super right hand

(The fourth change, the book will be released on July 7th. It is already 13 words, which is fat enough. For those who are hesitant, let’s start slaughtering. Tiger expects to have 20 words on the 12th.)

Damn, even being able to ask such a sharp question, you really know how to criticize!Jiang Hao's body shook, and he was so focused on propagating the theory that he forgot the most important part. He was so confused that he really couldn't answer it. How did he gain powerful practical experience? I'm afraid what he did All previous efforts are really in vain, Seinfeld is really not a fucking fuel-efficient lamp, I have to take off your skin and light a sky lantern!

"Why, can't you answer?"

Sein Fei cast a cold glance at the silent Jiang Hao. Anyone can play tricks and brag, but when it comes to the truth, he withers. He can't tell the origin of his skills, and the fox's tail is exposed.

Sai Dongdao was also very curious about how Jiang Hao learned the ability to look, smell, touch, and knock, so he didn't speak out for the silent Jiang Hao to stop the arrogant Seinfeld.

"Is there anything that can't be answered!" Jiang Hao calmly glanced at Seinfeld, whose tail was about to go up to the sky, wishing to step on Seinfeld's foot, stomped hard a few times, and glanced at Seinfeld contemptuously , quickly came up with a countermeasure in his mind, and said in embarrassment: "Don't you see the clothes I'm wearing?"

"Bodyguard suit, is there something wrong?" Song Fei was stunned by Jiang Hao's question, his brows were slightly frowned, not knowing the meaning of Jiang Hao's words.

"To be precise, it's the bodyguard uniform of the Jiang family. Have you forgotten what the Jiang family does?" Jiang Hao stared at the bewildered Seinfeld like an idiot.

"I know, but what does it have to do with your identification ability?" Seinfeld scratched his head depressedly, his head was a little confused.

Jiang Hao pretended to be very angry, and said in a cold voice: "It's really exhausting to communicate with you. My identification skills are practiced from Jiang's antiques."

Jiang Zhongshan glanced puzzledly at Jiang Hao, who was filled with anger. He didn't know what happened. The Jiang family had never trained Jiang Hao, and Jiang Hao's identification ability was not taught by the Jiang family. It is how it happened?

"How is it possible?" Seinfeld almost jumped up as if he had stepped on his tail, and said in disbelief: "According to your level, there are probably countless antiques you have bought. You are probably not even 20 years old now. Is it possible to pass so many antiques?"

"If you don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I can tell you that I have been exposed to antiques since I was very young, perhaps earlier than people in antique families.

In fact, my mother was the nanny of the Jiang family. In order to let me live a good life, she was busy earning money every day and entrusted me to the care of Uncle Ningbo. To sell all over the country.

So I had the opportunity to get in touch with antiques. Every time Uncle Ningbo escorted antiques, I could participate in it. Ignoring the guarded bodyguards, I could directly play with antiques as toys.

The person who guards the antique warehouse in the Jiang family is very familiar with me. I can enter the antique warehouse at any time to check and play with all kinds of antiques. I believe you have never seen so many antiques. Antiques are my childhood playmates. .

Gradually, I developed a special friendship with antiques. I seemed to have the ability to communicate with them, so I often played with antiques and tried my best to understand my playmates from smell, sound, and feel.

I have been in contact with antiques for more than ten years, and the number of antiques I have handled in these ten years is countless. Isn't this enough to prove my skills? "Jiang Hao sneered.

"It's true in private. The brothers below really like Jiang Hao very much, so sometimes they do things out of line..." Ningbo pushed his sunglasses awkwardly, his voice was deep but clear to everyone To his ears, this was a proof of the source of Jiang Hao's ability.

"I didn't even know there was such a thing!"

Jiang Zhongshan didn't blame Ningbo, with a wry smile on his lips, he worked hard to train Jiang Yuan, hoping that she could take over the Jiang family's burden in the future, but he didn't expect that in the end, she was not as good as Jiang Hao, a self-taught person.

"Brother, if anyone bullies you again in the future, Brother Dong will abolish him for you."

Sai Dongdao patted Jiang Hao's shoulder comfortingly, his tone was full of concern, and he glanced at the angry Seinfeld out of the corner of his eyes. Seinfeld, who wanted to continue asking, immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say anything. Well, Sai Dongdao is not something he can offend, even his grandfather Song Hualiang dare not offend easily.

"Are you two still trading?"

Sai Dongdao looked at Song Hualiang's painting with great interest and couldn't bear to let go, and asked casually.

"look?"

Jiang Zhongshan no longer had any doubts about Jiang Hao's ability, and he didn't dare to accept Song Lianghua's paintings easily. He would rather accept a real painting with some flaws than a beautiful fake painting.

Jiang Zhongshan couldn't tell the authenticity of Song Hualiang's trading paintings, but with Jiang Hao, who has superb appraisal ability, he should be able to judge calligraphy and paintings at his fingertips, so he no longer worried about the authenticity of calligraphy and paintings.

"This one……"

Song Hualiang smiled hesitantly. He really didn't think about whether to appraise it. Many people knew that the Jiang family wanted to trade a painting from the Song family. The number of matches.

