Johnson swallowed his discomfort and shook his head.

Zhao Yang sneered, "Fool, of course, in the last years of Qianlong, he was rich and invincible, and his power was monstrous, and even the high-ranking Jiaqing Emperor had to be afraid of Heshen, and Zhongtang, throughout the ages, he could be comparable to him, to put it bluntly, it was Li Hongzhang!"

"A supreme minister, one person is below ten thousand people, who dares to touch the things he uses? Even if he has no intention of getting it, who dares to spread it?"

"This cigarette stick was disguised early in the morning, but later people did not know the goods, and they took it for various processing, so that it changed hands many times to the way it was before I unlocked it. ”

However, what is fake is what is fake, and it can never hide the edge of the truth. ”

Zhao Yang's words were like a boulder and smashed into Li Johnson's heart, Li Johnson was already pale, and his momentum was suppressed cleanly, and he didn't dare to refute a word.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yang said, "Li Zhongtang loved lettering very much during his lifetime, as an appraiser, such a trivial matter as literacy should not be difficult for you, you take a closer look, whether it is engraved by Lord Zhongtang himself!"

Li Johnson pretended to be calm and observed the three words "Li Shaoquan", and after only a while, his face turned pale, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Sure enough, this word!

It is indeed engraved by Zhongtang himself!

Li Johnson only felt that his eyes suddenly turned black, his head was buzzing, and his lips trembled violently, as if he was pressed against his chest by a thousand pounds of lead stone, and he was out of breath.

He often boasts that he is the No. 1 antique appraiser in Maple Leaf City, and he is proud of his extensive knowledge after studying abroad for many years.

What Cheng thought, today he was defeated in the hands of an ordinary turtle who can no longer be ordinary!

Naked slap in the face, silent ridicule!

After a long pause, he said bitterly, "This cigarette stick is indeed engraved by Li Hongzhang himself, you are right, I lost!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding crowd suddenly exploded.

", it's really Li Hongzhang, Li Zhongtang's cigarette stick!"

"The ghost city appraiser can't compare to a young man!"

The old man looked at the cigarette stick in astonishment, and a hint of flesh pain crossed his eyes.

Su Jingnan opened her cherry-like sexy lips and didn't recover from the shock for a long time.

It is true that the cigarette sticks made in the Guangxu period are not very valuable in the market, but the value is worth it, and the cigarette sticks in Zhao Yang's hands are no one else, but they were used by Li Hongzhang during his lifetime.

Who is Li Hongzhang?

It was a famous minister in the late Qing Dynasty, well-known at home and abroad, and even written in history textbooks, no one knows it.

It can be described as a giant of modern history, which runs through the history of the late Qing Dynasty and has a far-reaching influence.

Such a cigarette stick used by one person, even if its own value is not high, but its historical value is unlimited, and it may not be valuable in the market, how precious!

Li Johnson said goodbye to Su Jingnan with a pale face, and left like a sewer rat.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man suddenly squeezed in and shouted at Zhao Yang, "Young man, I am the deputy director of the Maple Leaf City History Museum, Li Changde, can you donate the cigarette stick in your hand to the museum and contribute to the country!"

Zhao Yang put away the cigarette stick and walked to the door without looking back.

"Hey, young man, why are you gone!"

The old man on the counter chased after him almost at the same time as the middle-aged man.

"I said Old Man Bai, you have fished out a lot of good things in the antique world of Maple Leaf City, and you haven't left any of them for the museum, and this historical antique is also robbed with me, it's too much!" Li Changde said angrily.

Bai Changlin suddenly stopped, held his head high, pointed at Li Changde and blew his beard and glared, "Are you embarrassed to say? The museum has a rich income for a year, but it has asked people to donate for free again and again, you are stupid? I pay for it, and people sell things, it is natural to say that I am excessive? Who is excessive?"

"Me, when did I ask for a free donation?"

"Just now, you asked people to donate for free!"

"You're talking nonsense! Oh, people are going away, I'm too lazy to fight with you!"

Leaving the antique shop, Zhao Yang walked on the streets of the ghost market with a cigarette stick.

Su Jingnan stared at the cigarette stick from time to time, as a crazy collector of antiques, how could he not be blushing with such a historically valuable cigarette stick?

"Yo, envy?"

Zhao Yang Yuguang noticed her expression, the corners of his mouth curved, he deliberately shook the cigarette stick, and said proudly, "Who said that you want to pick up the leak, and who said that you don't want to spend money in vain?"

Su Jingnan instantly puffed out her cheeks, "Hey, you're amazing, but don't be complacent! I'm your creditor!"

Zhao Yang was happy, "What about the creditor? The thing is not mine!"

"You!"

Su Jingnan was so angry that she was speechless.

After a while, Su Jingnan couldn't help but ask, "2 million, do you sell it?"

"2 million?"

Zhao Yang touched his beard and stared intently at the data of the cigarette stick, 2 million did not seem to be a loss.

"Wait!"

"Don't sell!"

Approaching the ancient calligraphy and painting stall, Li Changde's sturdy figure rushed quickly.

"Little brother, I'll sell it to me for 2.1 million!"

Su Jingnan turned her head unhappily, and just wanted to open her mouth to warn the person who spoke, but when she saw who it was, she suddenly became dumb.

