I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 75 I said it was fake, it is fake!
Of course Xin Zhao did not study antique paintings.

His clairvoyance can see through the truth and lies!
There was a purple air on the scroll, which was not there when he looked at other fakes.

Obviously this painting is indeed the genuine one left by Tang Yin.

"Mr. Sun, do you think this painting is real?" Zhou Muyan looked at the painting in front of him and asked.

"Not sure." Sun Yao sighed and shook his head.

"Fifth Brother, do you think it's true?"

Zhou Muyan also wanted to ask Xin Zhao what he thought, but when he turned around, he saw that Xin Zhao had disappeared.

"Where did fifth brother go?"

Just as he was muttering, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke.

"Are you selling this painting?!"

"Sell!" The person under the mask nodded, "From 500 million!"

"Then I will pay 500 million!"

When the words fell, the surrounding people were in an uproar.

Many people are wondering if it might be Tuo, but so far no one has insisted that this is the real thing.

Zhou Muyan suddenly smiled.

"600 million!"

He silently looked at the bidder on the opposite side.

Zhou Ye!

boy!
Trouble my fifth brother, I will make you feel uncomfortable today!
Just when Zhou Ye and Zhou Muyan were facing each other, Xin Zhao had already run out of the crowd.

"Daxian!"

"Little Immortal Tang Yin, please greet Daxian."

Tang Yin sent him a message.

Xin Zhao also saw his news, so he backed out silently.

"Hello."

"Hello, Daxian." Tang Yin hurriedly replied, "Just now, Xiaoxian was obsessed with creation, and I hope you will forgive me for not being able to greet Daxian in time."

"Are you okay?" Zhao asked.

"Actually, Xiaoxian wants to edit the picture."

Tang Yin faltered, and at this moment there was an uproar in the crowd.

"One hundred million!"

Xin Zhao's heart shuddered when he heard the number, and he squeezed through the crowd again, only to see Zhou Ye squinting his eyes and stretching out a finger.

[-] million!
That's what he yelled.

"One hundred and ten million."

Before Zhao Xin could recover, Zhou Muyan also spoke with a stern face.

"Little six, what are you doing?" Xin Zhao tugged at Zhou Muyan, and when Zhou Muyan turned around, Xin Zhao saw that his eyes were red, "Fifth brother, this grandson is quite rich! I want to give it to him." If you fight for breath, he even stood up to me!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

Zhou Ye directly raised the price by 4000 million.

Hearing this number, Zhou Muyan's hands trembled.

"Come on, add more!"

"Do you know who I am? My cousin is Xu Mengyao. Our Xu family has plenty of money!"

"Hey, isn't that Xin Zhao?!"

"Young Master Zhao, do you want to join us too?"

Zhou Ye squinted his eyes full of playfulness, but Xin Zhao frowned.

"Xu Mengyao is your cousin?!"

"Yes!" Zhou Ye nodded, "What's the matter, are you afraid now?"

"I fear you?"

Before Xin Zhao could speak, Zhou Muyan laughed along with him.

"One hundred and sixty million!"

Xin Zhao didn't expect Zhou Ye to be Xu Mengyao's cousin at all, and he was stunned by the news for half a minute.

soon……

Playfulness flashed in his eyes, and he took a photo of the picture on the table.

"Tang Yin."

"Do you see that this painting is yours?"

"【picture】"

Tang Yin, who had been waiting for Xin Zhao's reply, clicked on the picture.

"Yes."

"Can you still draw it now?" Zhao Dao said.

"Daxian, do you like it?" Tang Yin suddenly became energetic, "I have as many paintings as I like, and I have as many as I want."

Tang Yin has been immortal for a thousand years.

However, he lived a very poor life, mainly because the skills he relied on to survive down there were useless in the Heavenly Palace.

When he was in the mortal world, one of his paintings was worth thousands of gold.

No one bought a hundred spirit stones in Heavenly Court.

He complains every day, so he can only paint to pass the time.

Created!
Or the ones he painted in the world, he almost piled up a room.

"I'm just asking you about this painting."

"Yes!" Tang Yin said, "I can send it to Daxian now."

Ding dong.

Tang Yin sent a package.

The End of the World and the Bright Moon.

"Okay, you send the photo you want to repair, I'm a little busy now, I will contact you later."

"no problem!"

Putting the phone back into his pocket again, it took him the time to talk to Tang Yin.

"Two hundred million!"

Zhou Ye stretched out two fingers playfully.

Zhou Muyan let out a deep breath, and just as he was about to speak, Xin Zhao's hand patted on his shoulder and shook his head towards him.

"Fifth brother."

"Stop shouting."

"Why don't you shout, I can buy it!" Zhou Muyan also blushed.

"All right, continue." Zhou Ye provoked, Xin Zhao patted Zhou Muyan on the shoulder and nodded to him, then said to Zhou Ye, "This painting belongs to Mr. Zhou, we quit."

"I have no money." Zhou Ye laughed.

"Correct."

Xin Zhao nodded lightly, and the complacency on Zhou Ye's face became even stronger.

"If you don't have money, don't pretend to be a bully here. You shouted so hard, I thought you could shout a billion!"

"I paid a billion, you call me daddy!" Zhou Muyan yelled.

"You're out, what are you yelling about here? Let the real money be shot before you yell." Zhou Ye said disdainfully.

"You can really pretend..." Xin Zhao hurriedly grabbed Zhou Muyan, "Young Master Zhou said, we quit, and this painting belongs to you."

Seeing Xin Zhao's appearance, Zhou Ye seemed to relieve his anger, and the complacency on his face was even greater.

Withdrew silently from the crowd, Zhou Muyan frowned and looked at Zhou Ye's proud face, and followed with clenched fists.

"Fifth brother, why are you so humble with that grandson!"

"No, it's [-] million!"

"It's not like I can't go out."

Zhou Muyan opened his eyes and opened his mouth. Seeing Zhou Ye's grandson, he felt angry.

"Use [-] million to buy a fake painting, can you donate that money to me?" Xin Zhao looked disgusted.

"Fake... fake painting!" Zhou Muyan was shocked, "If he paid [-] million for a fake painting, isn't there something wrong with it? If he dares to do that, he must have confirmed that the painting is real."

"There's just something wrong with him." Xin Zhao shrugged.

Sun Yao also frowned: "Brother Zhao, I have been observing that painting for a long time, and it looks real."

To say that at the very beginning, Sun Yao could not confirm the authenticity.

When Zhou Muyan was competing with Zhou Ye, he observed it carefully, and in his mind, [-]% of the truth was in that painting.

"If I say it's fake, it must be fake!" Xin Zhao smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Fifth Brother, why are you so sure?" Zhou Muyan was puzzled, and Zhao Xin grinned, "Because the real work is with me."

"what?!"

"This painting is called "The Bright Moon at the End of the World", and the real one is here. Mine is the real one, so his is naturally a fake one. There can't be two real ones in this world." Xin Zhao shrugged.

"Damn, it's true!"

Zhou Muyan's eyes were filled with excitement, "Then that kid bought a fake painting, hahahaha, [-] million to buy a fake painting, you can't cry him to death!"

"definitely!"

Xin Zhao squinted his eyes towards the location of the Appraisal Plaza.

"Not only do I have to cry, but I also have to cry miserably!"

(End of this chapter)