God Level Golden Eye

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng triumphantly told the whole story.

After Yang Zhonghe and others listened, they were all dumbfounded. No one wanted to get a story like this.

Pick up!

This turned out to be the thing that Wang Antiques collectors most want to encounter!

What's more, it is such a rare blue and white floor tile of the Great Baoen Temple!

"Old Man Zhu, Old Man Xu, didn't you make up this story?" Yang Zhonghe didn't quite believe it. "According to your statement, you can recognize the blue and white floor tiles from a distance. Just now, you said that after the floor tiles are handed. I took it back and painted for more than an hour before it was cleaned up. In other words, the floor tiles were covered with mud at the beginning. How do you see that it is a good thing?"

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng smiled at each other. They knew that Yang Zhonghe would definitely raise this question.

"Old man Yang, I knew you would ask that."

"That's right, we really don't have this kind of ability, but others have this kind of ability."

Zhu Deyuan said while laughing.

"other people?"

"Why did someone else pop up again?"

"Could it be that this floor tile is not yours?"

Yang Zhonghe was very strange, confused and confused about the situation.

"When did we say that this floor tile belongs to us?"

"It's just to let you ignorant people see it!"

Xu Desheng shook his head.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Old man Zhu, old man Xu, you are really bad. It was originally a simple and extremely simple thing, but it made you play mystery and made it very complicated!"

"It's not the two of you who picked up the leak, but Song Yun. You really don't fix it by selling this pass."

As soon as Zhao Weijun walked in, he heard the mysterious words of Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, and saw Song Yun sitting on the side without saying a word. He didn't understand what was going on. He immediately revealed it, but he had no plans. What face do you give Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng?

"Yo!"

"It seems that old man Zhao, you have forgotten the pain, the scar is healed, and you are proud of it again!"

Zhu Deyuan was even less polite and immediately satirized.

Zhao Weijun simply ignored Zhu Deyuan's words, as if he had heard nothing, and strode to Song Yun.

"Come, come!"

"Let me introduce to everyone!"

"This young man is called Song Yun, a master at picking up leaks. This time I was able to get away. Thanks to him, the debt to him is bigger than the sky!"

Zhao Weijun clapped his hands and said loudly after attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone knows what happened to Zhao Weijun recently. He also knew the news about how he finally got out. At this time, he discovered that the person who helped Zhao Weijun so much was the young man who didn't say a word after he came in, and all his eyes almost fell to the ground.

"Old man Zhu, old man Xu, you two are really bad!"

"Don't even tell us about it?"

"It made us think it was the younger generation you brought!"

Yang Zhonghe was the first to attack. The people who came here tonight were all prestigious seniors in the circle. Song Yun had already won everyone’s respect for doing such a thing. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng knew Song Yun’s identity and deliberately Concealing, the conscience is so bad, I clearly want to see everyone's jokes.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's not wrong for this kid to be called Song Yun, but no matter how powerful he is, he is also our junior. In front of our group of old men and women, he has no place to speak!"

Zhu Deyuan put on the air.

"Old man Zhu, you are shameless!"

"Excessive! It's too much! Old man Zhu, you call it brazen!"

"Old and thief, I'm talking about someone like Old Man Zhu!"

Zhu Deyuan's words did not accidentally cause the so-called human attack.

"Mr. Song!"

"Come, come!"

"Sit down, please!"

Yang Zhonghe is the host here tonight. After knowing Song Yun's true identity, he was very polite.

Song Yun shook his head and waved his hands quickly, Yang Zhonghe treated himself as an equal, and he absolutely couldn't bear this kind of thing.

"Lao Yang, you can just call my name Song Yun, otherwise, I wouldn't dare stay here anymore!"

Song Yun smiled bitterly, and Yang Zhonghe's name really couldn't bear it.

"What are you doing?"

"Song Yun is so much younger than us, there is no need to mess with the red tape, just call him by name!"

Zhu Deyuan patted Yang Zhonghe on the shoulder severely.

Yang Zhonghe thought for a while and nodded. Song Yun was indeed much younger anyway, and he would appear very productive if he was too polite. There was no need to do this, it would really scare people away.

Zhao Weijun walked to the table. When he first came in, he only knew that Song Yun had missed it again. I didn’t know what it was. He lowered his head and glanced at the floor tiles placed on the table. At the beginning, he didn’t care a little, but the more he looked at his face. The more serious his expression.

"Is it impossible?"

"Is this the blue and white floor tiles of the legendary Dabaoen Temple?"

"Song Yun, you can really pick up everything. You just picked up a big jar of blue and white character stories, and in a blink of an eye you picked up another floor tile like this. Your luck is too invincible, right?"

The more Zhao Weijun watched, the more frightened. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng once said that Song Yun was a master at picking up leaks. At the beginning, they didn't believe it at all. As long as they are old enough, there are few who never pick up leaks, but never I’ve heard that someone has been picking up leaks, but now suddenly I found out that maybe there are people like this in the world. Apart from anything else, Song Yun has already picked up leaks three times if he only knew about it. Moon bottle, next is the big jar of Yuan blue and white character story, and the other is this blue and white floor tile in front of me. Every piece is incredible. If an antique player can pick up such a leak once , Enough to brag for a lifetime, Song Yun in a short period of time time and time again, it is not an exaggeration to call it a leak picker.

"what?"

"Old man Zhao, what are you talking about?"

"A big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories?"

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"What are you kidding?"

"How could something like this appear?!"

"You are absolutely wrong!"

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"impossible!"

"There are only 8 jars of Yuan blue and white character stories recognized in the world, and there is absolutely no possibility that there will be a ninth one!"

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"Zhao Weijun, you are already a big man and you are already a well-known figure in the antique collection circle. Such jokes must not be opened!"

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Zhao Weijun's words are like pouring a bowl of water into a pot of hot oil, which is noisy.