Chapter Thirty-Five: It's Time to Scream

"What, one...... Ten million?!"

The old farmer was so shocked that he stuttered a little, then rolled his eyes, and sneered in disbelief: "It's noon, it's not time to dream!"

"I'm dreaming?"

He Lin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Wei: "Old Wang, it seems that people don't believe it." โ€

Wang Wei instantly understood, and opened the brocade box containing Tang Hua porcelain in his hand: "Old man, look at what this is?"

"Oh, the master, that ...... Is that the porcelain jar we sold yesterday?" The middle-aged woman couldn't help but change her face when she saw the washed Tanghua porcelain double-series jar.

The old farmer couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, he was also reselling antiques, although he couldn't tell the origin of the Tang Hua porcelain double series jar at a glance, but just from the depth of the glaze of the Tang Hua porcelain and the degree of pulp, he could still be sure that this porcelain jar was definitely a treasure!

"This, this is the porcelain jar I sold you yesterday?" asked the old farmer with some self-doubt.

"Otherwise?" Wang Wei smiled and said hesitantly: "Don't hide it from your old boy, today we specially took this porcelain jar to 'Qingyuanfang' for identification!"

"Appraisal results - Tang Hua porcelain double series jar!

Wang Wei glared at the old farmer with his nostrils, and the corners of his mouth were the same as Nike's hooks: "It doesn't matter if people like you haven't heard of it, anyway, the market valuation is only a few million, and it's not a lot of money." โ€

I have to say that Wang Wei really has a hand at mocking people.

When the old farmer heard this, his whole body trembled, and his feet were so weak that he fell to the ground in fright!

"This, this...... How is this possible!"

The old farmer trembled, and his pupils dilated a little: "It's really a price...... Porcelain worth hundreds, millions......"

"Oh, the master!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly went up to help the old farmer: "Are you okay with the house?"

"Heh, if you still don't believe it, you can go to the Pixiu auction in half a month. Wang Wei smiled and said: "When the time comes, our baby will be auctioned in public, lest you, an old boy, think that our brothers are bluffing you!"

The old farmer's face turned pale again, and his chest couldn't help but rise and fall and panted: "Pixiu, Pixiu auction ......"

If he only believed seven or eight points when he saw the porcelain jar just now, then now after hearing Wang Wei's confident words, he really has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it!

Pixiu Auction House has always been known for auctioning only authentic items.

Can the objects that can participate in the Pixiu auction in dialects, can there still be fakes?

"Old guy, feng shui takes turns, now come to my He family!"

He Lin's eyes narrowed, and he snorted coldly: "You teamed up with that bastard surnamed Jin to deceive my father, I didn't think there would be today, right?"

"People are doing it, the sky is watching! Today's porcelain jar is just the beginning!"

"Remember...... Just the beginning!"

After speaking, He Lin said to Wang Weiyi: "Old Wang, let's go!"

The two of them didn't look back, they shook their arms and turned to leave.

Looking at the old farmer's psychological endurance, He Lin was really a little worried that if he pretended to be forced for a few more seconds, he would really give the other party a stroke!

"How, how...... How so!"

The more the old farmer thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and when he saw the back of He Lin and the two of them, his chest was even more panicked, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

"Poofโ€”โ€”!

It was actually a blood attack, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Oops!

Of course, He Lin and Wang Wei can't see these things anymore.

......

Back to the 'He Tong Baojian', He Lin and Wang Wei carefully placed the Wu Wangfu sword and the Tang Hua porcelain double-series jar.

Now in the entire store, these two things are considered to be overwhelming.

"Lao Wang, you wait to sort out a list of the remaining items in our store and give me a list, and I will count what are left. โ€

He Lin sat on the chair and thumped his feet, and ordered: "When the time comes, I will also have a good purpose and buy some good goods for the reopening of the store." โ€

"No problem!"

Wang Wei also spread it on the stool, patted his stomach and said, "But Brother He, it's time to eat soon, and I've been busy all morning...... We should go rub it hard, right?"

He Lin raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "Old Wang, what do you mean by this kid that you can't even wait for the night?"

"Hehe, let's not win the first battle today, we must celebrate!" Wang Wei said hesitantly: "One meal at noon, one meal at night, perfect!"

"Okay, it's up to you. โ€

He Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "Then you hurry up and get the form now, and when you get it, we will go and pluck your stomach at noon." โ€

"Okay!" Wang Wei responded, and then said again, "Brother He, you invited me for this meal at noon, and it can't be counted in my basic salary!"

He Lin was stunned: "You kid, you are still thinking about this with me at this time!"

Wang Wei grinned: "Brother, settle the account." โ€

"Hey, this shop is pretty clean. โ€

At this time, there was a strange ridicule of yin and yang at the door of 'He Tong Baojian'.

He Lin and Wang Wei were both stunned and turned their heads to look.

The person standing at the door was none other than Jin Yuankun from the 'Golden Jade Pavilion' next door!

He Lin's face immediately fell: "The surname is Jin, who let you in, let me out!"

"Oops, who let me in?"

Jin Yuankun sneered, and while coiling the pair of lion-headed walnuts in his hand, he walked in gracefully: "In a few days, this will be my Jin Yuankun's shop, I'll come to my own store first to see who else agrees!"

Thinking of the embarrassment of these two boys yesterday morning, plus the fact that stones were thrown at the door of the store the night before, Jin Yuankun's heart itched with hatred.

"The surname is Jin, you can figure it out!"

He Lin stood up from the stool and said coldly: "As long as the seven-day period has not arrived, this shop will still be called 'He Tong Baojian', the surname is He, not the surname Jin!"

"Hmph, dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Jin Yuankun's eyes narrowed, and he teased: "Even your father is not Lao Tzu's opponent, and you are still against me, a kid who hasn't grown any hair?"

"I advise you to get acquainted, be polite to Lao Tzu now, and still leave you in the store to do chores at that time......!"

Jin Yuankun deliberately stretched his tone, and his eyes were fierce: "Otherwise, don't say that this 'He Tong Jianbao' has no place for your kid, even if it is this antique street, Lao Tzu has a way to make your surname He a rat on the street, and everyone shouts and beats it!"

Jin Yuankun has opened a shop in the antique street for more than ten years, and the people on this antique street have basically known each other.

If the He family falls then, then he wants to deal with a junior like He Lin, it will indeed be an easy and pleasant thing!