Following the two middle-aged men stepped forward, they carefully put away this ten-meter-long peerless painting and handed it to the white-skinned boss.

Then he handed it over to Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Zhao, please look at it again and confirm the authenticity." ”

Mr. Zhao held a thick scroll in his hand, tears in his eyes, and hissed: "The world only knows the Nine Dragons, then it will know ......"

"In this world, there is also a picture of ten dragons!"

"Father's ......"

"You still haven't waited for the Ten Dragons Diagram after all......"

"You still haven't waited for your fairy sister after all......"

"Whoever can find the Ten Dragons will get your entire secret collection......"

"It's a pity, a whole hundred years have passed, and your Ten Dragons Diagram didn't come, and the people you were waiting for didn't come, father......"

"I'm going too...... Your last wish has become a sound, it has become a sound!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao was already in tears.

Old tears poured down and dripped on the thick scroll, wetting the Kowloon picture.

The person standing next to him listened to Mr. Zhao's words and couldn't help but show deep horror.

Is there still a Ten Dragons in the world?

How is this possible?

Isn't nine the largest pole number in Shenzhou?

Ten Dragons......

What kind of earth-shattering masterpiece is the town?

And all the treasures left by Zhang Xueliang's predecessors in the world are such earth-shattering treasures.

This passage of Misin......

It's just shocking and shocking to the world!!

After a few moments, the song ended.

Mr. Zhao shook hands with the people at the scene to say goodbye, and the descendants of the Song and Kong families also shook hands with the owners of the museum to say goodbye.

A hundred-year-old secret is unraveled and ended.

At this moment, a stunning young woman stepped forward slowly, and when she arrived in front of Mr. Zhao, everyone only felt that the entire gloomy hall was instantly brightened.

The knee-length beige professional uniform clinged to the soft satin body, and the slender calves glowed with a glowing jade light, making everyone present breathe.

A pair of black eyes that are brighter than the stars are sparkling, looking forward to it.

The appearance is stunning, and the temperament is unparalleled.

Out of the dust fairy, peerless independence!

The appearance of the young woman made the people at the scene stunned, and then showed a look of surprise, and the descendants of the Song Kong family had a trace of awe on their faces.

"Dingsheng Group!"

"President Cangjia!"

President Cangjia came to Mr. Zhao, bowed, took the initiative to hold Mr. Zhao's hand, and spoke softly and very respectfully.

Mr. Zhao was a little surprised when he saw Cangjia, and shouted hoarsely: "Xiaojiajia, you are here too." ”

Cangjia smiled and nodded, and bowed.

After the ceremony with Mr. Zhao was over, Cangjia got up, and the descendants of the Song Kong family had already taken the initiative to shake hands with Cangjia.

It can be seen from the conversations of these people that they are still relatively familiar with each other.

The prestige of the young woman seems to be very high, and the descendants of the Song Kong family are also very polite to her, even with a little awe.

At this time, a delicate and crisp little female voice came: "I answered correctly, give me the blessing melon." ”

The little girl was standing in front of Jin Feng, her hand raised high, shouting at Jin Feng.

"You're an adult, don't be a rippy, Uncle Black. ”

Jin Feng pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "Chen Rong's reputation is too loud, you know that it is not surprising. I'll test you another question, answer it correctly, and Fu Gua will send you. ”

The little girl looks very well-behaved, with pink makeup, like a porcelain doll.

The temperament is beautiful, the eyes are smart, and the style is very good.

The little girl glanced at Jin Feng angrily, and her little delicate nose shrugged up: "You take the test, I'm not afraid of you taking the test." ”

Jin Feng lowered his eyelids lightly and said softly, "There is such a person...... He was the richest man in the world during the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he was richer than Sheng Xuanhuai and Hu Xueyan combined!"

"After the defeat of the Opium War, the Manchu government compensated a total of 6 million taels of silver for the sunset, and he alone contributed 1.1 million. ”

"He used to be the largest creditor of the Eastern Indian Ocean Company, and Astor, the richest man in the First Empire, kowtowed to him. ”

He was named by the Wall Street Journal as the fifty richest people in the world over the past millennium. ”

"Excuse me, who is he?"

