Invincible from the villain rich second generation

The important thing is that Zhou Hao thought of it, according to the plot of the novel.

Ye Fanjun not only gave away a precious Song Ru kiln porcelain at the Sun family's birthday banquet.

He also got a copy at the back, the authentic painting of Tang Yin's lady.

Unlike Song Ru Kiln, which was only briefly mentioned, it only appeared directly at the birthday banquet.

The pictures of ladies have more detailed descriptions.

That's behind Ye Fanjun, in Antique Culture Street.

There are even descriptions of the specific stalls!
Thinking of this, Zhou Hao's eyes flickered.

Although I don't know the exact date.

But Zhou Hao can be sure that there is a 90.00% chance that the picture of a lady is still in Wenhua Street!

Regarding the matter of seizing Ye Fanjun's opportunity.

Zhou Hao didn't feel any burden in his heart.

If he hadn't crossed over by himself, the Zhou family would have already started to go downhill, right?
Among them, Ye Fanjun also played an important role!

If it wasn't for Ye Fanjun's halo as the protagonist, how could the Zhou family collapse so quickly?

Just relying on those second-rate forces from the Li family and the Wang family?
Zhou Hao shook his head inwardly and started the car.

"It's time for dinner, let's go to the cultural street next door for dinner."

Jiang Lanxin looked at the time. She didn't expect to come here for an hour after coming out of Yunzhu Building, and it's already twelve o'clock at noon.

Nod.

"okay!"

The car circled around from the Jade and Jade Distributing Market, and came to Wenhua Street not far away.

The construction here is also antique.

Street shops and stalls are selling antiques.

Whether it's true or not I don't know.

Finding a slightly better restaurant, the two stopped.

Because it is not night and holiday, there are not too many people here.

The hotel is good in relative terms.

Normally, Zhou Hao would not come to this kind of place.

Fortunately, Jiang Lanxin is not too demanding in this regard.

The two flipped through the menu, and Zhou Hao said without looking up.

"Let's order three dishes and one soup... Hey, I've never been to this kind of restaurant, and I don't know what to order."

Jiang Lanxin, who was looking at the menu, also had some difficulties.

In this kind of place where tourism is bigger than business, one can imagine what to eat.

"Then I'll order one... braised eggplant in vinegar sauce! Well, let's have tomato soup."

Braised... Vinegar Eggplant...

What is this.

Zhou Hao decided that this was the only time, and he would never eat in this kind of tourist street again.

"I'll order white-cut chicken and sweet and sour pork."

After closing the menu, Zhou Hao looked at Jiang Lanxin who was opposite and said.

"Do you want a drink?"

"It's cold, I don't want it, just drink more tomato soup later."

After the two finished their meal, the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Amid Jiang Lanxin's doubts, Zhou Hao suggested to visit Wenhua Street.

Thinking carefully about the plot of the novel, the two came to a section of the street full of stalls.

When he got here, Zhou Hao felt a little troubled.

Do we have to find them one by one?

It is not written in the novel, which stall sold it.

But it is not difficult!

The picture of a lady is a painting, and the search scope has been narrowed here.

Most of the stalls sell some antique appliances.

There are also a lot of old paintings for sale.

Jiang Lanxin was very puzzled at this moment.

After coming here for some reason, although Zhou Hao kept walking and chatting with him.

But Jiang Lanxin always has a feeling that he is a little absent-minded.

And whenever he passed by certain stalls, Zhou Hao always stopped.

As if looking for something.

Jiang Lanxin wanted to ask several times, but finally thought about it, since Zhou Hao didn't say it, forget it.

Passed by another booth selling calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Hao stopped in line, not seeing Jiang Lanxin's gloomy expression following him.

Eyes wandered the booth.

The stall owner is a young man who looks very shrewd.

After seeing Zhou Hao's temperament and clothes, they instantly became familiar with each other.

"Do you want to buy antique calligraphy and paintings for handsome men and beauties? Then you have come to the right place! My place is full of ancient calligraphy and paintings at least before the Tang Dynasty!"

After ignoring him, Zhou Hao began to feel anxious.

I have been looking for it for a long time.

Could it be that only Ye Fanjun, who is the protagonist, can get that picture of a lady? !
Knowing the plot, it was so difficult to find.

Hey!
Zhou Hao sighed a little.

If you search this section of the street and can't find it.

Then you can't find it!

What Ye Fanjun deserves!

Seeing Zhou Hao as if he regarded himself as air, the stall owner didn't respond.

Then he boasted to Jiang Lanxin.

"Beauty, look at our calligraphy and paintings, they are all handed down from our ancestors!"

"These are genuine works of famous artists!"

"Look at this calligraphy, doesn't it look good? This is Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy!"

Looking at the words spread out by the stall owner, Jiang Lanxin nodded politely.

I didn't believe a single bit of what he said.

Glancing at Zhou Hao who was looking around at the booth, Jiang Lanxin felt depressed for no reason.

"Let's take a look first."

Seeing that Jiang Lanxin was not attracted, the stall owner suddenly lost his enthusiasm.

Putting the original 'Yan Zhenqing' in his hand back to its original place, he sat down and played with his mobile phone.

Jiang Lanxin saw a blue and white porcelain vat next to the booth, with several circles of calligraphy and paintings inserted in it.

"Can I see these?"

I'm afraid there are some taboos, lest these 'authentic works' be touched, I have to buy them.

Pointing to the picture scroll in the vat, Jiang Lanxin asked the young stall owner.

The stall owner just raised his eyes a little, then nodded without saying a word.

Seeing this, Jiang Lanxin casually pulled out a scroll.

Open slowly.

On the yellow-brown picture, a plump, plain beauty appears vividly on the paper.

The beauty is dressed in palace attire, holding Xiao in her hand to her mouth.

Moving her eyes to the side, Jiang Lanxin looked at the seal of the painting.

Tang Yin?

Jiang Lanxin knew some great masters in ancient times.

It is worthy of what the stall owner said, the 'ancient calligraphy and painting' of the Tang Dynasty and above!
Jiang Lanxin felt a little funny, and the depression caused by Zhou Hao also dissipated immediately.

Touching Zhou Hao's waist with her arm, Jiang Lanxin handed the painting in front of Zhou Hao.

"How about this painting? I really like it."

It's a pity that they are all fake.

Feeling a little pity in my heart, I immediately waited for Zhou Hao's opinion.

Zhou Hao withdrew his mind in disappointment when he heard Jiang Lanxin's question.

He lowered his gaze and put it on the painting in Jiang Lanxin's hand.

Blowjob lady picture!
No way? !

Then I saw that the painted seal happened to be Tang Yinhou.

Zhou Hao's pupils shrank, and he took the picture of a lady with some joy, and asked Jiang Lanxin.

"Where did you find it?"

Women are very sensitive, and Jiang Lanxin is no exception.

She felt Zhou Hao's changes, and felt a little happy, feeling that she had helped him.

"It's in the blue and white vat, what's the matter?"

Glancing at the place Jiang Lanxin pointed to, she shook her head with some emotion and murmured.

"It seems that our Lanxin also has the halo of the protagonist."

"what?"

Jiang Lanxin didn't hear what Zhou Hao was muttering clearly.

What aura?