"No wonder Master Zhong bought it at a higher price, it turned out that he had seen it a long time ago. ”

"This young man is amazing, the level of antiques is probably not lower than that of Master Zhong..."

"It's amazing, it's amazing. ”

No one could have imagined that a young man who looked ordinary would have such eyesight!

Onlookers crowded into the store excitedly, hoping to see this cultural treasure up close.

Qin Tian didn't stop everyone, just carefully guarded the painting scroll and stood in a safe position.

Li Cheng looked at the painting in his son-in-law's hand, standing in place, and kept making a sound in his throat, "I... I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Even Li Xinran, who didn't know calligraphy and painting, couldn't help but be attracted by the scroll in Qin Tian's hand.

"Master Zhong, are you still satisfied with this painting?" Qin Tian smiled slightly.

Zhong Yukong collected his eyes and arched his hand towards Qin Tian, "The young man is deeply hidden, and the old man admires it." ”

Qin Tian said that let everyone open their eyes, it really did the point of opening everyone's eyes, although Zheng Banqiao's painting is not difficult to find, but at least buy a few million is no problem, compared to the 300,000 that was deceived by the store owner, it is not worth mentioning.

The customers in the antique shop were enthusiastic, but only one of them had a gloomy face and a pale face.

That was the fat boss of the shop, his face was pale, as if he had eaten a bunch of dead flies.

At this time, his dead heart was gone, and he only felt that his internal organs were burning, as if countless blood was ready to spurt out, and his eyes looking at Qin Tian were also full of hatred, and he couldn't wait to strangle Qin Tian to death in the next second.

But it's too late to say anything, so many people testify that this painting is already Qin Tian.

I didn't expect that the sentence I said, 'It's hard to chase after a horse', actually lost millions of dollars!

"Boss, then I'll take the 300,000 yuan unceremoniously!?" Qin Tian looked at the shopkeeper with a smile, and made a gesture to go to the counter to get a pile of money.

The shopkeeper was red-faced, speechless for a long time, from today onwards, I'm afraid he will become the laughing stock of this street!

"Forget Qin Tian, we made a lot of money today, these 300,000 yuan are even a red envelope for the store owner, it's auspicious!"

Li Cheng, who came back to his senses, was very happy, he made such a big profit, but thanks to his son-in-law. While talking, Li Cheng urged Qin Tian to put away his calligraphy and paintings.

"Dad, you paid for the money, and this painting should naturally be given to you. Qin Tian smiled and handed the painting to Li Cheng's hand.

Li Cheng is a little confused, it stands to reason that most of the credit for this painting is Qin Tian, even if he makes money, it is also divided between the two, although he took advantage of an old man, but there is no reason to monopolize it.

But now, not only did Qin Tian not have any intention of sharing it with himself, but he was even ready to give himself all the circles, and Li Cheng's hands trembled with excitement.

"Good son-in-law, good son-in-law!"

Li Chengdu has always looked down on this wasted son-in-law, but at this moment, he is pleasing to the eye.

Qin Tian's move also aroused the appreciation of everyone around him.

"Oh, this old brother is so blessed to have such a filial son-in-law!"

"Envy, my son-in-law has half of this young man, I can wake up laughing in my dreams!"

"Blessed are you when you're old!"

Li Cheng, who was already happy, was held high by everyone, and the folds on his face were laughing.

The stars left the antique shop like the moon, and the old man sat on the phaeton that Qin Tian had just arrived, becoming more and more excited.

"Yard, I want Lao Tzu to suffer a dumb loss, no way!" The shopkeeper looked at the phaeton who was getting farther and farther away, and a pair of triangular eyes flashed with a hint of cruel light.

After everyone dispersed, the shopkeeper took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and showed a flattering smile on his face, "Hey, Brother Biao, I'm the fat man of Antique Street... Yes, yes, yes, it's me, there's a deal, I don't know if Brother Biao is interested..."

"There's something to say, there's a fart. A gruff voice came from the other end of the line.

The shopkeeper roughly said what had just happened, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "After the thing is done, the old rule is to divide the account in five or five! But remember, don't leave a handle!"

"Hehe!" Brother Biao sneered on the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, it's not the first time we've done it, it's not the first time we've done it, I'll take someone to set off immediately!"

......

