"No, I've said it all without any regrets! Take the money!" Zhu Yihua said shamelessly.

"Dad, can you lend me three hundred thousand first?"

Mo Xiaosheng said to Qiao De embarrassedly, he didn't have a penny on him.

A burst of jeers suddenly broke out from the crowd, "It turns out he is a pauper."

"Why bother? Just make a fool of yourself and pretend to be fat."

"If I have such a stupid son-in-law, I will definitely let my daughter divorce him."

"Xiaosheng, is there an interlayer in this painting?" Qiao De approached Mo Xiaosheng and asked in a low voice.

Ever since people in the antique circle knew that Ming Qie Tie was hidden in the counterfeit layer, they all checked their calligraphy and paintings, and Zhu Yihua was no exception, so he naturally checked the painting thoroughly.

"No." Mo Xiaosheng shook his head.

"Then why did you buy it?" Hearing this, Qiao De wondered whether his son-in-law was inflated, and his voice became colder.

"Although there is no mezzanine, there may be another mystery." Mo Xiaosheng said to Qiao De with a solemn expression.

"It's possible." Upon hearing this, Qiao De immediately gave up the idea of ​​lending him money, "You can figure it out yourself."

At this time, Wang Xuan came over and said, "What's wrong, Xiaosheng?"

"I plan to buy this painting. If you have 300,000 yuan, lend it to me first and pay it back to you when I have the money." Mo Xiaosheng said.

"I'll give it to you." But before Wang Xuan could say anything, Qiao Yiyi walked up and said something proactively. Then she took out her mobile phone and transferred 300,000 to Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo Xiaosheng then transferred the money to Zhu Yihua.

Mo Xiaosheng held the painting in his hand and looked at Qiao Yiyi, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe it." Qiao Yiyi nodded, but she was a little confused about what kind of medicine Mo Xiaosheng was buying now.

"Okay, I'll give you a surprise later." After saying that, Mo Xiaosheng suddenly grabbed the painting and tore it apart hard. Hiss, the scrolls at both ends of the good brocade painting were torn off immediately. The painting was also torn.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. It's over. This young man is crazy. Why did he suddenly tear up what he just spent 300,000 yuan on?

"Oh, three hundred thousand, just compensation." Qiao De covered his chest in distress, and looked at Qiao Yiyi, "He is a waste, you should be stupid too."

"Dad, don't take money so seriously." Qiao Yiyi somehow managed to stand with Mo Xiaosheng today, "Besides, I believe him."

"Hey, hey..." Qiao De didn't have time to stop him, and suddenly he felt like a thousand arrows were piercing his heart. Qiao Yiyi frowned slightly, not knowing what Mo Xiaosheng was doing. But she knew he wouldn't do it for no reason.

Mo Xiaosheng took out the torn scroll and turned it over in his hand, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Don't tell me, this scroll is quite good, the wood is delicate." A person in the crowd who has a lot of research on ancient wood couldn't help but say.

I saw two wooden scrolls, black and red, shiny, indeed different from ordinary wood.

Mo Xiaosheng handed the scroll to Mr. Tao and said, "Mr. Tao, although you specialize in calligraphy and painting, I heard that you also have a lot of research in wood carving. Let's see if these two pieces of wood are worth some money."

After Mr. Tao clearly saw the scroll in Mo Xiaosheng's hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly took it carefully, then put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that everyone was looking at the scroll in Tao's hand attentively, Zhu Yihua was a little disapproving. In his opinion, it was just two broken pieces of wood. There was nothing interesting about it.

"Agarwood, it really is agarwood!"

Mr. Tao, who had been examining it for a long time, suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Agarwood?"

Everyone around them couldn't help but be surprised. They must know that agarwood is an extremely valuable wood. In ancient times, it was said to be worth ten thousand yuan, and it is even more expensive in modern times.

Mr. Tao put the painting scroll between his nose and smelled it carefully, and said: "It has been so long that the surface has formed patina, but the fragrance is still so strong. It can be seen that it contains a lot of oil. The color of the whole body is dark, and it looks ink under the light."

It’s green, and the oil fiber is white-gold. If I guessed correctly, it should be the white Qinan among Qinan.”

Everyone was in an uproar. You must know that Qinan is the best among agarwood varieties. Nowadays, one gram of Qinan powder on the market has been sold for thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars. How much are two such large sticks of Qinan worth?

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"When I scratched the texture with my nails just now, it felt very sticky and soft. It can be seen that the degree of alcoholization is very high. It should be the top-grade nanmu produced in Hainan. Congratulations to you, young man." Tao Lao smiled and looked at Mo Xiaosheng, holding the scroll in his hand.

Hand it back to him.

Qinnan is a spice specially used by the ancient royal family. Since this painting was made by a member of the royal family, it is normal to use Qinnan wood for the scroll. However, the scroll is sewn and wrapped in brocade. If you don't tear it out, you will really find out.

No, so in the eyes of others, Mo Xiaosheng is regarded as a fool with a lot of luck.

"It's true that stupid people have stupid blessings, alas."

"Had I known it, I would have rushed to buy it. I would have bought it for six million."

"Come on, you don't have that life."

