National Hand Medicine

Chapter 114 Song Yunmo's Dream (5)
So Ma Lao's exclamation was very noticeable.

Many people immediately turned their heads and looked at the place where the sound was made with displeasure.

But when everyone took a closer look, they found that the person who made the sound was actually the famous Ma Lao. The anger in their hearts was extinguished immediately, and everyone lost their temper. Everyone disappeared and returned to the previous actions.

And Mr. Ma didn't notice how loud he was screaming just now. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yunmo's arm, lowering his voice: "Xiao Song, is what you said true? Do you really like a girl?"

Song Yunmo didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his words "will like a girl", but he still nodded solemnly and answered "yes".

Ma Lao let go of Song Yunmo's hand in a daze, and murmured: "Oh my god, this is so amazing, tsk tsk..."

Song Yunmo didn't pay attention to it for a while, and he would not be able to recover for a while, Mr. Ma, his eyes fell on the stairs, and soon saw a middle-aged man in a khaki jacket, holding an object wrapped in newspaper, Walking up, his eyes were sneaky, he looked around from time to time, full of vigilance.

If this middle-aged man walked on the street like this and met the police, he would definitely be arrested because he was suspected of having bad motives.But Song Yunmo could completely understand this middle-aged man appearing here at this moment.

Because this middle-aged man was the one they were going to meet today.

Seeing the middle-aged man appear, Song Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief—I thought he would never appear, but he did.

He patted Ma Lao: "Ma Lao, that man is here."

"Coming?" Mr. Ma quickly came to his senses, looked in the direction Song Yunmo pointed, saw the middle-aged man sneaking up, his eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly.

The sound of chairs rubbing against the ground was quite loud, and many people in the restaurant heard it, but because it was Mr. Ma, no one dared to speak out and criticize.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was holding a newspaper wrapped in his arms also noticed this direction.

"Hey! Young man! Here!" Mr. Ma waved his hands enthusiastically, his eyes narrowed with a smile!

Of course, his enthusiasm is not really aimed at this middle-aged man, but for the baby in his arms!He wants to see through the baby!

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and looked at Ma Lao and hesitated for a moment, but he still walked over with the things in his arms.

"You... How are you?" The middle-aged man asked nervously, without a smile on his face, holding the things in his arms tightly, without any intention of letting go.

Ma Lao understood this very well, and looked at him with a kind smile: "Come, come, sit down!"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while before sitting down slowly.

Even if he sat down, he didn't relax at all, his body was tense, he held this thing tightly in his arms, his eyes showed a sense of vigilance at any time, as if someone would come to snatch his things at any time.

But he really went too far like this, he would be the target of pickpockets if he walked on the street like him—tsk tsk, look!With such strict protection, he must have brought some good treasures!
People make money and birds die for food, not to mention stealing, even robbing is possible!

The appearance of this middle-aged man was obviously shouting silently - come and grab me, come and grab me!
Therefore, it was a miracle that he was able to come to this teahouse.

"Hello, I'm Ma Tao." Ma Lao smiled and stretched out his hand towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Ma Lao's hand, hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out a hand to shake him, then quickly retracted, continuing to protect his treasure.

But now he seems to have relaxed a lot and talked more: "Hi, my name is Wang Dafu, I know you, I have seen you on TV."

"So you watch that show too!" Mr. Ma was a special guest on a certain antique show, and because of the popularity of this show, he also became a nationally famous expert on antiques.

"Well, our whole family likes to watch..." The middle-aged man quickly closed his mouth, his vigilance told him not to reveal too much personal information to each other.

"What about this?" The middle-aged man asked proactively, and he was naturally referring to Song Yunmo.

"I'm Song Yunmo." Song Yunmo said very coldly.

"Oh." The middle-aged man shrank back, a little afraid of someone like Song Yunmo who had an extraordinary bearing but was indifferent and alienated.

Not long after, someone brought up a whole set of tea sets.

"Then I'll make a fool of myself!" Ma Lao said with a smile, and then picked up the tea set.

While Ma Lao was making tea, Song Yunmo accidentally glanced at a certain place outside the window, but was suddenly shocked!
Song Yunmo was startled, and then stood up suddenly.

Ma Lao was taken aback immediately, his hands shook, and the tea almost spilled over!And the middle-aged man was even more frightened, and his hands gripped the things in his hands even tighter!
When Mr. Ma raised his head and was about to ask Song Yunmo what happened, he found that Song Yunmo had long since disappeared, leaving only a sentence in the air——

"I have something to leave first!"

Ma Lao looked at Song Yunmo hurriedly downstairs, wondering what he was thinking.

Why did Song Yunmo suddenly become so surprised, stood up suddenly, and rushed outside?
Yes, naturally there is only one.

Today was Saturday, because Tang Xue's matter had just been resolved, Su He felt in a good mood, so he came out alone, ready to visit Panjiayuan and shop for Taobao.

She doesn't have any special ability to identify this antique, she relies entirely on the method of identifying antiques that Master Lin Xuanqing gave her.

Don't sound simple, but in fact this method really has its own unique features.Su He followed Lin Xuanqing in the world for a period of time, and saw a lot of things. Her experience was honed little by little.

With such a wealth of experience, coupled with Lin Xuanqing's unique antique appraisal method, although she does not say that she can see things with accuracy, 90.00% of them are still acceptable.

As for the 5.00%, I am afraid that even the top antique appraisers, or the kind of old people who have been in contact with antiques all their lives, are not sure that they can guarantee it.

Therefore, according to Su He's level, he can really be regarded as a master, and there are only a few people who can surpass her.

However, Su He didn't come to Taobao today to make money. Although she has no concept of spending money, she doesn't have much pursuit of money. She thinks that it is fine as long as it is useful.

(End of this chapter)