Qin Tian drove the car, and while walking forward, he looked at Li Xinran who was sitting in the co-pilot with the corner of his eyes, this woman, from the moment she got into the car, stared at him motionlessly.

Qin Tian touched the side of his face, "I said daughter-in-law, although your husband looks good, you don't have to keep staring at it..."

Li sighed happily, but then asked, "How did you know that the painting has two layers?"

"Guess. Qin Tian said casually.

Li Xinran rolled his eyes, "I knew you didn't say it." ”

"Then I said that I was identified by my real skills, do you believe it?" Qin Tian looked at Li Xinran with a smile, and Li Xinran felt a little deer in his heart.

For a while, Li Xinran was a little panicked.

Is it shy? It's an old husband and wife, how can you still feel excited?

"You are my husband, if you dare to say it, I will believe it!" Li Xinran raised his voice, trying to hide the panic in his heart.

Qin Tian smiled again and continued to drive, "Actually, it's just that I'm more careful, to be honest, I'm not sure that there must be a mezzanine inside, but I just look at the thick painting, and I want to gamble, but I didn't expect to really let me bet." ”

Li Xinran didn't give up and wanted to ask, but just as she was about to speak, a pickup truck with a double bumper rushed out of the side intersection and crashed straight towards Phaeton!

"Not good!"

Qin Tian didn't have time to say hello to Li Xinran, the steering wheel slammed to the left, and the car slashed against the door of the pickup truck, and it was parked on the roadside flower bed!

Li Xinran couldn't stop moving forward, but fortunately he was wearing a seat belt, otherwise he would have to fly out!

"Ouch, Qin Tian, what are you doing here?" Li Cheng sat in the back seat, without a seat belt, and hit his head on the front seat, covering his head and calling at the moment.

"That car suddenly came out and almost crashed!" Qin Tian frowned, if it weren't for the car's good performance, it would have to be flipped over just now!

Looking at the pickup truck opposite, Qin Tian frowned.

At such a vacancy, more than a dozen vans appeared at the intersection, blocking the water around the phaeton!

A group of bastards with a dragon style got out of the car, there were thirty or forty people, all holding guys in their hands, one of them took the lead, with a scar on his head, a strong tendon meat, and came to Qin Tian's car with a solid steel pipe, raised his hand and smashed the steel rod on Qin Tian's hood, and millions of luxury cars were instantly smashed into a huge pit!

"All for Lao Tzu!" The bald voice was extremely rough, it was the shopkeeper's Biao brother!

Li Xinran and Li Cheng were frightened by this sudden scene, they are all well-behaved ordinary people, although they have a little power in their hands, but who has ever seen this kind of battle?

Especially Li Xinran, her pretty face turned pale, and there was no trace of blood on her fingers that were tightly grasping Qin Tian.

"It's... What's going on?" Li Cheng sat in the back seat and asked nervously.

"It's okay, Dad, I've got everything. Qin Tian's expression was calm, he pulled the handbrake, and turned his head to Li Cheng, "Dad, give me the painting, they are here for the painting." ”

Ever since Qin Tian had died once, his mind had become extremely transparent, and needless to say, he knew at a glance that this group of people had something to do with the owner of the antique shop.

"No!" Li Cheng's head shook like a rattle, holding the painting deadly, "Even if you kill me, you can't hand over this painting!"

"Dad, don't mess around, when is this, hurry up and give the painting to Qin Tian, let's call the police when we go back, none of them can escape!" Li Xinran hurriedly persuaded, she also saw that this group of people is in such a big formation, if they don't hand over the painting, I'm afraid that their family will be more than lucky.

This is a big deal of millions, and the other party will let the three of them go like this!?

Qin Tian patted Li Xinran, otherwise she said, "Dad, you give me the painting, and I promise to take the painting home safe and sound." ”

Under Li Xinran's persuasion, Li Cheng reluctantly handed the painting to Qin Tian, and under Qin Tian's repeated assurances, he let go of his tightly held hand and sighed continuously.

The three of them got out of the car, and when Brother Biao saw Li Xinran, his eyes lit up obviously, and he unabashedly glanced back and forth at Li Xinran, wishing to pick her up on the spot.

"It seems that the brothers can still have fun today!" Brother Biao smiled, and the scar on his head became more and more hideous.