The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Ye Chen has arrived outside Taihe Antique Shop.

He looked around the antique street, and it didn't seem like there had been much change.

There was nothing unusual about the people coming and going.

Ye Chen looked at the signboard of Taihe Antique Shop and then walked in.

When I entered the door and glanced around, I saw that the decoration inside had changed drastically, and it seemed a little deserted with few customers.

The boss He Yuhuan was hiding in a corner nearby, squinting at Ye Chen.

She lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, then walked out with a smile: "Sir, did something get into your eyes here?"

Ye Chen looked up and down for a moment: "No hurry, I'll take a look first."

He Yuhuan smiled brightly, took a few steps back, and then pretended to look up and down again: "This gentleman looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time in our store?"

Slowly putting his hands behind his back, Ye Chen bent down and looked at the antique calligraphy and paintings inside the glass counter: "What, you don't sell things to strangers?"

After all, Qin Feixue was tricked here. Ye Chen's tone was very stiff, even slightly hostile.

He Yuhuan's eyes moved, and he sneered in his heart: I thought of finding clues here, hum, let you know what it means to be seamless. "

But on the surface, she was laughing: "Sir, you really know how to joke."

"These treasures in our store are all spiritual. If you, sir, like them, this treasure will definitely bring you good luck."

Ye Chen straightened up, looked at her sideways, and sneered: "Really?"

He Yuhuan also remained calm, with a professional smile still on his face: "Sir, since this is your first time here, may I introduce it to you?"

Ye Chen also wanted to test the boss, so he nodded in agreement.

"Sir, come this way!" He Yuhuan nodded, raised his white and slender arms and pointed to the side.

"Here are calligraphy and paintings."

"The characteristics of our family are two words, one is truth and the other is perfection."

"Look at this picture!" He Yuhuan slowly unfolded a picture of words.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes and looked over, then nodded slowly: "Mi Fu's authentic work."

He Yuhuan's expression changed, and then he nodded with a smile: "Sir, you have really good eyesight, and he seems to be quite accomplished in calligraphy!"

Ye Chen did not respond.

He Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It seems that Mr. Mi Fu doesn't like everyone's calligraphy."

Ye Chen shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, I just want to see the real treasure."

"Oh..." He Yuhuan nodded slightly, thinking to himself, what a Ye Chen, he is trying to seduce me into bringing out something like blood jade.

Ah! Trying to set a trap for me is such a foolish dream!

She smiled and opened another scroll: "We have real treasures in our store."

"There is no distinction between high and low treasures, it's just that people who appreciate them have their own preferences."

"Look at this painting. Wen Zhengming's calligraphy is gentle and graceful. It seems stable and mature, but upon closer inspection, there is an air of youthfulness and youthfulness. It is really a masterpiece!"

"What do you think, sir?"

Ye Chen glanced casually, then turned to look to the other side: "What's over there?"

He Yuhuan's face stiffened for a moment, and he was already very dissatisfied with Ye Chen's indifferent attitude.

But thinking of her plan, she patiently put away these two words.

"There are some porcelains over there, mostly from the Ming Dynasty. Although the quantity is smaller, they are all high-quality, such as this one, from Chenghua..."

Before she finished speaking this time, Ye Chen's eyes turned elsewhere again.

Before He Yuhuan could say anything, he walked over on his own.

He picked up a long sword and pulled it out gently, revealing his cold light.

Although there are many rusty black pits on the sword, the ice-blue cold air on the blade means that this is a real weapon that has been baptized on the battlefield!

"What a sword!" Ye Chen drew it out completely and looked up and down.

He Yuhuan felt panic and fear rising inexplicably in his heart, and his face was a little ugly.

But he still walked over slowly: "Sir, this kind of sword product cannot be touched. Please put it back for now."

“If you want to see it, you need to buy it first!”

Ye Chen glanced at her, snorted coldly, put the sword back into its sheath, and placed it heavily back on the shelf.

He Yuhuan gritted his teeth secretly, feeling distressed and angry.

If she hadn't plotted against Qin Feixue, she would have been furious with Ye Chen by now.

But people are like this. Once you feel that you have harmed someone else secretly, you will naturally feel guilty when you see someone close to that person.

Ye Chen was still looking up and down, secretly looking for the scent of the red jade pendant.

He Yuhuan didn't want to continue the introduction and just followed behind quietly.

At the same time, a pair of eyes looked down from a gap on the second floor. It was Qin Feixue's best friend Ding Meiqi.

This guy was hiding upstairs and watching Ye Chen and He Yuhuan downstairs, with a sneer on his face and great joy in his heart.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen, just search hard. Even if you blind your eyes, you won't be able to find any clues."

"When you go back, you will only see the body of your good wife!"

"I will definitely go to Qin Feixue's funeral and have a good cry, hahaha..."

She sneered and slowly closed the gap without making any sound.

Ye Chen's ears twitched, but he didn't alert him.

Instead, he focused his attention on a blue and white porcelain vase in the northeast corner: "Oh? This is a rare object, a Hutian kiln from the Yuan Dynasty."

He Yuhuan was already a little impatient. He rolled his eyes behind him, sighed secretly and said, "Yes, this was produced by Hutian Kiln in Jingdezhen in the Yuan Dynasty."

"Sir, please take a closer look..." Her tone of voice also lost enthusiasm, "Both the quality and the state of preservation are quite high."

“Although it’s not the highlight of our store, it’s still top quality!”

"Sir, if you like..."

He Yuhuan stopped talking mid-sentence, because he felt that Ye Chen was just here to inquire about information, and it was impossible to buy anything at all.

Saying more is a waste of words!

However, Ye Chen spoke the next second: "What's the price?"

He Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Sir, do you really want it?"

Ye Chen looked at her expressionlessly: "With your business like this, it's quite interesting that this antique shop hasn't closed down yet."

His words were full of profound meaning, implying that He Yuhuan must have other activities in private!

He Yuhuan also understood, but continued to act stupid: "This treasure has extremely high collection value, but I won't ask for an exorbitant price, it is the market price, 5000 million!"

"No counter-offering, no bargaining. If you really want it, sir, just pay and take it away. Otherwise, don't say anything more."

Ye Chen nodded slowly: "Okay, okay, I just like this kind of simplicity, but... I won't give you any of this money!"