Zhao Yang was surprised again, but not surprised, but surprised.

The small vendor in front of him didn't know that the folding fan in his mouth was not an ordinary folding fan, but a famous master of Chinese painting, painted by a master of modern landscape painting, but unfortunately, due to the seller's poor eyesight, the painting of this master in the painting world was only worth 500 yuan here, and he only spent 500 to win a folding fan worth 350,000 yuan, which was a huge leak!

"Boss, take the fan, welcome to come again!"

The small vendor took the five hundred, looking at Zhao Yang's eyes like looking at a fool, you know, an ordinary folding fan is placed outside for a maximum of 20 yuan, and the antique street is more than twice as expensive, and it will be sold for 50 at most.

But the young man in front of him, with a look of ignorance, didn't ask for the price, and even according to the price he quoted, isn't this a stupid person with a lot of money?

Just when both parties were happy, an old man in a Mao suit suddenly appeared beside him, staring intently at the flower and bird folding fan in Zhao Yang's hand.

"Young man, can you lend me this folding fan!" The old man stood straight, looking like a retired old cadre from the military academy, quite majestic, but the tone of his speech to Zhao Yang was particularly polite.

"Absolutely. ”

Zhao Yang happily handed it to the old man, and the old man carefully unfolded the flower and bird folding fan, and looked at it intently, with a very serious expression.

After a while, the old man seemed to see something, and said excitedly, "This, this is indeed a landscape of flowers and birds drawn by Huang Lao himself!"

Zhao Yang was surprised, "Do you know Master Huang Binhong?"

The old man's expression was extremely excited, and he was almost incoherent with excitement, "In the early years, when I was still working in the south, I was fortunate to contact Mr. Huang Binhong several times, when there was Master Qi Baishi in the north and Master Huang Binhong in the south. ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the players passing by gathered to watch the folding fan.

"This folding fan is actually painted by Huang Lao? You can still find the real thing on such a small stall, it's amazing!"

"Isn't it, and Huang Lao's works rarely appear in the antique world, making a lot of money!"

"Hey, what's the origin of the young man, his eyes are so vicious, now the little vendor is going to lose blood!"

The little vendor who had just vomited out the melon seeds was suddenly dumbfounded, his hands stiffened in mid-air, and his mouth was slightly open, looking incredible.

The old man smiled slightly, returned the folding fan to Zhao Yang, and said seriously, "Young man, I am willing to buy the folding fan in your hand for 500,000 yuan, what do you think?"

500,000!

The surrounding players were struck by lightning, and a folding fan actually asked for 500,000 yuan! You know, the specifications of the folding fan are not large, if it were not for the particularly famous ancients, such as Tang Bohu, they would not be able to sell it at such a high price!

Big leak!

This guy has picked up a big leak!

Zhao Yang's pupils shrank even more, and he looked at the old man in disbelief.

That's more than I expected!

"Young man, what do you think?" the old man looked at Zhao Yang expectantly.

"No problem. ”

It's a fool not to make money if you have money!

Zhao Yang felt that this wave would not lose money, after all, he might not be able to sell so much money in the auction house, and he had to spend some handling fees.

In an exclamation, the old man quickly transferred 500,000 yuan to Zhao Yang's bank card.

"Blood loss, blood loss!" This scene made the small vendor selling folding fans beat his chest and almost vomited blood.

He actually sold a flower and bird folding fan worth 500,000 yuan to Zhao Yang at a price of 500 yuan, and afterwards he thought he had made it, and he secretly laughed at others in his heart, who knows, it is himself who is really stupid!

It's too late for the vendor to regret it, after all, with one hand and one hand to deliver, the folding fan is already Zhao Yang's, and he has no right to interfere, so he can only watch Zhao Yang change hands and sell at a high price.

After the old man left, when Zhao Yang was about to continue to pick up some leaks, he turned around and saw Su Jingnan, who had been in the excitement for a long time.

"You're amazing. Su Jingnan said softly.

"It's ok. Zhao Yang was a little curious why Su Jingnan was here.

Su Jingnan pursed her lips and said secretly, why is this person so cold!

"Hey, are you still planning to pick up leaks around here?" Su Jingnan saw that Zhao Yang was about to go to the next stall to shop for something.

Zhao Yang gave her a strange look and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid, don't you know? Huang Binhong folding fan you bought here just now, in front of so many people, sold it at a high price of 500,000 yuan, everyone knows that you are amazing, if you are still picking up leaks around here, the other party will definitely open your mouth!"

Su Jingnan glanced at him, when he was in the Art Garden Pavilion, this person was in the limelight, and what he said was the Tao, and he looked very powerful, but now he doesn't even understand common sense questions, stupid and stupid!

"So that's the case!" Zhao Yang smiled awkwardly, he really didn't know that there was such a statement.

