It's really like Liu Ruyan said, I knocked on the door outside Song Ming's rental house early in the morning.

"Open the door, open the door." Liu Ruyan stood at the door and yelled, knocking on the somewhat worn stainless steel iron door with her palm.

Seeing that the door still hadn't opened, he said in another tone, "Open the door quickly, sister." ”

"I'm." Liu Ruyan puffed out her cheeks, when did she suffer from this kind of anger, and she was about to raise her foot and kick the door, when suddenly the door opened, and Liu Ruyan just raised her foot and kicked it.

"Hey, Yan'er, what are you doing here?" Xu Zhien rubbed his eyes and looked at Liu Ruyan with a sleepy expression.

After Liu Ruyan saw that it was Xu Zhien who opened the door, she raised her foot, and she couldn't put it or not, so she could only smile awkwardly, "Sister, so early?" ”

"Come in and sit." Xu Zhien stretched like a lazy cat.

"Sister, what about Song Ming?" Liu Ruyan saw a room of less than 90 square meters, and was a little disgusted, but she didn't show it.

"He? I said I went for a morning run. Xu Zhien came out after washing up, sat on the sofa with Liu Ruyan and said.

Indeed, Song Ming did go to the morning exercise.

Because the aura in the big city is not so dense, Song Ming will meditate in the seaside park these days to absorb the aura and enhance his cultivation.

"Zhi'en, I'm back."

Song Ming smelled of sweat, but he still held a few fritters and two cups of soy milk in his hands.

"It stinks." Liu Ruyan saw Song Ming walk in, but smelled that Song Ming's body was really smelly, so she quickly covered her nose and said, "Why is it so stinky, did you fall into the dung pit?" ”

"Hurry up and wash up." Xu Zhien also pinched his nose and said, taking the bag containing fried dough sticks and soy milk in Song Ming's hand.

Song Ming didn't feel how smelly it was? Xu Zhien said so, so he could only go and wash.

After eating breakfast.

"Song Ming, you go with Ruyan, I won't go." Xu Zhien sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

"Okay." Song Ming nodded and changed into a set of better-looking clothes.

Song Ming and Liu Ruyan went downstairs, Song Ming looked at a Porsche parked next to his Aston Martin, and said, "I didn't expect you to have a lot of cars." ”

"Cut, I have a lot more in my garage." Liu Ruyan glanced at Song Ming, as the pearl of the family, money or something is still sprinkled with water.

"Alright, let's go."

With that, Song Ming let Liu Ruyan drive away.

South of Chin City.

Tianfu City Antique Street in the south of Qincheng is mixed with fish and dragons in the antique street.

"I didn't think it was quite big." Song Ming looked at this antique street, in his previous life, he had never been to the south of Qincheng at all, let alone this antique street.

"Well, I'm scared."

Liu Ruyan thought that Song Ming had never seen the world, so he hugged his hands to his chest and mocked.

"Alright, hurry up and go back."

Song Ming hugged the back of his head with both hands and snorted.

So, Song Ming and Liu Ruyan entered the crowded antique street.

The one who plays with antiques is not a rich man?

Just two steps away, Song Ming thought of something, "How do you know that I will help you find antiques?" Song Ming frowned, he had never told others that he could read antiques, and he had never told anyone that he was a martial arts master? But why would Liu Lao and Liu Ruyan make such a request to him?

"Guess." Liu Ruyan smiled mysteriously.

Guess? Who believes this Nima?

"What kind of gift did you say you wanted to give to my grandfather?" Liu Ruyan looked left and right, looking at the antique street like a vegetable market to buy vegetables and bargain.

"It's your grandfather, not my grandfather." Song Ming glanced at Liu Ruyan angrily.

The two walked for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a stall.

"Yo, what do you two like?" A sleek fat man smiled and asked Song Ming and Liu Ruyan who stopped in front of his stall.

"Hey, how's this fan?" Liu Ruyan squatted down, holding a fan with a pitch-black pattern in his hand and asked Song Mingdao.

Song Ming stood behind him and felt that Liu Ruyan, a little girl, was not polite at all, so he ignored her.

"Miss, you have a good eye, this is the folding fan used by Lord Qianlong." The fat man said with a smile.

"Really?" Liu Ruyan took the fan in his hand, looked left and right and didn't see the reason, but when he heard the boss praise him for his good vision, his face also smiled.

