Things that are hundreds of years old are also very well preserved. For example, Duanmu Baolian's mutton-fat white jade peony pendant is very well preserved. It is white, crystal clear, and as perfect as this little girl's skin.

.But he must be skeptical about this Fang Guyin.

These two people didn't look like good people at first glance. Duanmu Baolian had made an appointment with them a long time ago. If it had been him before, he would have kicked them out as soon as they entered.

He doesn't know much about antiques, but he has seen a lot of them, but he has never seen anyone's antiques that are so brand-new. Can a new thing be called an antique?

Duanmu Baolian naturally had no way to explain anything to Mr. Mei. She just smiled, her big eyes turned into crescents, and picked up such a small gold seal from the ground. The jasper seal just now was as big as her fist.

, but it’s not too young at all. When placed on the table, the monster is terrifying enough to scare children.

But this pure gold seal is very small, with a dragon-shaped twist on it, and the seal is not words, but a double dragon flower seal.

"This is said to be the private seal of the person you like." Chen Banxian said with a smile. He had been labeled as an uneducated representative by Duanmu Baolian, so he did not dare to say anything more, for fear that if he said too much, he would be in trouble.

Being laughed at by this little girl.

"I want to see the paintings." Duanmu Baolian said with a smile.

"Hey -" Mr. Mei heard something was wrong and asked immediately, "Who does my Pauline like?" This girl told him yesterday that she liked him? She made him happy all day long, why today?

Just like someone else?

"Sir, do you want to know?" Chen Banxian approached him and asked in a low voice, "Are you jealous?"

Mr. Mei quickly took two steps back and almost cursed on the spot. Who are these people?

"Do you know who the person in the world is?" Lao Hei asked. When Duanmu Baolian told him about it, he was confused.

This name sounded familiar. Mr. Mei thought for a while and finally said: "Song Huizong?" It seemed that he was the only one with such an honorific title? Of course, his honorific title might have been given by a modern person.

"Yes, that's him!" Lao Hei said, "Your boss wants his paintings."

"You stole that museum?" Mr. Mei asked almost instinctively. Are you kidding me? It is impossible for his paintings to circulate on the market? No... the painting in Duanmu Baolian's room,

Wu Daofei judged that it was the authentic work of Wu Daoxuan. Who was that Wu Daoxuan? Could it be Wu Daozi, who is known as the sage of painting?

The painting of the painting saint has been circulated in the industry and has become extinct, and it is impossible to exist at all. However, there is one hanging in Duanmu Baolian's room. Of course, she followed Wu Fifei's advice and bought the best sandalwood.

The painting box came back for storage and has been put away.

This is because she is worried, what if bugs fly in, crawl on her face and poop? Then draw a little fairy, but it looks exactly like her.

Since there are people from Wu Daozi, why can't there be people from Song Huizong? Just because of the origins of these people, Mr. Mei couldn't help but be surprised... He didn't want the pure boss Baolian to have a relationship with these gangsters.
Chapter completed!