Chapter 24

"Ha ha! This boy is so funny. He's from the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty! Dream! You really think you can pick up the leak?"

"It's just a blind bear who doesn't understand anything. I dare say it!"

A crowd of shopkeepers made sarcastic remarks one after another.

Zhou Daya smiled and said happily, "ouch, Ninth master, you are such a big talker! It was before the Tang Dynasty. It's obviously an imitation and worthless."

Ma Jiuye frowned and looked at Tang Hao with some doubts, but he didn't make a sound.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Tang Hao said.

"Of course not. If you believe it, there will be ghosts!" Zhou Daya smiled.

"Since you don't believe it, well, let's make a bet."

"Bet?" Zhou Daya was stunned. "What are you betting on?"

"Of course it's money! Dare you bet?"

"Good!" As soon as he heard about the money, Zhou Daya immediately became energetic and smiled secretly in his heart.

This Leng Touqing is so stupid that he is cute. There is no reason not to give him money so kindly!

"How much?"

"A million!" Tang Hao stretched out a finger and said flatly.

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar all around, and suddenly boiling.

"A million? My God! This boy is crazy!" All the shopkeepers could not help exclaiming, with an unimaginable look on their face.

Zhou Daya was also shocked. He thought it would be tens of thousands, or more than 100000, but he didn't expect that the boy would be a million when he spoke.

A million, but a lot of money!

He hesitated at first, but soon became excited and couldn't wait to say, "OK! Just a million! But can you get so much money?"

"You don't have to worry about that!" Tang Hao said.

Zhou Daya looked at the ninth master, nodded and said, "you are brought by the ninth master. You must have some money. That's settled! Please bear witness!"

With that, he turned and arched his hands at the shopkeepers.

"Little brother Tang! Are you......" the ninth master came forward and said with a worried face.

"Don't worry, Ninth master. I know what I'm doing." Tang Hao said with relief.

"This... Alas!" Seeing Tang Hao's resolute look, the ninth master had to sigh and stop talking.

Zhou Daya said, "this pottery, Mr. Zheng is an authority. Please invite Mr. Zheng to take the palm of your hand! He said it's true or false. What do you think, Ninth master?"

"Good! If Mr. Zheng comes out, there will be no problem."

That week, Daya sent a man out. Soon, please come back an old man, about seventy years old, gray hair, but hale and hearty.

"Old gentleman!"

All the shopkeepers shouted respectfully.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, how did I hear you fought with a little doll? You're still an outsider. It's not good for you!" Said Mr. Zheng.

"Old man, I didn't pick it up first. It's the little doll who has to fight with me." Periodontal tunnel.

"Forget it, I can't control this! Where's the pottery figurine? I have to have a good look!"

"Here!" Tang Hao responded, took a few steps and handed over the terracotta figures in his hand.

Mr. Zheng took it, went to the light and looked carefully.

"Old man, this is just an imitation. This boy is a layman and doesn't know anything. He has to say it's true!"

Zhou Daya stood aside and looked at Tang Hao and Jiu Ye with a smile.

Tang Hao's face was indifferent and didn't worry at all.

It's the ninth master. He looks a little nervous.

Mr. Zheng was absorbed. Holding the terracotta figures, he turned over and over. He looked carefully. The more he looked, the more dignified his face became.

More than ten minutes later, he finally put down the terracotta figures.

"Well, old man, is this false?" Zhou Daya said with a smile.

Mr. Zheng turned around and looked a little excited. He glanced at Tang Hao and then looked at Zhou Daya. "Who said it was false, shopkeeper Zhou, you can punch an eye this time."

The smile on Zhou Da's teeth suddenly solidified and the whole person froze there.

Then his face turned white.

The news, like a bolt from the blue, suddenly knocked him unconscious.

"Really? This... How is this possible? It's impossible! Old gentleman, are you wrong?"

"Hum! Can I read it wrong? Shopkeeper Zhou, I tell you, this pottery figurine is a real good thing, something from the Warring States period. If you take it to auction, five or six million is not a problem."

Mr. Zheng brushed his sleeve and said angrily, "if you don't believe it, you can ask someone again. Anyway, the result is the same."

"War... Of the Warring States period?"

Zhou Daya yelled and shook his body. He felt dizzy and almost fell down.

A million dollars was gone. What made him regret was that he had drilled a hole and missed such a treasure.

At the moment, his bowels were blue with regret.

The shopkeepers also stayed there and couldn't return to God for a moment.

"My God! Is it true, or is it from the Warring States period? The boy sent it!"

"Shit, why am I blind? I don't see it's true!"

The shopkeepers were remorseful.

The ninth master was also stunned. Some couldn't believe it.

"Alas! Unexpectedly, even I have a hole!" He sighed and sighed.

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng!"

Tang Hao gave Mr. Zheng a hand.

In fact, he was also a little surprised. It was inferred that it was only around the Tang and Song dynasties. He didn't expect it would be the Warring States period. It was really a surprise.

"Congratulations, little brother! Congratulations!" Mr. Zheng smiled.

"Little brother, sell it to me! I'll pay five million!"

"I'll pay 5.1 million!"

A crowd of shopkeepers gathered around and competed for bids, which soon soared to more than 6 million.

Tang Hao felt like a dream. In the twinkling of an eye, 10000 yuan became more than 6 million yuan. He didn't dare to think about so much money before. Even if he sold drugs, he had to sell a lot of drugs to make so much money.

"Jiu Ye, six million, here you are!" Tang Hao picked up the terracotta figures and handed them to the ninth master.

"How can this make it? We have to add a little more."

"No, six million! If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have such a chance."

"Well... Thank you, little brother Tang!"

The ninth master smiled happily, carefully held the terracotta figures, looked at them, and then handed them to Ma Wenyuan.

"I didn't expect you, little brother Tang, to be so skillful that you said you hadn't dabbled in antiques. You picked up the leak as soon as you did it, which really made me ashamed." The ninth master complimented.

"The ninth master flattered me!" Tang Hao smiled modestly.

"Cut! It's just that a blind cat meets a dead mouse. What's the ability!" Zhou Daya said sour.

Then his eyes fell on the Buddha statue in Tang Hao's hands.

"If he really had the ability, he wouldn't spend 30000 yuan to buy this broken Buddha statue."

Tang Hao couldn't help laughing, "who said this is a broken Buddha statue? This 30000 yuan is absolutely worth it!"

"Fart! This broken Buddha statue is worth 30000, up to 10000." Zhou Daya sneered.

"Don't you believe it? OK! Shall we gamble again!"