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The man had an inkstone in his hand that was made of old wood, and looked at Zhong Ming proudly.

Zhong Ming did not mind, and indifferently looked at the man in front of him. This guy was definitely treating him as a hot-blooded youth who knew nothing at all.

"Dragon Wood? I want it! "

At this moment, a youth standing not too far away heard the man's words and walked over with large strides, saying anxiously.

"There's a Dragon Wood? Quick, let's go take a look as well! "

Immediately afterwards, the two middle-aged men also hurried over.

Zhong Ming originally did not want to say anything to the man, but he did not expect the man to come running over as soon as he shouted.

Zhong Ming never thought that ever since he had found the Dragon Wood at the antique street, the entire antique street had become a sensation. In the future, more and more people would want to obtain a piece of his Dragon Wood in order to be able to take a look at it. It was as if a wave of Dragon Wood had unwittingly stirred up. However, Dragon Wood were not so easily seen, so this craze had already evolved into a craze to find Dragon Wood s and counterfeit goods.

Until now, the real Dragon Wood was only the piece in Zhou Yuxuan's hands.

"Fifty thousand?" A piece of lousy wood is worth fifty thousand pieces? " Zhong Ming said indifferently.

"Lad, if you don't want then I can give it to someone else. Fifty thousand for a Dragon Wood, that is extremely lucky, I only decided to sell it to you because of fate! "You can't do it, if I were to shout, who knows how many people on the street would rush over to pick up this cheap one." The middle aged man became displeased upon hearing what Zhong Ming said.

Zhong Ming sweated profusely. He felt that these scammers who sold fake goods already had such moral integrity, and still wanted to pick the one he found pleasing to cheat?

"I think it's better if you keep it for yourself!" Zhong Ming did not want to look at the scammer in front of him anymore. He had something very important to do, so he couldn't delay it any longer.

"I want this inkstone!" At this time, the young man who came up from behind loudly said with a worried expression.

He had long heard that last time, a young man around his own age had spent five hundred dollars to buy the Dragon Wood's ink stone and sold it for twenty million. Although he did not have such venomous eyes, he had obtained all the information he could regarding the shape of the Dragon Wood from the people present. The inkstone in the hands of the person in front of him should be exactly the same as the inkstone from last time.

If one were to say that the two of them were Dragon Wood s, it was very possible.

If it was really the Dragon Wood, then fifty thousand yuan would be the same as taking care of it for free, no matter how you looked at it, it was suitable.

The bigger reason was that he had seen the true appearance of the Dragon Wood and even changed his hands to a Dragon Wood the size of an ink stone. This was bound to make people jealous and crazy in the industry. Until now, only a piece of the real Dragon Wood had appeared in the hands of a mysterious person. If he got it, he would be able to turn himself from a nobody into a high-class celebrity. Just this point was enough to make everyone go crazy.

At this time, the owner looked at Zhong Ming, "You see, I don't worry about selling my things, I only take special care of you because I am lucky. If you don't want it, I'll sell it to someone else. "

At this time, the man holding the inkstone sucked on his big pipe with a special expression before continuing with a bit of regret.

"I got this Dragon Wood by accident, just to find a fated one. Treasures also had intelligence. When people were choosing treasures, why wouldn't they be choosing suitable masters? "Let's do this, young man." As he spoke, he took out the large pipe from his hand and knocked on a rock nearby, knocking out all the smoke and ashes from the pipe. He then very carefully put the pipe into the pocket of his pants.

"And then, an egg-sized censer escaped from his pocket." As long as you buy this inkstone, this censer will give it to you as a gift! " As he spoke, the man felt his heart ache. Although this small censer was of no use to him, it was still very exquisite. Although it wasn't a big deal, it was still a pretty good piece of jewelry.

The man had been in the antiques business for many years, and he knew that some antiques were spiritual. Therefore, since he had this feeling, it meant that the person in front of him was the chosen master.

Those who dealt in these kinds of things were very superstitious. After all, coming into contact with some ancient items, or even some funeral objects that one obtained from a tomb, it was naturally for the sake of helping others. Those who can get good results.

Zhong Ming was initially interested in this kind of scammer, but when the man took out the small censer from his pocket, Zhong Ming was startled.

