Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 617 Stripping the Old Man’s Clothes
When the big guys surrounded Su Ming and walked forward, one of the old men suddenly realized a problem.

"Huh? Mr. Su, you are here this time..."

When the old man spoke, the other old men remembered it.

What kind of person is Mr. Su, it is impossible to come to this place for no reason, could it be that he wants to sell some good treasure?

As for the fact that Su Ming came here to buy things, they definitely didn't believe it. What is this store for? It's framed.

Even if Su Ming wanted to buy something, it was impossible for him to come to this kind of store.

What's more, Su Ming's collection must be far beyond their imagination. Otherwise, Su Ming would not be able to sell all those extremely expensive celebrity calligraphy and paintings. If Su Ming really likes to keep it for himself, wouldn't it be great? ?

"Huh? What is this?"

Suddenly, one of the old men looked down at the torn bag in Su Ming's hand.

The pocket was broken and several handkerchiefs fell on the floor.

At the beginning, their attention was on Su Ming. Although they saw Su Ming's handkerchief from the corner of their eyes, they didn't pay much attention to it.

What is a few handkerchiefs?
But if you take a closer look, you suddenly find that something is not right!
"This... oh my god, could it be that this has long been lost... Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens?"

"Yes, yes, this method, this texture!"

"This kind of thing actually reappears?!"

"Oh my god, if this thing gets out, it will definitely cause a huge sensation!"

"And the silk from this handkerchief..."

"No, this turned out to be double-sided embroidery!"

"Oh my god, it's really double-sided embroidery. It's amazing. This is the pinnacle of our embroidery industry!"

"And the painting on this embroidery should be from the Tang Dynasty, which is also of great value for studying history!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Su to have such a thing!"

"This feels so smooth, woo woo woo, I really want to cry..."

Su Ming's head is really going to blow up next to him, it's okay for an old man to cry, but what's the matter with so many old men crying together? ?

Outsiders will definitely misunderstand if they hear it.

Who is this? ?
Just gone?
What's the matter with this group of old men crying for funerals?
"Mr. Su, please make an offer, I will buy this thing!"

"Go away, I bought this thing!"

"Old guy, you dare to rob me!"

"Let me tell you, if you dare to rob me, I will tell your wife about you dancing with Mrs. Zhang!"

"You're so vicious, you really think I'm afraid of you and Mrs. Li some time ago..."

"Hehe! My wife has passed away. I'm not afraid. I'm not only with Mrs. Li, but also with Mrs. Chen!"

"Your second uncle!"

"My second uncle is gone, and you are so anxious to think about it?"

These old men are about to fight again if they disagree.

All I could hear was the clanging and clanging on the second floor.

Crackling!

Although this boss is in the mounting business, he also likes to collect, not to mention that most people can't go up to the second floor, and those who can go up to the second floor are rich people, because if they want to frame calligraphy and paintings on the second floor, at least they must be huanghuali!

So, in order to show his background and elegance, he built a lot of shelves on the second floor, and put a lot of bottles and cans, all of which are genuine antiques!

Got it!
Now it's reimbursed!
Boss Ding was in pain watching from the sidelines!
Damn!

My ceramics!
Although cracked...

Whoops!
My Tang Sancai!

Although the bottom is fake...

Damn!

my teacup...

Depend on!
This broken thing breaks when it breaks, oh my ass!

Seeing the excitement of these old guys playing, Su Ming quietly took a step back, play slowly, don't affect me, Mr. Qian is smart, this old guy has the home court advantage, and quietly put a handkerchief in his pocket into the arms.

but!

What are these old men doing?

His eyes were so sharp that one of the old men saw him right away!
"Old Qian, what are you secretly hiding in your arms, old man?"

"Old Qian, you old guy is dishonest. Come on, brothers! Steal him for me!"

"He came first, maybe he bought several of them! They were robbed!"

"Damn! I can finally take revenge, let this damn guy steal my dance partner!"

"That's right, let this old guy steal my calligraphy and paintings!"

"Let this old guy breathe in front of me!"

"Breathing seems to be right?"

"Now there is a mistake!"

"That's right!"

Originally, the big guys were fighting together, but Mr. Qian suddenly became the target of public criticism. This group of old men rushed forward and beat him up.

After a while, an old man appeared in the crowd.

This old man is shirtless and has lost his trousers. He just wears a pair of lace trousers, and shivering with his arms around his shoulders.

It's November now.

Although it is not particularly cold in the south, it is not as cold and windy as in the north, but it is not warm either.

There is no air conditioning in this room, so the old man is freezing.

"You...you are too much!"

"It's okay to steal my things!"

"Who pinched my ass just now?"

"Who kicked me again!"

"I'm telling you, I'm not done with you!"

The old man was going crazy.

"cut!"

Several other old men rolled their eyes one after another.

It's your fault!
"Oops! Old Qian, your clothes are not bad, they belong to me."

"Fart! Old Qian is only over 100 catties, and you are almost 180!"

"Then don't worry about it! I can always be an apron, right?"

"These shoes are nice, I'll keep them."

"Your 45 big feet can wear a pair of 42 shoes?"

"I swatted the head office, right?"

These old men didn't talk nonsense and just divided up all Mr. Qian's clothes, shoes and so on. Su Ming looked on and thought to himself.

Ho!
How many bad things did this old man do? !
What have these old men become?
Not sparing any clothes or shoes?

Fortunately, Mr. Qian brought two people here this time, one is his eldest son and the other is his nephew.

That is, the two middle-aged people who followed the old man at the beginning.

They are both elders. Even if their biological father and uncle were bullied, the two of them would not even dare to fart.

Do you dare to say one more word?
Hehehe!
I'll kill you both together!
"dad……"

One of the middle-aged men stepped forward cautiously, took off his coat, and put it on the old man.

Although this old man is not tall, he is only in his early 1 meters. His son is tall, about 6 meters tall, and looks burly.

It's not that people of the older generation are not tall, but when they were young, they didn't have so much nutrition and didn't keep up with their development, so the offspring are average in height.

Once this suit is worn, it just reaches the position of the old man's knees. It can not only block the wind and rain, but also hide his embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)