"Is Yan Zhenqing's authentic works very valuable?"

Seeing Zhou Zhennan and the store owner's shocked look, Su Yingmei couldn't help asking.

Zhou Zhennan glanced at the shop owner and said helplessly: "Yan Zhenqing's "Commemorative Manuscripts for Nephew" and Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty "Lanting Preface" and Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty "Huangzhou Cold Food Post" have become the three major running scripts in the world."

"A part of the original works currently in the Taipei Museum are, if auctioned, the price may exceed one billion. It is really a national treasure."

"Even if the number of words we see is not as high as that of the Taipei Museum, the price is definitely more than 100 million!"

"One hundred million?"

Su Yingmei immediately exclaimed.

Last second she was still mocking Xiao Tianmo for her stupidity, but now she realized that Xiao Tianmo had picked up a huge advantage.

Six hundred thousand turns into one hundred million, it’s so terrible!

Hearing Zhou Zhennan's words, the shop owner, who had an incredible look on his face, showed a heartbroken expression.

Yan Zhenqing's "Memorial to Nephew", Zhou Zhennan said it is worth 100 million, which is considered very conservative.

If it is added with its cultural value, it is a treasure that cannot be measured by money!

And this treasure was his a few minutes ago.

As a result, he sold it to Xiao Tianmo for a price of only 600,000 yuan.

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At this moment, the store owner didn't care about his face. While talking, he reached out to grab the authentic works in Xiao Tianmo's hand.

Xiao Tianmo had long expected that he would do this. He raised his hand and took the things into his arms.

"Boss, after doing business in Antique Street for so many years, don't you understand the rules of clearing money and goods?"

"Didn't you repeatedly stress that both buyers and sellers can't go back on their word?"

"I don't have the ability to see, it's embarrassing to say it out loud. I still want to cheat. Do you plan to bury my head in my crotch in the future to see someone?"

Xiao Tianmo said bluntly.

"you…"

The shop owner was speechless and wanted to cry.

Xiao Tianmo was too lazy to waste his talk with him anymore, so he directly pulled Su Youxi's hand and walked towards the door.

The shop owner stared at Xiao Tianmo's back with unwillingness in his eyes.

But there is no way.

After all, he asked him to say anything, so he could only blame himself for being inferior to others and not being able to protect his fortune from the sky.

After leaving the store, he walked a few more steps forward. Su Youxi couldn't help but speak, "Tianmo, what are you..."

"Hmm? Call me husband, or I'll beat you up!"

Xiao Tianmo smiled wickedly, and wanted to reach out to slap her on the butt.

In public, Su Youxi did not care about the argument and quickly admitted defeat: "Old...husband, how did you see that there is a third layer in the painting?"

She was so curious.

"Well..."

Xiao Tianmo deliberately kept it a secret, then came to her ear and whispered: "Why don't you wait for tonight, we will go to the small room next door to chat. Then I will tell you in detail."

Upon hearing this, Su Youxi's face turned red.

"Rogue! I'm thinking about that kind of thing all day long! I'll talk nonsense, just sleep on the floor tonight!"

Su Youxi said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, don't say it... I just think about it, can't it be okay?"

Looking at the embarrassed and annoyed Su Youxi, Xiao Tianmo laughed.

Su Youxi pinched his pink fist and smacked his chest twice, "Hate! You can't even think about it!"
Chapter completed!