Jin Feng's question was soft and soft, but his voice was not loud but it attracted everyone's attention.

The jade head of Cangjia was slowly raised, and the descendants of the Song family quietly turned their heads.

The little girl blinked and frowned, obviously stumped by Jin Feng's question.

"I don't know the person you're talking about. I can guess though. ”

"Of the 50 richest people in the world, only six of us are from Shenzhou. ”

"In addition to Temujin, Kublai Khan, Liu Jin, and He Shen, the rest is Song Ziwen and him. ”

Speaking of this, the little girl turned her little head and laughed at the descendants of the Song family, and said in a coquettish voice: "The uncles and uncles of the Song family are all here, you must not be talking about them." ”

"The remaining one is Wu Bingjian. ”

After speaking, the little girl stretched out her hand and said arrogantly: "Take it!"

Jin Feng pursed his mouth, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he put the blessing gourd in the palm of the little girl's hand with his backhand.

Just when the little girl smiled proudly and went to see the Fu Gua, the Fu Gua suddenly disappeared.

The little girl was stunned, looked up at Jin Feng, but Jin Feng pointed at it......

The little girl hurriedly looked down, and suddenly her small mouth opened into an O-shape.

What is the blessed gourd that hangs on his chest?

This magic technique made the little girl's eyes light up, and she looked straight at Jin Feng, surprised and inexplicable: "How did you do it?"

"You're a magician?"

Jin Feng smiled and said softly, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you." ”

The little girl pouted Lao Gao, glanced at Jin Feng, and shouted angrily: "Don't do it." You're so dark. So skinny. My equestrian instructors are whiter than you. ”

Jin Feng looked at the little girl and nodded lightly: "The fate is like this." No wonder. ”

The little girl didn't understand Jin Feng's words, and shouted at Jin Feng with a fu gourd in her hand: "Is this really Jia Guifei's jewelry?"

Jin Feng lowered his eyelids and said softly: "I said yes, definitely." ”

"If you don't believe it, if you ask your Uncle Song, he has a funeral item for Concubine Jia. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Cangjia walking towards Jin Feng, like the most classical palace concubine.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but our family never wears dead things. ”

After saying this, Cangjia immediately took this lucky melon off the neck of the little girl Honghong, raised his hand and handed it back.

Jin Feng's eyes moved, and he said softly: "This is not a funeral item. Heirlooms. ”

"That's not unusual!"

Cangjia said coldly, a picture of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Please take it back. There are a lot of these things in our house. ”

Cangjia's indifference is accompanied by cold arrogance, and he doesn't pay attention to this blessing melon at all.

Jin Feng's complexion changed slightly, and then dispersed, and he glanced at Cangjia lightly, and took back the blessing melon.

With a slight bow, Jin Feng walked up to Mr. Zhao, bowed lightly and stretched out his hand to Mr. Zhao.

"Hello, Old Zhao!"

For Jin Feng's rash and abrupt action, the commodore behind Mr. Zhao was a little displeased.

Even the descendants of the Song Kong family expressed the slightest hint of anger at Jin Feng's rude behavior.

This is a person who doesn't know how to count etiquette, and he came to pay homage to Mr. Zhao without being introduced.

Mr. Zhao was a little dazed and confused, and looked at Jin Feng in a daze.

"There are no rules. ”

"What are you? You also deserve to shake hands with Zhao Lao. ”

"Get out!"

Cangjia strode over, and he screamed coldly from afar, with a frosty scene on his face.

It was at this time that the curator of the museum called out tentatively.

"You're Jin Feng...... Mr. Kim!"

"Oh God. It's really you, Commissioner Kim!"

"You...... You're really here at our museum! God, it's a miracle!"

"Welcome to our museum, welcome, warm welcome!"

As soon as the museum curator's words came out, the group of whiteskins next to him went crazy all at once.

The boss with bulging eyes looked at Jin Feng in surprise, followed by a group of people all around, more than a dozen hands stretched out in the air, all looking excited.

"Hello Mr. Kim......"

"Hello your sir......"

"Dear Mr. Kim, I'm ......"

Suddenly, the descendants of the two families of Song Kong changed color and were shocked. Qi Qi raised his head, and his eyes were all on Jin Feng.

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