Chapter 8

Chapter 8 buying yellow

Land Rover left the city and after another half an hour, came to a villa community. The security guard saw the license plate and quickly opened the door.

"Rich people, tut tut!" Xia Yan looked at the villas with garden swimming pool passing outside the car and tut tut sighed. He was not jealous, but envy was inevitable. Who didn't want to live in such an environment.

"There are at least 50 million villas here. Boy, how many Requiem stones can you afford one?" Xia Yan sighed. Wen Yipin smiled proudly while driving.

"It really needs a lot." Xia Yan smiled and didn't seem to recognize his disdain. "Your family also lives here?" he asked Wen Yipin.

"This..." Wen Yipin said. His father embezzled a lot of money. He can certainly afford to buy it, but he dare not buy it. It's not good for corrupt officials to be too high-profile.

"Oh, you don't live here either." Xia Yan said in a flat tone, which was explaining a fact, but Wen Yipin's face turned red immediately. Liu Xueer was still sitting in the car. He felt ashamed. If he just looked at Xia Yan and didn't like it, he already hated it now. He secretly decided to teach this steamed stuffed bun a lesson in the future.

Soon, Wen Yipin parked his car at the door of a villa. The camera on the gate turned and soon the gate opened automatically.

The three got off and walked to the villa. After entering the door, Xia Yan found that the villa was bigger than what he saw outside. The lawn was built neatly, and there were ponds, rockeries and fountains. It was so beautiful.

"Miss is back!" a nanny in her forties welcomed her out.

"Aunt Wu, are grandpa and my father at home?" Liu Xueer asked.

"The master is here. There are guests today. The master is talking with the guests. Mr. Liu has gone to the company." the nanny said.

"What guest?" Liu Xueer said carelessly, turning to greet: "come in, Xia Yan, don't change your shoes."

"HMM." Xia Yan walked in boldly and looked around. He was immediately shocked by the magnificent living room. It was too luxurious. I'm afraid the decoration of this huge living room would cost tens of millions.

However, the shock returned to the shock. Xia Yan was not embarrassed at all and walked to the sofa.

"Xia Yan, Wen Yipin, sit down first. I'll tell Grandpa." Liu Xueer said hello and went upstairs. The nanny soon brought tea.

"Boy, why don't you sit? What are you doing walking around?" Xia Yan didn't sit on the sofa, but walked slowly in the living room, stopping from time to time to take a closer look at all kinds of calligraphy, paintings and decorations. What can be placed here is certainly not fake. He saw many calligraphy and paintings of historical celebrities, as well as some blue and white porcelain and jade ornaments. I'm afraid each one is valuable.

"I'll take a look." Xia Yan said without looking back.

"Be careful, boy, you can't afford to damage anything." Wen Yipin shouted.

"Ha ha." Xia Yan smiled, ignoring his sense of superiority for no reason. In other words, this is not wenyipin's home. I don't know what kind of superiority he has.

"Hey, boy, if you're a liar, you still have a chance to escape now. If you're exposed later, you must live in the number. Then I'll take you there myself." Wen Yipin said with a sneer.

"Thank you for your concern!" Xia Yan said without looking back.

"Hum, I'd like to see when your mouth is stiff. Don't think you can deceive Xueer!" Wen Yipin said angrily, hating his calm attitude.

At this time, with the sound of the stairs, Xia Yan turned her head and saw Liu Xueer coming downstairs with a white haired old man's arm. Next to him, there was a dignified middle-aged man, who should be the guest in the mouth of the nanny.

Seeing Liu Xueer's grandfather and the middle-aged man, Wen Yipin's eyes lit up and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Grandpa Liu, uncle Fang!"

"Yipin is also there." the old Liu nodded to him and simply replied. The middle-aged man just nodded slightly in response to him.

"Grandpa, look, this is what I said, Xia Yan!" Liu Xueer helped grandpa sit down on the sofa and introduced Xia Yan to him.

"Hello, old Liu." Xia Yan said. He has always respected the old man.

"Little doll, are you still a student?" although Liu Lao looks like an ordinary old man, he has an indescribable momentum. I'm afraid he was used to giving orders before.

"It's a student," Xia Yan said.

"Students should study hard. Why should they be liars?" old Liu said sternly with a heavy face.

"Grandpa!" Liu Xueer murmured discontentedly. Wen Yipin looked at the play. The middle-aged man just sat quietly on the sofa and looked at it without talking.

Xia Yan was stunned. He really didn't expect the old man to say he was a liar. He is soft rather than hard. If others are rude, he will not rush to flatter others. He leaned back, took up his tea cup, blew it, drank water slowly, and didn't hurry to answer.

Seeing his style, old Liu was stunned and his face showed a trace of anger. The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Xia Yan with interest.

"Boy, Grandpa Liu is asking you!" Wen Yipin shouted. Even he admired Xia Yan's calmness. It's really rare for a liar with such good psychological quality.

