Reborn Ghost Cultivator

Chapter 28 This Is Our Family Clothes Do You Have Comments?

When people come in completely, everyone can see clearly.This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, tall and bright, her eyes seem to have a ray of sunshine that can melt people's hearts, but what is incompatible with her temperament is her dress, that dress, no, maybe it is not called clothes at all, It’s just that the sack has three holes poked, and there is no sign of cutting at all. The hair is also tied with many braids in strange shapes, and it is not as beautiful as the ethnic minorities. , the whole person is dressed more like a beggar, and it is the kind of beggar who is not normal.

"..." Everyone.

Oh my god, today I finally saw what subversion is. Why would a girl dress up like this when she is so pretty and normal?
The girl glanced around the stunned crowd and raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you have any objections to my attire? But even if you have objections, it's useless. This is our family's costume, and everyone must wear it."

"..." Girl, it's hard for you to be born in such a family.

The little old man was the first to wake up from the girl's sharp brother-like attire. He raised his head excitedly and asked, "You said this wasn't something from more than 1000 years ago? But it's clearly the authentic work of the book sage."

"I don't know if it's authentic or not. Anyway, it's not something from more than 1000 years ago. It doesn't have any aura on it. How could it be more than 1000 years?" Grab a handful of snacks and start eating.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. She was kicked out of her family to practice. Because of her attire, almost no one dared to approach her. She had spent all her money and hadn't eaten for a few days. She was starving to death.However, speaking of it, I have to thank the two people in the room. If she didn't feel that there were people of the same kind in the room who wanted to save the world, she would not have come in, let alone have food.

"This..." The old man hesitated. Wang Xizhi's modern calligraphy is sky-high. This word would cost tens of millions, which is not a small sum. If it is true, as the little girl said, it is not something that is more than 1000 years old, and the loss is not small. .

"Grandpa, I can assure you that this calligraphy is authentic." Mo Qianluo said, then casually picked up a very inconspicuous little thing on the shelf, filled it with some spiritual energy while everyone was not paying attention, and handed it To the girl, "Sister, since you can tell the year, can you help me find out when this is?"

The girl has already eaten a lot of kung fu at this moment, and she has a little bit of food in her stomach, and she has a good temper. She took the things in Mo Qianluo's hand, looked carefully, and replied: "This, this should have been there for many years. It’s enough, there’s plenty of aura inside.”

"Bullshit!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he decided that this person had come in to make trouble.Anyone who is really in the antique business knows that antiques are of great value and must be preserved properly, otherwise the damage will be an immeasurable loss. In addition, most people who usually come to the antique city can't afford the really valuable things, so there will be no Instead of displaying genuinely valuable antiques, display items that look vintage but aren't really worth much.

Coincidentally, what Mo Qianluo was holding in his hand was a fake product purchased in the store this year for display, and it cost only about a hundred yuan.

The girl wiped her mouth and argued: "I'm not talking nonsense. This thing is neither a jade nor a spiritual thing. It is only possible to have such ample spiritual energy through years of accumulation."

"Little sister, although I don't know what aura you are talking about, it is indeed a fake that came in from other places today, and is usually sold as souvenirs to tourists." The clerk who had been acting as a wallflower came out and explained.

The girl was puzzled. Seeing everyone saying this made her doubt herself a bit. It was impossible. With such ample aura, how could it be something from this year?

Mo Qianluo didn't care about the girl, she looked straight at the old man: "Grandpa, I can only assure you that this is absolutely authentic, and it's useless for me to say anything else, it's up to you to decide, I don't know what you want how?"

"Grandpa, believe me, you will never regret buying this painting." Song Yi, who had been silent beside him, also said with a cute smile, "I guarantee in the name of the Song family that this is definitely an authentic work."

Seeing Mo Qianluo explaining so hard, Song Yi thought about it and stood up. Before coming to County Y, his parents told him not to mention that he was from the Song family, and that it would be dangerous if he said anything, but Song Yi He didn't believe it at all. He thought it was a sign that his parents didn't like him, so he didn't take it to heart. It's just that he usually repulsed that family, so he didn't mention it at all. This time, his identity was helpful to Mo Qianluo, so he naturally took it. to take advantage of.

As soon as Song Yi's words came out, the middle-aged man's face immediately became serious. He looked at Song Yi, with a little tentativeness: "Song family? Which Song family?" There are many rich families surnamed Song, but the ones that can really make people afraid are ...

"M city, the Song family."

really……

Unexpectedly, the young master of the Song family in M ​​city is actually in the small city Y. It is rumored that the young master of the Song family has been recuperating abroad since he was a child. The place turned out to be City Y.

"Father, you can buy it, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it." The middle-aged man smiled and tried to persuade him.

The old man finally made up his mind and nodded.

In the end, this pair of calligraphy and painting was sold at a price of 800 million. Since the card had not yet been issued, the cash was transferred to Song Yi's account first. After a transaction was completed, Mo Qianluo and the two walked out of the store. After walking a few steps, she looked back. Look, I happened to bump into the store manager's meaningful smile, which inexplicably made her a little uneasy.

The store manager compromised as soon as Song Yi mentioned the Song family. Wouldn't it do any harm to Song Yi?

Thinking of this, Mo Qianluo turned to look at the young lady in front of him who was in a good mood, and shook his head, forget it, there is no way to think about it now, and I will help you pay more attention in the future.

"Hey, why are you in a daze at the same table, hurry up and follow." Song Yi waved in front.

"okay."

……

In the store just now, the old man happily went upstairs with his calligraphy and painting, and the middle-aged man followed him up, and entered the private room upstairs specially set up for receiving distinguished guests. He took out his mobile phone, dialed a group of numbers skillfully, beeped After a few beeps, it was connected over there.

"What's the matter?" came the voice from over there, sounding young and a bit cold.

"Boss, I found the young master of the Song family."

"Oh? The young master of the Song family who was hidden since childhood?" The voice on the other end said with interest.

"Yes, there is a little girl beside him, who looks a bit like..." The middle-aged man paused, hesitating whether he should say it or not.

"A bit like what?"

"It's a bit like... Missy."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, just when the middle-aged man thought that the other end was about to get angry, the voice came from the other end, and no emotion could be heard.

"Send someone to check."

"Okay, boss."

(End of this chapter)