Although there are rules in the ghost market, which stipulate that buyers and sellers must not be disturbed by third parties during the transaction, this rule does not apply to official families.

The museum belongs to the state, and the state has the right to intervene, and Li Changde, as the deputy owner of the Maple Leaf City History Museum, inserted into the transaction, according to the rules, legally and reasonably, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Changde looked a little embarrassed, showed a mouthful of big white teeth and said, "Su girl, I don't want to fight with you, I know you like to collect antiques, but this cigarette stick has a lot of significance to our museum, you just can't bear to cut your love and give it to your uncle!"

"Uncle Li, you calculate how many antiques I have handed over to the museum this year, I can't hand in an antique every time I meet you!" Su Jingnan said unhappily.

"Well said!"

Bai Changlin panted and walked over, gave Su Jingnan a thumbs up, turned his head to Li Changde and said, "You are too shameless, snatching things with little girls?"

Li Changde touched his cheek and said nonchalantly, "What is the face, can you eat it?" Su girl, if you don't let me, I will come to your grandfather for tea one day. ”

Su Jingnan's face changed, and bad memories flashed through her mind.

Li Changde's father and the old man were close comrades-in-arms in the Anti-Japanese War in the past, and the two families had a deep friendship.

In that year's reform and opening up, the old man took advantage of the spring breeze to make a fortune, and became one of the top wealthy businessmen in Maple Leaf City in one fell swoop, and he collected a lot of rare things.

Li's father persuaded the old man, hoping that he would contribute to the country again and donate some cultural relics to the history museum, which was poor and white at that time, and was struggling to develop.

Due to his strong patriotic sentiment and the request of his comrades-in-arms, the old man agreed without hesitation, and promised that as long as the country was in need, the Su family would be obligated to support him.

Later, Su Jingnan began to get in touch with antiques, and Li Changde didn't know where to hear about it, so he went to Su's house three or four times to find the old man to drink tea, and asked the old man to sell her antiques to the museum one by one, so that she is now playing antiques a lot.

Thinking of the unbearable past, Su Jingnan felt aggrieved, but helpless.

"Okay, don't fight," Zhao Yang was annoyed, "Whoever comes first, I'll sell whom." ”

Su Jingnan's eyes lit up, and she looked at Li Changde proudly, "See, it's useless to look for my grandfather, people voluntarily sell me!"

Li Changde looked regretful, in other words, he could go to Su's house again, and under the pretext that Su Jingnan wanted to grab antiques from the museum, he asked Su Jingnan to sell them at a price, but now Zhao Yang voluntarily sold it to Su Jingnan, it is estimated that no matter how much he bids, it will be useless.

"Little brother, since you have decided, I don't force it, I am Li Changde from the National History Museum of Maple Leaf City, and you can always find me if you need it in the future. After a while, the museum will open its internal exhibition, you have such a powerful ability at a young age, I sincerely invite you to come and exchange and learn from each other with elites from all walks of life. Li Changde was not angry, but sent a friendly invitation to Zhao Yang.

"Huh?"

Zhao Yang was a little flattered, the Maple Leaf City History Museum is a national-level museum, and its internal exhibitions are not accessible to everyone, and only those who have official certification and have status in society are eligible to get an invitation.

Zhao Yang How can he do anything, he was directly invited by the deputy curator to climb the big tree of the museum, who else in the antique world will dare to offend Zhao Yang in the future?

The overheard vendors around were jealous.

After that, Zhao Yang followed Su Jingnan and left the ghost market.

Bai Changlin stood at the entrance of the ghost market, quietly watching Zhao Yang and the two leave, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, two million, it's already gone. Su Jingnan sat in the driver's seat and waved her mobile phone at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang stared at his mobile phone, and only after the text message of the transfer was successfully sent did he hand the cigarette stick to Su Jingnan.

"Where are you going now? I'll send you. Su Jingnan put the cigarette stick in the cabinet and locked it, turned her head and asked.

"Let's go to the spicy crayfish food stall at the corner of Baiyun Road. Zhao Yang said.

"Food stalls?" Su Jingnan muttered, quickly starting the sports car and driving towards the entrance of the antique street.

When he arrived at Baiyun Road, Zhao Yang got out of the car and found a food stall with "spicy crayfish" five-character lanterns.

"It smells so good. Su Jingnan raised her jade head and stood at the door with a curious expression.

"Of course it's fragrant, you don't eat fireworks, you haven't tasted this delicious food, have you?" Zhao Yang put his hands in his pockets and said casually.

Su Jingnan nodded.

Zhao Yang said happily, "Let's go, brother is in a good mood today, I'll take you in and eat it all!"

"Hey, wait," Su Jingnan called Zhao Yang, her eyes were a little hesitant, after all, she had never eaten in an ordinary restaurant outside, "Is it clean?"

Zhao Yang laughed, "Don't worry, you won't get sick if you don't eat it cleanly!"

After the signature dishes were served, Su Jingnan gently broke open the bamboo chopsticks, and looked at the table of dishes in front of her with half hesitation and half eagerness.

"It's edible!"

Zhao Yang put on a plastic handbag, picked up a crayfish on the plate, skillfully opened the shell, dipped it in a little sauce in front of him, and then handed it to Su Jingnan's mouth.