Shao Qing pinched the coin and turned over slightly.

Shaoya stood not far from the sofa, surrounded by several delicate-looking girls.

It was the girl who walked in the middle who spoke, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes stared at Shao Qing for a moment, and her expression was a little contemptuous.

Shao Qing gently turned the coin in his hand, and then raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is Miss talking about this coin?"

She smiled casually: "This is the first batch of coins minted after the founding of the Southern Qin Dynasty, and the transaction price at the last auction was 1.98 million. ”

The Southern Qin Dynasty was a dynasty of two thousand years, which existed for a short time, but it was almost the beginning of Chinese civilization.

Because of the short period of existence and the war, there are not many cultural relics left in this dynasty, and each one is of great significance.

Fortune telling is to borrow things, in addition to borrowing face to write, the most common is to use ancient coins to calculate.

The older the coin and the more people who handle it, the better the effect, so she went to the auction and bought it.

The girl frowned.

She glanced at the copper coin in Shao Qing's hand with a little suspicion: "It's just such a worn-out coin?"

Shao Qing raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl lightly, and corrected her: "This is a cultural relic." ”

With a slight twitch of her fingertips, she tossed the coin up a penny.

The dark yellow coin flipped in a small circle in the air and fell back into her palm.

Shao Qing pushed the copper coin back into his bag, casually lifted his eyelashes, and said slowly: "However, this copper coin is worth a lot because—"

She leaned forward suddenly, and the corners of her lips rose loosely: "This is a copper coin that knows everything." ”

The girl was stunned by her tone, and paused for a moment before she said angrily, "Don't you think I have no brains-"

Shao Qing suddenly chuckled: "Your love is not smooth." ”

The girl's words were abrupt.

Shao Qing got up with his bag and asked casually, "The boy with your childhood sweetheart fell in love with someone else?"

The girl's face turned pale.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Shao Qing in disbelief: "How do you know-"

The girl beside her gently pounded her waist and whispered: "Don't believe her nonsense, you and Arwen will know about it if you inquire a little." ”

The girl doubted the letter again.

Shao Qing laughed: "She's right. ”

She lifted her chin slightly and winked at the girl: "I made it up, you have to believe in Marx." ”

Shao Qing stepped in front of the girl, looked down at her, lowered his head slightly, and leaned into her ear, and his voice was extremely low: "However, you can be appropriately suspicious of the people around you." ”

The girl's pupils shrank slightly.

She subconsciously pulled out the hand that was being held by the girl next to her, turned her head sharply, and looked at the girl next to her in a little shock.

The girl didn't know what Shao Qing said, and was a little dazed: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

Shao Qing didn't pay any attention to the two girls, and turned his head to look at Shao Ya who was standing on the side.

She gave Shaoya a gentle smile, "My dear sister. ”

Shao Qing raised his hand, his fingertips gently fell on Shao Ya's shoulder, tilted his head slightly, tapped his chin to the corner not far away, and the tail note was lightly hooked: "Let's go over there to talk?"