Chapter 509： Song Yun is owed

Feng Yuan, Hu Yang, and Xu Chunxue got together, and their faces were very ugly. Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng, and Song Yun all heard what they said, including the surrounding discussions.

"Populus!"

"What exactly happened here?!"

"Could it be said that that stone is really a bloodstone?!"

Feng Yuan can’t help it. He is not a fool. He can become an internet celebrity in the antique world. Although his ability to identify is not very good, he is well informed, not to mention that he has never heard of something like Soapstone. , If the stone is real, it is definitely a big deal, and windfall comes from the sky.

"If that piece is really a bloodstone, it would be a lot of fun!"

Xu Chunxue's eyes rolled randomly, staring at the stone on the table not far away.

"How can I know what's going on?"

"Didn't you just say it?"

"When I bought the contents of the box, I just glanced at it. I didn't know how to use it at all. Needless to say, it is impossible to pay attention to that base even if I started it!

"Don't ask me why, let alone what is going on, I don't know anything, I don't know anything!"

Populus euphratica is extremely depressed. If it is really a bloodstone, it will be swollen if this slap is slapped on one's face, not to mention that the loss is a lot of money, which is not one hundred and hundreds of thousands. So simple but one hundred million, this is still the starting price.

"It won't be true!"

"This will never be true!"

"How could it be true?!"

"The base of a high imitation antique must be polished out of a stone at will. It can't be a rare thing like a bloodstone!"

Hu Yang looked at the stone placed on the table only a few steps away from him, muttering non-stop in his mouth.

What Xu Chunxue said is not wrong. If this is really a bloodstone, it would be a lot of fun and earth-shattering.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, including Zhao Weijun, were silent at this time. Their eyes were fixed on the stone placed on the table. The more they looked at it, the more they felt that this was a bloodstone, but after all, they were not real masters, and they were afraid to make a final conclusion.

The people watching the excitement around were very loud at first, but slowly, I don’t know why no one was speaking. At the end, it became quieter, and the atmosphere slowly became very serious, as if a few more atmospheres were added out of thin air. This feeling of breathlessness, the only change is that the news spread quickly, and more and more people rushed over to watch. In just ten or twenty minutes, the number of onlookers exceeded 5,000, densely packed, and crowded. The people who came from behind felt that the atmosphere at the scene was very depressed, and then they spoke with their throats suppressed. They did not dare to speak loudly. After figuring out what was happening, they closed their mouths tightly. The staring boss stood on tiptoes, craned his neck, and wanted to see. Look at what is going on inside, even if you don't see it at all, don't give up, and no one will walk away at this time, waiting for the final result.

"Does it need this?"

"It's just a bloodstone, how does it feel like the end of the world?!"

Song Yun looked left and right. Everyone around him was cautious. They didn't dare to speak loudly. They didn't even dare to move. They were really speechless, including old guys like Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng and Zhao Weijun. It's all so.

"You really owe you that!"

Zhu Deyuan glared at Song Yun fiercely.

"Didn't you just say it?"

"This level of leakage is a big deal for ordinary people like us, but for Song Yun, it's not a big deal. Naturally, he won't care, thinking that we are too stupid like this."

Xu Desheng rubbed his face. The atmosphere on the scene was indeed a bit depressing, making people breathless. His face was tight and the flesh felt a little sore.

"Song Yun!"

"I think you don't stay here, find a place to have tea!"

"Seeing you stuck here, we all feel an eyesore!"

Zhao Weijun also bombarded.

Gong Liman listened to the side and couldn't help laughing. Song Yun's words really sounded like a beating.