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Mo Yuqi is very strange, Qin Yu is a master of quasi-heaven and human realm, how could he be held back by two ordinary people?What made Mo Yuqi even more incomprehensible was how could Qin Yu let the heart-nourishing wooden box drop to the ground?

Qin Yu wasn't nervous at all. The heart-nourishing tree was the heart of the sycamore tree that the phoenix inhabited when it died. It was so strong that it wouldn't leave any scars even if it was shot with a gun!How could it break?

Even, it was Qin Yu who deliberately dropped the Yangxinmu box on the ground. At the same time as he dropped the box, Qin Yu applied a burst of true energy to the box, which shattered the purple sand pot!

Of course, the strength Qin Yu used was just right, only shattering the body of the purple clay pot, but not the bottom of the purple clay pot.

Qin Yu and Smith exclaimed at the same time, and rushed to the box on the ground at the same time!

Seeing this scene, Wang Chao's eyes lit up, and he found a way to please Smith again!Wang Chao hugged Qin Yu's arm tightly, and shouted: "Mr. Smith, I hugged him, quickly pick up your box."

Although he couldn't understand what Wang Chao was shouting, Smith still gave Wang Chao a grateful look. Smith grabbed the wooden box and kept patting the dust on the wooden box.

Huh, fortunately, the wooden box was not broken!

If Qin Yu didn't want to be held back by Wang Chao, even ten Wang Chaos couldn't hold him back. What Qin Yu wanted was for Smith to touch the wooden box first, so that he could touch the porcelain!

Seeing that there is no problem with the appearance of the box, Smith opened the wooden box, intending to return Qin Yu's purple sand pot to Qin Yu, but as soon as he opened the wooden box, Smith's eyes widened, and he looked at the inside of the wooden box stupidly, unable to say a word talk!

Your sister, is this too exaggerated?The body of the entire purple clay pot was broken into slag, only the bottom of the pot was intact!

Seeing this scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, old man, I'm going to kill you today!Qin Yu yelled like killing a pig: "Oh my God! The whole damn old man broke my precious purple sand pot! This is the work of Shi Dabin, a master pot maker in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Fuck your mother! This purple sand pot of yours is obviously a fake bought from this street stall! Don't try to blackmail people!" The little translator hurriedly shouted.

Qin Yu was startled as if in a frenzy, exerted all his strength, shook Wang Chao away with his arm, and then rushed towards Smith: "Old man, you broke my purple clay pot! You pay me for it! "

"Let me go!" Smith yelled at Qin Yu!

"Old man, if you don't pay me for my purple clay pot today, you won't be able to go anywhere!"

"What did he say?" Smith couldn't understand Qin Yu's words, so he quickly turned to look at his translator.

"Mr. Smith, he wants you to compensate him for his purple clay pot. He said his purple clay pot is an antique, and it is the work of Shi Dabin, a master pot maker in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Nonsense! This is obviously a fake. I am an antique appraiser at the Louvre in France. If this purple clay pot is really an antique, how can I not tell?" Smith snorted coldly.

"It's very clear to me. Mr. Smith is an antique appraiser at the Louvre in France. Don't make trouble for no reason! Let go of Mr. Smith!" The little translator tore Qin Yu hard, wanting to show it well in front of Smith, but it's a pity , how could he pull Qin Yu?

"Antique appraisers at the Louvre in France are at this level? Can't even appraise antiques? It's clearly a counterfeit that came out of nowhere!" Mo Yuqi said with a look of disdain.

The little translator quickly translated Mo Yuqi's words, and Smith was furious: "Okay! Since you are going to blackmail people, I will convince you today. I will seriously appraise this purple sand pot!"

After finishing speaking, Smith carefully looked at the bottom of the purple clay pot. After seeing Da Bin's signature on the bottom of the pot, Smith froze for a moment!sky!Why does this signature look genuine?

With a bang, a chill rushed over Smith's head!He didn't even care about the nourishing heart tree in his hand!With a bang, the wooden box of nourishing heart fell to the ground. Smith held the bottom of the purple clay pot with trembling hands, unable to say a word for a long time!

"This... this is really a purple clay teapot from the Ming Dynasty! It was written by the famous teacher Shi Dabin! I...why didn't I find it just now? God, how could such a handed down work, such a national treasure, be destroyed in my hands? inside?"

Smith burst into tears and fell to his knees with a plop!Smith's remorseful suicidal heart has it all!

Smith's performance shocked everyone's eyes, Mo Yuqi blinked her beautiful big eyes, her face was full of confusion, no matter how precious Shi Dabin's purple sand pot is, it can't compare to one ten-thousandth of Yangxinmu's , why can't he even take care of Yangxinmu?

Seeing Mo Yuqi's doubts, Qin Yu sent a voice transmission to Mo Yuqi: "How can a foreigner see Yangxinmu? He just feels that this wood is good, and it should be an ancient object. In his mind, Yangxinmu His box is an ordinary antique, worth 80 yuan. And Shi Dabin’s purple clay teapots are all priced at more than [-] million yuan, so it’s no wonder he’s not upset.”

Mo Yuqi shook his head lightly, feeling sad for this poor Mr. Smith!

"Mr. Smith, what's wrong with you? This is clearly a fake!" The little translator looked at Smith with a confused expression.

"This is not a fake! This is a national treasure class antique! Mr. Shi Dabin handed down no more than ten purple clay teapots! There are no more than three signed clay clay teapots! Such a rare treasure was actually smashed by me!" Smith almost wanted Hate myself!If there is a ball of cotton in front of him, he will definitely hit his head to death!

"This..." The little translator was confused.

Qin Yu could understand English, but he pretended not to understand and said, "What did this old man say? Will he pay for my purple sand pot!"

The little translator hurriedly translated Qin Yu's words.

It was as if his soul had been sucked out of Smith. He liked Chinese civilization very much, and whenever he had time, he would come to China's Panjiayuan to pick up leaks. With his incomparably strong professionalism, he often found good things in the account.

However, the good things that Smith recorded are at most one million level, and there has never been a million level!

Unexpectedly, today I personally destroyed an antique worth tens of millions!

"Compensation! Compensation must be made! Tell this gentleman, I am willing to use 1000 million to buy the bottom of this pot!"

One... 1000 million?The corner of the little translator's mouth kept twitching, he felt that the whole world was bad!A broken pot bottom, this old man is willing to give up 1000 million?

The little translator quickly translated Smith's words. Hearing his words, all the stall owners around were dumbfounded!what's the situation? 1000 million?

Huang Yanli felt like her brain was going to explode!Others don't know, but she does. She saw her father put this purple clay pot together with her own eyes!

The cat licked his forehead!Just such a spliced ​​purple sand pot, this boss actually cheated Lao Maozi 1000 million?Father!Please give me a few more purple clay teapots like this!