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Because Bai Yulu was too nervous, she didn't even notice Ye Xiaohe's startled expression.

He just stared at Bai Qianfan.

However, Bai Qianfan didn't take her seriously at all, and started to taste the skewers after receiving them.

This is somewhat bland and breezy.

Bai Yulu froze for a moment.

Silently walked to the side, and distributed the skewers in his hand to Ye Xiaohe, "Divide it among yourself."

The skewers in his hand were all thrown to Ye Xiaohe.

Ye Xiaohe was stunned.

Me? ? ?

He watched Bai Yulu walk away in a daze, then turned his head to look at Bai Qianfan: "Brother Bai, is there something wrong with her?"

Bai Qianfan gestured to the skewers in his hand, and cursed with a smile: "Eat yours, why are you so talkative."

Ye Xiaohe could only eat the skewers in silence.

She looked suspiciously at Bai Yulu's back.

The monitor has a problem!

Turn your head and look.

Bai Qianfan was looking at his mobile phone, and Ye Xiaohe accidentally caught a glimpse of Bai Qianfan searching the antique street, and immediately became interested.

"You want to go to Antique Street? I know this place well."

Bai Qianfan raised his eyebrows: "Are you familiar?"

Ye Xiaohe scratched his head and smiled: "Speaking of which, my family is all related to antiques. My father is the curator of the Beijing Museum. My father and mother opened a shop in the antique street. I am familiar with all the antique streets in the capital. Brother Bai, where do you want to go?"

Bai Qianfan chuckled, "Go to Changchun Bridge."

Ye Xiaohe also smiled and said: "That's a coincidence, I know this place well, my house is the main store, shall we go after the meeting?"

Bai Qianfan nodded.

After six o'clock in the evening, the barbecue ended.

I thought this picnic would last until seven or eight o'clock, but who knew that everyone ate too fast.

Even some students are not full.

Lao Han can only say that next time he has time to prepare well, everyone will leave for school.

Bai Qianfan and Ye Xiaohe chose to leave the team.

Tang Qian and Wei Qingye felt sad about being abandoned, but in the end it was Bai Qianfan who waved, and the two followed.

"Brother Bai, where are you going?"

"Antique Street, together?"

Tang Gan and Wei Qingye looked at each other, nodded, and also wanted to go to the Antique Street to see and see.

The class teacher Lao Han just told the four of them to pay attention to safety and return to school before 09:30.

The four nodded.

Afterwards, the team headed by Bai Qianfan rushed towards Changchun Bridge Antique Street aggressively.

Among the returning crowd, Bai Yulu kept secretly staring at Bai Qianfan.

I was thinking about this mysterious boy who made the big guys in the rivers and lakes bow down... Could it be that he wants to sell human body organs.

Suddenly, the girl shivered.

The water in Beijing is so deep...

……

Chu Fei drove the four of them to Changchun Bridge.

For this burly man, Ye Xiaohe and the three only thought he was a relative of Bai Qianfan, and they were very polite.

Get out of the car.

Ye Xiaohe took Bai Qianfan into the bustling Changchun Bridge Antique Street.

There is a sense of pride that this place is my home field.

Tang Gan asked curiously: "Ye Xiaohe, why do you know this place so well?"

Ye Xiaohe said with a smile: "That's what my family does. I'll take you for a walk first, maybe we can catch some mistakes... After the walk, I'll take you to my shop for a rest."

"By the way, Brother Bai, what do you want to buy?"

"Buy paintings."

"If you want to draw, go this way..."

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Chapter 129 Shocked (Sixth Kneeling for Subscription Support)

Ye Xiaohe is like a living map of Antique Street.

It's just that Bai Qianfan didn't go to the shop that sells paintings, but stopped at the roadside stalls.

Although Ye Xiaohe had doubts.

But did not think too much.

The four of them wandered around, Bai Qianfan stayed in front of the pavement and changed from time to time.

