Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

"Everything on his stall is real." Nan Jiang said, looking at the stall owner.

Speaking of this, it’s a bit strange.

His Xuanyuan Mirror was blocked, so he naturally couldn't tell that this man was actually a tomb robber.

I just feel like there's something wrong with him having so many genuine items here.

From what they saw just now, there was not a single authentic item on many of the stalls.

He has an abnormally large number of genuine items here.

Moreover, he asked for a very high price, as if he was certain that all his items were genuine.

Chu Jiaojiao pointed at a wine glass on his stall and asked, "How much is this?"

"Little girl, you have good taste. This is the wine glass used by Yang Guifei. The price is five million. Drink from this and I guarantee that you will look as beautiful as Yang Guifei."

As a little girl, how could she not like to be praised for her good looks?

Chu Jiaojiao was no exception. She held her face in her hands and said conceitedly, "I think I look pretty good even without this cup. Sell it to me at a low price."

"Since you are destined to be together, name your price."

Chu Jiaojiao stretched out five fingers, "Five dollars!"

The stall owner's face immediately fell, "Go away, go away, you little brat, where did you come from? You're the one who's destroying the stall, right? Do you understand the market? How can you bargain like that? If you can't afford it, don't ask, poor bastard."

Chu Jiaojiao was furious when she heard this. She hated to hear people say she was poor.

This truth is too harsh to hear.

She immediately narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you believe it or not, I can take away everything from your stall without spending a penny?"

"What are you doing? Are you trying to rob me?" The stall owner looked at her warily.

"Of course not." Chu Jiaojiao shook her head. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. I wouldn't do such a thing."

"I just want to call the police and tell them there are grave robbers here."

what?

The stall owner's face changed and he immediately got angry. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Chu Jiaojiao looked at his face and said, "Three generations of your ancestors were tomb robbers. Your grandfather, your father, your uncles, none of them lived past the age of 49, right?"

Hearing this, the stall owner was shocked, "You, how do you know?"

Chu Jiaojiao pointed to her face and said, "Of course it's based on face reading. Do you want to know why?"

I didn't expect that the person in front of me would be a Taoist priest.

People in their line of work naturally believe this, and they know that a truly capable Taoist priest should not be offended.

He looked at Chu Jiaojiao's expression and became more respectful. He subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Because what you've done has damaged your virtue, your generation won't even reach the age of 49, and your life span will only get shorter and shorter. By the time your grandchildren reach their generation, they'll die before they're three, and your family will be extinct."

Hearing this, the stall owner's eyelids twitched and cold sweat dripped down his head.

"No, I don't believe it!"

Tomorrow is his grandson’s third birthday. His grandson is very healthy, so how could he die young?

Impossible, she must have been trying to scare him on purpose.

Thinking of this, the stall owner calmed down, frowned and started to drive people away, "Go away, go away, don't disturb my business."

Chu Jiaojiao was not angry. She looked at him deeply and walked away.

Nan Jiang followed her and asked, "Don't you want those things anymore?"

Chu Jiaojiao shook her head, "No, those things belong to someone. The owner has put a curse on them. Whoever takes them will be unlucky."

Hearing this, Nan Jiang couldn't help but shudder.

The owner of the things in the tomb must be a ghost. There really are ghosts in the world.

But looking at Chu Jiaojiao, he realized that since she was standing here, wasn't that the best answer?

He asked curiously again, "Then why did you ask him the price just now?"

Speaking of this, Chu Jiaojiao also said with a look of grief and indignation: "I originally wanted to sell something cheap, but I didn't expect that I would bring shame upon myself."

Nan Jiang: “…”

He lowered his head, folded the Buddhist beads in his hands, and silently chanted "Amitabha". But when he thought of what she had just said, he couldn't help laughing.

Today’s merits are gone.

Chu Jiaojiao snorted lightly. Don’t think she doesn’t know that he is making fun of her!

Master is right, there is nothing good in playing with a bald donkey!

Meeting her resentful gaze, Nan Jiang chuckled and said, "Let's go, they'll be closing up soon."

Oh, yes.

Chu Jiaojiao immediately got busy again.

After selecting for a long time, I finally found an ancient painting and a string of real Five Emperors' coins.

Chu Jiaojiao was so happy that she held the Five Emperors' Coins in her hands happily. She was happier than getting an ancient painting. She showed off to Sheng Jun and Qin Wei when she got home.

"Big Brother, Third Brother, look at this string of Five Emperors' Coins."

Sheng Jun took it and took a look. It was indeed real. Moreover, the previous owner was probably a person with good luck, who kept this string of Five Emperors' Coins very spiritual.

Glancing at the ancient painting in her hand, Qin Wei asked, "Did you go to the antique street?"

Chu Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly and flattered him, "Third Senior Brother is really smart."

Qin Wei curled the corners of her mouth. No wonder she didn't let them pick her up and said she wanted to go play with Nanjiang. It turned out to be because of this.

She found some good stuff.

"What kind of painting are you holding?"

"I don't know either. Nanjiang said it was true."

As she spoke, Chu Jiaojiao handed him the painting.

Qin Wei unfolded it and looked at it with a puzzled look on his face. It was just an ordinary landscape painting, nothing special.

"Do you think this is true?" He looked at Nanjiang.

Nanjiang nodded.

If he said that, then it must be correct.

But Qin Wei looked at it for a long time and didn't see anything strange.

Sheng Jun also came over and carefully touched the edge of the painting. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "There's another layer underneath."

what?

Qin Wei was a little surprised.

He remembered that in the past, in order to protect ancient paintings, some people would stick a layer of paper on them to cover the objects underneath.

He sat up straighter, went back to his room and brought back a bunch of things. Chu Jiaojiao took a look and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow!" "So professional."

Qin Wei said, "You said earlier that you wanted to go to the antique street. I'll go with you. My treasure appraisal skills are no worse than Nanjiang's."

Nanjiang still relies on the Qiankun Mirror, and he relies on his own real abilities. In comparison, he is still more powerful.

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Chu Jiaojiao understood and immediately started to flatter him: "I knew that Third Brother is the most amazing!"

Qin Wei had heard flattery before, but he particularly liked it when Chu Jiaojiao praised him.

He wanted to show off, so he used all his skills. Soon he removed the top layer of painting, revealing the ancient painting underneath.

It turned out to be a picture of Zhong Kui catching ghosts.

The Zhong Kui above is wearing a bright red official robe, has a leopard head and round eyes, and holds a long sword in his hand, looking very majestic.

Chu Jiaojiao took a look and asked curiously, "Third Brother, how much is this painting worth?"

Qin Wei carefully looked at every detail of the painting, took a deep breath, and asked, "Do you know who painted this?"

"Who?"

"Wu Daozi."

OMG!

Chu Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly widened.

Sent!