Failed blind date: airborne four treasures hugging thighs and calling papa

OMG!

5000 million is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and it will never be spent in a lifetime!

However, for Qin Feng, even a drop in the bucket is not a drop in the bucket.

"Sorry, we keep this piece of jade, and we won't sell it for more money!"

If Qin Feng doesn't sell it, the buyer can only leave disappointed.

The stone bought for 1 yuan actually came out with emperor green?
The onlookers were shocked!
envy, jealousy, hate!
"Fuck, I've taken a fancy to that stone a long time ago, but I haven't made a move yet. I didn't expect it to be picked up by this kid. It's a big loss!"

"It's unbelievable that a rough and unremarkable stone can produce emperor green!"

"That's what we call things and they must be reversed. There must be a lot of good treasures hidden in that pile of rough stones. Hurry up and grab them!"

In an instant, all of them ran faster than monkeys!

The fastest runner was the old man in Tang suit pretending to be deep and teaching Qin Feng a lesson!

The pile of rough stone area that Qin Feng selected just now was looted and emptied in less than a minute...

cut!
Qin Feng rolled his eyes suddenly.

Don't care if you're fighting for your head, it's just a pile of waste rocks anyway, so it doesn't matter if the boss makes more money.

"This... is this true?" Lin Zhentang looked at Qin Feng in shock.

Great medical skills!

Great work!

Unexpectedly, stone gambling is so awesome!
Just pick a few stones and you can get imperial green!
If the jade is sold, it will be worth 5000 million, plus the 500 million won from the bet, and 5500 million will be in hand immediately.

The speed of making money is a bit scary!
"Qin Feng, your grandfather Du is right, you are a god-man!"

"Grandpa, keep a low profile, it's just luck!"

"Ha ha!"

Lin Zhentang was born in the army, he is bold and unrestrained.

"Boy, if you have real skills, you should be a cow! Go, grandpa will take you to fight in the high-end area again!"

The so-called high-end areas generally sell antique paintings, more than 90% of which are authentic.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some unscrupulous merchants sell fake products as genuine ones. This will test the eyesight of consumers.

Soon, Lin Zhentang took Qin Feng into an antique calligraphy and painting workshop.

Lin Zhentang has visited many times in the past, and he has some friendship with the boss.

The owner's surname is Xu, and his name is Xu Damao. He is in his 50s.

"Mr. Lin, you are here, please come inside! This is..."

"Oh, this is my grandson-in-law, surnamed Qin, you can call him Xiao Qin; Qin Feng, this is Boss Xu."

"Mr. Qin looks talented, imposing manner, one look is extraordinary!"

This boss is shrewd, and the flattery is done, the consumers feel comfortable listening to it, and the money is coming in!

"You two, please come inside!"

Xu Damao nodded and bowed, and invited the two into the inner VIP room.

There are hundreds of antique calligraphy and paintings on display in the VIP room, from all dynasties, which are very valuable!
"Boss Xu, have you bought any good products in your store recently?"

"Mr. Lin, last time you said you liked Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting, I specially got his authentic works for you!"

"Really? Hurry up, take it out and let me enjoy it!"

Tang Bohu is suave and talented, whether it is painting or calligraphy, he has achieved high achievements.

Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu,
Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Temple.

The Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees,
They also folded flower branches to exchange for wine money.

Others laugh at me as crazy,
I laugh that others can't see through;
I don't see the tombs of heroes in the five tombs,
Hoe the fields without flowers and wine.

How free and easy it is to be able to write this kind of poem, what a talent to act recklessly!
Like Qin Feng, Lin Zhentang also likes Bohu's poems, calligraphy and paintings very much.

Xu Dahong handed over the original work, pretending to be mysterious.

"Mr. Lin, this is Tang Bohu's "Falling Flower Poems", the only authentic surviving work, a masterpiece! Come on, you should appreciate it!"

"Tang Yin Luohua Poetry Book"?
Qin Feng felt a "click" in his heart!
Tang Bohu's Falling Flower Poems, the system did not reward him, it is currently stored in the space.

Where did Boss Xu get an authentic painting?
It can't be stolen from space, right?
"Call the system, the system you rewarded me with "Falling Flower Poems" is really Tang Bohu's authentic work?"

"Of course, the items rewarded by the system are 100% authentic, and the ones stored by the host in the space are the only authentic ones!"

The system will not lie!

Qin Feng has a bottom line in his mind!
The creation of this "Book of Poems of Fallen Flowers" has quite an allusion. It is said that Tang Bohu saw the colorful fallen flowers on the ground, remembered his own ups and downs, and wrote this poem indignantly.

"Luo Hua Poetry Book" is one of Tang Bohu's masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

Tang Bohu writes about falling flowers, sighs about falling flowers, and uses gorgeous language to describe the sadness of life's loneliness.

Lin Zhentang reads his poems and admires his characters. Even after a thousand years, he still feels the brilliance of Tang Bohu's life!

"Good words, good words!"

A thousand dollars is hard to buy a good heart!
Lin Zhentang held the poem book and couldn't put it down, and he was about to sell it on the spot.

"Boss Xu, how much is it?"

"Old Lin, this is Tang Bohu's authentic work. It was sold to others for at least 2000 million. You are a regular customer in the store, and the transaction was 1800 million."

Lin Zhentang thought it was worth buying this volume of "Tang Yin Luohua Poems" for 1800 million yuan.

"Okay, I accept it!"

Just about to write a check to pay, Qin Feng reached out to stop him.

"Grandpa, don't rush to make a move, let me take a look first!"

"Qin Feng, this is really a good word!" Lin Zhentang handed the book of poems to Qin Feng.

It has to be said that these unscrupulous profiteers are very clever in their old ways.

If it wasn't for the existence of "Luohua Poetry Book" in the space, Qin Feng would almost believe it.

Seeing Qin Feng frowning again and again, Lin Zhentang felt something was wrong.

"Qin Feng, is there a problem with the poetry book?"

"Grandpa, if I'm not mistaken, this is a fake!"

Xu Damao's face sank, and he stared at Qin Feng fiercely.

"Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. How can you conclude that this "Book of Falling Flowers" is a fake?"

Whoa!
Qin Feng said nothing, but suddenly tore the album from it.

"You, are you crazy? Why are you tearing up my authentic handwriting?"

"Boss Xu, at this point, do you still dare to say the authenticity? See what this is?"

brush!
Qin Feng directly pulled out a thin nylon thread from the scroll.

"In 1935, Wilmington invented the nylon thread, and it went on the market in 1938; you won't tell me that Tang Bohu traveled to the Republic of China?"

"you you……"

In an instant, Xu Damao's face turned pale, he staggered a few times, and almost fell to the ground...