"Come on, you two. Hurry up and get things done. This place is not for you to stay long."

Mr. Lin and Mr. Chen are in a trance when Zhou qingbarley suddenly says this with a serious face. The voice is not finished, then turn round to go to the front that golden and resplendent gate directly.

Two people see, where still dare to be in a daze, hurriedly return to God to trot to follow up.

Through the front gate, they really entered the core area of Huafeng bank. If you're right, it should have been a very important palace in the old imperial palace.

Who would have thought that now it has become the office of a mysterious antique shop. At the same time, we can see how strong huafenghang is. It is surprising that a part of the palace can be set aside for its own use.

The palace is resplendent and resplendent. Looking up, there are valuable treasures everywhere. Old Lin and boss Chen were dazzled and sighed in their hearts.

It's really an eye opener for antique lovers like them to have a chance to come here in their lifetime.

"Mr. Wu, do you have time?" Zhou Qinghao took them to a hall behind the palace, pushed the door open and asked in a loud voice.

"Little shopkeeper, what brings you here today?" In the hall, an old man with white hair and dressed in Tang costume put down his utensils and replied half jokingly.

Seeing the old man, Mr. Lin and Mr. Chen were shocked all over again.

It turns out that Mr. Wu is no one else. He is Mr. Wu Qianzhi, the chief treasurer of huafenghang and the honorary president of the national antique Association.

The old man, who is nearly 100 years old, has been the chief treasurer since the founding of huafenghang. Naturally, there is no need to say more about his level.

Mr. Lin and Mr. Chen see the old man in the newspapers and magazines related to shareholders all the time, so how can they not recognize him. However, they never thought that one day they would be able to stand in front of him and let him give them a hand.

"These two friends, there's something I'd like you to help me with." Zhou qingbarley is not nonsense, straight to the point.

When boss Chen heard this, he was not stunned. He immediately tried to take out his colorful chicken bowl.

However, old Wu waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "young shopkeeper, what treasure should be sent to me for identification? You know, I never identify useless things. "

Listen to him say so, boss Chen's face Shua red, quickly back to the original place, trembling.

Zhou highland barley mouth light Yang, gather to Wu old ear whispered a few words. Hearing this, Mr. Wu immediately narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked in a low voice:

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Zhou Qinghao does not think about cableway.

After thinking about it again, Mr. Wu said to boss Chen, "take the things here."

Boss Chen subconsciously looked at Zhou highland barley and saw him nod before he dared to take things over.

"Chicken bowl cup? It's kind of interesting. " Seeing the cup he took out, Mr. Wu was slightly amused.

Then he took the cup and held it in his hand to the level of his sight. He looked at it carefully for a while.

Boss Chen kept swallowing his saliva and was very nervous.

"How is it, Mr. Wu? Is it real or fake?" After a while, Zhou Qingke asked tentatively.

"It's a fake, but it's a good imitation. I really can't see without a power line. Even I spent almost two minutes. "

Is it true or not?

Hearing Mr. Wu's reply, boss Chen's face immediately showed a lost expression.