"Whoever believes in cerebral palsy." Song Ming stood behind him and almost laughed, this is the folding fan used by Lord Qianlong? It's funny enough.

Everyone who has been an emperor will have some imperial gas in the things he has used, although Song Ming can't look at antiques, it doesn't mean that he can't see the gas on these antiques.

The fat boss was naturally unhappy when he heard this, "Little girl, your boyfriend's mouth is too stinky, right?" The fat boss's face was full of unhappiness.

"He's not my boyfriend."

Liu Ruyan's face flushed and retorted.

At this moment, Song Ming frowned, staring at a Buddha bead on the stall, and there was an evil qi flowing on this Buddha bead.

"Hey, little girl, I want this string of Buddhist beads." Song Ming opened his mouth and pointed to the string of Buddhist beads and said to Liu Ruyan.

"Why?"

Liu Ruyan squatted on the ground and turned around to ask Song Ming.

Song Ming naturally wouldn't tell her, I saw that there was an evil aura on this string of Buddhist beads, and when the time came, I could use this string of Buddhist beads to refine a magic weapon.

"Little brother, your vision is worse than this little girl's? This string of Buddhist beads is only worth so many thousand, and the folding fan in this little girl's hand is more than a million. "The fat boss, with a wicked smile on his face, is praising the willows like smoke on the surface and belittling Song Ming, but in fact, the cost of this folding fan is cheaper than this Buddha bead.

"Stupid egg, why do you sell the folding fan used by Qianlong for a million? I want a car, you buy it for me? Song Ming almost laughed out loud, the folding fan used by Lord Qianlong sold for one million? Who to tease? At the very least, it will start at 5 million.

"Hey, little brother, you're scolding, aren't you?" The fat boss's tone was cold, obviously this boss is not a good person either.

"Lao Tzu is scolding you, how about it?" Song Ming snorted coldly, although he didn't care about Liu Ruyan, but he wouldn't let Liu Ruyan, a stupid girl, be deceived, Song Ming sneered: "Girl, I want this Buddha bead, a thousand, love to sell it or not." ”

"A thousand? Are you going to rob it? The fat boss was taken aback, this Buddha bead was stolen from the temple by himself, what a joke.

"Do you like to sell or not?" Song Ming put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking indifferent.

"Hey, you've got to give me a reason, right?" Liu Ruyan was a little angry and asked: "This Buddha bead is not as good as this fan, why do you want this Buddha bead?" ”

"Do you really believe in his wickedness?" Song Ming sneered, as if he had seen through the fat boss's thoughts, "This fan was copied by you after processing, right?" At least for about three or four years? Song Ming said coldly.

The fat boss frowned, and he was really told by Song Ming, he did process and imitate this fan.

"Nonsense!" The fat boss snatched the folding fan in Liu Ruyan's hand, and said coldly: "It's not for sale, please leave." ”

"This little brother is right." I saw a middle-aged man playing with two walnuts in his hand and walked over with an indifferent expression.

"Which onion are you?" The fat boss saw that someone was helping Song Ming speak, and scolded.

"I, Jang Hyun Kim." Zhang Xianjin looked at the fat boss with indifferent eyes, and several bodyguards behind him also approached the fat boss step by step.

"You, you, you, you, you are the head of the Zhang family?!" The fat boss sat down on the ground in fright, in a cold sweat.

"Uncle Zhang........." Liu Ruyan's face was not very good, and she looked at Zhang Xianjin.

"Girl Liu, why haven't I seen you go to play with Minghao recently?" Zhang Xianjin's eyes looked like he was looking at his daughter-in-law, and he questioned Liu Ruyan.

Seeing that Liu Ruyan didn't speak, "What are you doing here?" Zhang Xianjin asked, but when he saw Song Ming beside Liu Ruyan, he squinted, looked at Song Ming and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"Uncle Zhang, let's go first." Liu Ruyan lowered her head and finished speaking, took Song Ming's hand and left.

"Master of the house, do you want to follow up and get rid of that kid?" The bodyguard behind Zhang Xianjin whispered in his ear.

"No need, it can't be a threat to my Hao'er." Zhang Xianjin waved his hand and said, "What's the good of fighting and killing all day long?" ”

Today, he came here to find a few antiques, but he met Liu Ruyan.