God-level wealthy son-in-law

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, and his eyes focused on a mirror stand, which was a frame and a base for the mirror.

But the most important mirror is missing.

From the outside, it looks old, but it doesn't have any delicate textures and patterns, and if you look closely, you can't tell which dynasty it is from, it may just be a little older.

What really caught Zhou Yi's attention was that this mirror platform and the spiritual mirror matched each other very well, and they might even be one.

However, the core of the mirror is the mirror, whether it has a frame or a base is not important.

After thinking about it carefully, it was really possible. After all, the spiritual mirror was broken into nearly a dozen pieces. The frame and base of the mirror must have been lost. This one is very similar.

And he remembered that the painting in the ancient book seemed to have a frame and a base, more like a dressing mirror.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's heart became hot, and he went straight to the point, and said straight to the point: "Boss, how much is this thing? Make an offer, and I'll take it!"

The boss looked him up and down, thought twice, and gritted his teeth: "Success, brother, you are also a straightforward person, so I will give you a sincere price, one hundred thousand, if you want it, take it away!"

"Deal!" Zhou Yi made a final decision.

If it is really an accessory part of the spiritual mirror, one million is not too much, even if the eyes are dumb, one hundred thousand is nothing.

Soon, as soon as the money is transferred, the transaction is completed.

The boss smiled from ear to ear. He really didn't open for three years, and he opened for three years. He hurriedly said enthusiastically: "Brother, my stall is full of good things. What else do you like?"

Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head. These things alone are not enough to be used as gifts.

Not long after Zhou Yi left, a few businessmen from other places hurriedly invited one person over, glanced at the stall, and suddenly changed his expression: "Boss, where is the base of the mirror frame? Hurry up and take it out."

The boss was stunned, there was something wrong with this posture, after a closer look, he found that these people had invited Master Huang, one of the famous masters of treasure appraisal in Panjiayuan.

Could it be that the mirror frame is a treasure?
He tremblingly said: "That thing... just... just sold..."

"What? Sold it? How much did it cost?" Several foreign businessmen asked anxiously.

"One hundred thousand!"

"It's only [-] yuan, you're so poor and crazy, you're selling it all? How long has it been gone?" Several people cursed angrily.

"Just left..." The boss looked aggrieved, don't I want to make more money?I sold it for [-], and I thought I made a profit.

Who knew that shit was worth so much?

He found someone to appraise it, but it was a little old, and it didn't have any meaning. It would be great if it could be sold for ten thousand yuan.

Seeing this, the goatee-bearded old man waving a folding fan in the crowd, that is, Master Huang, smiled and said, "Interesting, I was taken a step ahead."

"Master Huang, what should we do? You have seen that photo too. It must be a good thing. Ten 10 yuan may not be enough. We must find a way to get it back."

Several foreign businessmen were very anxious.

They passed by here just now, and they found that it was a good thing at a glance, but they didn't dare to act rashly, and they were not sure, so they invited Master Huang to come and appraise it.

But who knows, in such a short time, he was cut off, such a bad thing can happen.

Hearing this, Master Huang smiled and said, "Don't worry, that person won't go far. Recently, Panjiayuan has poured in a lot of owners who are not short of money, all for gifts. That frame is good, but it's not suitable for gifts. He will definitely have to look at it again." look."

"That's right, I saw that his hands are empty, and he definitely won't go far." The boss quickly added.

The eyes of several people brightened, and Master Huang even sneered and closed the folding fan with a "snap", and said, "Chasing..."

At this time, Zhou Yi didn't know it yet, and was strolling around leisurely left and right. As expected of Pan Jiayuan, there were a lot of good things, but it didn't mean much to him.

He also saw many spiritual objects, including a rosewood spiritual object, the price of which is estimated to be hundreds of millions.

It is the treasure of a small store.

So if Zhou Yi can't use it, he will definitely buy it.

Swaying, his eyes suddenly fixed on a dark gourd. He walked over curiously. The blackness on it seemed to be formed naturally, dark.

There was also a lot of dust accumulated on it.

This shape is about the size of a palm.

"Brother, have you fallen in love with this treasure? You really have a vision. If it's an ordinary person, I won't sell it to him. This gourd has been handed down by my ancestors for more than ten generations. My great-grandfather said that this gourd is priceless."

The stall owner kept bragging.

Zhou Yi turned a deaf ear to it, and gently weighed the black gourd in his hand, pondering slightly, his eyes flickering.

"What color was this gourd before?"

"Uh... this, I really don't know. Back when my great-grandfather, this gourd looked like this."

"My great-grandfather also said that the ash on it is not ordinary ash. It cannot be wiped off. If you wipe it off, the gourd will be ruined." The stall owner said with a look on his face.

Zhou Yi shook his head and smiled, probably the stall owner knew about it, but he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't hesitate, and said bluntly, "You can make a price for this thing, I'm quite interested."

When the words fell, the stall owner rolled his eyes, coughed a few times, and said with a twisted face: "If it weren't for the family's downfall, how could I be sorry for Grandpa Zeng, hey, that's it, that's it, if you want, 1000 million, baby give it to me!" you!"

"Up to 100 million, whether to sell it or not!" Zhou Yi said bluntly.

"This..." The stall owner was dumbfounded, so much?It can be seen that Zhou Yi put it down and was about to leave, he hurriedly said: "Sell it!"

"I admit it, can't I sell it!"

Hearing this, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yi's mouth, and the gift for birthday has arrived.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came out: "I offer 200 million, I want it!"

"Huh?" Zhou Yi frowned and turned his head to look.

I saw an old man with a goatee, waving a folding fan, looked at the frame in his hand with a smile, and said, "Little brother, you have very good eyesight."

Several foreign businessmen behind him were also excited, and they all whispered that this is the frame base.

The kid is still here.

Zhou Yi was suspicious, what's going on?Why do you feel like you came at yourself?Did you provoke them yourself?

The stall owner was also stunned. After spending so long here, Master Huang naturally knew him, and quickly said with a respectful smile: "Master Huang, it is my honor that you are willing to visit the stall, but you know the rules, I have already said We sold it to him, so we can’t break our own rules.”

When he said this, even Zhou Yi gave him a high look. If he agreed, he would earn 100 million more for nothing, but he would rather not earn this money and abide by the rules.

But in the next second, Zhou Yi was speechless.

"300 million, that's the highest price, don't be shameless, I don't know what kind of virtue you have?" Master Huang said with a contemptuous look at him.

At the end of the sentence, a chrysanthemum-like smile suddenly appeared on the firm face of the stall owner, and he flattered and said with a flattering smile: "Look at what you said, where is it, this treasure is yours!"