At this time, Su Jingnan took out a pitch-black ceramic fragment from her bag and said solemnly, "Hey, look at this." ”

Zhao Yang stopped, took the fragment, and said, "Isn't this the fragment on my statue?"

"That's right!"

Su Jingnan blinked suddenly, and said slyly, "This is also the purpose of my search for you!" When I left, I picked up a few pieces of fragments and went back for identification, and the results showed that they were broken pieces made of ordinary mud mixed with dye, there are pictures and evidence, your statue is not worth anything at all, and said, how should you compensate me?"

"How is that possible!" Zhao Yang said in surprise, his eyes focused on the fragment, and after a while, a small line of text appeared above the fragment.

It's really as Su Jingnan said, the statue of Erlang God in Grandpa's family is just an ordinary clay fired with dye, and it is not flowing out of the prince's mansion at all!

Now it's Zhao Yang's turn to be dumbfounded!

"Do you want to, or will I give you back the 300,000?" Zhao Yang said helplessly.

"Give it back to me?

Su Jingnan pretended to be angry and said, "Do you know what kind of behavior you are doing! It's blackmail, and I have every reason to ask you to double the compensation!"

Zhao Yang's face turned pale, "I really didn't mean to!"

Seeing Zhao Yang's cowardly appearance, Su Jingnan changed his words, and the smug look in his eyes flashed, "For the sake of the money you just saved me, I forgive you, but I have a request, you must help me find better antiques before my grandfather's birthday, there must be the kind of cards, otherwise I will sue you!"

Listening to Su Jingnan's words, Zhao Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, "Okay, no problem, I promise you!"

With the help of the ability in your eyes, it shouldn't be a problem to find an antique with a row of faces in a short period of time!

"Okay, then I'll take you to the ghost market now, there are a lot of things there, and there is a great possibility of picking up a big leak!" Su Jingnan said.

The so-called ghost market, there are antique streets in every place, generally located below the antique street, are some serious antique people gather place, there are many things in it, but also expensive, the transaction price is mostly 10,000 yuan start, therefore, if there is no real treasure on hand, or very rich, the average person will not go to the ghost market to find things.

Now, there are many thresholds for entering the ghost market, if there is no acquaintance to introduce you, or be recognized by the ghost market, ordinary people can't enter the ghost market, the most authoritative auction house in Maple Leaf City is in the ghost market, and the total auction price adds up to tens of thousands of things that enter the auction house every year, and the total auction price is hundreds of millions when it is the highest.

In the past, Zhao Yang didn't dare to think about it, let alone go in!

Just when Su Jingnan was about to take Zhao Yang to the ghost market, Zhao Yang's phone rang.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Yang's face suddenly became gloomy, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, I can only go to the ghost market with you next time!"

Su Jingnan frowned slightly, she was fine just now, why did she have to leave after answering the phone?

"Do you need me to send you?"

Zhao Yang turned around, shook his head, and walked quickly.

"My car is relatively fast. Su Jingnan said again.

Zhao Yang's footsteps were sluggish, he did have a very urgent matter, just now the hospital informed him on the phone, saying that the ward fee was due, and he had no money for surgery, so in order to make room for other patients, he was about to move his mother out.

His mother lives in a general ward, and the bed fee is obviously not due, and the hospital actually asks his mother to move out of the ward in advance, and is ready to forcibly evict people!

Outrageous!

When he arrived at the First People's Hospital of Maple Leaf City, Zhao Yang hurriedly got off the car and ran quickly along the steps into the hospital hall.

The elevator reached the fourth floor, the ward area, and as soon as Zhao Yang walked out, he heard a quarrel.

"Your son will be here in a while, you can go with the nurse now, we have arranged the corridor on the second floor for you to live in first!" A male doctor wearing a white coat, with a small flat head and a face full of acne, spat and yelled at Su's mother.

Several female nurses covered their mouths on the side and echoed, "That's it, if you can't afford to pay for the bed, let's leave quickly, don't waste the resources of our hospital."

Zhao's mother was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, bent over her waist, and was pulled by a group of people, because she was angry, she spoke intermittently, and even coughed several times in a row, which made the surrounding people disgusted.

No way!

Zhao Yang clenched his fists, ran over quickly, and pushed the doctor to the side, out of inertia, the male doctor lost his center of gravity and fell heavily to the ground, "ouch", grinning in pain.

The female nurses were so frightened by the sudden scene that they screamed, "Hit someone, hit someone!"

The male doctor fell to the ground, and after seeing Zhao Yang clearly, he said fiercely, "You are her son, right?

Zhao Yang looked at the male doctor with an indifferent face, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "I don't care who you are, I have already paid for your hospital bed, according to the regulations, my mother can stay here for another day, why do you drive her away?"

"Yo he!"

The male doctor stood up menacingly, pointed his finger at Zhao Yang and shouted, "Just because you are a poor ghost, you can't afford to pay any medical expenses, can you afford to pay for the hospital bed tomorrow?