Zhao Chun forcibly suppressed the backlash while devouring the cold qi.

The temperature of the room gradually rose, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and the sedan chair was like a part of his body, obediently resting on his shoulder.

Zhao Chun exhaled a breath of white gas, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "You still have to pay more attention to backlash, otherwise it may be fatal when you backlash while cultivating." ”

Knock knock~

"Son, the old man I met today came to our house and said that he had something to discuss with you."

Dunning knocked on the door and shouted.

"Mom, I'll come out now." Zhao Chun waved his right hand slightly, and the sedan chair on his shoulder disappeared out of thin air.

When he walked out of the room, he saw that Fu Linghe was sitting at the dining table.

"Master!" Fu Linghe hurriedly stood up and came to Zhao Chun.

Zhao Chun glanced at him lightly and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Son, we must respect the old and love the young, and besides, people are guests, so be polite." Zhao Kunyuan said.

Zhao Chun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard Zhao Kunyuan's words.

According to his actual age, this Fu Linghe is not qualified to be my grandson.

When Fu Linghe heard Zhao Kunyuan's words, he was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, how about the master let's discuss it in another place?" ”

Zhao Chun's ability is stronger than him, and he should maintain due respect and humility for Zhao Chun, which is the rule of the industry.

If Zhao Chun is allowed to be respectful to him, it will break the rules.

So much so that when he heard Zhao Kunyuan's words, he was so flustered.

Afterwards.

Fu Linghe entered Zhao Chun's room.

"Now, let's talk about what's going on." Zhao Chun sat on the chair and looked at Fu Linghe.

Fu Linghe and Zhao Chun were alone in a space, and the sense of oppression from Zhao Chun made him uncomfortable.

As a master, the feeling of oppression alone makes me so afraid.

Fu Linghe forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and pulled out a faint smile: "Master, that's the case, tomorrow morning there will be a batch of antiques to my Xiaoyaozhai, I want to invite you to come over and palm your eyes!" ”

"If, Master, you are willing to come here, how about I have three 500-year-old ginseng stalks here plus three million in cash?"

When Zhao Chun heard these words, he replied leisurely: "I will be there." ”

"Huh~" Fu Linghe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhao Chun's words, and immediately handed the room card to Zhao Chun: "Master, this is the No. 3 room card of Tianshan Mansion that the Chen family respectfully gave you." ”

"This Tianshan Mansion No. 3 may be a little smaller than Tianshan Mansion No. 1, but it will definitely not appear to tease the master of your business."

Fu Linghe did not say who teased Zhao Chun, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that he is insinuating against his family.

If you want to pull Zhao Chun to the Chen family, you must step on the family.

Zhao Chun couldn't see Fu Linghe's purpose, but he still accepted the room card: "Say thank you to the Chen family on my behalf!" ”

"Hahaha, as long as you're happy, Master, I'll leave first, and don't continue to bother you, Master!"

Fu Linghe arched his hand towards Zixuan and turned to leave.

Zhao Chun looked down at the room card in his hand and put it in his pocket, this time, he didn't tell his parents.

He needs to go to the survey himself to make sure that there is no problem, and then take Zhao Kunyuan and Deng Ning to check in.

The next day, in the morning.

Liu Wenrui and Zhang Meiling had already arrived at Xiaoyaozhai early in the morning.

Zhang Meiling looked at the box in Liu Wenrui's arms: "Brother Wenrui, as far as I know, isn't this thing your family's heirloom?" Why do you want to give it away? ”

"Mei Ling, don't you know, the owner of this antique shop not only has a certain status in the antique world of Dongjiang City."

"He is even more proficient in feng shui yin and yang, and many big people in Dongjiang City will look for him, and at that time, I will ask him to test our marriage."

Liu Wenrui gently scratched Zhang Meilingqiong's nose and said with a light smile.

"Nasty." Zhang Meiling looked happy, and shyly snuggled in Liu Wenrui's arms.

Liu Wenrui looked at Zhang Meiling in his arms, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Actually, the main purpose is to please this Master Fu, as long as we please him, our Liu family's status in Dongjiang City will definitely go to a higher level." ”

At this moment, Fu Linghe walked out.

Liu Wenrui immediately caught up and carefully placed the wooden box in front of Fu Linghe: "Master Fu, this is my Liu family heirloom, you are in the palm of your hand!" ”

"The Liu family?" Fu Linghe raised his eyes and looked at Liu Wenrui and Zhang Meiling, and said lightly: "Open it, I'll take a look." ”

In fact, he didn't know that the real culprit of the No. 1 incident in Tianshan Mansion was caused by Liu Wenrui and Zhang Meiling in front of him.

If you know, don't say help them see antiques, it is estimated that they will enter, and they will not be allowed to enter.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Wenrui hurriedly opened the wooden box.

A very delicate ceramic vase comes into view.

Fu Linghe briefly checked it and showed a happy smile: "It's actually an official kiln in the Song Gaozong period, yes, how much do you want to price?" I want this item. ”

He couldn't put down this vase.

Liu Wenrui saw that Fu Linghe liked it so much, and his purpose could be regarded as achieved: "Master Fu, if you like it, how about giving you this antique!" ”

"Really?" Fu Linghe was a little unconvinced, and soon saw Liu Wenrui's purpose: "Hahaha, since that's the case, I'll accept it politely." ”

There were too few official kilns in the Southern Song Dynasty, and now he has encountered one.

Why not sell Liu Wenrui a favor.

"It's just a fake, though." A voice that was neither salty nor light came.

A few people looked in the direction of the words.

Fu Linghe was about to get angry, as a senior expert in appreciating antiques, he thought it was a real thing, and someone dared to stand up and speak against it.

Isn't it just a slap in the face.

But seeing that the person was Zhao Chun, his anger suddenly disappeared, and he was just about to speak.

"Isn't this cleaning Zhao Chun, everyone thinks it's genuine, you are just a cleaner, what qualifications do you have to say it's a fake?"

"Master Fu, this guy actually brought his parents to make a fuss about Yu Feibai yesterday, and Young Master Yu's party is a psychopath, if it affects your business, it will not be good."

Liu Wenrui sneered, and deliberately accentuated the three words "Yu Feibai".

"Well, I once saved his life, but he insisted on marrying me, and their parents are not normal people."

"Yesterday, if it weren't for Young Master Yu's help, I'm afraid I would have been forcibly dragged away by him!"

"He must have come here this time because of me."

Zhang Meiling also poured dirty water on Zhao Chun on the side, and was very narcissistic that Zhao Chun would appear in this place because of her.

Fu Linghe's face had completely darkened, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

Liu Wenrui also thought that Fu Linghe was so angry because of Zhao Chun, and he deliberately flattered: "Master Fu, you don't need to make a move, I will personally expel this guy out." ”

Syllable~

Fu Linghe slapped Liu Wenrui in the face and said angrily: "Get out, you are not welcome here!" ”