Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Duanmu Baolian just pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Wu Jufei. On the surface, this old man looked gentle and elegant, but in fact, he was a funny and humorous elder. When he was provoked, he would act like Angry like a child, is this what people say, young and old?Old people are sometimes like children?

"It's your site, that's right, but it's mine." Lao Bai didn't care about Wu Jufei's attitude at all, squinting his eyes and laughing, "Don't you think I'm dirty and smelly? Tsk tsk, in this case, you What else are you buying?"

"Okay, thirty is thirty, I don't believe in this evil yet." Wu Shufei was about to pick shells while talking.

"Wait!" Lao Bai had already stopped him and shouted.

"What are you going to do again?" Wu Shufei said.

"You haven't paid yet," Lao Bai said.

When Duanmu Baolian heard this, she couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into laughter.

"Look, the little girls are laughing at you." Lao Bai laughed and said, "Give me money, if you want to pick shells, you have to give me money."

"My old man still owes your 50 yuan?" While talking, Wu Shufei greeted the person in charge of their family, and transferred him 50 yuan to Lao Bai.

Seeing this, Jin Rongruo also asked for Lao Bai's account, and turned around 100 million. He wanted to pick [-] shells.

Seeing this, Duanmu Baolian still just smiled, turned around and walked in, thinking in her heart, I'm afraid these two people will be disappointed, right?

Lao Bai's batch of pearl shells has a high probability of producing pearls. They should belong to the extremely high-grade golden butterfly shells and white butterfly shells in the deep sea, and there are also black shells.

Just now Lao Bai introduced to her, what kind of shells produce what kind of pearls, but she still doesn't quite understand.

However, no matter how high the probability is, after being picked away by her so many, there is not a single pearl left, but there is absolutely no such big pearl.

Stuffing all the pearls into the big bag, Duanmu Baolian suddenly felt that although the bag Mr. Mei bought for her was ugly and big, it didn't fit her aesthetics, but it still More practical.There is an old saying in Yingzheng that men are rational animals and pay attention to practicality when buying things, while women are emotional animals and pay attention to beautiful things when buying things.

The antique exchange inside is just beginning, and it is very lively.

"Boss Baolian, this way..." Duanmu Baolian entered, and Yang Nairu called her.

"Mr. Yang, hello!" Duanmu Baolian walked over and saw Yang Nairu surrounded by a group of people, looking at an ancient painting.

"Come and have a look, it's a good thing." Yang Nairu smiled.

Duanmu Baolian leaned over, and her eyes fell on the ancient painting. On the painting was a green willow, and below it was a tender yellow chicken. There were a lot of words written on it, but she didn't read it carefully, her eyes fell on the signature.

The inscription is very strange, it seems to be a "sky", but there is a distance between the top and bottom of "sky".

The font is the thin gold font that she likes very much. Looking at the inscription, Duanmu Baolian immediately remembered that she likes to use a pseudonym instead of a real person's name on ancient paintings, and use such a character, only one people.

Song Huizong!

It is said that this inscription also has another meaning, which is called: "One person in the world!"

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