Song Xi counted Qin Xuan all the way, and he didn't say a word.

The taxi finally arrived at the First Affiliated Hospital, and Song Xi rushed into the emergency room with Coco in his arms.

Qin Guoqiang limped behind her, and Qin Xuan followed behind.

It was unlucky enough to let the Eight Great Immortal Emperors plot and be knocked down to the mortal world.

was reborn with a residual trace of the emperor's soul, but he was reborn in the body of such a scumbag. was scolded by a woman, pointing her nose in front of her own father, and she couldn't fight back.

It's not bad luck anymore, it's a nest!

Emperor Xuan is in the fairy world, and they are all sideways existences.

When you get to the world, how can you be a wreck?

No!

"Go and pay the fee! that's all there is to the house. ”

Qin Guoqiang handed a bank card to Qin Xuan and said.

"The password is Coco's birthday. ”

"What is Coco's birthday?" Qin Xuan really didn't know.

"You don't even know your own daughter's birthday? Are you corrupted by alcohol, or is your conscience corrupted by alcohol?" Song Xi inevitably scolded Qin Xuan again.

"June 19th. Qin Guoqiang was also desperate.

"What year?" Qin Xuan continued to ask.

"You bastard! Coco is four years old this year!Four years old!" Qin Guoqiang almost fainted!

Qin Xuan took the bank card and ran to the toll office.

"In Qin Keke's case, 100,000 must be deposited in advance. The little nurse who paid for it said.

Qin Xuan handed over the bank card and entered the password.

"Patients' families, there is not enough money in the card. The little nurse handed the card back.

"You treat it first, and I'll pay it in a while. And then, how much does Coco's disease cost?"

"Let's prepare 500,000 first!"

Qin Xuan took the bank card and went to the ATM to check it.

5308.2 yuan?

That's all the money in the family? It's too poor, isn't it?

Qin Xuan took out 5,300, and the remaining eight pieces did not move.

Five thousand three is far from five hundred thousand, that's a long way off.

How could it be so difficult to defeat Emperor Xuan as a trivial matter of making money? When he came, Qin Xuan was in a taxi and saw an antique market.

It is two or three kilometers away from the attached courtyard.

Qin Xuan took a taxi and headed towards the antique market.

He's going, picking up the leak!

Baibao Pavilion is the largest shop in the antique market on Porcelain Street.

Antique and magnificent.

Qin Xuan walked into the Hundred Treasure Pavilion.

He was not attracted by the decoration of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, but by the framed words hanging in the corner of the wall.

"Good vision, this is Yan Zhenqing's true handiwork, you look at the inscription on this, it is written with the word Qingchen. Yan Zhenqing, the word Qingchen. This brother is a connoisseur at first glance. This pair of Yan Zhenqing's true handwritings, as long as 3888 yuan, you and I are destined, which is almost equal to giving it away for nothing. The boss Li Xiangyi held up a big belly and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

"Yan Zhenqing's word is clear of the Qing minister, there are three points of water clear, your real handwriting, the minister is written correctly, but the green character is three points of water. ”

Qin Xuan looked at Li Xiangyi with a smile and said.

"Although there are typos, this piece is still well written, very beautiful. A hundred dollars, sell me. ”

"I said brother, let's not talk darkly. Although this character is indeed three points short, it is really very well written! An ordinary calligrapher, he can't write this taste. Just the framed piece, just this frame, it is made of high-grade mahogany! 2888 yuan, the 1,000 that let's make is counted as water money. ”

Can Li Xiangyi not know that Yan Zhenqing's character Qingchen has three points of water?

Such an obvious mistake cannot be fooled as long as you know a little bit about it. This fake word, in terms of artistic attainment, is indeed okay. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bought it for fifty dollars.

Ten times the profit is the bottom line of Baibaoge.

Qin Xuan gently pressed the frame with his fingers, and immediately pressed a small pit.

"Yo! Your mahogany is so soft, as soft as cardboard. ”

"Brother, you are really an expert, 1888 yuan, it really can't be less. Li Xiangyi once again made a concession.

"Five hundred yuan at most, buy it for fun, and if you don't sell it, I'll leave!"

"A thousand. ”

"Five hundred. ”

"Eight hundred. ”

"Five hundred. ”

"Six hundred. ”

Qin Xuan didn't say anything more, turned around and was about to go out the door.