Tang Qian and Wei Qingye also looked at some gadgets curiously.

The two couldn't help but bought the pendant.

Ye Xiaohe came forward to help the two bargain, and abruptly cut the unit price from 30 yuan to [-] yuan.

The boss looked like you were too ruthless, and was delighted to make the deal, with a credit of [-].

Tang Qian and Wei Qingye played with small objects and followed behind Bai Qianfan and Ye Xiaohe.

"Go here."

Bai Qianfan suddenly stared.

Roadside stall... the stall owner is an old man...

These clues correspond to each other.

Finally found the place Fu Qingqing described.

Various paintings are displayed.

"Brother Bai, is this the only one?" Ye Xiaohe looked curiously, feeling that the store was a bit dark.

A painting that looked like a fake was marked as Mr. Qi's painting.

Ye Xiaohe couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Qi's paintings are at least a few million, and the highest one is over [-] million.

This kind of small shop is priced at [-] and sells all the paintings of the old man?

It can only kill newcomers who don't understand common sense.

Bai Qianfan looked for Huatu.

The little old man introduced it with a smile, "This is a famous painting of the Qing Dynasty", this is a "famous painting of the Tang Dynasty"...

Bai Qianfan picked up a bamboo forest.

The little old man immediately smiled and said, "Boss has a good eye. This painting is a famous teacher in the early Song Dynasty."

When Ye Xiaohe heard this, she just wanted to argue.

But Bai Qianfan said calmly: "The ink used is muddy, and the transition changes are vague... The paper is also modern paper, boss, you are not being kind. The little old man's expression froze.

He said with a dry smile, "So I'm an expert, I'm laughing at you."

Bai Qianfan looked at the booth.

There are three bamboo forest paintings in total, and it will be difficult to find them just by looking at them for a while.

It's not easy for him to study carefully in front of the stall owner, the little old man.

Otherwise, the little old man would definitely take this opportunity to ask for a high price.

Although Bai Qianfan is rich, he can't be slaughtered casually.

The business of this antique street relies on the skills of both parties.

"For 50 yuan, I want all three paintings."

Bai Qianfan said casually.

The little old man had a bitter face inside: "Don't, boss, you just asked for three pieces for 50 yuan, and my purchase is more than this price, 200 yuan for one piece."

Bai Qianfan shook his head: "These two paintings are lacking in artistry. It's obvious that newcomers are practicing brushwork. I think two yuan is too much. This one is okay, it has a bit of artistry, but it lacks in brush and ink skills. Four hundred and fifty yuan is enough. "

The little old man immediately darkened his face.

I thought I could kill Bofei again before closing the stall.

Shuzhi unexpectedly met a knowledgeable person.

Sell ​​a painting with a price tag of 50 yuan for [-] yuan?

If word of this spread, Hu Daniu's reputation would be completely lost.

"You take all the 100 yuan, there really can't be any less."

"make a deal."

Bai Qianfan was straightforward.

The three paintings were bought directly for 100 yuan.

The little old man froze for a moment,

I thought Bai Qianfan would see the saw again.

Who knew this agreed.

The little old man really wanted to give himself a slap in the face, he would have known more.

But this 100 yuan is also a net profit of 90 yuan, so-so.

Received the money.

The little old man looked a little better, "Do the bosses like it?"

He looked at Tang Qian and Wei Qingye.

The two shook their heads.

Ye Xiaohe helped Bai Qianfan put away these paintings, and when he got the bamboo forest map with better painting skills, he suddenly paused.

Mosuo lightly felt it with both hands.

He raised his eyebrows.

Looked up.

Just happened to see Bai Qianfan's half-smile smile.

Ye Xiaohe was taken aback.

My heart was shocked.

What the hell!

Brother Bai even saw the weirdness of this painting! ! !

"Go back first." Bai Qianfan said.

Ye Xiaohe suppressed the shock in her heart, and rolled up the painting more carefully, like holding a golden mountain.