Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 89

[Chapter 89 There’s a Genuine Item]

old man walked into this antique shop and looked at the surrounding furnishings curiously. The old windows, cheap iron shelves, and almost random “antiques” almost perfectly reflected this. The positioning of the store:

In the whole store, except for the fact that the money collected is real, there is nothing fake.

But even so, this old gentleman, who was not dressed like an ordinary citizen in the lower city, was still looking at the things in the shop with great interest, until Duncan’s voice came from the direction of the counter, and he finally turned his eyes.

“It’s an interesting statement,” the old man laughed. “Take away the things you are destined for… Putting things aside, this is a beautiful sentence in itself.

” With a smile, “Fortunately, the things here are not expensive—is there anything you want   ?

“

After finishing speaking, Duncan continued enthusiastically: “Whether you buy it or not, it’s good to have a look, maybe it will catch your eye?”

The old man couldn’t help showing a trace of helplessness on his face: “You…things are all fake. Ah.”

“That’s right.” Duncan took it for granted, “Can the real ones be placed here? My store doesn’t even have a security door, and it’s because the thieves can’t get their money back.” The old man’s face twitched visibly

. , I probably didn’t expect the antique store manager who sold fake goods to have such a calm attitude, and he choked for a few seconds before speaking: “…then…” “If you are good at persuading yourself, take me as

your Antique shop, if you are looking for self-satisfaction, realism, take my place as a grocery store, if you want to find high-quality and cheap goods, and you recognize the reality and want to lie to yourself, I congratulate him for finding gold bricks in the garbage dump He came across only one genuine item in the whole store, and it was very fateful——Anyway, the main reason for spending thirty or fifty dollars is to have fun. , but also get a crystallization of modern industry, think about it, is it a good deal?”

The old gentleman listened to Duncan’s heresy in a daze. He probably didn’t have any social experience in this area, so he couldn’t react at once. Then, his eyes suddenly fell on a corner next to the counter. , the expression on his face changed slightly.

Duncan was seriously immersed in the joy of doing business. At this time, he noticed the change in the old man’s eyes and his heart moved. Then he suddenly remembered something, but before he had time to speak, he saw the old man stretching out his hand towards the corner. Go: “This thing…”

In the middle of a pile of sundries, he found an ancient dagger that was extremely well preserved.

He took out the dagger.

It was an old piece from the Lost Home that Duncan had hidden in the clutter—one of only two real pieces in the whole antique shop.

The other was a cast-iron cannonball placed further down the debris pile.

Duncan wanted to divert the old man’s attention at first, but then he noticed the change in the other’s expression and his professional demeanor when he checked the pattern of the dagger scabbard, and immediately realized one thing: the old man might be a “professional

” person”.

Duncan frowned and glanced at the dagger.

It’s actually not a big deal—this thing is not a supernatural item, and it doesn’t carry curses, pollution, or other “sea specialties”. no difference.

An ordinary item, if he reacted too much, something would be wrong.

“This thing…” the old man repeated again. He raised his head and looked at Duncan with some surprise. “Is it also a ‘commodity’ in the store?

” How come there is a real thing in this pile of fakes? What’s wrong with work?

Duncan guessed from the other party’s reaction that he was a knowledgeable person. At this time, it would be wrong to pretend to be stupid and ignorant. Instead, he should admit it just right, so he restrained his smile, and turned to a hint of inscrutability: “Look, isn’t this meeting something destined?”

Immediately afterwards, he cleared his throat and looked serious: “Most of the products in the store are discounted, except for a few, such as this one in your hand.”

The old man immediately looked back at the shelves, and glanced at those priced at hundreds of thousands. After discounting dozens of “modern handicrafts”, he didn’t know what he had imagined, and suddenly felt that this seemingly dilapidated and bluffing antique shop was mysterious and interesting. He carefully placed the dagger on the counter, as if he was about to He opened his mouth to ask the price, but at this moment, a bell rang suddenly from the door, interrupting his movements.

Duncan looked up at the door of the store, and saw Nina.

“Uncle Duncan, I’m back!” Nina yelled towards the counter without raising her head as soon as she entered the door, “Is Mr. Morris here?

” Waiter…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the old gentleman in front of him cough dryly, then pointed at himself, “My name is Morris.”

Duncan: “…?”

“Mr. Morris!” Nina said at this time I also saw the old gentleman in front of the counter, and suddenly shouted in surprise, and then became visibly nervous like every student who bumped into the teacher after school, and stood upright all of a sudden, “Good afternoon!” Duncan looked

at Nina looked at the old man in front of her again, looking back and forth twice, feeling that the atmosphere finally became awkward.

“I wanted to introduce myself from the beginning,” the old man spread his hands helplessly, “I was interrupted by you before I opened my mouth, and then you started to introduce me the things in the store…” Nina also realized what happened at this

time What, and then noticed the dusty-looking dagger on the counter, and hurried forward two steps: “Teacher, don’t buy it! Everything in my store is fake!” Duncan looked strangely

. Glancing at the girl, she wondered why this child was so honest, she sold her family details in less than a second in front of the teacher—although based on the level of goods in this store and the eyes of a history expert like Morris, she It doesn’t matter if you sell it or not…

On the other side, the old Mr. Morris shook his head after hearing Nina’s words, and pointed at the dagger on the counter: “This one is real.”

Nina was taken aback: “…Huh?”

“This dagger The dagger should have come from a century ago. It was one of the favorite tool daggers of sailors in central city-states such as Purland and Lunza at that time. And most of them are in terrible condition…”

Morris said, while carefully picking up the dagger on the counter, pulled out a part of the blade and continued with a surprised tone: “I… I have never seen a preserved dagger. The condition is so good, it seems that it was still in normal use not long ago, the blade is so sharp that it can slide paper, and there is no flaw on the whole body…” “

It still has an original scabbard,” Duncan added beside He said, “If you look carefully, you will find that even the buckle on the back of the scabbard is original.” When

Morris heard this, he quickly checked the scabbard and accessories of the dagger, and the surprise in his eyes was even worse: “This… I really didn’t pay attention to it just now… My God! This thing looks like it was just taken out of the pocket of a sailor from a century ago! If I didn’t have enough confidence in my vision, I would even doubt it. It’s an astonishing imitation…but it doesn’t even have the pattern on the joint of the hilt and a special flaw at the end of the hilt…” Speaking

of this, he was suddenly puzzled, looked up at Duncan, and then at the Nina, the history expert was not confident: “It’s really not a fake?”

Nina quickly waved her hand when she heard that, “Uncle can’t imitate such a real thing…”

Duncan’s eyes twitched and he looked at his niece : “Go upstairs and do your homework!”

Nina was stunned for a moment: “I don’t have any homework today…” “

Then go read!”

Nina stuck out her tongue and walked towards the stairs in small steps, but After taking two steps, he looked back at his history teacher: “Mr. Morris, don’t forget that you are here to visit…”

“Of course, I have a lot of things to talk to Mr. Duncan,” Morris said with a smile on his face, and the old gentleman looked radiant, “you can go upstairs and read first—don’t worry, I won’t sue myself for being a student behind my back .”

Nina looked at Uncle Duncan and her teacher suspiciously—she didn’t seem to expect that this “home visit” would start in this way.

But at the next moment, she suddenly showed a smile for some reason.

The girl ran briskly up the stairs.

(end of this chapter)