Dad: A cute two-year-old baby comes to your door at the beginning

About two hours.

A plane slowly landed at the Modu Airport from the direction of the imperial capital, this trip was none other than Ye Xuan, who was in the limelight at the imperial capital airport, his wife and two super cute twin daughters.

"Hee-hee, the ghost story you tell is super good, the ghost blowing the lamp is so scary!"

"Mm-huh, it's super interesting, I'll tell us when I get home~"

The two little guys said excitedly, Mu Hanxue's pretty face on the side was a little unnatural, these two little guys are really not ordinary.

What that bastard was thinking in his head, it was too scary, what a nine-story demon tower, a corpse cockroach or something, she could still feel the cool wind blowing.

"Mama, you won't be scared by the ghost story of Baba, right?

"It's useless, those ghost stories are fake. "

Mu Hanxue," ......."

Being ruthlessly pierced by the two little guys, Mu Hanxue almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out, and the strength of the pit mother is.

After talking for a while, the two little guys just flickered with big eyes, and looked at their Ma Ma cutely, "Ma Ma, do you want us to give gifts to my grandfather too." "

That's right, this is the first time that the puppets have celebrated their grandfather's birthday." The

two little guys chattered and said, the old man was so good to them, and before Mu Hanxue could reply, the two little guys turned to the omnipotent Baba, "Baba, we also want to give a gift to the old man." The

cute voice, Ye Xuan's ears were soft when he listened, and he couldn't adapt to the coquettishness of the two super cute and cute daughters.

"Yes, my two little darlings. One

big hand rubbed the heads of the two little ones dotingly, and skillfully held the two little ones in his arms.

"Hee-hee, poop is so good. "

Moda, mua~~"

The two little guys kissed Baba affectionately, and now they really envy the other people at the exit of the airport, even Mu Hanxue herself is sour in her heart, this guy really sprinkles dog food as soon as he gets the opportunity.

"Wow, what a cute little Lori. "

Boom, I really want to take one home, every day!"

"Little sister and little sister, let's go, little sister has delicious cherries at home." "

Huh..... Those two little Lori's poops are so familiar, as if I've seen them somewhere, super like Prince Charming.

"Handsome guy, come to the bowl, this little beauty promises not to squeeze you dry~~"

..........

The chatter came from the side, and Ye Xuan was holding the two little guys, followed by Mu Hanxue, whose eyes were full of envy, and walked towards the Longda Market next to the airport, where you could buy anything you wanted.

At Ronda Market, there is nothing you can think of that is not available here.

"Those who come from the south and go to the north, those who have been to the United States, those who have been to Hong Kong

, take a look and take a look~" "Two yuan, the whole audience is two yuan, you can't buy two yuan, you can't buy it at a loss, you can't be fooled." The

noisy shouting made Ye Xuan and the others feel like they were in a temple fair for a while, but the atmosphere was weaker than that of the temple fair.

It was the morning here, and there were a lot of people and a lot of people, all the tall, short, fat and thin.

Following the signs, you soon came to the antique area, which is small but has everything.

Antique porcelain, calligraphy and painting wine cups are dizzying.

Ye Xuan swept it, the authenticity of the antique calligraphy and painting was clear at a glance, Mu Hanxue saw the operation of the big pig's trotters, and couldn't help but think of a scene that happened in the Demon Capital Antique Street, that time this wilted guy shot twice, the first time he picked up the missing Warring States glazed bottle and sold it for a high price of 6 million, and the second one was even more unbelievable It is likely to be the "Lanting Collection Preface" of the book saint Wang Xizhi's authentic work, but I don't know that this time there is another antique dealer who is going to be unlucky.

The exclusion speed is very fast, and Ye Xuan has the gifts of the two little guys, Tongtong and Mengmeng.

"Longquan ink clay: 500g superb. The color is vermilion and shiny, bright and eye-catching. It does not solidify in winter, does not seep oil in summer, overflows with fragrance, and never fades... Appraisal value: 500,000 RMB [Note: Valuable and unmarketed treasures]!" "

Mulberry paper: 100 sheets of 100% integrity. Mulberry paper fiber is fine, the texture is clear, tough and strong, 100 folds are not damaged, light but not bone..... Firm value: 1 million [Note: Valuable treasures]!" "

Two pieces of information poured into the field of vision in a row, and they were still in a stall, which happened to be used as a birthday gift for Mu Hanxue's grandfather by two little guys, which was very suitable.