But how can the two entries be able to withstand the rumors that the Song family has a large number of fakes? For the sake of the Song family's reputation, even if all the members of the Song family withdraw from the competition, it is worth it!

"False is false after all, it is impossible to be true."

Jiang Hao was so angry that his teeth were itching. If he hadn't finally thought of using his tragic life experience as a shield, he still didn't know how it would end. Since the Song family was aggressive, he would naturally not show mercy.

"It's not up to you to judge whether it's true or false."

Song Fei was furious and wanted to get angry, but seeing Sai Dongdao's cold eyes, he immediately swallowed weakly.

"I will be the standard for judging the authenticity from now on, the Song family will wait and see." Jiang Hao sneered, dare to play with me, let's see how I can kill your Song family!

Song Fei felt that there was no point in staying any longer, and was about to leave angrily, but was stopped directly by Song Hualiang.

"Jiang Hao, let's make a deal. We want to buy back the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Liufang pen holder that you won in a bet!" Song Hualiang pondered for a while, and made a suggestion.

The auction of the auction house will start soon, the bottom of the purple sand pot has fallen off, and it can no longer be auctioned. If there is another auction item missing, the Song family will really not be able to explain to the auction house, even if it costs several times more , must also redeem the Qianlong Liufang Pen Holder of the Qing Dynasty.

"How much is it?" Jiang Hao asked lazily, but his hands were busy wiping the bottom of the Qianlong Liufang pen holder of the Qing Dynasty. Since he asked me for something, he still targeted me everywhere, and didn't let you pay any price. You thought I was easy to bully Woolen cloth!

"The market price of the Liufang pen holder in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty was 25, and we will give you 40!" Song Hualiang gritted his teeth fiercely, and offered what he thought was a very high price.

"I'm ashamed to ask for this price." Jiang Hao sneered dissatisfied. I have appraisal skills in my hand, so how could I choose an antique with the lowest value? See if I don't piss you off.

"You..." Song Fei's teeth were itchy. It's not good to be arrogant, but it's the first time I've seen someone as unscrupulous and arrogant as Jiang Hao. If it wasn't for Sai Dongdao, he would have ordered the bodyguards to beat Jiang Hao.

"How much are you going to sell!" Song Hualiang suppressed his anger, his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, no matter how much money, even if it is three times the price, as long as the auction item can be retrieved smoothly and handed over to the auction house, it must be The auction house will try its best to settle the matter of the purple clay pot.

But if the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Liufang Pen Holder cannot be delivered, I am afraid the consequences will be extremely serious!

"How much do you want?" Jiang Hao enjoyed the pleasure of being begged, glanced at the porcelain on the table, and said reluctantly: "Seeing that you want to take it back so sincerely, why don't you just take all the porcelain on the table?" Porcelain exchange."

"What did you say?"

Song Hualiang was so angry that he almost fell down directly. How could a person be so shameless? If it wasn't for explaining to the auction house, he wouldn't have taken the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Liufang pen holder back as a fool. He coughed violently, his shriveled chest violently He squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice; "Do you really think the Song family is easy to bully?"

"Brother Jiang Hao, you can add a little more to the price. It's really not worth much!" Sai Dongdao didn't want to intensify the conflict, so he hurried out to adjust and persuade Jiang Hao.

"I gave them this price, which is considered cheap." Jiang Hao casually glanced at Song Hualiang who was short of breath.

"You!" Song Hualiang's lips trembled violently, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of red cloth, his sharp teeth were grinding together fiercely, and he had the urge to swallow Jiang Hao alive.

"Can't you give Brother Dong this face?" Sai Dongdao was about to roll his eyes angrily when he saw Song Hualiang, and hurriedly continued to smooth things over, emphasizing: "Jiang Hao, this is really not worth so much money."

"This one is really valuable. The famille rose hexagonal bottle from the Ming Dynasty is worth at least 400 million yuan. The sum of all the porcelain on this table is estimated to be more than 300 million yuan. I have already given them the best price." Jiang Jiang Hao smiled wryly and spread his hands.

"Jiang Hao, you are crazy about money. It is clearly the Qianlong Liufang pen holder of the Qing Dynasty. Why did it become a famille rose hexagonal bottle of the Ming Dynasty in a blink of an eye? Although the two are very similar, don't you see the seal on the bottom of the bottle? Why, don't you even know Chinese characters?" Song Fei stroked Song Hualiang's chest, with a cold light in his eyes, and his teeth were clenched.

"What seal, why didn't I see it?" Jiang Hao held the bottle cautiously, pointed the bottom at Song Fei, and curled his lips: "Is there something wrong with the eyes of the Song family?"

"How is it possible?" Sein Fei looked at the clean bottom of the bottle in amazement. There was clearly a seal made in the year of Qianlong on the bottom of the bottle, but why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?

"Is there anything impossible!" Jiang Hao picked up his sleeves, continued to wipe the bottom of the bottle vigorously, and lazily sighed: "I don't know whose hands are so cheap, but stamped a Qianlong stamp on the bottom of the bottle, obviously It’s something from the Ming Dynasty, it’s really a sin not to change the dynasty.”