Xiaoqing was so frightened that she trembled and stopped talking, and a very terrifying ghost story came to her mind in a very short time: the old man of the house died, died alone in this castle, maybe hanged, maybe cut his wrists, or strangled to death by a ghost. After the old man died, the house was left to his children.

The house is haunted, where does the old man's children dare to live. So they wanted to sell the house, but they couldn't sell it until they met the stupid Li Erdan.

Erdan smiled and said: "You can rest assured, I can tell you in charge that the old man of the house did not die, but went to live in a rural country in Germany to accompany her first love, the beautiful Miss Lisa." Erdan was also emotional when he spoke, in fact, he was infected by the love story of the old man Yang Tuo, his head looked at the dark sky, opened his big mouth, and then said: "It is a love story of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, a platonic love affair that transcends time and space, it has nothing to do with sex, nothing to do with desire, only about innocent love." Erdan was stunned again, "Well, it's too much, it's too much." In short, you have to believe that this house is not haunted. ”

The three girls said in unison: "Go on." ”

Girls just like to listen to love stories! Especially in real-life love stories.

To listen to the story, you have to find a place with an atmosphere, it is so cold outside the house, which story to listen to. Erdan opened the main entrance of the castle, went in first to turn on the lights, and then invited the third girl in a friendly way.

From the outside, the castle is a magnificent building, but inside, the visual impact is different, palace-like luxury, and every piece of furniture is the best in the world.

This house carries the story of an old man, the story of a generation of thief kings, except for Yang Tuo himself, only Erdan knows this story.

Old man Yang Tuo is a man with a story, yes, a man with a story.

The second egg took the third girl to visit the hall on the first floor and the rest of the rooms, and the introduction must also be necessary.

Shishi and Yuting are very well-behaved, and they don't touch the things in the house casually. Xiaoqing is different, when she sees something, she has to come up to take a look, touch it, and if the object is small, she will also play with it in her hand.

No, Xiao Qing held a Yuan Qinghua Cloud Dragon Pattern Jar placed on the Huanghuali table in his arms, and stared at the inside of the jar with two big eyes, probably wanting to find some gold and silver treasures or something.

"Alas, Xiaoqing, don't touch that bottle. This is the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty, worth hundreds of millions. If you break it, you can't afford to pay for smashing the pot and selling iron. Erdan said nervously.

Yang Tuo told Erdan before, the bottles, cans, calligraphy and paintings in his house are all genuine, and each one is worth a lot of money.

Don't doubt it, don't doubt it, a generation of thief king Yang Tuo and his master, Mr. Ghost Face, who has no one before or after in the stealing world, have the ability to get these things.

Erdan is very idiotic about the value of antiques, and he believes them all when he hears Yang Tuo say that bottles and cans and calligraphy and paintings are very valuable, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

"Who are you fooling?" Xiaoqing pouted and said, "Good girl, are you stupid when you are the old man of the house?" People sold the house to you for 300 million, and left you a piece worth hundreds of millions of yuan blue and white? I think not only the Yuan blue and white cloud dragon pattern jar in my hand is fake, but the furniture cabinet of red sandalwood and yellow rosewood is also fake, what is the little rooster in Chenghua, the devil descending the mountain, etc., all of them are fake. ”

Erdan sweated profusely, corrected Xiaoqing's words: "That's called Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, uh, no, it's called a chicken bowl cup, which was used for drinking and drinking water in ancient times." The other is not called the devil down the mountain, but the blue and white pot of the guiguzi down the mountain. It's all priceless treasures. ”

"Baby, you're big. I'm going to smash one to see if it's real or not. "Xiaoqing.

"If you smash it, you can tell if it's real or fake?" Two eggs.

Even if she gave Xiaoqing an electron microscope, she couldn't tell the truth of Yuan Qinghua! But Xiaoqing said that he really threw the Yuan Qinghua Cloud Dragon Pattern Jar to the ground, and the action was similar to throwing a meat bun at a dog, without any pressure.

There was a crunch and the bottle shattered to the ground.

Erdan was stunned, and felt distressed for a while, not that he felt sorry for the country's cultural relics and treasures, but that he felt sorry for his property being dropped by Xiaoqing Girl, and he was less than 100 million.

Xinxin said that Sister Xiaoqing is a loser, Xiaoqing herself still doesn't admit it, of course, she still doesn't admit it now, but the second egg agrees with her goddaughter Xinxin's words.

Shishi and Yuting just opened their mouths in surprise, that's all, they originally believed Erdan's words, but after Xiaoqing's analysis, they didn't believe it. A large room of rosewood and rosewood furniture is worth more than billions. If the calligraphy and paintings on the walls are true, it would be more than enough to buy several such castles.

Xiaoqing crossed her hands on her hips, and her right foot was still weighing a few times on the ground, how energetic and energetic she was, her two big eyes stared at Erdan, with a wicked smile on her face, and said, "Do you dare to say that this is true?" If you say it's true, I'll smash it until I smash it all for you. I'm the one who hates other people's lies the most, especially the kind of people whose skin is thicker than the city walls, and who don't even blush when they tell lies. Don't look at me, Li Erdan, I said that it is a person like you, a man who pretends to be. ”

"Really! Grandma, it's all fucking real! You pay me for my Yuan Qinghua. Erdan said very aggrievedly.

"Yo, my mouth is so hard, I'll smash another one to see. Sisters, let's do it together and smash all the porcelain gods inside, it's all fake anyway, let's buy the real one after smashing it. ”

Xiaoqing has a Chenghua Doucai chicken bowl cup on his right, that thing, why don't you look good at the bowl for eating at home. On the wall of the chicken bowl are two sets of paintings, one of a large rooster with its head held high, and the other of an old hen and a chick pecking at a centipede. The rest are grass, stones, and so on. That's basically it. If you are not a professional or a person with great aesthetic literacy, it is difficult for ordinary people to see the beauty of the chicken bowl cup, and it is difficult to estimate its value.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times. Antiques are cumbersome in troubled times, easy to break, and inconvenient to carry. So the value of antiques is the most dramatic. Even now, there are many antiques that are used as urinals and dog basins.

Xiaoqing took the chicken bowl cup in his hand, looked at it, and pouted, "Chirp!" Then she threw the cup into the sky.

Xiaoqing broke a Yuan Qinghua, the second egg is distressed enough, where will she be allowed to drop the chicken cup. Almost at the same time that the chicken bowl cup was thrown out of Xiaoqing's hand, the second egg moved quickly, picked up on the spot, and jumped a distance of several meters, and his head and melon seeds were about to touch the zenith. In mid-air, Erdan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the chicken bowl cup in his hand.