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Chapter 216 Is Really an Old Fox (Please Subscribe)
"Huh??" Ling Dexing was dumbfounded, isn't this an authentic work?
The old man immediately said to Ye Mingchen: "I didn't know in advance that they were going to sell "The Picture of Stepping on the Snow" by the way, so I didn't tell you. I will tell you now that this is a copy of "The Picture of Stepping on the Snow" from the Song Dynasty." , although it is worth a little money, but it’s okay, if you like it, you can take it.”

Seeing the picture of "Treading Snow" on the table, Ye Mingchen felt very sad. Although this is not the authentic work of Zhan Ziqian, it is still a Song Dynasty imitation, so Ye Mingchen decided to take it.

He asked for 200 million, but the old man shook his head.

Ye Mingchen thought the old man thought it was too little, so he raised the price to 300 million.

The old man said immediately: "I'm not saying that the price is too low, but that it doesn't need to be so expensive. You can buy this painting for 50 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Ling Defeng quickly said, "Dad, this "Snow Walking Picture" is more than 50 yuan!"

"I just want you to know that if you continue to fight, I will sell all the collections at home at a low price!" The old man said excitedly.

Ye Mingchen seemed to have won a treasure, and immediately wrote a check to the old man, for fear that he would regret it.

And he also said that if you still want to sell collectibles, you must find him, no matter how much he will ask.

Han Xin ordered troops, the more the better.

In this way, Ye Mingchen left with "Treading Snow Picture" and Chuhe.

On the way back to the city, Chuhe couldn't help sighing: "I never thought that the old man would have two such sons in his rich life."

"It's also thanks to his two sons that I was able to receive this "Treading Snow Picture" cheaply."

Although I failed to buy the Mingchenghua cockfighting cup today, I bought the imitation of "Treading the Snow" for only 50 yuan, which can be regarded as a harvest.

He also said to Chuhe: "I'll call you for your one hundred thousand palm eye fee later, don't be afraid that I'll renege on the bill."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm not worried." Chuhe smiled.

Soon, he went back to school.

Although today I earned 50 yuan by helping the old man repair the cockfighting cup, a total of 60 yuan.

But Chuhe is not happy at all.

This palm-eye work is really too dependent on people's faces.

In the future, I should do less of this kind of extra money.

After all, he did the math, and now he should have a deposit of more than 140 million, enough to buy a house in the city.

Now he is only a third-year student. If he suddenly took out a huge sum of more than 140 million yuan, his parents and other relatives would definitely think that he was robbing.

So the money cannot be told to them yet.

When he returned to the dormitory, Lu Xinye and Qiu Mingjun were still awake, and they were watching "Tucao Conference" together.

"Chu He, are you back? Come on, watch the latest episode of the Tucao Conference, it's so funny." Lu Xinye said quickly.

Chuhe put the barbecue packed outside the school in front of them, "Okay, I'll see later."

Lu Xinye saw that Chuhe bought them a supper, and immediately praised: "I found that our Xiaohehe is very handsome today, so handsome that he flies up."

"Stop talking nonsense, how are the members of the club going? We're about to start teaching." Chu He went into the bathroom and washed his face.

Qiu Mingjun immediately said: "The number of members has been fixed. There are fifteen members in total. Do you think it is too many or too few?"

Chuhe thought for a while, "Just right, not too much and not too little, just right."

"That's fine, I'll talk to Jun Wan later." After Qiu Mingjun finished speaking, he continued to watch the Tucao meeting cheerfully.

Chuhe came behind them and glanced at the computer screen.

Today's teaser is Sun Yang, the swimming champion who is No.1 in the history of national swimming.

And all the guests who came were very important.

Sun Yaping, No.1 in Chinese table tennis.

Wang Shipeng, that three-point lore from back then still appears in his mind all the time.

While watching, Chuhe asked them both: "By the way, who are the members of the club? Do you know any of them?"

"Yes, Shanqian from our class, and the senior Su Wei you know, and the very quiet Han Yingying, and Wanjun's roommate Gong Na, of course, and my sister Zi Zi Xi." Lu Xinye immediately thought of such people.

Chuhe was a little surprised, "Our Shanqian? When was she selected? Why don't I know?"

"Didn't you mention this club in class at the time? Then many people joined. Later, they felt that they had too much homework, and when they went to the club and had to restore cultural relics, they thought of quitting. Only Qianshan persisted. "

After Lu Xinye finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows: "Squad leader, I stayed because of you."

"Get out." Chu He gave her a blank look.

Chuhe climbed into bed, remembering the break-up meal at the end of last semester. At that time, Shanqian asked if she was free to go to the movies together, but he refused for some reason.

At that time, he was really busy and couldn't go.

As a result, the rumors became more and more exaggerated in the class, and Chuhe rejected Luo Shanqian's confession, which made Chuhe and Luo Shanqian not talk much after school started.

"This is embarrassing." Chu He sighed and had to think about tomorrow's matters and deal with them tomorrow.

As a result, the phone's screen lights up.

Xu Tongshan sent a WeChat message.

[Tomorrow I have military training! 】

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Chuhe comforted: [It's okay, it's only been a dozen days. 】

[Ten days?It's been a long time, okay?Otherwise, you can bring me a cold drink tomorrow! 】

Chuhe thought for a while, and agreed to her: [Okay, let's take a look at my juniors and sisters by the way. 】

[Just look at the younger brother, but don’t look at the younger sister. 】

When Chuhe saw Xu Tongshan's news, he couldn't help laughing.

Early the next morning, he got up and went to Tian Guyi's office.

Tian Guyi looked up at Chuhe standing at the door, continued to write, and then said: "I thought who it was, it turned out to be a busy person."

Seeing that Tian Guyi's tone of voice was a bit wrong, Chu He laughed and said, "Here, professor, why are you talking like that."

"Tell me, where have you been this week?" Tian Guyi put down his pen and took out the sign-in sheet: "You haven't attended class for a week, do you think that I will believe you when you tell the study committee that you have something to go home for?" ?”

"I really have something to do at home."

Chu He sat down, and after seeing Tian Guyi's suspicious eyes, he coughed lightly and explained, "Actually, I went to record the show."

"I've heard old head Xu say that the leaders above wanted to find a young cultural relic restorer and selected you. Then why did you go for so many days?" Tian Guyi didn't believe Chuhe's words.

Chu He faltered for a moment, and continued to explain: "Actually, I went to the Hubei Museum again to see Yunmeng and Qin Bamboo Slips."

Tian Guyi put a letter on the table and gestured: "You can read it yourself."

Chuhe was a little confused. He opened the letter and found that it was a thank you letter from the Hubei Museum. Then he responded: "So Professor Tian, ​​you already know?"

"I just want to see if you've lied to me." Tian Guyi snorted coldly, "You're a smart boy."

Chuhe muttered behind his back: "It's really an old fox."

(End of this chapter)