God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

"He doesn't need to look at the paintings?"

At this moment, Ye Yangxia discovered a problem.

Except that Qin Mo had seen the painting when he was evaluating the painting at the beginning.

He didn't even glance at it later, he just buried his head and started to draw.

I saw his movements flowing like flowing water, and watching Qin Mo draw a picture gave people a feeling of refreshment.

"Brother Ye, you are an expert!"

After Mo Yongjun looked at it for a while, he couldn't help but let out a shock.

"Okay!"

At this time, Ye Yangxia was still holding on.

"You're going to lose!"

Whether a painting is good or not depends on the beginning.

People who know the goods can see it at a glance.

Especially Mo Yongjun compared the two paintings together.

This painting is a bit large in size, and there are many details that need attention.

An hour later, a new painting was displayed in front of the three of them.

There is no harm without comparison!
Shopping around is maddening!

After Qin Mo finished the whole painting, Ye Yangxia felt an impulse.

I want to rush over and take down the painting on the wall and tear it up.

"Please take a look, both of you, how is the boy's drawing!"

After packing up all the tools, Qin Mo stepped aside.

"It's okay, I really understand a little bit."

At this time, Mo Yongjun realized how thick-skinned his comrade-in-arms was.

This is the so-called knowing a little bit, he is deceiving himself!
"Okay, this is the end of today, this painting is here with me, and I will help you."

Seeing that Ye Yangxia was about to see off the guests, Qin Mo walked up to the two of them and bid farewell before walking out.

"Brother Ye, it seems that I need to get to know you again!"

After Qin Mo walked away, Mo Yongjun turned around Ye Yangxia.

It's a pity that at this time his mind is on this painting.

I didn't hear the sarcasm from my old friend at all.

"what did you just say?"

After a while, Ye Yangxia came back to his senses.

"I said you have a thick skin. Brother, you are qualified to evaluate this painting, and even intercepted other paintings. You already have one, or you can give this one to me."

"What are you talking about, this is left to me by my grandson-in-law!"

Seeing that Mo Yongjun wanted to take the painting away, Ye Yangxia immediately protected it.

"At this time, he becomes your grandson-in-law, not to say that he disagrees with other young people."

"What do you know, that's my test for them, and if you want to take that picture off the wall."

"As for the four-faced painting on your wall, you have the nerve to hang it for decades, and I am too embarrassed to give it to me, so let you enjoy it yourself!"

When the two were admiring the painting, they satirized each other from time to time.

"Seriously, who is this Qin Mo? He knows both martial arts and painting."

Mo Yongjun asked curiously.

"His main occupation is a cook!"

Ye Yangxia still felt that the old friend was not shocked enough, so she continued to add a sentence later.

"Are young people nowadays so evil?"

Just now I thought Qin Mo's paintings were good.

But as he got a deeper understanding, he found that he had misunderstood it.

"Brother Ye, have you noticed?"

"what?"

"How about this picture?"

"not bad!"

"I'm serious, how does it compare to those outside?"

After being reminded by Mo Yongjun, Ye Yangxia found out that he was entangled in his painting before.

"How about showing it to everyone every day?"

Mo Yongjun suddenly proposed at this time.

Ye Yangxia just thought for a while before agreeing: "Okay, just do as you said."

"How about it, did Grandpa make things difficult for you!"

Ever since seeing Qin Mo being called away by his grandfather, Ye Yin has been staying outside.

"It's okay, you still don't believe my ability."

"It's still early, why don't you go out with me?"

"Okay, I'm familiar with this area, today I'll let you see the night market in the capital."

When it came to going shopping, Ye Yin dragged Qin Mo into a run.

"There is also a night market here?"

"Why don't you have it? Don't think that it's only available in your place, and everything here is also available."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

After going out the gate, the two swept two shared bicycles and set off.

"Brother Qin, ride faster!"

The laughter of Ye Yin who rode out first echoed around.

Now she finally doesn't have to worry, the old man has been conquered by Qin Mo.

"Wait, I'm coming."

Where a man and a woman pass by, it becomes a beautiful landscape.

"right here!"

Put the shared bicycle away and walk for a few minutes.

The two were in a lively place.

From time to time, people shouted and bargained.

"A lot of people!"

Qin Mo took a look, the night market is big enough.

Sure enough, the night market in the capital is not comparable to other places.

"Let's go, Brother Qin!"

Ye Yin clasped Qin Mo's arm and walked into the crowd.

In the beginning, it was just a stroll.

When visiting a place, Qin Mo began to pay attention to the surrounding stalls.

Seeing Qin Mo's expression, Ye Yin couldn't help but said: "Why, Brother Qin, you want to pick up the leak!"

"That's right, who would think too much money, maybe I can catch a big leak!"

The stalls that Qin Mo paid attention to were all painting and calligraphy, and he was at a loss for other things.

"Let me tell you quietly, there is nothing good here."

Ye Yin leaned against Qin Mo's body and whispered in his ear.

"That's not sure, wait a minute and don't talk!"

Qin Mo suddenly pulled Ye Yin towards a booth.

The stall owner is a man around 25 years old, who is watching videos with his mobile phone at this time.

Seeing a guest coming, he said without even raising his head, "Just look around, they are all old things."

"Boss, how do you sell these items?"

Looking at the stall owner who was only playing with his mobile phone, Qin Mo asked first.

"No bargaining, all five hundred pieces."

Ye Yin, who just followed the excitement, heard the price.

Lima grabbed Qin Mo's hand and wanted to leave: "It's so expensive, Brother Qin, let's go!"

"Don't leave in a hurry, forget what I just said, isn't it just five hundred yuan, small money."

When Qin Mo said this, he was speaking to Ye Yin, but he was actually speaking to the stall owner.

Sure enough, when he heard that he was a fool with a lot of money, the stall owner immediately put down his phone.

His face was full of enthusiasm in a blink of an eye: "Come on, my little brother can tell at a glance that he is a person who knows the goods. My stall owner has sold hundreds of thousands of old items. Whatever you want, just take it!"

When the stall owner was talking, he glared at Ye Yin.

It seemed to be warning her not to make trouble.

"Five hundred pieces, right?"

"Yes, childish words do not deceive!"

"Okay, this one, and that one, the small one next to your hand, do the math to make up the whole number, and I want that picture scroll too, a total of 2000 yuan?"

At first, I thought that the other party would buy one for fun at most, but the stall owner didn't expect it to be a big quarrel, and asked for four at once.

The purchase price was less than 2000 yuan, which was ten times the price difference, and he immediately smiled: "[-] yuan, cash or prestige?"

"Prestige!"