Huo Qing'er glanced at her with disgust.

"What are you doing in there? Are you causing trouble?"

Haha, making trouble? Let me go in and show you the world, but Huo Chichi couldn't say that. She stretched out her arms and hugged Huo Qing'er's neck, holding his waist between her limbs.

His whole body was hung on Huo Qing'er, and he couldn't push away even if he wanted to.

"Chichi wants to go in and learn treasure appraisal from my second brother."

Although he disliked Huo Chichi, he had no time to argue with her. When he arrived at the place, Huo Qing had a little baby and rushed into Qingfeng Pavilion in a hurry.

Entering Qingfeng Pavilion, Huo Qing'er hung a human-shaped pendant, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The aloof Second Young Master Huo actually had a milk dumpling hanging in his arms.

The eldest son of the Ye family, Ye Chengcheng, led a seven or eight-year-old boy over and teased: "The real daughter of your family?"

Huo Qing'er focused all her energy on the antiques on the booth and said perfunctorily: "That's right."

Ye Chengcheng seemed to have found a soulmate: "Is he also forced to be a nanny?"

Huo Qing'er: "That's right."

"Then let Chengjin play with her and we'll pick up the slack."

"That's it..., okay, then I'll bother you, the Second Young Master of the Ye family."

Huo Qing'er wanted to take off the milk dumplings in her arms and let her play with Ye Chengjin. After all, they were similar in age and could play together.

But Huo Chichi refused to let go.

Huo Qing'er had no choice but to hug her and sit on her seat.

Huo Chichi's eyes stayed on Ye Chengjin.

Chengjin, surnamed Ye, Ye Chengjin.

What a damn coincidence.

Her nemesis in the previous life was also named Ye Chengjin, and the little boy in front of her was simply a miniature version of him.

This surprising similarity made Huo Chichi's head hurt.

After she died, she wore the book and wore it on the body of Naituanzi who looked like her and had the same name.

Is there a possibility that that turtle old bastard Ye Chengjin also wore it?

She felt scared just thinking about it.

If that pervert Ye Chengjin also wore it, he must be here to cause trouble for her.

"Red sandalwood screen, starting from 1 million."

The host's voice sounded from the booth.

Huo Chichi withdrew his attention and looked at the booth at the front.

This screen looks familiar. It is a red sandalwood screen from the Qingming Dynasty. It is extremely rare and is four and a half meters long.

The front of the screen is made of crescent white silk and is embroidered with the style of the deep alleys in the south of the Yangtze River. The back of the screen is made of very rare lapis lazuli and has many seven-character poems written on it.

Very noble.

However, the rosewood inlaid on the screen was covered with dust and looked dilapidated. It was inconspicuous among the many calligraphy, painting and porcelain exhibits, and was even disliked by all the collectors present.

Among them is Huo Qingyi.

"Although it is a rare screen from the Ming and Qing dynasties, the damage is so severe that I am not sure it can be repaired."

Ye Chengcheng: "That's such a pity. If it can't be repaired after being photographed, it will be useless.

Two days ago, a two-meter-long screen was auctioned in Pingyang, also from the Ming and Qing dynasties. It was in almost perfect condition and sold for nearly 100 million."

Huo Qing'er: "If it was in better condition, it would definitely be worth more than 100 million, but because it couldn't be repaired well, it became worthless."

The people next to him nodded and agreed with Huo Qing'er's statement.

Huo Qing'er is the most powerful antique restorer in the imperial capital. If he can't repair anything, it's even less likely for others to be able to repair it.

Therefore, no one is willing to bid for this collection.

After all, it wouldn’t be good to take a picture and smash it into your hands.

Huo Chichi was secretly happy. She remembered that this red sandalwood screen had been lying in her warehouse because she was too busy and had no time to repair it.

Therefore, she couldn't figure out why this screen appeared here.

She once took a closer look and found that although the red sandalwood screen was worn out, it could be repaired.

Fortunately, no one of the collectors present recognized the goods, so Huo Chichi pulled Huo Qing'er excitedly.

"Second brother, Chichi wants to take a picture of this screen."

Huo Qing'er lowered her head and looked at her: "Children, don't talk."

Huo Chichi was speechless. It seemed that Huo Qing'er, a restorer, was not very skilled either.

She had to find a way to get Huo Qing'er to take pictures of this screen.

At this time, the screen on the treasure appraisal booth started counting down.

The host of Qingfeng Pavilion picked up the hammer and prepared to give the final word.

Huo Chichi frowned. It would be too late if she didn't take the photo. She stretched out her hand and snatched Huo Qing'er's price tag.

"one million."

The soft and waxy little milk sound resounded in everyone's ears.

There were many collectors, snickering.

"This screen must not be repairable. I didn't expect Mr. Huo to want to take pictures."

"Maybe I think it has collectible value."

"The Huo family still has money and can let Mr. Huo spend it as he pleases."

Everyone said something to each other, and Huo Qing'er's face suddenly lost its composure. He stretched out his hand to snatch back the price tag.

The host on the stage is counting down.

Huo Chichi didn't care that the price tag was taken away. Everyone here was blind, and no one had the insight to see the pearl.

So no one competed with her for the red sandalwood screen.

Buy it for 1 million, go back and repair it, and then sell it for 200 million.

Huo Qing'er's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes were blinded.

Huo Chichi was already thinking about the scene where Huo Qingyou treated her as a boss and served her tea and water.

She was just waiting for the host to make the final decision.

She smiled so hard that the corners of her mouth tilted to the back of her head.

"five million."

Next to Huo Chichi, Ye Chengjin raised the price sign.

Huo Chichi's face suddenly became tense. In her previous life, her mortal enemy Ye Chengjin was always causing trouble for her.

But when she got out of the book, she still encountered that face that made people hate her at the first glance. She was in a bad mood. She looked at Ye Chengjin with a fierce look on her face.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Chengjin smiled knowingly at her and raised the price tag in his hand with a profound look on his face.

"The highest bidder gets it."

Huo Chichi was not convinced. She had never lost to Ye Chengjin in her previous life, and she would not lose if she met a smaller version in this life.

So she reached out to grab the price tag in Huo Qing'er's hand, but she couldn't get it because she was not tall enough.

"Second brother, Chichi likes this screen and wants to take a picture of it and give it to grandpa. Don't stop me."

Huo Qing'er felt that as long as he was not crazy, he would never give her the price tag.

The host on stage is counting down again.

Huo Chichi frowned and snatched the price tag from Ye Chengjin next door.
Chapter completed!