughter and tears, casually tossing it to the ground. With a playful pout, she deliberately said: "I have now made my decision; I want the things in your bag, will you give them to me?"

At least! Brother Bi nodded, "However, I still don't quite understand what it is, after all, I am just a novice. It seems I need to find someone more capable to take a look at it. No, I should go find my master right away." After saying this, he stood up, wrapped the piece of shell in a newspaper, and stuffed it into Yang Ling's backpack. He weighed it for a moment, then pulled out two pieces from the bag, which turned out to be iron ore, and angrily threw them on the ground, glaring at Yang Ling.

"How could that be? My teacher is Ouyang Qingping, a leading figure in the Chinese jade industry, the president of our provincial jade association, and a national-level jade carving master. What trouble could there be? Once he gives his endorsement, you might instantly be worth millions." Brother Ji said as he walked, quickly dragging Yang Ling away from Mingyu Xuan and driving straight to the western suburbs.

Brother Ji took a deep breath and stood up, not even noticing the cup of water in his hand falling onto his pants. He directly lunged onto the table, leaning over it, seemingly eager to shove this object into his eyes.

While Han Xue's second daughter and Brother Ji were greeting each other with a handshake, Yang Ling opened his backpack and began to take things out.

It can be said that women, much like the dragons in Western legends, have little resistance to various shiny treasures. The two women leaned forward, eager to see more clearly. Han Xue pressed her entire chest against the stone table, completely unaware that her two nearly exposed large breasts were severely deformed under the pressure.

Master!" Brother Ji called out softly, after a while, the old man finally raised his head to look at Yang Ling, "Little friend, could you tell me where you obtained this item?"

A half table was piled with agate beads, sandalwood beads, cow horn combs, crystal pendants, vajra bodhi seeds, and amber filled with countless insects, among other items. Looking at this, Brother Ji was left speechless, his mouth twitching as he pointed at the scattered items on the table, asking, "Is this all there is?"

Thus, a group of people had no choice but to rise and follow the old man to a spacious room at the back of the villa. Upon turning on the lights, they saw that this room, measuring around forty to fifty square meters, had three walls lined with enormous wooden cabinets, which were densely packed with books and various stones, as well as jade carvings and ornaments. In the center stood a large, sturdy mahogany table, covered with an array of tools

The two women could not help but widen their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief. Yang Ling almost choked on her breath, dazedly pointing at the object on the table and asking, "Is this thing worth one million?"

The old man exuded such a strong presence that everyone could only stand there in silence, not daring to make a sound. This time it lasted even longer, with a full twenty minutes passing before the old man finally set down the tool in his hand and stared at it in silence.

Baby, oh baby! As Ge Ge watched, he kept murmuring to himself. Initially, he reached out to pick it up for a closer look, but after a moment's thought, he stood up and walked to a small door on the side of the courtyard. Before long, he emerged wearing white gloves, holding a magnifying glass and a flashlight.

The Mercedes-Benz 320 wound its way out of the city and finally drove into a continuous range of small hills. At this time, it was late October, and the autumn atmosphere was strong, with the mountains adorned in a captivating patchwork of red and yellow. The four passengers in the car chatted intermittently, none of them paying any mind to the enchanting scenery outside the window.

Parking the car and getting out, I gazed at the ancient and elegant house before me. In the spacious courtyard, large clusters of autumn chrysanthemums were in full bloom, alongside snow-white lions, pine needles, golden dragon whiskers, fragrant pears, and dragon's pearl, as well as ink peonies, all competing for beauty. Interspersed were several pieces of Shoushan stone, one to two meters high, and the surrounding autumn forest, with its intertwining red and yellow hues, filled the entire villa with the charm of autumn. Yang Ling could not help but exclaim, "In comparison to others, one must strive harder; in comparing goods, one must still be discerning; indeed, the world does not deceive me!" He pondered how many years of hard work it would take for him to afford a villa in this place.

However, Brother Ji, being quite familiar, ran over to the water dispenser and poured a few cups of water. Only then did Yang Ling take out the items from his bag. As Yang Ling brought out that shell under the light, the somewhat distracted old man suddenly perked up, and a spark seemed to burst forth from his murky eyes.

"Stop looking, let's go in!" Brother Ge hurriedly pulled Yang Ling inside, with the two women following closely behind. At that moment, an elderly man in his seventies, with silver hair and in good spirits, walked out from the entrance of the villa. The old man was approximately under 1.7 meters tall, dressed in a Tang suit with a fur collar, and was twisting a string of dark-colored beads in his hand.

Yang Ling hurriedly picked up the ore and stuffed it into Han Xue's hands, "Sister Han, these two pieces of iron ore are a gift for you!"

"Brother Ji, have you finished your inspection? Can you see anything?" Yang Ling asked cautiously