Boss Huang of the antique shop took out several genuine antiques, including a bronze ware and a Warring States sword, but for antique collectors, few people are interested in this thing.

Antique collectors are not fools. They are not called antiques, but cultural relics. The value lies not in themselves, but in research. Unless they really have a hobby or have money to burn bags, ordinary people will not touch this thing.

The value of antiques lies not only in their collection, but also in their own value, such as gemstones, jade, gold and silver, etc. even if they are really fooled, the added value is gone, and their own value is still there.

Cultural relics are different. Bronzes and ironware strip away their history, and the rest is a pile of scrap iron. Most people will collect them unless they have a problem with their head.

This kind of thing is specially prepared for local tyrants and experts.

"Hehe, little brother, these are my treasures! Look, is there anything in the eye? "

Yang Qiu ignored boss Huang. The old guy's sly face made him a little uncomfortable.

"Boss Huang, it's a little unkind of you to do this. I'm not interested in these things. To tell you the truth, I'm very interested in the thing you started with the other day, so you don't have to hide it!"

Boss Huang frowned when he heard the speech. He didn't expect the news to leak so quickly:

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be a well-informed person. Can I ask, how did you know I started an object a few days ago?"

Yang Qiu decided to cheat this guy. With an expression of indifference and disdain on her face, she said slowly:

"I say a person must be known by many people in your circle?"

"You say!"

"Field mouse, song Zhide!"

When he heard the words "field mouse", boss Huang's face suddenly changed.

Yang Qiu knew she was right at a glance.

At the beginning, song Zhide accompanied him into Kunlun Mountain, and he himself once said that he is the ancestor of the business of tomb theft, and in the antique industry, where is a cat that doesn't eat fishy?

When the old man heard Yang Qiu say Song Zhide, all the cunning and treachery on his face disappeared. Instead, he was in awe and slightly afraid:

"Oh, I really don't know Mount Tai. My brother actually knows master song. Wait, I'll get that object for you now."

Yang Qiu thought he would have to spend some time talking, but the old guy was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

This time it was much faster. In less than three minutes, boss Huang came out with a palm sized box carefully holding a baby.

Feng Dagang is also very curious about what can make Yang Shao's younger brother look at. It must not be an ordinary baby. He also collects a little when he is free. He has a little knowledge of harmony, so he wants to open his eyes.

Yang Qiu took the box and opened it. She couldn't help nodding.

The statue of the fallen angel in the box was handed over to him by Metatron. He took it into Fuxi temple and returned it to Lucifer after coming out.

I don't know why. The eyes on the statue became brighter and brighter, and even gave people a feeling of living. The whole statue was shrouded in a layer of soft brilliance and looked incomparably holy.

Starting with the gentle, there is even a strange feeling. It seems that the statue has a vague connection with the chaotic space.

As soon as Yang Qiu's fingers touched the statue, Yang Qiu clearly felt two extremely humanized eyes in the statue's eyes.

Yang Qiu was shocked at the bottom of her heart. Fortunately, there was no movement on the surface. She picked it up and pretended to observe it. Then she directly said to boss Huang:

"Boss Huang, make an offer. I want this!"

Boss Huang is really in trouble at this time. If Yang Qiu doesn't bring it out to song Zhide, he won't take it out at all. Now Yang Qiu asks him to make an offer, which makes him mutter for a while.

Song Zhide's position in their circle is simply too high. Even a real collection master should be respectful and polite when he sees him. Boss Huang hasn't even seen this song master.

But people can know Master song, and even Feng Dagang, a famous director, is polite. Obviously, this young man has not only money, but also background.

Such a person can't afford to offend.

But this thing is obviously a wonderful treasure. I expect to make a lot of money with it.

"Alas, brother, actually... This thing, I'll tell you the truth. When I collected it, I used 1.8 million. You know, in our business, we can fool one by one. I don't know what the baby is. I don't know the origin, but this thing is a rare treasure. Don't you have any opinion?"

With a faint smile, Yang Qiu directly put the statue into his pocket, and then smiled faintly:

"Boss Huang, don't think too much. Things are not as serious as you said. In a word, make an offer."

Boss Huang's eyes flashed two rays of light rapidly. He looked at Yang Qiu and Feng Dagang, and then slowly stretched out two fingers.

Feng Dagang helped Yang Qiu in the end. He immediately answered and said:

"Two million? Boss Huang, I didn't expect you to be a kind man. I think it's a little low for two million. In this case, five million. I'll make the decision for Yang Shao. "

Boss Huang almost hated Feng Dagang.

Is that two fucking million?

If you want another five million, I will doubt whether you are working together today to seek my baby.

No wonder boss Huang thinks so. Today's thing is too strange and too coincidental.

As soon as I started a baby, the big director came to find a shooting place. If he didn't find it elsewhere, he found himself here.

That's OK. Later, another Yang Shao came out and carried song Zhide out to frighten people. Why is it so similar to the way of making a game in this circle?

Yang Qiu didn't want to create new problems, so she said directly and readily:

"OK! 20 million, I'll transfer it to you right away! "

When paying the bill, there was a little episode. Yang Qiu's cards were all overseas cards, and they were all US dollars. This kind of bulk funds for real-time transfer was very troublesome. On the one hand, Yang Qiu had no experience at all. When he could use money, he basically didn't. as a result, he had to sweat and didn't transfer the money, Boss Huang is like looking at a big liar, so that he almost didn't crush the old thing.

After thinking about it, Feng Dagang generously took out a card from himself and said:

"Brother, you brush mine first. It's convenient for me!"

Yang Qiu was a little depressed and said:

"Brother Feng, isn't it good for you?"

"What's wrong?"

Feng Dagang glared at Yang Qiu and said enthusiastically:

"Your eldest brother helped me a lot last year. Besides, it's my honor to let you use my money."

Boss Huang is afraid of complications. Feng Dagang is so generous that he offers 20 million. If the deal is not cost-effective, it is nonsense. What rare treasure is the safest to change into cash.

"Brother, otherwise, use Feng Dao's card?"