The grandma of the god of all worlds in the city

Chapter 92
To celebrate the birthday of this respectable old man, gifts are naturally indispensable.

Except for Lin Chongtao's gift, everyone present offered their hearts one after another, but most of them were antique calligraphy and paintings.

"Is this painting really Tang Bohu's original work? It can't be fake, right?" The people below saw Lin Chongtao's painting, but they didn't think it was Tang Bohu's real work.

After all, there are very few Tang Yin's authentic works that have been handed down to the world, very few, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

"It's true." Master Mo is also very skeptical, but with his years of collection and identification ability, he can still tell the truth from the fake.

"No way? Mr. Mo, you have to be careful, if you accept counterfeit products, it will be a shameful thing!" said an old man next to him.

When receiving gifts, people generally don't care about high or low, but being confused by others is a shame, and this face can't afford to be ashamed.

"What counterfeit? That vase in your hand is a counterfeit. It's fake. You want to confuse Grandpa Mo." Lingling next to him said to him.

"Kid, go and go, it's none of your business here." The old man holding the blue vase didn't care about the child, but just drove her aside.

"Holding a piece of handicraft that shows you, even calling it a blue vase from the Song Dynasty, and saying that other people's things are counterfeit, this is really thick-skinned." Lingling thought of her father once explaining the shameless words to her.

Don't look at her three-year-old appearance now, because she has read thousands of volumes recently, she looks old-fashioned when she speaks.

"Sister, don't you know that the older a person is, the thicker his skin is. He is nicknamed Zhan Lao and sells the old, and there is another saying that he does not respect the old. He thinks that he has traveled a lot and has seen a lot of the world, so he looks like he knows everything. .” Xuanxuan said to his sister.

The old man didn't care much about the children just now, but now the two little guys are speaking so loudly with a childish voice, everyone is looking at him, which makes his face stiffen.

"Little boy, didn't your parents teach you to be polite?" said the old man.

"My dad said, don't be polite with shameless people. If you take a fake thing yourself, even if you say that others are fake, you say, you don't want to be shameless." Lingling said with a small mouth.

This sentence made this old man so angry that his mustache exploded. You know, the blue vase in his hand is more than 100 million yuan; and it was sent by an old acquaintance. .

"Old Tan, look at how angry you are, you won't tell us that you are fussing with a three-year-old kid, right?" Several old friends nearby looked at him and said angrily.

"I'm so pissed off, little boy, I'll hold it up for a while, I'll see how you get slapped in the face." This guy called Old Tan held the blue vase and said, "Several old friends, come and help me , look at my blue vase."

The three of Lingxue, Zhilan, and Mother Lin who were standing next to her could be considered to have seen these two cuties.

At such a young age, with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, it's amazing!
The rarer things like antiques are, the more valuable they are to collect; antiques like blue vases are also very particular, and the most valuable are the tributes handed down for the emperor to appreciate.

"Mr. Tan, why don't you let Lingling make a 'block' with you. If something in your hand is real, I will give you 300 million yuan. If it is fake, you will give me 600 million yuan. How can you kiss me?" !" Lingling took out a bank VIP card from her schoolbag and said.

Several guests next to him, including Lin Chongtao and the others, were also stunned when they heard Lingling's words.

Did this sentence really come from a three-year-old child?
It's fine to make a 'block', and the price is 300 million yuan. She doesn't know, how much is 300 million yuan?
Of course Lingling knows how much 300 million yuan is, and now both of them have learned the concept of mathematics at the high school level.

But Lingling thought that her father was a delivery boy in the past, earning only three to five yuan per order, and she didn't want her father to be a delivery boy again.

Now Lingling and Xuanxuan have the same heart, they want to earn more money for their father and mother, they don't want them to work part-time jobs, they don't want them to be scolded by their bosses, they want them to stay at home and spend more time with them.

"Little friend, do you have any money in this card?" Master Tan couldn't help but cast his eyes on Lin Chongtao.

"I have 600 million yuan in this card!" Lingling said.

"Then you can make up your own mind about your money. If you lose, don't cry and be foolish." Master Tan looked at Lin Chongtao's unreasonable look, and thought to himself: "This little devil is too rich, right? ?”

"I can make my own decisions, how about you, don't you dare? Or are you afraid that your things are fakes, don't you dare?" Lingling pointed to the blue vase on the table.

"Sister, maybe he doesn't have confidence in his own things, and he is afraid of losing to you." Xuanxuan held the puppy in his hand and said, "Puppy, tell me, the older a person is, the more afraid he is, afraid of losing to a dog." Three-year-old kid, I really want to despise him."

Xuanxuan's words made this old man Tan unable to hold back no matter how well-bred he was, and when he saw this golden-haired puppy and heard Xuanxuan's words, he was still nodding, looking at this old man Tan, With a look of contempt in his eyes, he whimpered a few times.

Even puppies are despised, but no matter how much he can sit still, everyone in the audience will obey him.

"Whoever said that, I'll compare with you. I don't believe it. The thing I bought for 150 million yuan is fake." Mr. Tan saw so many people staring at him and said, "Old man Lin, this matter, Can you decide? Or let your granddaughter mess around?"

"Hehe, the money is theirs, they can do whatever they like, I can't control it, but to be honest, your stuff, whether it's real or fake, if you lose, you really have to give 600 million Yuan her. I don’t want to chase after you for debts every day until I don’t even have friends.” Lin Chongtao said to him.

"Fart, isn't it only 600 million yuan, my coffin is worth more than a billion yuan, is it even worse? I'm just afraid that if I hit you in the face, if you ask everyone to beat you back, I won't be able to offend you Professor Jiumen. "Old Tan thinks of their nine sects, they are all of the same mind, and he is afraid that they will be tricked by them in the future.

You know, in the collection of the antique world, one of the ten antiques comes from their old nine families, and the certificates of authenticity of the antiques are all from their hands.

As long as the authentication certificate issued by them, even those who don't understand it, will be 100% confident that it is genuine.

Therefore, word of mouth and reputation are very important.

"Don't worry, how can we participate in children's fights and fights? We can't afford to lose our face." Lin Chongtao said to him with a smile.

He didn't participate because he believed in his grandson, not to mention, the authentic painting of Tang Bohu in his hand was discovered by his grandson.

He trusted these two young geniuses very much, and felt that the two little devils were digging a hole, waiting for Tan Lao to jump.

If you win, you will get 300 million yuan from the child. If you lose, you will be compensated with 600 million yuan. This abacus is really not ordinary.

(End of this chapter)