Many red-eyed people in the crowd also sighed, wondering why they were not so lucky.

Qiao De, who was sitting on the chair feeling distressed, stood up suddenly when he heard this, walked over quickly to pass the two scrolls and took a closer look, and said excitedly: "Mr. Tao, are you sure? This is really a strange nanmu."

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Mr. Tao nodded and smiled and said, "Although I don't specialize in this area, I still have some confidence. I can't go wrong."

"Xiaosheng, you are really the lucky star of our Qiao family!"

As he said that, Qiao De was about to grab the two scrolls, which were Qi Nanmu.

But Mo Xiaosheng was one step ahead of him, missed his hand, and handed the two pieces of strange nanmu to Qiao Yiyi, "Here, I bought these with your money."

Qiao Yiyi looked at Mo Xiaosheng, with a flash of complexity in her eyes, and also some joy. She took the two pieces of nanmu, turned them over in her hands and looked at them. Qiao De stood aside, with an expression on his face that he clearly wanted to put these pieces together.

He took the two pieces of strange nanmu as his own. But now that they were in Qiao Yiyi's hands, he didn't dare to take them.

Zhu Yihua, who was hiding in the crowd, looked like he was about to cry. Why didn't he think of taking a look at the two scrolls? As a result, Mo Xiaosheng took advantage of it, and the three hundred thousand yuan turned into a sky-high price in the blink of an eye.

If this spread, his designation would become a joke in the antique circle. Thinking that he didn't dare to stay any longer, he walked away in despair while no one was paying attention.

"Xiaosheng, please sell these two pieces of Qinan to me." Zhou Chen heard the movement and hurriedly squeezed over. He looked at the Qinan in Qiao Yiyi's hand with a look of urgency on his face.

If these two pieces of wood were given to him, the price would at least double.

"You have to ask about my wife." Mo Xiaosheng smiled and praised Qiao Yiyi's position very high.

"Okay." Qiao Yiyi handed the two pieces of strange nanmu to Zhou Chen.

"How about this, I pay 30 million to buy these two pieces of wood, and if I make money later, I will give you 20% back. How about that?" Zhou Chen took the two pieces of strange nanmu and was quite happy.

"Okay!" Qiao Yiyi nodded slightly.

Soon Zhou Chen found someone to transfer the money to Qiao Yiyi's card. When she saw the text message reminder on her phone, even though she was calm and indifferent, she laughed happily.

Qiao Yiyi's eyes couldn't help but soften a bit when she looked at Mo Xiaosheng.

The next two sets of auctions were full of famous products, and Qiao De also followed the call several times, but when the price went up, he felt sorry for the money and was reluctant to follow, so he had to give up.

Although he no longer cared about the two strange nanmu trees, he had some calculations about Qiu Yiyi's 30 million. After all, he was a businessman, and Qiu Yiyi was his daughter. Although he could not say anything, his wife

Dongqing can do it. If not, he can ask for 10 million, maybe, he thought in his heart.

Qiao De made a mental calculation and decided to have a serious discussion with Dongqing when he went back today to see how he could get some of the money.

After the antique auction is the thank you banquet, and after the dinner is the rough stone auction.

Because the properties of rough stones and antiques are different, the groups naturally come and go, so during the dinner, many new faces appeared, and a large part of the people in the afternoon also left.

Zhou Chen arranged for Mo Xiaosheng and the others to sit at the main table in the front, but Mo Xiaosheng felt that he was dressed too casually and looked quite shabby. He was afraid of losing face to Zhou Chen, so he refused. He and Qiu Yiyi

He sat at an empty table in the back row.

Zhou Chen and Wang Xuanxuan also sat over with bowls and chopsticks.

"Xiaosheng, you helped Zhou Chen make a lot of money today. You can also help me with the rough stone auction later. It doesn't take much, just let me make ten or twenty million. Then I will be awesome in front of my dad."

It's broken." Wang Xuanxuan looked at Lin Yu expectantly.

"I'm just lucky. I barely know a thing or two about antiques. I've never come across rough stones." Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and smiled, "Betting on stones, the key lies in the word "bet", the element of luck.

Very big.”

Although he said this, to him it was all the same and there was not much difference.

After all, he had already been in the limelight tonight and made money, so there was no need to show off any more, otherwise it might cause some trouble.

Wang Xuan sighed, feeling quite disappointed. Based on his ability, it would be good if he could not lose money tonight.

"Miss, your flowers."

At this time, the waiter suddenly came over, holding a bouquet of large, fiery red roses in his hand, and leaned over to hand it to Qiao Yiyi.

"Hey, who gave this to you? You are so brave. Are you tired of living?"

Before Qiao Yiyi could say anything, Wang Xuan immediately scolded her.

Mo Xiaosheng's expression also changed slightly, and he felt a little unhappy. He dared to send flowers to his wife in front of him, and he didn't take him seriously.

"Send it back to whoever asked you to send it here." Qiao Yiyi said in a cold voice without even looking at it.

"That gentleman said he was your friend and asked you to take a look at the calligraphy card on the flower first." The waiter looked embarrassed and looked at Wang Xuan cautiously.
Chapter completed!