"Good, good, sell it to you. ”

Li Xiangyi looked distressed, as if he had sold his own daughter cheaply.

Money and goods are cleared.

Qin Xuan went to the stationery store next door and bought a blank piece of paper, a brush, and a bottle of ink, which cost a total of twenty yuan.

After taking a turn in the antique market, Qin Xuan found that there was an empty dam opposite the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and only that place was suitable for setting up stalls.

Qin Xuan spread the blank piece of paper on the ground and wrote with a brush.

"Yan Zhenqing's genuine handiwork, sold at a low price, as long as 500,000. You can't buy a Lamborghini for 500,000, you can't buy a house, you can't buy a girl and you can't go to bed. You only need to buy this Yan Zhenqing's authentic handiwork, and you can turn into a tyrant worth more than 100 million yuan in seconds. ”

It's not enough to write a big-character poster, Qin Xuan also took out the old-fashioned Huawei in his pocket, recorded a sound, and played this passage on a loop there.

The antique market is bustling with people coming and going, and it is very lively.

As soon as Qin Xuan did this, he immediately gathered a large number of people to watch the excitement.

"it! Yan Zhenqing's real handiwork, set up a stall to sell?"

"It's only 500,000 yuan, which is too cheap!"

If this is really the real thing, what he wrote is true. Yan Zhenqing is a master of the four regular scripts, his real works are auctioned at an auction house for hundreds of millions of dollars, which is absolutely no problem. ”

……

Everyone says everything you say, no matter what the content is, but the tone is full of ridicule and ridicule.

At this time, Li Xiangyi walked out of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion and walked to Qin Xuan's stall.

After reading what was written on the big-character poster, Li Xiangyi smiled unkindly.

"This Yan Zhenqing's true handwriting, I sold it to you for fifty yuan with a profit, and five hundred yuan. You have made a big-character poster, and you will sell it for 500,000 yuan? I said brother, you can fool more than me, and you are even darker!"

Who often visits the antique market, who doesn't know the Treasure Pavilion?

The authenticity of Baibao Pavilion is one in a million.

Baibaoge does business, relying on the magnificent decoration, exquisite packaging, and Li Xiangyi's big fool.

That kind of imitation copper coin, other stores have two pieces a piece, and ten pieces a piece breaks the sky.

In Baibao Pavilion, with that exquisite small box, the copper coins that cost a few cents a piece were suddenly worth a hundred times, and the cheapest one had to be sold for 588.

"When I bought this character, brother, you also told me that the Qingchen of Yan Zhenqing's character has three points of water, and there is less water on it. I bought a piece of writing from my Baibao Pavilion for 500 yuan, and I got it opposite my Baibao Pavilion and sold it for 500,000 yuan, you are slapping me in the face!"

Li Xiangyi didn't want to see that Qin Xuan sold this painting at the door of his shop.

Although it is impossible to sell for 500,000 yuan, this kid can blow it!

Dare to blow!

In case he really fooled a fool and fooled out, where would he be the No. 1 fool in the antique market on Porcelain Street?

"When I entered the store, didn't you also say that this painting was Yan Zhenqing's genuine handwriting? and you still wanted to sell me 3888! I believed it, but in the end, you didn't believe it anymore, so you sold it to me for 500 yuan. Regardless of whether there are three points of water or not, I believe that this is the real thing, so I will sell it for 500,000 yuan, which is not a lot. ”

Qin Xuan is very confident, and he is confident!

"500,000, a lot of money? Who buys who is stupid?"

Li Xiangyi laughed.

The onlookers who ate melons also followed there, laughing.

"Let's take a look, I'll take a look. ”

A gentle and sharp voice came.

The people followed the prestige.

I saw an old man with crane hair and a childish face, and a fairy wind and bones.

"Master Feng!"

Li Xiangyi let out an exclamation.

The person who came was actually Feng Qingyi and Master Feng!

In Yudu, whether it is the head of the political circle or the influential figures in the business world, when they see Feng Qingyi, they have to be polite and polite.

Because, Feng Qingyi is not an ordinary person, he exists like a god.

Not to mention Yudu, even those big families in the capital have received his help. But Feng Qingyi has never asked anyone to help him!

Let you be high and powerful, and let you be rich and rival the country.

Master Feng, I won't open my mouth to you!

Even if you lick your face and want to help, Master Feng doesn't need it!

Because, you don't have that ability, let alone that qualification.