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【287】Coffee table...cup...

But in fact, the Qing Dynasty Qianlong blue and white octagonal octagonal octagonal cube that Xiaoqiang placed at the door was indeed an antique. The auction price was more than 30 million years ago. This is the imperial study room used to insert large scrolls of calligraphy and paintings, which makes it easier for the emperor to draw out and appreciate the elegant objects of calligraphy and paintings at any time. But in Xiaoqiang's hands, it became an umbrella bucket...

In Xiaoqiang's house, there are too many antiques like "umbrella bucket" that Xiaoqiang used when he was hacked from the warehouse. If he really quoted them all, it would be enough to buy hundreds of such houses.

Bian Xiaohua couldn't put it down and played with a red and white coral material. Using the material texture, she carved a snuff bottle of a doll pounce on the golden toad. Looking at Xiaoqiang's various collections, a thought suddenly flashed out of her mind.

"This kid can put a snuff bottle worth millions per person in the living room as a decoration, so how could it be matched with a large imitation vase worth hundreds of thousands per person? I'm afraid... this soul is fading~~~!... Alas... Xiaolan is afraid that such a person who treats money as an external object... but... it shouldn't be too hurt..."

Bian Xiaohua seemed to want to confirm his judgment, and at the same time, he sounded the alarm for Murong Ruolan, and asked, "Xiaoqiang, your snuff bottles are so expensive, is it appropriate to match them with these imitation vases?"

After saying this, everyone's eyes looked at Cao Xiaoqiang in unison.

Xiaoqiang felt so bitter. He thought to himself that the aunt Bian Xiaohua was very meticulous. If he lies, what if he was exposed by the old man who was onlookers from Shen Ming’s family after that, wouldn’t everyone think that he was playing with them?

"Uh...it seems to be true..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Ming's head was about to explode!

"What! Xiaoqiang! You said that all these things are true!... You are not kidding!"

"This... When I was paid for the goods, I was indeed calculated based on the authenticity..."

"What! Then... have you found an expert to identify it?"

"Uh... Manager Liao Guoqiang from Rongbaozhai brought their appraiser to see..."

Then, Xiaoqiang fell silent.

When Shen Mingju saw Xiaoqiang's meaning, he understood everything in his heart! This is a terrible dog owner... Since these decorative vases are all genuine! Then the two bottles I targeted at first must be cultural relics worth one billion in total! Then... Then... Then... In this way, according to the surname Xiong Cao, a rich local dog owner, this room full of decorations, and the household utensils that are drinks and pecking, are actually treasures that others are protected and hidden!

Shen Mingju's mind was blank. He was already stunned. Who is this Cao Xiaoqiang...?

Bai Bing listened on the side more and more bizarrely. If it weren't for Xiaoqiang's house, he would have almost jumped up and cursed, hoping that everyone would not be deceived. How could it be! How could such a slutty person put hundreds of millions of things at home? Shen Mingqiu is crazy and stupid! Unless he is the Cao Xiaoqiang who is in the auction... No! This is impossible! When I was eating, I was just talking casually, how could it be him! He... He is at most a foodie! This is too young!

Shen Mingju finally reacted, came back to his senses, and said eagerly: "Xiaoqiang, which one bought the Huanghuali tea table? I have never seen this style before!"

Although Xiaoqiang did not want to be a rafter, he knew that he could not escape from the side and vertically. The dead pig was not afraid of boiling water and replied slowly, "The people from Rongbaozhai said that this was a small calligraphy case for the prince in the Ming Dynasty, and it was a furniture that was inherited and ordered and verified. Because this thing was originally a writing desk for the prince to go to school, it was a bit high. In the Republic of China, it fell into the hands of Duan Qirui, a big man, and asked the worker to saw his legs and used it as a coffee table and sofa. Later, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this thing was collected by Mr. Zhang Boju. 10.

The four olds were broken during the chaos of the year. Everyone thought that this thing was chopped and used to cook the pot. Unexpectedly, they found it again now. There is a branding under this coffee table, "Duanfu Gun" which is based on the ancient furniture experts invited by Rong Baozhai from the Palace Museum, the size and depth of this seal are all the right ones. Several masters of Rong Baozhai who were doing furniture restoration were very excited when they found it. They were crying with tears and snot at that time. When I heard that I was so particular, I was reluctant to sell it and kept it for home use."

"Puff~~~!" Shen Mingju almost spit out an old blood. Is this still a human being! Monster! Monster!

"Where are you...you...your dining table?"

"It seems to be from the Ming Dynasty..."

“Dining chair?!”

“It’s the same as the table…”

"These six-legged incense tables in vases, treasure racks, and desks in your study? Are you an upside-down blue and white silk stools used to wear shoes at the door?"

"It should be all from Huanghuali in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, or old things used in the palace. I can't remember it anymore..."

"Xiaoqiang! Those who take these out can be found are all a few hundred or even tens of millions of dollars! You don't feel sorry for you at all!"

Xiaoqiang slandered: "What's wrong with taking these things like hills in my warehouse? I have to take them home to use them? I have to care! I have ready-made use, so why do I have to spend more money to buy them!"

He pinched his mouth with little confidence, "... they are all very firm..."

Shen Mingju had nothing to say when he heard this. At this moment, Shen Mingju had thousands of grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, roaring by, and cursing secretly: "High-up? Your uncle! You are... committing a crime! Unreasonable! Unreasonable!"

Murong Ruolan was also frightened at this time. She put the hot plates, dishes and other things on the dining table several times, but she didn't see Xiaoqiang telling how expensive these things were... It turned out that the decorations in this room were all priceless antiques? Any one of them was more expensive than the property of her whole family?

Li Muyun suddenly burst out laughing.

"Shen Mingju, why are you doing so seriously? If you are serious with a local bully like Cao Xiaoqiang, you will lose."

Shen Mingjue wiped his sweat and carefully held up the small teacup in front of him with yellow base enamel, red dragon, white cloud pattern, and golden silk. He took a sip of the coffee that should have been green tea. He closed his eyes and said, "Oh, let me be a rustic guy and enjoy this evil taste worth tens of millions."

Bai Bing listened to it for a long time and felt a little sore. The focus of the center is not on him at the moment. This made Bai Bing, who was used to the stars holding the moon, feel very uncomfortable. Bai Bing never expected that a meal of coffee would cause such unwilling loneliness.
Chapter completed!