Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Feng Tang said with a smile: "At that time, Lao Hei ran to me as if he had lost his soul and told me that he was lying on the sofa in my living room, shaking constantly, and I laughed at him fiercely, but when I checked After Miss Duanmu's background, I can't laugh anymore."

Mr. Mei had a vague feeling that something was wrong. After thinking about it, he still asked, "What should I say?"

"What background do I have?" Duanmu Baolian asked in confusion. She was just an ordinary girl who had just graduated from high school. Apart from seeing a first-grade golden plum worm and having the ability to appraise treasures, she had no special skills.

Feng Tang smiled very gently, looked at Mr. Mei and said, "Mr. Mei, did you say it, or did I say it?"

Mr. Mei lowered his head and cursed a bird's language that Duanmu Baolian could not understand. Feng Tang smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Mei, I can't understand English either. You should speak Huaxia."

"I said, you guys really meddle in your own business." Mr. Mei said angrily.

"If it wasn't for the coincidence of Lao Hei, if it wasn't for the earth bottle falling in the South China Sea, the doctor would be in a hurry." Feng Tang sighed helplessly, "They come to Jinling one after another to trouble me, I really don't want to worry about it It's a nosy matter, you said it well, I like to live a leisurely life in Jinling, but after being disturbed by them, I live my life today, and my family can catch up with the ancient tomb."

Mr. Mei was restless and couldn't help sneering: "As you are, don't they dare to go to your house and take something?"

Duoduo couldn't bear it any longer, and said with a light smile, "Our young master doesn't like antiques, but when those people come, they don't have anything to give away, so they just send some old things. Those things are easy to sell, Mr. Feng Watching, I often feel irritable."

"If you don't like it, you can give it to me." Duanmu Baolian said, "I'm a cute antique."

"Those things are not easy to sell." Feng Tang shook his head.

"Are there any antiques that are not easy to sell?" Duanmu Baolian asked in confusion, "Also, what is my history?"

"Some famous artifacts that have not been handed down from generation to generation are not easy to get rid of." Feng Tang smiled lightly, "If Miss Duanmu is interested, you can go to my place to find out."

"Oh?" Duanmu Baolian was still wondering, suspicious in her heart, what kind of antiques could there be, it would be hard to sell them, at most they would be a little eye-catching, it would be inconvenient to sell them, and it would cause some insignificant troubles, right?

"Could it be something that came out of the museum?" Duanmu Baolian asked curiously.

"If it's something in a museum, if it's inherited in an orderly manner, no matter how expensive it is, there are people who are not afraid of death and dare to buy it." Mr. Mei shook his head. Feng Tang and the others are doing this kind of business, so they must have a complete sales system. I don't know why at the beginning. Lao Hei wants to send those things to Jinmeifang instead of going through their own sales system.

Or he didn't want others to take a share of the pie, or the first meeting was arranged deliberately by them.

However, all of this is not important now, the important thing is - what should I do about this matter?These people obviously know what Duanmu Baolian likes, and the things they send over are all for her liking, not to mention she is not willing to let go, even if she is willing to let go, Feng Tang and others will not give up easily.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Duanmu Baolian was very curious. Listening to their tone of voice, she seemed to have some background?Could it be that she is really a ghost walking out of an ancient painting?