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Chapter 33 Am I a legend?

I'm very handsome, okay?
  Yang Chen really wants to correct their mistakes. This is spreading rumors, and in the end, it is not certain whether they are human beings or not.

"That's right. Experts from the Palace Museum can spot it accurately."

"No, first I missed a set of comic books. A signed version of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" signed by Yu Luyuan. I bought it for 10 yuan and sold it for 5 to 6 yuan."

"Well, that stall owner is also blind, so he used it as a cushion."

"That was a slap in the eye, he deserves it!"

"Look at people, you turn around and pick up a Dade Yuanbao from the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the stall owner said it was fake, but in the end, it was resold for hundreds of thousands."

"Well, the stall owner will probably be so angry that he vomits blood."

"It's nothing. I guess the person who vomited blood more was the owner of the restaurant. Even when people eat in small restaurants, they can still pick up things. I bought a Ming Yongle blue and white bowl for 20 yuan and sold it for 250 million yuan!"

"Hey, don't mention it, this boss is destined to have no luck with wealth!"

"Hey, I have no chance of getting rich." The stall owner who spoke looked at another stall not far away and gloated: "That stall is specially looking for people to act and deceive novices."

"You see, after all, Zhang Daqian's original copy of Yuan Meng's "Hermitage in Qingbian" was lost."

"Yes, it is said that it sold for 3000 million!"

"Wrong, sold for 3500 million!"

"Really? I also heard that there were several expert antique masters watching the fun at the time, but no one noticed it except the master from the Palace Museum."

"No, he picks up four things a day, he is a true legend!"

"Were you there that day?"

"Yes, not only have I seen him with my own eyes, but I also know his name."

"Oh, what's the name of that master?"

"My surname is Yang, my name is Yang Guo!"

"Hey, this name looks so familiar!"

Yang Chen couldn't listen anymore. I stood in front of you and said I had seen me?

Yang Guo?

I'm still a fucking eagle.
  This Nima is getting more and more outrageous, it’s the Palace Museum, it’s Yang Guo, the legend is really just nonsense!
  Yang Chen stopped listening and continued to wander.

As a result, I saw a sign hanging on a street stall: [Legendary Master, one family picks up four things, starting from this stall].

Yang Chen looked at this stall owner and was not impressed.

It should not be the stall owner selling his "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

Good guy, this is advertising yourself.

After walking around for a while, I saw another advertisement on a stall that read: [Legendary masters leaked four times a day and stayed at this stall for two hours].

Yang Chen: Bah!

I never stayed at any stall for more than half an hour.

There are even more outrageous things.

[I am a friend of the legendary master. If you have any needs, please contact me for a fee]

[I am the new disciple of the legendary master, waiting here for the right person]

[If you want to see the legendary master, please pay 99 yuan. If you don’t buy it, you will suffer a loss or be cheated]

Yang Chen was dumbfounded.

These profiteers are so shameless in order to make money!

I wanted to call and report it, but it didn't seem to be illegal. After all, they didn't say that the legendary master named Yang Chen picked up four leaks in one day.

Forget it.

The most humble are invincible.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

Although you have never met me, it seems quite interesting that I have become a legend here.

After walking around for a while, he didn't gain much. Yang Chen walked towards the shops inside and went straight to Zhenbaozhai.

Zhang Wenyu, the owner of Zhenbaozhai, was instructing the apprentices in the store to take advantage of the fact that no one was doing cleaning work in the morning. While watching them handling things gently, he told them how to clean.

Hearing footsteps at the door, he turned around and saw that it was Yang Chen.

Zhang Wenyu's originally serious face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

"Hey, brother Xiao Yang is here, welcome." Zhang Wenyu asked the apprentices to stop first, then stretched out his hand and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Boss Zhang, you're very polite. I'm just going to come over and have a look at Boss Zhang's shop to see if I can pick up some of the stuff." Yang Chen shook hands with him and teased.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenyu immediately became energetic.

"Brother Xiao Yang, did you find some treasure in my store?"

"In this case, let's add two to one to make five and divide it evenly, okay?"

Hearing this, Yang Chen chuckled: "Where did the two-to-one add to the five-to-one number? I'll pick up the leaks, and you'll punch them in the eye. Everyone is content with their destiny, and no one can be deceived!"

"hey-hey!"

Zhang Wenyu laughed awkwardly and said: "Don't, you are destroying my sign like this!"

Zhenbaozhai collects and sells antiques.

Unlike mobile street stalls, this kind of antique shop is much more professional.

If someone else had picked up leaks in his store, the impact might not have been that big. It would be really embarrassing for this legendary master who picked up four leaks a day to do this in his store and spread the news!
  Yang Chen smacked his lips.

"Boss Zhang still doesn't have confidence in himself!"

Hearing this, Boss Zhang nodded repeatedly: "In front of others, I can still pretend, but in front of brother Xiao Yang, even ordinary experts and professors don't dare to be presumptuous, let alone me!"

There is flattery in this.

There is truth too.

"Come on, come on, let's drink tea first. If you really want to smash my sign, let's finish the tea."

With that said, Zhang Wenyu invited Yang Chen to take a seat, and then took out the treasured tea, which was the same tea that he served Lin Shugeng, the master of Xingsha antiques last time.

Obviously, in Zhang Wenyu's eyes, Yang Chen is already a figure who can be on an equal footing with Lin Shugeng.

Soon, the tea was brewed.

Zhang Wenyu poured a glass for Yang Chen.

The two chatted a few words.

Zhang Wenyu took the opportunity to ask for advice on antique appraisal.

Yang Chen smiled but did not answer.

It's not that he wanted to hide it, but that he couldn't say it.

With his poor level of antiques, forcing him to explain would easily expose the truth - he couldn't just tell the truth.

Yang Chen didn't say anything, and Zhang Wenyu didn't dare to force it.

After all, people rely on this to make a living, so how can it be spread easily?

Drinking tea, the two chatted for a while.

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door again.

Are there guests?

Yang Chen looked back and saw a man wearing a white shirt, sunglasses, a shaved head, and a majestic figure. He pushed open the door and invited a girl to come in.

Seeing this girl, Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

The first adjective that popped into his mind was: beautiful!
  Dazzlingly beautiful.

So beautiful that it eclipses everything else around it.

It's not that Yang Chen is exaggerating.

That was his first feeling.

The girl has slightly curly long hair, and the two diamond-like gemstone earrings on her earlobes are particularly eye-catching.

She was wearing a gray-green dress with a hollow V-neck and bronzing nine-quarter sleeves and a lace-up waist. It was elegant, fashionable, elegant, and had outstanding temperament.

She is tall and has long legs as straight as chopsticks.

The girl walked in carrying a small white LV bag and stepping on crystal high heels.

The posture is graceful and the steps are light.

Her arrival attracted the attention of everyone in Zhenbaozhai.

Everyone looked at her intently, admiring greedily
  Until the girl frowned coldly and said calmly to a female assistant following behind her: "Spray some air freshener, there are too many men here, the smell is a bit unpleasant."

(End of this chapter)