"This boss, what do you want. When

the vendor boss saw the business coming to his door, he hurriedly greeted him warmly, and of course, the most important thing was that he had been observing words and expressions for many years, and the owner in front of him was not short of money at first glance.

About two or three minutes later, Ye Xuan spent 1,000RMB to buy the piece of Longquan ink clay and 100 well-preserved mulberry paper.

"Boss, go slowly, welcome to come back next time!" The

vendor owner sold a piece of mud and a pile of paper he picked up in the morning for 1,000 oceans, and his heart was happy.

Leaving Ronda Market, I drove towards Kowloon Villa with one foot on the accelerator.

"I'll go, okay, Lao Li, I remember you picked it up in the morning.

"Tut-tut, it's a thousand yuan that changes hands, and this money is no different from picking it up. "

No, Lao Li, you have to invite us to drink two drinks today. The

surrounding vendors were full of envy and heated discussions, and Lao Li was very happy when he listened, "No problem, I will definitely let you drunkards have fun tonight." The

atmosphere was very enthusiastic, but it didn't end there, and the arrival of one person turned the comedy into a tragedy.

I saw a handsome young man come to the field and follow the approximate position to Lao Li's stall, "Boss, have you seen a black handbag, there is a piece of ink and a pile of paper in the bag?"

Black handbag? Pretended

to ponder for a moment, and shook his head with the acting spirit, this acting skill is more than enough to win an actor, it's a pity not to mix in the entertainment industry.

"It's a problem.

The young man's eyebrows frowned, he spent more than a million yuan to buy those two things, which were originally intended for Chen Lao's birthday.

This young man's name is Tong Zixuan, he is the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Writers Association, and he is the most popular figure who has been promoted to the vice president of the Imperial Capital Writers Association this year, and he also has an identity, he is the only disciple of Feng Rumin, the current president of the Writers Association, and he is also the junior whom Feng Rumin values very much, and he is also the suitor of Feng Rumin's granddaughter Feng Mengyao.

Although the two were five or six years apart, Tong Zixuan fell in love with Feng Mengyao at first sight, and the first time they met was when he accompanied Feng Lao to Xuanwu University.

This time, he traveled thousands of miles from the imperial capital to strive for the only place to accompany the teacher to the magic capital, in order to be able to take advantage of Chen Lao's birthday banquet this time to capture Feng Mengyao and let her be his girlfriend.

"One hundred thousand!" Thinking

of the Longquan ink and mulberry paper that he had obtained with great effort and a lot of favors, "if you see the black handbag I said and call me to inform me, it will be very important to me." "

Goo!!!

100,000~!!

Hearing Tong Zixuan's words, Lao Li's eyelids jumped wildly, and the surrounding vendor bosses almost didn't scream.

A single piece of information is worth 100,000 yuan, what the hell is the mud of the black handbag and a pile of paper.

Leaving the business card, Tong Zixuan left the field, of course he would not tell Lao Li what was in their handbag until Tong Zixuan left, and the surrounding vendors all surrounded him.

"Lao Li, the situation is not good, it seems that the ink and a pile of paper are not simple.

Obviously, after thinking about it, the surrounding vendors also reacted, and the young man would rather pay 100,000 yuan for the news, which can be imagined as extraordinary as those two things.

"Ahem, Lao Li, you seem to have missed something. "

I....."

The vendor Lao Li Gang wanted to speak, one of the stall owners, who has studied calligraphy and painting, took out the piece of ink clay that he had taken with his mobile phone, and at a certain moment he thought of something, and quickly took out his mobile phone to check it.

"Ah~!"

"This..... Ink mud, Longquan ink mud, I said why the ink mud is a little familiar, it turned out to be the top luxury Longquan ink mud in China, my God!

" The stall owner was shocked, "This kind of ink is said to be more precious than gold, Lao Li's 500g Longquan ink mud is worth at least 200,000 upwards!"

Hearing the words of the stall owner who is more knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting, Lao Li's mind exploded, and the whole person was stupid.

He believes in this boss who knows calligraphy and painting, coupled with the nervous appearance of the young man just now, nine times out of ten that the ink is Longquan ink, but if so, he has lost too much, think about it, something is wrong, the young man was very wrong at that time, what did he experience, and... What was missing.