Chapter 77
The painting is indeed worth tens of thousands of yuan, but it is another matter to buy it back. Anyway, it is a work of the late Qing Dynasty with a history of more than 100 years.

When Xuanxuan got this painting, he and Lingling touched it with their fingers, making the little fat man and two older sisters next to them stare at them curiously.

"Little Lingling, Xuanxuan, what are you doing?" the young lady of the Wu family asked curiously.

"Don't tell Fat Brother, this is a picture-in-picture, or is there something hidden in it, do you want, Fat Brother can help you." The little fat man saw the two of them twirling their fingers on the drawing paper and asked.

"Well, well, someone put a layer on it, you can tear it off and have a look." Xuanxuan nodded and said.

"Really? Come on, come on, let Fat Brother see!" The little fat man's eyes lit up when he heard this sentence, and he was thinking in his heart: "My god, why is my heart beating so fast? Did you really find the treasure?"

Sure enough, under the little fat man's professional skills, he really found out that there is another mystery in this painting. As Xuanxuan said, it has been pasted with layers of landscape ink paintings; and the real face is in the picture-in-picture.

Not to mention the surprised look of the little fat man and the others, even Lin Chongtao who had already paid the money and got the invoice was also surprised, feeling that his vision was not even comparable to that of a three-year-old child.

"Oh my god, this is Tang Bohu's authentic painting!" Lin Chongtao said, seeing the author of the painting at a glance.

"Really? Is it really Tang Yin's authentic work?" The fat man asked in disbelief.

"That's right, it's his authentic work, grandson, you are so amazing, come on, take a look, go and see if there are any more, find a few more, or other works, look back, grandpa, I will reward you!" You have a big red envelope." Lin Chongtao smiled and said while hugging this good grandson.

"Really? Grandpa, let me help you shop for treasures too, and I will too." When Lingling heard that there was a red envelope received, she carried the puppy to shop for treasures.

The boss next to him was also dumbfounded. This painting has been in the store for several years. It was indeed spent [-] yuan to get it back from the folks. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an authentic painting by Tang Bohu, worth at least dozens of dollars. over ten thousand dollars.

"Ah, ah, it's a big loss. I'll give you back the 4 yuan. If you give it back to me, I'll subsidize you another 10 yuan. How about it?" the boss said, beating his chest.

"Boss, is this your first time doing business?" The little fat man watched Lin Chongtao roll it up carefully and said, "Believe it or not, I asked someone to smash your shop."

"20 yuan, I will subsidize 20 yuan to you, you have made money, how about it, 20 yuan, how about earning 20 yuan in a few minutes!" The boss stretched out two fingers and said.

"Sorry, I don't plan to sell it, I want to give it to a friend!" Lin Chongtao said as he put it in a box.

"Oh, well, take your time shopping, and this time, you're really at a loss!" Seeing that Lin Chongtao didn't sell it, he shook his head and shook his head.

"Don't say you were wrong, I, Uncle Lin, is an ancient scholar, so I'm also wrong." The little fat man comforted him.

"I'm old, I'm old, my eyesight is dim." Lin Chongtao, who put away the scroll, shook his head and said.

At this moment, the two cute babies pointed to two items on the shelf and asked their grandfather to find them, saying that there were treasures hidden in them.

This time, the boss was shrewd. When he heard the words of the two cute babies, he immediately put them away.

In a word, don't sell, yes, just don't sell.

"Yeah, do you do business like this, what do you mean it's not for sale?" The little fat man stopped scolding when he saw the boss.

"Sorry, these two things have already been ordered by customers, and I forgot to put them away just now, sorry, sorry!" The boss said to them with a smile.

"Fuck you, uncle, are you playing tricks, aren't you?" The little fat man couldn't help cursing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't sell it. Anyway, I made money this time, but can you let me see what's hidden inside?" Lin Chongtao knew that the boss was a traitor, and he wanted to buy it from him. These two things are impossible.

But they were very curious whether there were really treasures hidden inside. If it was true, they would take these two cute treasures to Taobao in the future, and their nine-door business would soon return to its former glory.

"It seems possible, but let's say yes, these two things have already been ordered." The boss said to them.

"Okay, let's take a look, eh-yes, to be honest, I really want to kill you, an unscrupulous profiteer." The little fat man looked at the boss angrily and scolded.

Two things, one is a bronze ware tower, and the other is a wooden animal, which seems to be a little old.

"Xuanxuan, Lingling, how do you open this?" Lin Chongtao looked at it for a long time, but found no switch or anything like that.

"Eunuch, how stupid!" Xuanxuan said.

"..." The people around me were speechless.

Afterwards, they saw Xuanxuan's chubby little hand in the nine-story bronze tower, turning slightly and gradually, making it difficult for people to find that it was a mechanism, because every time it turned, the movement was really small, less than five degrees Angle, at most I thought it was a little loose parts.

Xuanxuan held it in his hand, and turned it once and for all, as if he knew this bronze tower very well. After turning seven, seven, four or nine times on each continuous level; A small window slowly unfolded on the top.

"This..." Lin Chongtao and the others were dumbfounded. They were first surprised by the cleverness of this cute baby, and then they were stunned by the baby on the bronze tower.

"It can't be a relic, right?" The little fat man looked at the crystal and asked with a faint white light.

"That's right, it's the relic." Lin Chongtao, a knowledgeable professor, said.

"Which one is the relic of an eminent monk?" The shop owner couldn't help asking, thinking in his heart: "It's developed, it's developed."

"There are scriptures in the pagoda, let me see, let me see!" Lin Chongtao looked at the scriptures written in gold lacquer under the mother-finger-sized relic.

"It seems to be in Sanskrit. Could it be from Sakyamuni? If so, wouldn't it be worth more than tens of millions of yuan?" The little fat man asked as he looked at the relic the size of a female finger.

At the same time, I was also thinking in my heart: "My mother, my brother's baby is only three years old, how can he be so powerful, and can break through such a profound mechanism."

"Boss, now that you are well-off, should you give our baby some wages, not much, let's give it a little over one hundred and one hundred thousand yuan." Miss Zhang's family next to her said to the smiling boss.

"Yes, yes, if there is no cute baby from our family to open the mechanism, no one can open it at all. This kind of treasure can only be hidden in this bronze tower forever." The eldest lady of the Zhang family also said.

"There is no one million yuan, but 100 yuan is okay, what do you think." The boss said cheekily.

"You still have to be shameless. If you sell this thing and it's worth more than 500 million yuan, you can use 10 yuan to send the beggar away." The little fat man pointed at him and scolded him, thinking to himself: "Next time you shop for treasure, you can't buy it." Let Mengbao say there is a baby inside!"

 Just came back from the construction site, a belated update, thank you friends for your support, please tip!
  
 
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