True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 9 The First Big Brother

  The laughter rang out, and everyone around looked over.

  Those eyes glanced at the girl unscrupulously, unkindly.

  The girl didn't give a look, she looked indifferent.

  She collected the old coins and was about to leave.

Behind   , those ironic laughter were still reluctant.

   "Look, let’s say a little bit of face, what should you do if you make the little girl annoyed and run back to cry for an adult?"

   "I'm doing this for her good, so that I can sharpen my character, it seems that she also..."

  Unfinished words, a slightly urgent voice sounded.

  "This lady, my master has come up with six million to buy the Qin silver and half two big dollars in your hands. I don't know if I can cut love?"

  "……"

  The smile on the youth's face froze, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

what?

  Six million to buy a coin that can be seen everywhere?

  What's the joke?

  Other people who watched the excitement are also a little confused, and haven't recovered for a long time.

  Ying Ziying raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

  It was an old man in a Tang suit, with silver hair and white beard, but his walking pace was steady and powerful, and his bullying momentum was unabated.

  It was a young man who followed the old man who spoke earlier. He stepped forward in a negotiating tone: "If the price is not enough, you can add more."

  One sentence is a sensation.

   "What kind of coin is that? Six million is not enough?"

   "I seemed to have heard it just now, what kind of Qin Yinzheng and half the money?"

   "It's not possible..."

   "If it's really Qin Yinzheng and half a couple of dollars, it's really worth the price."

  At an international auction a few years ago, it was also a Qin silver half and two large coins, and finally sold for a high price of 7.6 million.

   "What is Qin Yinzhi's half and two big coins?" The young man was furious, "This is what I picked up by the river. Do you think Qin Yin's half and two big coins are Chinese cabbage?"

  If it is Qin Yinzhi and half a couple of dollars, wouldn’t he become a joke?

  The old man carried his hands on his back, without anger and prestige: "Mu Cheng."

  Mu Cheng understood, and took out a document, it was a certificate, clearly written in white and red letters——

  National cultural relic appraisal appraiser.

  Eight levels.

  The highest level.

  "……"

  This certificate blocked all the doubts, like a loud slap, slammed on the face of the young stall owner.

  嬴子衿 looked at this certificate seriously, thoughtfully, and sure enough, there are many new professions in the 21st century.

  She nodded: "No need, the price is just right."

   "Okay, thank you Miss for cutting love." Mu Cheng nodded and took out a black card, "This is six million, internationally."

  In the upper right corner of this black card, there is a golden iris flower.

  Ying Ziying's eyes paused, and the tips of his eyes raised slightly.

  Well, that’s good, the bank where she used to deposit gold did not go down.

   "No, I won't sell it!" Seeing the black card, how could the young man still be able to bear it, he slammed forward and was about to grab the ancient coins in the girl's hand, acting fiercely, "Bring it!"

  He picked it up, and the money should be his.

  The girl has no expression, she just raised her right leg.

  Very casual movements, with a bit of carelessness.

   But just like that, he kicked the young man a few meters away.

"boom."

  People around are all looking silly: "..."

  嬴子衿 then handed over the old coin and accepted the black card: "Thank you."

  Mu Cheng was stunned, and he dreamed: "...Don't thank you."

  Don't talk about Mu Cheng, even the old man in Tang suit is a little surprised, and his eyes are a little more inquisitive.

  And what surprised others was that the manager who basically didn't show up came and spoke with a calm face.

  "The underground market also has the rules of the underground market. I want to take back the things I sell? After receiving this person's permit, I will not be able to enter the underground market in the future."

After    finished speaking, she turned around and bowed to the girl: "Sorry, I frightened you."

  嬴子衿 put the black card into his pocket: "It's okay."

  6 million, enough for a while.

  The manager breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and instructed the security guard to take the youth stall out.

  Not far away, the bartender who had a panoramic view of this scene was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "This kid you know seems to be a bit fierce."

   Such a weak little girl can kick such a big man out.

   "What nonsense?" Fu Yunshen peachy eyes curled up, "obviously well-behaved and cute."

  Bartender: "..."

  This filter is a bit too heavy.

  But he was still puzzled: "Why don't you go by yourself? Is it bad for the hero to save the United States?"

  I have to do this, let the managers come?

  Fu Yun moved his eyelashes and chuckled, "I can't go."

  The bartender was taken aback: "Why?"

   "Hmm—" Fu Yun groaned and laughed, "I want to take care of the children's emotions. After all, we only said goodnight to each other two hours ago."

  It turned out to be met in the underground market again, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

  Although he had guessed that she would come to the underground market after hearing what Nie Chao said, but she waited for it.

   "..." The bartender became even more speechless, "I see that after you come back, time is spent on pleasing women."

  I have to take care of even this little mood, I really can’t be more careful.

  He also wondered what the master was doing to give himself the image of a young boy.

   "What are you talking about?" Fu Yun bowed his head deeply, "I need it?"

  The bartender looked at the man’s upside-down face: "..."

  **

  On the other side, in an alley.

   "Master, it would be nice if we came earlier." Mu Cheng said, "Six million was wasted for nothing."

  Although six million is not a big deal to them, it is still saving if you can save.

   "No waste." The old man waved his hand, a smile appeared on his face, "At least I saw such a funny little girl."

  Mu Cheng quickly understood: "Are you referring to her kick just now?"

   "Yes." The old man said lightly, "And she didn't try her luck with this ancient coin."

   Mu Cheng hesitated: "Is it impossible..."

  He knew that Mu Heqing had no other hobbies after he retired, but he liked to collect antiques and donate them to the National Museum.

  Mu Heqing didn’t say much, and coughed a few times: "Go."

  Mu Cheng followed, and when he was about to ask again, he saw the old man covering his heart, his body suddenly convulsed, and he fell down.

  Mu Cheng was taken aback and hurried forward: "Master!"

  Sorry, no one thought that Mu Heqing would fall ill at this time. They didn't even bring a doctor.

  Mu Heqing's body has always been tough, but before retreating, he was shot at a position that deviated from the heart. Although the person woke up, the root of the disease was left behind, and he would get sick from time to time.

  I just had an operation a while ago, so it shouldn’t be so soon.

  What can I do now?

  Miss Meng is far away in the imperial capital, it is too late.

  Mu Cheng was sweating with anxiety, he tremblingly went to get the medicine, but he couldn't feed it anyway.

   Just when he panicked, a voice rang from behind him.

   "Don't support your back, it will make it more difficult for him to breathe, let him lie down."

   Mu Cheng raised his head in surprise.

  The girl is standing outside the alley with long and straight legs.

  After a few steps, she squatted down, resting her hand on Mu Heqing's pulse, and her eyebrows moved.

  Mu Cheng also finally reacted. He was shocked and angry when he saw the girl's behavior. He slapped her hand violently and reprimanded: "Don't move!"

What's the identity of Mu Heqing?

  If something goes wrong, no one can be held responsible.

  But his hand couldn't reach at all, and he slapped it directly on the ground.

   Mu Cheng took a breath, and became even more angry: "What on earth do you want to do?"

  Ying Zijin is still trying her pulse: "Save people."

  Mu Cheng seemed to hear something funny: "You are just a little girl."

  In addition to a few people in the ancient medical world, who would dare to say that he could cure Mu Heqing?

  　 Fu Yunshen: My kids are good-natured and cute.

  　　嬴子衿:? You lose your mind

  　　 The Emperor Ying is the Buddhism in the Taoism system, and it is 2333 who can use his hands and never say a single word.

  (End of this chapter)