Xu Minghui's good words finally came, although he was thinking about Shen Lin in his heart, but he also knew that the Shen family was going to have a big birthday, and he was busy with a lot of things, and Shen Lin hung up the phone when he called several times, so Xu Minghui simply stopped bothering Shen Lin and gave her a slow busy, and when it came to the day of the big birthday, they could naturally meet.

"Xu Minghui, you're skipping class."

Tang Youyou called Xu Minghui for the fifth time today, reprimanding Xu Minghui for skipping class without asking for leave, and sending a text message after being ignored by Xu Minghui, Xu Minghui didn't want to entangle with Tang Youyou in his mobile phone, but he was interested in reading all kinds of life-urging text messages sent by Tang Youyou, which could be regarded as passing the time.

"Did you call the money?"

"It's coming, two hundred thousand."

Song Xiaoyu had a mask on his face, sitting beside Xu Minghui like a ghost, scratching, peeking at Xu Minghui's text message,

"Don't look at it, the first beautiful girl teacher in our school has a crush on me, no, urge me to send a text message, don't talk nonsense."

"Cut, virtue."

Song Xiaoyu sneered disdainfully, he had been locked up in the courtyard for three days, he was really bored and panicked, and he began to work hard.

"Are you my big brother?"

"yes."

"The little brother is bored, and the old man is also gracious, as the eldest brother, can you take some responsibility for the boredom of the younger brother."

Xu Minghui squinted at the brazen Song Xiaoyu, and said with a pout: "If you can't get married, should I be the eldest brother for the sake of the younger brother and promise to each other." ”

"You're not worthy of me."

"I don't want to marry you either, but you're right, now that there are 200,000, it's time to visit Jinling."

Xu Minghui stood up, stretched out his hand to tear off Song Xiaoyu's mask, frightened the little sister screamed, and rushed back to the guest room.

Song Xiaoyu came out for a long time, with smoky makeup painted on his face and new clothes, Xu Minghui couldn't believe it,

"You're out shopping for clothes."

"I don't even know about online shopping, Tubaozi."

Song Xiaoyu got up, bumped into Xu Minghui and walked forward, saw the big yellow head sticking out his tongue on the side of the road, beckoning, the big yellow dog wagged his tail and ran over, Xu Minghui understood, as long as it was a beast, it was lustful,

Jinling is huge, there are too many places to go, but Xu Minghui is thinking about cultivation, thinking about giving the old man of the Shen family a birthday gift, he has already made a lot of money in the past two days, and he went to the nearby antique market with a little capital, and he didn't know how deep the water was when he went in.

The antique market is defective at a glance, but there are still a lot of people who buy it, especially foreigners, but foreigners have also learned well, either with Chinese friends, or they are already Huaxia Tong, and the bargaining is as fierce as the locals.

Xu Minghui didn't walk for a while before he felt a strong aura in a street, although intermittently, the monofilament Xu Minghui had such a strong feeling for the first time after opening the spiritual sense, and couldn't help but stop, looking along the feeling of spiritual power, the highest ancient building in the street, like a small tower, stood in the best position,

"Uncle, what kind of place is that?" Xu Minghui asked an uncle who set up a stall on the side of the road,

"Jubaolou, the largest antique auction house in Jinling, young man, you are in a hurry, there is an auction today, at first glance, you are the kind of successful person who hides deeply, auction some good things, put them in the office can also increase your status, if you are troublesome, just take a look at me, my good things here do not have to be bad in Jubaolou."

"No, thanks."

Xu Minghui refused the uncle and took Song Xiaoyu to the Treasure Building, but Song Xiaoyu was not interested, so Xu Minghui gave Song Xiaoyu 2,000 yuan to send Song Xiaoyu to the nearby Women's Street, and entered the Treasure Building by himself.

Jubaolou is really as the uncle said, the largest antique auction house, although the first floor is all small things, but they are all genuine, every antique has more or less spiritual power, but there is also a little spiritual power, it is estimated that it has been absorbed by other immortal cultivators,

Xu Minghui saw a sign that introduced today's auction, Xu Minghui couldn't understand it, but he also wanted to join in the fun, and wanted to find out what the strong intermittent spiritual power he felt outside was, whether it was an antique or a genius treasure, so he went up to the second floor, and when he went up to the third floor, he was stopped and asked for an invitation card.

"Invitation card, can I go in without an invitation card?" Xu Minghui asked,

"Yes, but you have to pay the entrance fee, which you don't have to pay usually, but today's auction is a monthly conference."

"How much."

"Five thousand."

"Five thousand."

Xu Minghui's eyes widened, the first time he heard about the auction that required an entrance fee, it was really an antique that only rich people played.

The waiter looked at Xu Minghui's appearance, the corners of his mouth curled up a little disdainfully, Xu Minghui was a little unconvinced, but he was not a fool, now money is very important, and he didn't want to spend money in vain, so he walked around the second floor, and just took two steps before he felt that the spiritual power just now was a little stronger, Xu Minghui was stunned for a moment, secretly thinking that the mysterious thing was on the second floor,

Xu Minghui sat on the sofa on the second floor, looking at the guests on the second floor, a pair of eyes that had opened their spiritual sense but didn't find anything special, Xu Minghui was regretting it, and a white-haired old man walked out of the corner of the second floor, holding a newspaper bag in his arms, his face was full of sadness,

"Old man, we are really not sure about your things, the teapot is not a teapot, the stove is not a stove, I don't know which cultural period, it's difficult."

The old man was followed by a bespectacled expert, with a look of regret, and went to the toilet to smoke,

"Old man."

Xu Minghui stopped the old man, the old man was stunned, and hugged the newspaper in his arms tightly,

"Don't be afraid, what can't be sold, I'll see."

Xu Minghui found that the old man was very careful and nervous, trying to be as gentle as possible, but the smile on his face was also natural.

"Experts can't look down on it, forget it, ancestral heirloom, if you're interested, just give eight thousand."

The old man looked around, and saw that there were people all around, and Xu Minghui didn't look like a bad person, so he was about to open the newspaper, Xu Minghui hurriedly stopped him, took the old man to a nearby teahouse, and asked for a private room,

The old man opened the newspaper nervously, Xu Minghui really couldn't see what it was at first glance, it was really the same as what the expert said, the teapot was not a teapot, the stove was not a stove, he couldn't see what it was, even the strong spiritual power he felt just now was gone, and he regretted that this thing was worthless.

"Ancestral, really ancestral, worn for two thousand years."

The old man saw Xu Minghui's face and knew that it was no play, but he didn't give up, and said,

"Two thousand years, not like that."

Xu Minghui shook his head, touched his chin and looked at the weird thing over and over,

"Look, this is the seal of my ancestors, this is also the seal of my ancestors, after getting the tea stove from the ancestors, every descendant will be stamped with a seal, saying what is the protection of the last bloodline, hehe, what is it, I don't know, but there are really two thousand years."

"Blood, tea stove."

Xu Minghui's eyes lit up, and he stared carefully at the things in his hand,