Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

It happened that Jin Rongruo was also about to leave, and he was very enthusiastic to send Duanmu Baolian back.

Duanmu Baolian thought for a while, but she didn't refuse. Before leaving, that fat uncle Yang Nairu called her, and went to her Jinmeifang in a few days to see if there were any good things. She naturally had no objection, and agreed with a smile. with.

Jin Rongruo was very gracious, he sent her directly to the gate of Jinmeifang, and then asked her: "Are you free tomorrow night?"

Duanmu Baolian smiled playfully: "You want to invite me to watch a movie?"

Jin Rongruo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to a movie."

"Hee hee..." Duanmu Baolian smiled, "Your interest is only those pearls, don't worry, I will pick out what I want today, and you can come over at around six o'clock tomorrow night, and we can discuss the specific price."

"Okay!" Jin Rongruo agreed, watched her get out of the car and walked into Jinmeifang, and then he watched the door of Jinmeifang close before driving away.

Duanmu Baolian returned to Jinmeifang and took a shower. For some reason, she was not sleepy when it was already 11:30. Could it be that this is what people say—people feel refreshed on happy occasions?

While thinking in her heart, she fetched clean water and a washbasin, took out the pearls, washed them again, and picked out the ones she wanted to keep.

The two guys just washed it with clean water, and it smelled fishy. She didn't like it very much. The pearls were cute and beautiful, but she didn't like the fishy smell of the king butterfly shell.

After washing all the pearls and storing them in categories, Duanmu Baolian's eyes fell on the picture of the green willow and yellow chicken, wondering what the hell is that scroll?

After thinking about it, she found a fruit knife, and carefully scraped off the bottom of the scroll, and then the wooden stick made her a little worried, and she didn't know what kind of wood it was made of, so hard, the fruit knife scraped it up That is to leave a shallow trace.

"Hey, master, what are you doing?" Jinmei Bug jumped out from her nails, lay on the back of her hand, and asked curiously.

"At the antique exchange meeting just now, I picked this up. This painting is obviously fake, but you showed that this scroll is a treasure." Duanmu Baolian looked at Jinmei Chong with a smile. Pleasant to the eyes, thinking of those beautiful big pearls, she immediately put the golden plum bug from her mouth, ahh, kissed it, and said with a smile, "Your performance today is really good."

"Haha...haha..." The golden plum worm was immediately complacent, elated in an instant, it is such a waste worm, and it is sometimes praised by the master, "Of course, I am a first-grade golden plum worm!"

"But I don't know what this scroll is for." Duanmu Baolian sighed, "It's a piece of black lacquered wood, but it's still hard, not much worse than that pig iron." He raised his hand as he spoke. I feel that this fruit knife is really hard to use, and it can't cut a piece of wood.

The golden plum bug flew to the black lacquered wood, felt it for a while, and it was really hard, and immediately said: "Master, did we buy a small chainsaw last time? Saw it!"

"Yes!" Duanmu Baolian heard the words, patted her head, and said, "Your master, I planed a lot of South Sea shells today, and my brain was flooded, but I forgot." , went out and bought small chainsaws and other tools, and now they are all thrown in the underground storage room.

"Let's go, let's go right away." Duanmu Baolian greeted Jinmei Chong.

"Okay!" Jinmei Chong agreed, flew to Duanmu Baolian's head, and lay quietly on her smooth long hair, like a chic hairpin.

"Hurry up, don't fall and be trampled to death." Duanmu Baolian said worriedly.

"Master, don't worry, the soil compactor can't crush me to death." Jinmei Chong said proudly, besides, how could it fall? After it merged with Duanmu Baolian, it was already a whole body, and there was no possibility of getting lost. nonexistent.