I can fish for anything

Chapter 37 Cultural Relics Exhibition

Seeing this scene, several young people on the table next to them stood up cursing.

The burly man wiped the drink off his face with his hands, and waved his hands at a few people, signaling that they don't need to come.

"Okay, you can do it!"

The strong man glared at Chen Jing: "Do you know that I have been patient enough with you, if it was before, do you think I would talk nonsense to you?"

While speaking, the strong man reached out to touch Chen Jing's face.

While Chen Jing dodged to the side.

A pair of big hands clasped the strong man's wrist.

The strong man looked up, and saw Jiang Zhihao's harmless smile: "My friend, you are a bit too much! I am dating this beauty, so there must be a first come, first served!"

"What are you, you dare to teach me!"

The strong man stared at the two eyeballs, and wanted to pull his hand out, but found that his wrist seemed to be bitten by a vise, and he couldn't move at all.

And as Jiang Zhihao exerted his strength, the pain from his wrist made him unbearable, and he let out a cry of pain.

"You're looking for death!" the brawny man yelled, clenched his other hand into a fist, and threw it at Jiang Zhihao's face.

Jiang Zhihao stretched out his hand and grasped his fist.

Five fingers hard!

Click, click!
The strong man's fist made the sound of bones.

His face was in pain, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Chen Jing looked surprised, she didn't expect Jiang Zhihao to have such great strength.

A few youths at the table next to him had already gathered around.

Hand holding beer bottle.

Jiang Zhihao let go of the strong man, and the strong man knelt directly on the ground.

Looking at his right fist again, it was glowing red, and his whole arm was trembling.

The surrounding diners and passers-by stopped to watch the excitement.

A few youths held beer bottles, without saying a word, they smashed Jiang Zhihao's head.

Jiang Zhihao didn't make any extra moves. After dodging a few times, he punched back.

The speed was extremely fast, and the punches hit the flesh, and several young people were knocked down to the ground.

This was the result of Jiang Zhihao's mercy, but he used a small amount of spiritual energy to stimulate his speed and strength.

If a large amount of spiritual energy is activated, these people will either be injured or die.

They are all mortal bodies, how can they resist the attack of spiritual energy?
The young man fell to the ground, howling again and again.

The strong man looked at Jiang Zhihao: "Okay, you kid can do it, let's wait and see!"

"Don't wait and see, let's make things clear now."

Jiang Zhihao walked over, grabbed the strong man's collar with one hand, and bowed left and right towards the strong man's cheek with the other hand.

The crackling sound was endless.

It hurts to look at.

Blood gushed out from the strong man's mouth and nose.

Jiang Zhihao scolded while beating: "I let you pretend to be aggressive, let you interrupt my meal!"

"Do you dare next time?"

"Fuck you..."

"Fuck, are you still scolding?"

Another slap, the brawny man was honest now, he didn't even dare to fart.

"Bring your people and get lost!" Jiang Zhihao kicked the strong man away.

The brawny man quickly led the people away as if he had received an amnesty.

He was completely frightened by Jiang Zhihao's beating, and he didn't dare to say anything harsh before he left.

The two continued to eat.

Chen Jing looked at Jiang Zhihao with some complaints: "It's fine to teach them a lesson, why are you so ruthless?"

The old god Jiang Zhihao said there: "It's not because of the leeks and lamb kidneys you ordered. I am full of energy and have nowhere to vent!"

Chen Jing: "..."

This episode did not affect the mood of the two of them, and they sat down and continued to eat.

Buzz!
At this time, Chen Jing's cell phone rang. After Chen Jing glanced at it, she shook her head helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhihao lit a cigarette.

"It's not my grandfather. He said that he was going to participate in some cultural relics exhibition tomorrow, and asked me if I knew any experts in this field."

"What cultural relics exhibition?"

"This cultural relics exhibition is of a folk nature, that is, the sellers sell the cultural relics in their hands in the form of auction, but these cultural relics are real and fake."

"Do you still remember that Huang Fei? His grandfather Huang Zhongtian and my grandfather are rivals. They have been fighting for decades. This time, they bet to see who can get the best price at the cultural relics exhibition."

"I'm just a small host. How can I know an expert in this field! I don't care about him anymore. Anyway, the two have been fighting for so long, winning and losing. It's been decades."

Having said that, Jiang Zhihao still felt that Chen Jing wanted to help her grandfather very much.

Jiang Zhihao's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "If I let your grandpa win, how about you agree to be the spokesperson for Sweet Canned Food?"

"You?" Chen Jing looked at Jiang Zhihao in surprise: "Do you also know cultural relic identification?"

"Understand a little, but I can guarantee that your grandfather will not lose!"

"Okay, if my grandpa wins, I will promise you for free."

"It's a word."

The next morning, Jiang Zhihao woke up from the hotel and called Chen Jing.

Chen Jing sent him an address.

Seeing this address, Jiang Zhihao was stunned. No wonder Chen Jing drives such a good car. It turns out that he lives in a well-known rich area in the provincial capital!

Jiang Zhihao had seen it on the news before, Jinguan City, the most prestigious villa complex in the provincial capital.

The houses here are priceless. To be able to buy a house here, it is not enough just to have money, but also to have a certain social status.

When Jiang Zhihao arrived at Jinguan City, the rows of luxury cars almost blinded him.

Lamborghini, Rolls Royce, Bentley.

Even the nanny drives a BMW MINI to buy groceries.

Chen Jing's Ferrari 488 can only be considered average here.

The guards in Jinguan City are quite strict, and there are armed police with live ammunition at the gate.

After waiting for a while, Chen Jing and a white-haired old man came out.

The old man was about seventy years old, his hair was all white, but his spirit was still hale and hearty.

Chen Shouguan, a retired soldier.

Won personal first-class merit twice!

"Grandpa, he is the friend I told you about."

Jiang Zhihao took the initiative to say hello to Chen Shouguan: "Grandpa, my name is Jiang Zhihao, and I am Chen Jing's friend."

Chen Shouguan nodded politely.

However, there was a deep disappointment on his face.

Generally speaking, those famous and capable treasure appraisal experts are relatively older, and they are often experienced and well-informed.

After Chen Jing came home last night, she told Chen Shouguan that she had found a suitable candidate.

Chen Shouguan was happy at first, but he didn't expect that the suitable candidate in Chen Jing's mouth would be a brat.

It seems that this time the competition with Huang Zhongtian is about to lose again.

Chen Shouguan and Huang Zhongtian are comrades-in-arms and have experienced life and death together.

When I was young, no one obeyed anyone, compared to cross-country, compared to marksmanship, and killed more enemies than anyone else.

Now that they are older, there are still all kinds of competitions, to compare whose children are filial, and who drinks better.

Huang Zhongtian invited Chen Shouguan to participate in this cultural relics exhibition.

Huang Zhongtian must have made full preparations, just wanting to see himself make a fool of himself.

Seeing that Chen Jing was actually looking for him, and a brat like Jiang Zhihao came, Chen Shouguan felt that he would lose today's competition.

(End of this chapter)