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Chapter 1353 Half a painting, one thousand yuan!

The antique industry is originally a mixture of fish and dragons, and the water is very deep.

Even those experts with rich experience and knowledge may be slap in the antique market, let alone ordinary people.

Especially ordinary people like Feng Qing'er who know nothing, who rashly break into this antique market, is no different from dying!

Next, Feng Qing'er pulled Chen Dong to several stores, and there were several things he liked. Feng Qing'er almost bought them all, but was stopped by Chen Dong.

Of course, Chen Dong knew that this little girl was not a shortage of money, but after all, he was still following him. If this girl was told that she would pay millions in for nothing, it would be an insult to him, as a military advisor!

Seeing that all the treasures she liked were rejected by Chen Dong, Feng Qing'er felt so depressed.

"Uncle, you at least let me spend some money on it!"

"You don't want me to buy this one, and you don't want me to buy that one. How can you get a bargain when you do this?!"

Feng Qing'er pouted, her beautiful face full of unhappiness.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's appearance, Chen Dong was so amazed and laughed. "You really think this is a vegetable market. Can you pick up all the treasures at will?"

"I'm still picking up a bargain, I think you're like a bargain!"

When Ma Jiufeng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It’s just my own brother Dong, who dares to talk to my eldest daughter of the Feng family like this.

Even this little witch can hold on to her. As expected, Brother Dong is still powerful!

Feng Qing'er was already very depressed. When she saw that even Ma Jiufeng dared to laugh at her, she was immediately angry.

His eyes were staring at Ma Jiufeng and angrily shouted: "You laugh, just laugh! If you laugh again, I will bite you to death if you believe it or not!"

In one sentence, Ma Jiufeng, a dignified social tycoon, was also trembling.

With this young lady's temper, she said she would really bite...

Chen Dong was helpless and said angrily: "Why are you yelling at Mr. Ma? What's your temper? Let's send it to me."

As a result, when Feng Qing'er heard this, her originally arrogant pretty face immediately changed into a bright smile, hurriedly took Chen Dong's arm, and said coquettishly: "What are you saying, husband? You are so good, how could I lose my temper at you! Is it okay if I know you are wrong? Kiss..."

Chen Dong was so funny that this girl was so weird that she really couldn't help it.

When Ma Jiufeng saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

This is really different from the same dick...

At this time, Feng Qing'er continued to say to Chen Dong gently, "Husband, you have promised to be a military advisor for me."

"Now, should you take action and help me find some vacancy?"

Chen Dong said helplessly: "You are too naive. There are not so many leaks left in this world for you to pick up."

In fact, just now, Chen Dong had already screened the antiques in the shops along the street through the Golden Dragon Pupil, and found that most of the things in the shops were imitated in modern times.

In addition, there are many things that are not worth much money even though they have been in some years.

It can be said that the entire antique market looks very large and has a lot of products, but in fact, at least 99.9% of the things are just a scattered one.

But this is not surprising at all.

Because this is the current situation of the antique market and is also a normal phenomenon.

It would be abnormal if the things in this antique market were valuable treasures.

Therefore, when most people visit the antique market, they can only become leeks, and only a very small number of people can find the beads in the sea and gold in the sand!

In the following time, Chen Dong and the others visited most of the antique market, but still couldn't find anything suitable.

After traveling for so long, he still gained nothing. Feng Qing'er completely lost her patience and wanted to go home.

Just then, Chen Dong's eyes suddenly fell on a product in the store next to him.

It was a landscape painting.

To be precise, it can only be considered half of the painting. The other half of the painting seems to have been torn away because of poor storage. There can be obvious traces of torn in the middle.

Although this half of the painting was framed in the picture frame, it was obviously not very popular with the boss, but was randomly stacked on the cabinet, behind a large number of things.

However, Chen Dong saw something from this half of the painting.

"Qing'er, don't you want to find a bargain? The opportunity is here!" Chen Dong said casually.

Feng Qing'er, who was dejected the previous second, heard this and felt like she was being injected with chicken blood. She instantly rejuvenated and suddenly became ridges.

"Really? Where is it?!" Feng Qing'er asked anxiously.

Chen Dong pointed to the half painting in the store and said to Feng Qing'er: "Did you see that painting? That's your goal today!"

The next moment, when Feng Qing'er saw the painting, she was immediately disappointed, "The painting looks pretty good, but why is it only half?"

"And it was torn apart by someone. Is this valuable?"

Feng Qing'er is very skeptical of the value of this painting.

Not only her, but even Ma Jiufeng looked suspicious, obviously he didn't think that this half of the painting could be worth much money.

Chen Dong chuckled and said confidently: "Don't worry, I promise that this half of the painting is definitely much more valuable than everything you just saw!"

Although Feng Qing'er is still skeptical, since it is something Chen Dong chose, Feng Qing'er must give it a try.

She was skeptical about things, but she definitely believed in Chen Dong.

"Okay, then I'll buy that half of the painting back now!"

Feng Qing'er rolled up her sleeves and was about to walk into the store.

At this moment, Chen Dong suddenly thought of something and hurriedly reminded him: "Remember, you can only give you a maximum of 1,000 yuan for this painting."

"If you can't agree on a thousand dollars, you can leave immediately and leave without looking back. Do you know?"

"One thousand dollars?" Feng Qing'er was surprised and said in disbelief: "Uncle, if you go to the craft shops outside, you may not even be able to buy a modern painting."

"One thousand yuan? Are you sure I won't be scolded to death by that boss?"

In Feng Qing'er's opinion, if this half of the painting is really valuable as Chen Dong said, the selling price will definitely be very high.

As a result, Chen Dong asked her to pay a maximum of 1,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!
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