Wen Ke's voice instantly attracted all the attention, attracting the attention of the people on the second floor, and his eyes fell on the few people standing in the dark next to the door with Wen Ke, his eyes froze, and he quickly got up and walked downstairs.

"Langguo Ancient Jade? Really? It's a thousand years old, right? That's worth more than Song Qiong's real work! ”

"Why are there so many ancient treasures today?"

In the surrounding stands, many people stood up in shock, tiptoeing, and wanted to have a look.

The treasure connoisseur of Doubaolou was on the stage, and he was obviously shocked by the origin of this piece of jade, and at this time he took it with both hands, trembling a little, and began to carefully appreciate the treasure.

Offstage.

"Miss?" Xue Xun shouted cautiously, he had been looking at the antique market on the side of the cross street in the capital before, and he only came back after the ghost market opened recently.

Song Li raised his eyes and nodded lightly.

The one next to him is really Wen Gongzi, Xue Xun looked more respectful, moved a few steps to this side, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, why are you here?" ”

In previous years, these two disdained to come to the ghost market.

"Let's take a look." Wen Qingxuan's voice was light, ethereal as smoke.

Song Li didn't speak, just kept staring at the stage.

Xue Xun didn't dare to ask any more, then looked at the platform, and said in a low voice: "Before you came, the treasure connoisseur had examined the painting and confirmed that it was genuine. ”

"Is it genuine?" Song Li's eyes flickered with cold light, and the cold lingered all over his body.

On the high platform, the treasure connoisseur used various techniques to complete the identification, and held the ancient jade with a tray, and was even more excited: "Yes!" It's true! This is really the ancient jade of Langguo! ”

The value of the ancient jade of Langguo is more expensive than Song Qiong's real handiwork!

The face under the mask of the painter instantly became unsightly, this painting was all his belongings, if it was swallowed, he would be ruined!

He hurriedly spoke: "The ancient jade of Langguo is expensive, but I am the last true work that Song Qiongzhen left in the world!" The last one! And the only one! ”

"The ancient jade of Langguo is also priceless, right?"

"yes, it's a thousand years of history, so you can put it in a museum, right?"

Someone in the audience shouted.

The man hurriedly said: "But my painting is too, not long ago, a museum bought it from me, but I didn't agree!" ”

"This ......"

"It's a bit of a hard match!"

"Can I see your paintings?" Wen Ke didn't pay attention to the words of the people below and asked the man next to him.

The man frowned, but still showed him: "Be careful, you can't afford to pay for it." ”

Wen Ke put on gloves and looked at the painting back and forth, his eyes flashed, put down the painting, handed the ancient jade up, and said with a smile: "Count me out, this jade pendant is yours." ”

"What did he say?"

"What? Did he throw in the towel? ”

"That's the ancient jade of Langguo, even if it's not more expensive than Song Qiong's real handiwork, it won't be cheap, it can be equal, right?"

His operation, not to mention the people in the audience, even the treasure connoisseurs and painting holders on the stage were stunned and a little sluggish.

This is a thousand-year-old jade, priceless, and after appreciating the treasure on stage, he didn't even say a word of justification, so he admitted defeat and gave it up. ?

Is there an ancient mine at home?

Wen Ke stepped down from the stage in the eyes of everyone, returned to Wen Qingxuan and Song Li, and whispered: "I can't tell whether it's true or false, that seal is exactly the same as Song Zong's seal, even the mark is the same." ”

On the stage, after the sluggishness, the painter who returned to his senses was excited! I couldn't be more excited!

Even the thousand-year-old jade can't fight him, so wouldn't he be able to crush everything here today, and the pot of gold leaf is full?!

He instantly burst with confidence and shouted to the people in the audience: "Does anyone else dare to come up with any treasures?" ”

Wen Qingxuan frowned and asked Song Li, "Do you want to get it back?" ”

"I have!"

Before Song could leave his mouth, he heard a ruffian man's voice coming.

When everyone looked over, they saw a group of people entering through the door again.

The man at the head was wearing a pure gold mask, and he was accompanied by a woman in a white princess dress, wearing a pink and white rabbit mask, and her whole body was playful and cute, which seemed incompatible with this ghost market of "Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night".

Behind the two of them, there were seven or eight people, two of whom were rickety and looked like old men.

didn't speak, but his breath was very light, his breathing was very weak, and he should have martial arts.

The battle was very large and the momentum was violent.

"What do you have?" The people on the stage asked if even the thousand-year-old jade couldn't fight him, so he didn't believe it, what else.

"Me, you say it's a coincidence," the man in the gold mask chuckled and said casually: "I also have a real Song Qiong here." ”

"What? Another pair? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience instantly became in an uproar.

The face of the man on the stage froze in disbelief: "How can it be ......"

This time, even Wen Qingxuan's expression was slightly condensed, and his brows furrowed.

Xue Xun looked around at the clothes of this group of people, and whispered to Song Li: "The golden mask may be Chen Du, the young master of the Qingshan Society, and the few behind him are all the sons and daughters of several big families in Yongzhou, as for this woman, I can't see my face and don't know ......."

Chen Du relied on his identity, acted extremely ostentatiously, took a group of gentlemen to eat, drink and have fun, and the women around him have never been lacking, but he can be taken to a place like Doubaolou, this should be a big background.

Forget Worry flashed his eyes, and suddenly spoke: "I know who she is!" ”

Song Li's eyes narrowed slightly, licked the corners of his lips, and the tails of his raised eyes were a little evil, "It's Song Yue'er." ”

They had seen the figure on the street before, and she was not wearing a mask at that time.

Wen Qingxuan was slightly stunned, and asked Song Li in a low voice: "Ye Qin and Song Tianyi's daughter?" ”

Song Li nodded.

"Who knows if you're real or not?"

"Take it out and let the treasure connoisseur appraise it!"

Song Qiong's real handiwork, this is something that countless artists and collectors dream of!

Here today, there are two of them at once!

"Stones." Chen Du shouted to the person behind him, "Take the painting up and examine it." ”

Immediately a man behind him stood up and took a painting scroll on stage.

The content of this painting is the dragon and phoenix dance in the magnificent mountains and rivers, and the sketches are as if they are alive, majestic and shocking.

After the technical inspection, the treasure connoisseur's pupils were shocked: "This pair is also real!" ”

"What? How can it be? It turned out that the man's face was full of disbelief, and he reached out and snatched the painting from the treasure connoisseur's hand, "My picture is obviously the only authentic handiwork, how can there be a second one?" ”

"Sir, may I take a look at your painting?" Song Yue'er, who was beside Chen Du, suddenly stood up and looked up at the person on the stage, with an elegant posture and a soft voice.

There was no need to wait for an answer at all, Chen Du directly and arrogantly took her to the high platform.

Song Yue'er took the painting with her hand covered in white yarn, and checked her handwriting and seal.

It's not serious, it looks pretty professional.

It took more than ten minutes for her to put down the painting, and she said, "This painting is fake!" ”

"What?" Everyone was stunned, thinking they had misheard.

Song Yue'er nodded at everyone, her voice soft but extraordinarily affirmative: "This is an imitation." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The man came back to his senses first, snatched the painting back, and said coldly: "This is my family's ancestral, the treasure connoisseurs of Doubaolou have said that it is true, and you can say that it is fake at a glance?" Even if the pair you took is real, even if you want to win, you don't have to pretend to be so open-eyed and talk nonsense, right? ”