On the other side of the antique street, Shi Yuhai took out his mobile phone and dialed Qian Kun's number.

"Master Qian, I was beaten in the antique street."

"Bring someone here quickly and help me find my place."

"That man is so arrogant that he doesn't even take you seriously."

Shi Yuhai said with a bitter look on his face.

"Is there still such a thing? Don't worry, I'll bring someone over right away." On the other end of the phone, Master Qian Kun was furious when he heard it. He hung up the phone and rushed over here with his people.

Others around him pointed at Shi Yuhai's crotch, which was very eye-catching.

Hello kt cat's underwear appeared in front of everyone.

In desperation, Shi Yuhai had no choice but to take off his upper body clothes, tie them around his waist, and cover his crotch.

From a long distance away, Shi Yuhai saw Lin Fei.

"Little Zha San, today, you beat me and asked me to die. I will not let you go."

"Just wait until Master Qian comes with his men and break your legs!"

Shi Yuhai narrowed his eyes and thought darkly.

Shi Yuming on the side almost laughed out loud.

"That little bastard and his mother haven't left yet. They're still there picking out gifts."

In Shi Yuming's view, as long as Qian Kun brings people here, Lin Fei will be unable to eat and walk around.

He is looking forward to it!

At the same time, Lin Fei and Lin Fei's mother Zhang Rong were still choosing gifts.

Those who persuaded Lin Fei and Lin Fei's mother Zhang Rong to leave quickly saw that Lin Fei and Lin Fei's mother Zhang Rong were indifferent, so they simply stopped trying.

"How much does this cost?" Lin Fei picked up a painting and asked the stall owner in front of him.

"One price, five million." The stall owner Hong Hao said loudly, "This is an authentic painting by Tang Bohu. See if the painting is lifelike."

Lin Fei laughed out loud.

Lin Fei's mother Zhang Rong also laughed.

That painting, at first glance, looks like a worthless piece of modernization, yet it is still the original work of Tang Bohu. It’s really hilarious.

"During his lifetime, Tang Bohu drew a picture of a dung beetle pushing a dung ball?" Lin Fei suppressed a smile.

"I have painted it, I must have painted it. Isn't the painting in my hand the dung beetle pushing a dung ball that he painted during his lifetime?" Hong Hao, the stall owner, said seriously.

At this time, Lin Fei stretched out a hand.

When the stall owner Hong Hao saw this, his eyes widened and he exclaimed: "You only give 500,000?"

"No." Lin Fei shook his head.

"Fifty thousand?" The stall owner Hong Hao acted quite realistically. He put his hands into his hair and said very disappointedly.

Lin Fei shook his head again.

"Five thousand?" The stall owner Hong Hao's eyes were as wide as bull's eyes at this time, and he looked like he was going crazy.

"No." Lin Fei replied lightly.

The stall owner Hong Hao actually dared to ask for five million for a broken painting. Even Lin Fei thought five yuan was too much.

"Then how much money are you going to give me?" Hong Hao, the stall owner, was confused.

"Five dollars." Lin Fei smiled.

The stall owner Hong Hao was stunned when he heard this.

"Too little."

"You must add more."

"You can't sell it for five dollars."

Lin Fei took back a finger and said, "Four yuan, sell it or not, or I'll leave."

After saying this, Lin Fei made a move to leave.

Seeing this posture, the stall owner Hong Hao became anxious: "Sell, I sell."

Zhang Rong on the side was dumbfounded.

Buying things, and this kind of operation.

"Mom, give me the money." Lin Fei glanced at his mother, Zhang Rong, and asked his mother, Zhang Rong, to give her the money.

Soon, Zhang Rong took out four yuan and gave it to the stall owner Hong Hao.

The stall owner Hong Hao took the money and sold his stuff to Lin Fei, "This is Xu Beihong's painting of Ten Thousand Horses Galloping. It is absolutely authentic. For the sake of your sincerity, I won't mess with you."

The price is eight million, you take it."

At this time, the stall owner Hong Hao held a painting in his hand and placed it in front of Lin Fei. He kept praising the painting in his hand and what was good about it.

"Why is there a sheep in here?"

"In Xu Beihong's painting of thousands of horses galloping, there is also a sheep drawn?"

Lin Fei pointed at the sheep in the painting held by stall owner Hong Hao and smiled coldly.

"I'm going!"

"This painting is awesome!"

"This is definitely something that has a price but no market. There is a sheep in the painting of galloping horses, which will definitely increase the value of this painting."

The stall owner Hong Hao was so excited.

However, Lin Fei waved his hand and said, "Just tell me how much this painting costs."

"Nine million!" Hong Hao, the stall owner, said categorically, "Nine million, any less, I won't sell it. Everyone knows that in the painting of ten thousand horses galloping by Master Xu Beihong, all the horses are in my hand.

In this painting, Master Xu Beihong himself painted a sheep. Do you think it is worth nine million?"

"Ten yuan, do you want to sell it or not?" Lin Fei didn't say that much to the stall owner Hong Hao. He directly stated a price and asked the stall owner Hong Hao to consider it.

Stall owner Hong Hao said with tears: "Sell."

After careful calculation, he made seven or eight yuan in tears today!

"You stall owner is very good at doing business!" Lin Fei looked at the stall owner Hong Hao and said with a smile.

"Little brother, I lost more than 10 million in business with you today. The more than 10 million I lost will be treated as if I made a friend with you. From now on, you can have anything you want.

Come find me here." Hong Hao, the stall owner, chuckled.

Lin Fei's mother, Zhang Rong, held two paintings in her hands, but she felt uncertain. Today was Mother's Day in Jianghai Province, so she took these two paintings and gave them to her mother, Li Chunlan.

It’s outrageous!

"Mom, don't you know about grandma? If you have money and status, even if you bring a bunch of rags to her, she will like it. If you have no money and no power, even if you go to her heart and soul, she will not be honest.

After just one look at you, I think it's okay to give these two paintings to her." Lin Fei seemed to see his mother Zhang Rong's concerns, so he said this.

"These two paintings are too cheap!" Zhang Rong frowned.

"Auntie, these two paintings are not cheap at all. One is five million and the other is nine million."

"It will be very honorable if you send it out."

"If my family hadn't been in urgent need of money, I wouldn't have sold these two paintings to you at a low price."

The stall owner Hong Hao pretended to be sad, but in his heart he was very happy.

"Two paintings worth more than 10 million yuan!"

"Send it out, it's very honorable."

Lin Fei also agreed.

Previously, when his grandmother Li Chunlan celebrated her 70th birthday, he kindly gave his grandmother Li Chunlan a birthday gift of 200,000 yuan, but his grandmother Li Chunlan regarded it as rubbish and returned it.

Today, he just wanted to feel disgusted with his grandmother Li Chunlan.

"Okay!" Zhang Rong smiled bitterly.

She seemed to have seen her mother Li Chunlan furious when she saw these two paintings.
Chapter completed!