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Chapter 562 So Stupid
Huo Ziming is frustrated in both career and love, and those who are barefoot are afraid that they will wear shoes?He overturned the mahjong table, and the mahjong splashed everywhere in an instant, scaring a few old ladies to run away with their heads in their hands.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? Run away your wife and want to beat us!!"

"Come here!! This person is crazy!"

"Call the police! Call the police and catch this violent man!!"

Seeing how noisy old ladies were yelling, he wished he could go up and crush them to death!
Tian Baozhu groaned inwardly, fearing that he would cause trouble, she hurriedly dragged him away from the mahjong parlor.

There was no time to take the elevator, so I took the stairs and ran out of the apartment building.

"You kid, why are you competing with them! Beware of them blackmailing you!"

Huo Ziming snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter! If you want money or not, you want life. If I really kill one, I will have something for the rest of my life!"

Tian Baozhu jumped angrily, and cursed: "Nonsense!! That's right. What did you come to see me for?"

"Of course I asked you to go home and cook! What time is it?"

"I had so much fun, I forgot the time! You just came out today, let's go to the farmer's market over there?"

"Okay!"

The farmers market at dinner time is very lively. It is said that it is a farmers market, but it is just a street where you can set up stalls casually.There is no venue fee for this kind of place, and the price is naturally much cheaper.

At home, it is close to the outskirts of the city, and many of them are vegetable farmers who grow their own land. The freshly picked vegetables are fresh and cheap.

Huo Ziming has been here for more than half a year, and he hasn't done any housework. This is the first time he has come here. The rotten vegetables and garbage all over the floor made him frown.

Tian Baozhu skillfully picks up the messy vegetables on the ground, and because of the change of a few cents and the hawkers coming and going, she has long since lost the appearance of a rich and famous lady.He secretly smiled bitterly, Tian Baozhu, who cared so much about face before, has accepted such a poor life, shouldn't he also accept his fate?
A large group of onlookers gathered at the intersection, and a cheap loudspeaker was whirring and it was hard to hear what to say. Huo Ziming curiously leaned over and walked through the crowd of old men and women.

It turned out to be a seller of antiques. Nuoda’s mattresses were spread on the floor, and there were many dirty gadgets, blue and white porcelain, and jade pendants scattered on it. They were fake at first glance. A few old men asked the price curiously, and they didn’t cheap too!

Does anyone buy this stuff?He stood curiously for a while, and suddenly, a painting hanging behind the stall owner attracted his attention.

He looked at the subtitle excitedly, "Nine Springs (Part [-])"! ? !
real or fake?He's not a professional, so he doesn't know what to do.But he knew that the author of "Nine Spring Pictures" came from a poor family, and these nine paintings were given to the literati and inkmen he made friends in the world.Thinking about it, it is not impossible to appear in such a small stall.

Pointing to the words behind the stall owner, he asked, "Are you authentic?"

The stall owner said with a smile: "Young man! You are an outsider at first glance. Experts on antiques say that the real thing is the real thing, but I can guarantee that these things are from the right way! I have been putting them here for a while , you can ask everyone!"

"That's right! That's right! Young man, you can't have a profit mentality in collecting antiques."

Huo Ziming held his chin and suppressed the excitement in his heart. He had a premonition.This painting is his chance to stand up! !
"Then how much is this "Nine Springs Picture"?"

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, and stretched out two fingers: "8000! No bargaining!"

"So expensive?"

"You know why I put it here? It's my treasure"

Just as Huo Ziming was about to say something, Tian Baozhu squeezed in panting: "You kid, don't tell me what happened when you left. I've been looking for you for a long time. What are you doing here?"

He pointed to the painting: "I seem to have found a treasure."

Tian Baozhu smiled and said: "I think it's fake, what kind of good things can there be in this kind of broken roadside stall!"

Huo Ziming quickly stopped her, if this painting was real, its value would start at millions, and her big mouth can't be a bad thing.

The stall owner was a little unhappy, so he glanced at his face and ignored him.

"Boss, I like this painting very much. Do you think it can be cheaper?"

"9000! I won't sell anything less!"

"Nine thousand? Wasn't it eight thousand just now?"

"Heh, I think you are in the same business to inquire about the price, right? You and that old lady are singing a good face and a bad face, discrediting my stall! If you are really sincere, you don't care about the thousands of dollars, you think about it yourself!"

Tian Baozhu was a little angry, grabbed Huo Ziming and said, "Nine thousand? Isn't this Ming Qiang? Who really puts it here! You child. Let's go home and cook!"

You must know that their total deposits are less than 2 yuan now!Does Huo Ziming have a job? Spend 9000 yuan to buy a fake painting. If she agrees, she will be out of her mind!
Huo Ziming pushed her away, and said to the stall owner: "Boss! My mother doesn't understand. I really like this painting. It's only [-] yuan. I don't want to bargain. Give me this!"

Tian Baozhu's eyeballs were about to pop out: "Are you crazy?"

Huo Ziming's expression is very serious. Although he is not an expert, after all, he grew up watching a real painting. The brushwork and style of the painting are exactly the same as the one in the study. He has a hunch that it must be true! !
The stall owner looked embarrassed, but very happy in his heart.He spent 200 yuan to collect this painting at a relative's house in the countryside, and it was sold for [-] yuan when he changed hands. He laughed out loud in his dreams.

Seeing that the stall owner was silent, Huo Ziming stretched out five fingers: "Add five hundred!"

The stall owner nodded, carefully rolled up the painting, handed it to him, and praised: "Young man! You have a good eye! Give it to you!"

Seeing this, the people who joined in the fun all raised their thumbs up to praise his decisiveness, but in their hearts they laughed at this heartless, eight thousand and five to buy this broken painting?How stupid.
Seeing Huo Ziming swiping the card happily, Tian Baozhu almost fainted.All the way, they kept chattering and scolding Huo Ziming: "You silly boy! Now the family has no money! How will we live in the future?"

When she got home, she cried, made trouble, and hanged herself.

"Why are you so confused? What the hell have I done!! Lin Feng!! I'll go find you!"

Huo Ziming was so annoyed that he slapped the table.Tian Baozhu immediately silenced her voice, but her heart still ached.

He took out his mobile phone and called the auction house he had cooperated with before. The auction house immediately became serious and expressed his willingness to come to appraise the painting.

Tian Baozhu knew that he was serious, and looked at the yellowed painting on the table with tears in his eyes: "How sure are you? Eight thousand paintings can be sold for millions? Isn't this a dream?"

Huo Ziming carefully put the painting away: "Is it true? We'll know when the experts come tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)