The reason is simple.

Because although this gun is well made, it has never seen blood.

The old god of war has seen many strong winds and waves, but he just let out a salty 'um' sound, and then stepped forward without hesitation.

Next, there are the treasures among the top five self-treasures.

However, these objects are obviously not in line with the appetite of the old god of war, the strange beast Ding just glanced at it lightly, the priceless porcelain was only lightly rubbed twice, and the precious Jun porcelain was just nodded.

However, the "Spring River Picture" successfully aroused the interest of the old real body, and I looked at it in a daze for a long time on the slightly mottled picture, feeling the bleak artistic conception in it, and feeling a little happy in my heart.

At this time, Xia Lao smiled and muttered a few words, probably talking about the origin and origin of this painting.

The old god of war listened quietly, his eyes were unwavering, and after a while, he turned his gaze to An Manzhen, and said softly: "Xia Lao has already told me the value of this painting just now, and it is said that it will be at least hundreds of millions." ”

"An family, this gift is too heavy......"

Hearing this, An Manzhen stepped forward generously, and replied without humility or arrogance: "If the old god of war likes it, you can play with it for a while, and then whether this painting is kept or donated to the museum is at the disposal of the old god of war." ”

"This is a treasure of China, and it should be seen by more people. ”

The old god of war's eyes lit up when he heard this, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face: "That's right, this kind of treasure should indeed be seen by more people." ”

After a pause, he slowly stretched out his hand and tapped it twice at An Manzhen: "You girl, you are very good, and your achievements in the future are limitless." ”

After speaking, he turned his gaze, looked at Qin Wanyu next to him, and said with a smile: "You two can get in touch with each other, maybe you can become good friends." ”

Qin Wanyu smiled when she heard this, and replied in a coquettish voice: "Grandpa, I am already very familiar with Sister An. ”

The words fell, like a thunderclap, exploding on the field.

All the guests looked shocked, and their eyes flashed with envy that could not be concealed.

This sentence of the old god of war already says a lot.

Settle down......

Just as the old god of war commented on An Manzhen, the future achievements of the An family are also limitless.

As the minutes ticked by, the old god of war slowly took two steps forward and stood still in front of the big red robe.

No doubt.

Rare in the world.

You must know that the mother tree Da Hong Pao is also extremely rare in the world, but there are only four plants, and the Kong family is fortunate to occupy a place.

On the white and clear brocade, there are six quaint jars of different styles.

When everyone saw this, a flash of fire flashed in their eyes.

You must know that one of the two most important plants in China is tea.

The inheritance is long-lasting, meaning peace.

In addition to a wide variety of utensils, tea canisters also play a pivotal role.

The Confucian family is obviously ingenious, and the six jars on the table, representing different dynasties, silently tell everyone the long history of tea.

Not to mention the big red robe, these six jars alone are worth a lot of money, and if they are placed outside, I am afraid that countless rich people will rush to them and break their heads.

The old god of war smiled and looked at it for more than ten seconds, and then nodded: "This is a rare good thing, the supreme treasure of our Huaxia." ”

After a pause, his gaze fell to the side, and he said unhurriedly: "Is that little baby of the Kong family here?"

At this time, Kong Fan was in the crowd, staring at Qin Wanyu with fiery eyes.

The bumpy figure, the temperament between gestures, the smile......

Kong Fan only felt that his soul was wasted, and his mind was full of pictures of rolling the sheets with Qin Wanyu......

Only such a superb woman is worthy of her own identity, she must succeed and must be brought back!

Every day, every night, in the same bed!

When he was secretly obscene, the news of the old god of war suddenly sounded in his ears, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, lowered his head, and saluted respectfully.

The old god of war glanced at him lightly, and his tone was calm: "I just heard Xia Lao mention that the mother tree in your house will also be ......."

At this point, he didn't continue, but the meaning he wanted to express was already very obvious.

Hearing this, Kong Fan nodded subconsciously and replied softly: "Back to the old god of war, it is true, but I invited two experts to treat it in a targeted manner, although the situation is not optimistic, but there is also some hope." ”

Hearing this, the old god of war said "um" without being salty: "There is an old saying that is good, water and soil are not adapted." ”

"Even if you are a person, you can get a serious illness in another place, let alone a tree. ”

After a pause, he added lightly: "Perhaps, transplant it back to Wuyi Mountain, and it will not heal itself." ”

Kong Fan's face immediately changed slightly when he heard this, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Old man...... We also attach great importance to this mother tree, try our best to meet its growing conditions, and pay close attention to both temperature and humidity, and do not dare to take it lightly......"

"In addition to that, we also carefully ...... the soil"

The old god of war didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he turned his eyes, looked at Xia Lao next to him, and asked unhurriedly: "Xia Lao, what is the name of a sentence?"

Xia Lao didn't hesitate at all when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Is the twisted melon not sweet?"

"Yes, that's it. ”

The old god of war nodded, and said in a manly voice, "Do you think this is the reason?"

"That's true. ”

Xia Lao thought so, glanced at Kong Fan, who was trembling, and said unhurriedly: "The artificially created conditions are not as natural as natural after all. ”

Hearing this, Kong Fan subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of foam and lowered his head: "Old lady, these cans of tea are specially picked for you, and the master of roasted tea is also famous." ”

"You might as well drink and see, and you will live a long life for a thousand years, and you won't talk about it anymore. ”

The old god of war laughed twice, and slowly shook his head: "It is the eighth king for a thousand years, if I live for so long, won't I become the old eight?"

Although it was a joke, none of the guests on the stage dared to laugh, not even the atmosphere.

After a while, the old god of war pursed his lips and said lightly: "These cans of tea are too valuable, and I can't afford it." ”

After a pause, he looked at Xia Lao and asked softly, "What do you think about changing it to real money?"

Hearing this, Xia Lao smiled and nodded: "At least there is no problem in building three roads." ”

"Then sell it. ”

The old god of war said softly.

His tone was very calm, but there was an unmistakable domineering.

Kong Fanjian on the side turned red, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back with difficulty.

At this moment, the corner of the old god of war's eyes caught a glimpse of the object on the very edge.

A stamp.