Almighty Daddy: Kill Tomson Yipin at the start

Chapter 69
Jinling City, Central Park.

One in each hand, Shen Hao hugged the two cuties.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan haven't seen their father for a few days and have become very clingy.

The two were clamoring for Dad to hug, Shen Hao had no choice but to hold the two cuties in his arms.

They walked and came to Central Park.

"Dad, look ahead, there are many people over there, let's go and have a look."

Tuantuan stretched out his fleshy hand and pointed to the northwest.

Shen Hao looked over, and sure enough, a lot of people gathered there.

Looks like a small market.

Shen Hao approached.

It turned out to be a mini antique market here.

In total, dozens of bosses operate here.

Some old people who come to the park for a walk will also hang out and shop here.

The furnishings here are quite leaky.

The stall owner, spread a big red cloth on the ground.

Then a bunch of messy things that were hard to distinguish between real and fake were piled up on the red cloth.

There is no price tag either.

The bosses put on a little pony, and sat there just playing with their mobile phones for a long time.

Or eat melon seeds and chat.

"Dad, I want to see."

Yuanyuan was making noise.

Shen Hao put the two cuties down.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan ran to the stall.

Looking at all the weird things, I was quite curious.

Ancient books, bronze statues, lighters, key chains, flower pots
This is not a small antique market, this is a grocery store.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan were fascinated by staring at an ancient painting.

"Dad, this Pikachu is so cute, Tuantuan wants to buy it."

Tuantuan took Shen Hao's big hand, pointed to a painting and said.

Shen Hao glanced at the content of the painting and exclaimed that it was outrageous.

An antique painting depicts the scene of Xiaozhi subduing Pikachu.

As soon as the stall owner saw the business, he hurriedly yelled: "My little friend has good eyesight!"

"This painting was made by Ichiro Inoue, a famous painter in Japan. It has a history of 800 years!"

Shen Hao rolled his eyes: "Boss, you are too bragging, your painting is a Pokémon!"

"Come on, I won't talk nonsense with you, just tell me how much it is."

The boss pretended to stroke his beard with a look of reluctance.

"Guest, I think your daughter sincerely wants this painting, so let's say [-] yuan."

When Tuanyuanyuan heard the price, she was also taken aback.

so expensive!

How many candied haws can you buy with 2 yuan?

The two looked at Shen Hao aggrievedly: "Dad, why don't you buy it."

Shen Hao replied with a smile: "It's okay, it's up to Dad."

Shen Hao immediately began to bargain.

He held out five fingers.

The boss looked at it, and smiled until there were only slits in his eyes. He nodded repeatedly: "You take the five thousand."

"When did I say five thousand! Fifty!" Shen Hao said.

"Oh, you customer, you are not sincere at all. I can't even get the purchase price of 50 yuan, which is not enough to cover the cost."

Shen Hao hugged his two daughters, turned around and left.

"Take fifty and I'll wrap it up for you."

Seeing this, the boss was in a hurry, so he quickly picked up the scroll and gave it to Shen Hao.

Shen Hao secretly said: Xiao Mian, you still want to trick me!

After buying the "ancient painting" and "Xiaozhi Conquers Pikachu", the three of them continued to wander around the small antique market.

They came to a stall that only sold ancient books.

But this stall is particular.

Most of the books are placed on the red cloth on the ground.

There are more than a dozen copies, but they are placed in a glass box.

Shen Hao stopped at spreading the money and stopped for a long time.

Pointing to a book in the glass box, he said, "Boss, how much is this book?"

The owner of the bookstall is an old man wearing glasses.

He hastily pushed his glasses.

In fact, this kind of antique stall, many people will come to play and have a look.

But most people will choose to buy some small handicrafts.

After all, even if you know it's fake.

But it's good to buy it and put it at home as a decoration.

The content of ancient books is known.

The value itself lies in the year and who transcribed it.

Therefore, if you buy a fake one, it is really useless except to fool the layman.

His bookstall has been in normal business,
The boss took a look at Shen Hao, and found that this man had an aristocratic chest and an extraordinary appearance.

And speaking, it is the treasure of your own bookstall.

"My little brother has good eyesight. In my entire stall, this "Diamond Sutra" is an isolated copy from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Take it back and find an expert to appraise it. The direct auction price will start at [-] million yuan!"

"When the time comes, go directly to the pinnacle of life, financial freedom, once and for all!"

Shen Hao smiled and said, "Boss, if there is such a good thing, why don't you go to appraise it, but leave it to me?"

The boss was at a loss for words for a moment: "Ah, well, Buddha is a destined person, old man, I am not suitable for living the life of a local tyrant."

Shen Hao retorted again: "Boss, you are not kind. Buddhism was introduced to China in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Where did you get the Diamond Sutra of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?"

"I'm afraid it was last week!"

The boss was dumbfounded when he heard this.

I went, ignored this cultural common sense, and overblown.

He was momentarily embarrassed.

Hastily coughed twice to cover up.

"Haha, brother is not bad. Old man, I intend to test you. It seems that this Diamond Sutra is destined for you. In fact, it is an isolated copy of the Tang Dynasty, and it was brought back by Master Xuanzang from Tianzhu."

Shen Hao was too lazy to continue bragging with him, the old man was so full of words that he couldn't believe a word.

"You make an offer, I'll buy it and watch it play."

The boss also felt a little guilty: "Just give 200."

Shen Hao glanced at him.

The boss continued to take the initiative to lower the price: "That's 100, it can't be lowered, otherwise I can't do this business."

"Two copies for 100, I'll put the red cloth down below, and take another copy at random."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, take whatever you want."

Most of the ancient books placed on the red cloth are tattered and poorly presented.

A lot of threads are broken.

Ancient books are different, and the year is correct.

Shen Hao picked up a copy casually.

"That's it!"

The boss nodded again and again: "You can do whatever you want."

Shen Hao picked up two books and left happily with his two daughters.

At this time, the ancient book that Shen Hao was holding casually on the red cloth.

The real information has been identified by the system and poured into his mind.

[Ancient Books: Books of Song Xianshu·Wang Wengong Collection, one volume, 900 years old, worth 2000 million. 】

Shen Hao was overjoyed, this god-level identification technique is really easy to use.

Just walk around the streets, you can find them.

Shen Hao pretended to value a book in the glass box, and then after buying that book.

Pretending to build a copy at random.

In this way, there is no revealing of your true intentions.

Avoid being slaughtered!

And his initial goal was actually the "Wang Wengong Collection" on the red cloth.

He didn't feel any embarrassment for picking up such a big leak.

The boss bought goods in batches, and he couldn't tell which ones were authentic.

Shen Hao got the authentic ancient books, so he would naturally protect them carefully.

It will not dust its pearls.

(End of this chapter)