Su Ruoxue's body froze, she didn't look back, and nodded with a "hmm".

Chen Huan, a teenager who has just come out to look for a job, doesn't even have money for food, what will he help himself?

However, Su Ruoxue did not pierce Chen Huan and give him the last bit of face.

Then, Su Ruoxue hurried back to the office building.

Chen Huan knew that the top priority was to improve his strength as soon as possible, so he also left Guose Tianxiang Group quickly.

Fortunately, as a gentleman, Chen Huan is not useless, when he indulged in pleasure, he was vassalage and elegant, and he had a lot of research on paleographies.

Therefore, Chen Huan knows the location of Jishanzhai, a time-honored brand of traditional Chinese medicine that has been inherited for thousands of years in Jiangcheng.

North of the city, east of the old gate.

When Chen Huan walked to the fork in the road, he saw a group of people gathered in front of him.

"Tsk, what's the matter, I didn't lie to you, this is indeed Tang Bohu's real work "Pine Cliff Farewell Map"!" A middle-aged man who looked like a roe deer was dancing with his eyebrows fluttering and spitting all over the place.

"At that time, my ancestors were also fond of calligraphy and painting, and when they saw that there were people from the island country who had "Pine Cliff Farewell Map" in their hands, they sighed that the treasures flowed in the hands of foreigners, so they spent a thousand yuan to buy it. ”

The middle-aged man paused and said, "It's a pity that now that my family is in the middle of the road, in order to raise my mother's medical expenses, I have to come here to sell treasures cheaply." ”

At this time, there were already many people surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and everyone was very curious about whether the so-called Tang Bohu's authentic works were real or fake.

"This material, this writing, is Tang Bohu's handwriting. ”

"The distant mountains are like daisies, the showers are at the beginning of the break, in the grass. ”

An old man in a Mao suit commented on the "Pine Cliff Farewell Map" in front of him.

"Old man, you're amazing. The middle-aged man hurriedly gave a thumbs up and praised it.

Laomendong here, in the past ten years, gathered the surrounding towns and villages to sell antiquities, over time, here has become an underground antique trading and distribution center.

Of course, there are many people here, many people are shoddy, and what they do is to buy and sell with a hammer, and after the people and goods are cleared, even if they buy a fake, the seller has already fled!

Chen Huan is a wronged man, it is the default fact of all the antique vendors, and after seeing him coming, he is naturally very attentive.

"Chen Shao, this is calligraphy and painting from the Tang Dynasty!"

"Hey, Chen Shao, look at me, the best Dayuan's mutton fat jade!"

"Chen Shao, I haven't seen you for a long time, come to my store, there is a good Longjing!"

Chen Huan waved his hand, and when he passed by the group of people, because he was blocked from the way, he stopped, and at a glance out of his eye, he knew that it was a fake.

"Oh, Chen Shao, what kind of wind blew you over?"

After the middle-aged man saw Chen Huan, his eyes lit up, in his opinion, Chen Huan was a mobile ATM, when he was a colleague, a pair of embroidered shoes of the Republic of China, he was stunned and sold to Chen Huan for 100,000 yuan.

"Is that you?"

Chen Huan recognized the other party, Erniu.

"Chen Hao, you see, this is the real Tang Bohu's genuine work "Pine Cliff Farewell Map", as soon as I get this treasure, the first thing that comes to mind is you. Erniu said with a grin.

"Not interested. Chen Huan shook his head without raising his head.

"I want this painting. ”

At the same time, the old man in the tunic hurriedly said.

"Sir, this has a vision. ”

Erniu hurriedly said pretendly: "In this way, I won't open my mouth widely, the price is 150,000." It's really the family's urgent need for money, so I was forced to cede the heirloom. ”

"That, Chen Shao, I can't help you this time as a brother, if you have good things in the future, I'll give it to you." ”

"Cut!"

Chen Huan sneered, it was obviously just a fake, but he was so ashamed.

"Tu Baozi, do you understand?" After the girl beside the old man saw Chen Huan's disdainful expression, her willow eyebrows rose upside down and she scolded coquettishly.

The girl's facial features are exquisite, and under the pink dress, the figure is wonderful, and the mountains are majestic!

Now, Chen Huan has recovered the memory of the ruthless emperor, and treats all living beings as ants, so naturally he will not bother with ants or anything.

"Tell you, this is Tang Yin's real work "Pine Cliff Farewell Map", a unique and unique product in the world, and you will never see the second one in your life. ”

For her grandfather's antique calligraphy and painting appreciation, the girl is convinced, she speaks affectionately and arrogantly, of course, they are dressed in expensive clothes, and they are from a rich family at a glance.

Therefore, families like the girl usually come and go, either rich or expensive, so they naturally look down on passers-by like Chen Huan.

In the old man's opinion, how could an ordinary person like Chen Huan have the opportunity to come into contact with those treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings that have been handed down from generation to generation?

"Shishi, forget it, they just haven't seen it yet. ”

The old man waved his hand, signaling his granddaughter to be forgiving and forgiving, after all, she was not from the same class, so she couldn't be angry.

"Sir, you seem to have a different opinion?"

The old man asked calmly, although his words were sincere, but there was a hint of mockery in his expression.

"Fake. Chen Huan said casually.

"Just look at it like this, you know the truth is fake?" Shishi exclaimed with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Huan nodded.

What the?

As soon as the poem was seen, someone dared to refute his grandfather to his face, and he immediately felt faceless.

You must know that with the Zheng family's power in Jiangbei, no one has ever dared to speak to them like this, especially since Chen Huan in front of him is just an ordinary countryman.

"Hehe, how many treasures have you seen at a young age?"

The old man still smiled with a lot of cultivation and said.

"However, fake, never true!"

Chen Huan's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he said lightly: "This has nothing to do with what treasures you have seen." ”

"Hmph, the toad snorts—what a big breath. I must teach you a lesson today. ”

When Shishi was annoyed and angry, she stepped on the gang step and swung her fist at Chen Huan.

Seeing that Shishi's move was the Southern Black Tiger Fist, but the fist and foot kung fu on the earth was just child's play in Chen Huan's eyes!

Seeing that his granddaughter Shishi made a move, the old man had no intention of obstructing him, firstly, he was not happy with Chen Huan's disdain;

Shishi has been practicing Black Tiger Boxing with the old man for more than ten years, and it is already quite popular, just to kill Chen Huan's majesty!

Chen Huan just waved his hand casually, and the next moment, there seemed to be a sharp weapon breaking through the void, making a low humming sound.

Now Chen Huan is not the ruthless emperor of Jiuxiao, and he can't control the power gem for a long time, but the energy that bursts out at the moment of contact is enough to kill the poems in front of him.

Fortunately, Chen Huan just wanted to teach Shishi a lesson, and didn't want to kill anyone!

Yes?

"Shishi, stop!"

The old man's eyes widened, and he said with an extremely frightened expression on his face.

Shishi also felt a surging force just now passing by her right arm, and her grandfather suddenly asked her to stop, so she quickly stopped.

"This master, what a skill!"

Immediately, the old man clenched his hands into fists, and his attitude towards Chen Huan was unusually respectful.