"The old gentleman said I was a liar. Is there any evidence?" Xia Yan drank two mouthfuls of tea and put down the teacup. Then he opened his mouth slowly.

"Evidence?" old Liu threw a requiem stone on the tea table and said in a deep voice: "a stone worth up to 50 yuan, you dare five thousand, not a liar. What is it?"

"Ha ha!" Xia Yan smiled, pointed to a small jade article played by old Liu and asked, "old Liu, can you tell me how much this thing is worth?"

"Let me tell you." Wen Yipin said, "this is the best Imperial Green Jade uncle Liu got last time. The jade tiger carved by Mr. Hu Yihe, the best jade carving master in Suzhou, is worth at least hundreds of millions!"

Worth hundreds of millions? Xia Yan was also surprised. He knew it was a good thing, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive. However, he remained calm and looked at Liu Lao and asked, "what's that

Chapter 8 buying yellow

I'd like to ask, how much does Mr. Hu Yihe's craft value in the value of the jade tiger? "

"When the jadeite came out, it was valued at 50 million. Mr. Hu Yihe made it a work of art, with a value of at least 50 million." Wen Yipin said again. While talking, she looked at Liu Xueer, hoping to get her appreciation.

"That's right." Xia Yan snapped his fingers impolitely, "Mr. Hu Yihe's craft is worth 50 million, my craft is only worth 5000 yuan, and I still feel lost."

"You can compare with Mr. Hu?" Wen Yipin sneered.

"Ha ha!" Xia Yan ignored him, glanced at Liu Lao and Liu Xueer, and smiled: "it seems that I came to the door to be humiliated today, since that's the case..."

He took out the ten thousand yuan, put it on the tea table and said to Liu Xueer, "return the money to you. Please return the soul stone to me. It's yellow."

"This..." Liu Xueer hesitated. Of course she didn't care about ten thousand yuan, but it was obviously not a matter of money at present. She didn't expect that her grandfather denounced Xia Yan as a liar. Wen Yipin was also fanning the flames, which made her feel very embarrassed.

"Xueer, return him!" Liu Lao's face sank. He didn't expect Xia Yan's reaction to be so tough. No one has spoken to him like this for many years.

"Grandpa..." Liu Xueer thought it was bad. Grandpa went too far.

"Give him back!" old Liu stared.

"Xia Yan, I'm sorry!" Liu Xueer looked at Xia Yan and found a sneer on his face. She didn't dare to look at him. She took out another soul stone and put it on the tea table.

Xia Yan put away the two Requiem stones, got up and said, "OK, they don't owe each other. Goodbye."

"Boy, do you want to go after being exposed?" Wen Yipin shouted.

"Oh, what else do you want?" Xia Yan stopped and swept him, coldly.

"I'll call the police and catch you!" Wen Yipin shouted.

"OK, Yipin, we haven't lost anything. Let him go." Liu waved his hand and said.

"Hum, boy, good luck for you. Don't meet me in the future!" old Liu said, and Wen Yipin had to say.

"Before I leave, I'd better give old Liu a piece of advice." Xia Yan suddenly smiled and pointed to the southeast corner of the living room and said, "you'd better not go to that corner again, otherwise it's not as simple as having nightmares at night. It's enough. Believe it or not... By the way, if you want to buy Requiem stone next time, it's not today's price!"

With that, he strode out of the door and left the villa without looking back.

"Now young people are more and more disrespectful!" Liu Lao shook his head and sighed. He didn't take Xia Yan's words to heart.

"Liu Lao, it's time for me to leave." the middle-aged man didn't speak. Now he stood up and said goodbye to Liu Lao.

"Xiao Fang, I'll make you laugh," said Liu.

"Old Liu is serious. In fact, I think it's not easy for the young man to be in a mess." the middle-aged man smiled.

"It's just a liar." old Liu waved his hand. The middle-aged man said no more. He took a look at the southeast corner and left.

Xia Yan went out of the villa area and found that there was no bus station or taxi here. She was stunned. There were more than ten kilometers away from the bus station. She had to be tired when she walked over.

He wants to cry without tears. He wasted time today and was regarded as a liar. Now he has to go a long way. He has a big loss. Next time he goes out, he must first look at the Yellow calendar!

No way. Let's go with our feet. Fortunately, it's Dusk now. The sun goes down, or we have to take off a layer of skin.

After walking a few hundred meters, the sound of the car came from behind. Xia Yan didn't turn back and gave way to the roadside. He didn't plan to take a ride. These rich people are unlikely to let strangers get on the bus.

"Dudu!" a short horn sounded around. Xia Yan looked back and found a black car walking side by side with himself at a very slow speed. The window in the back seat opened. What appeared in front of him was the face of the dignified middle-aged man in Liu's villa.

"Young man, I'll give you a ride?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.