A dazzling, metallic, small censer appeared in the man's hand. Although it was small, the craftsmanship of the censer was exquisite. The bottom of the censer curved slightly towards the top of the censer, forming the appearance of a lazy, small censer. Hollow design, the characters in Sanskrit writing some unknown secrets.

It really was like stepping on broken iron shoes without any place to look for it. It didn't take any effort at all to obtain it.

Zhong Ming took the censer from the man's hand and looked at it seriously. Although he had experienced countless dynasties, he could still feel a faint spiritual energy from the censer. He had traveled almost all over the antique market, but he hadn't expected that his hard work would pay off. In the end, he had still found one for himself.

"That's him!" Zhong Ming said happily.

At this moment, the man was speechless. Did this brat not use any antiques? Even though he had sold the Dragon Wood to him, he didn't want it no matter what. But now, he was so happy because of the imitation censer that could be found all over the street.

Hearing that Zhong Ming had the intention to agree, the young man who just came up was no longer calm. Seeing that he was about to sell the things he had his eyes on, how could he stay?

"What's wrong with you old man?" [Since he doesn't want it, why would he want it? I've been talking about this for a long time now, and now that I've taken it, you actually gave me a hard time! "

Hearing his tone, this young man was truly angry at this moment.

"I think so too. When doing business, one must be more willing to do so. If the other party doesn't want to buy it, so be it. Just sell it to those who want to buy it!" The bystanders also began to help condemn him.

"Sorry, this little brother already wants it!" "If you want something good to buy, or if you want something good, please come to my shop." The man with the pipe no longer had a pipe in his mouth, so his words were quite sincere.

"No, I want this thing today. No one can take it! I made the decision first, as well as that little censer, you have to give it to me too! " Young people were always full of vigor, how could they endure such a thing?

"Boss, I want this!" At this time, Zhong Ming was overjoyed, and agreed immediately.

"Little tramp, who do you think you are? You've already said that you don't want it, hurry up and scram! Don't disturb grandpa's shopping! " The young man was already infuriated, and immediately turned to look at Zhong Ming with an extremely unfriendly tone.

"This?" At this moment, the smoking pipe man was in a difficult position. Who would have thought that things would turn out like this? Judging from the attitude of the young people, if they couldn't buy this inkstone, then something bad would happen.

"Pa ~ ~"

Just as everyone was caught off guard, a loud slap scared them.

"Ma, you dared to hit me? Do you know who I am? " The young man's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Let me tell you, I am Qian Wanshan's nephew! Do you know about the Imperial Jewels? That's my uncle's! "You dare to steal from me on the antique street, are you sure you don't want it?" When the young man loudly reported his origins, he couldn't help but lift his head up high.

After all, even if it was an antique street, the reputation of Emperor Jewels was still very well-known. After all, it was a jewelry store that frequently received important people. If he could have a relationship with that place, then he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to sell his good stuff for a good price.

"Jewels?"

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a great background!"

"The Monarch's Jewelry is also a shop that sells antiques in the Songshan City, but they are not on the same level as us."

"Of course. After all, the rich can move up to a million and they don't care about the small amount of money. Just a random zero is enough for us to eat for half a year. "

"This time, the seller and this brat are on bad terms. If they offend the boss of the King Jewelry Store, any of the big figures around them will be able to destroy them."

At this moment, the bystanders were whispering to each other.

Zhong Ming looked at the young man indifferently. If he did not announce himself, Zhong Ming would not be so hateful, but if he introduced himself, it would be too disgusting.

Zhong Ming only reached his hand into his jacket's pocket, but when the man saw Zhong Ming's sudden actions, he was shocked, and immediately instinctively dodged backwards.

Zhong Ming immediately took out his phone from his pocket and gave it to the young man.

"Call Qian Wanshan!" Zhong Ming said indifferently.

The young man was startled upon hearing Zhong Ming's words, how could this man in ordinary clothes know his uncle's name, and call him by his name? However, he then overturned his own thoughts. From the looks of it, the man in front of him was not the child of some wealthy and powerful family. He definitely didn't have any background.

As the man thought of this, he felt a bit more confident. He immediately looked at Zhong Ming and the people around proudly as he dialed Qian Wanshan's number.

"Hello? "May I ask who you are?" Qian Wanshan's voice came out from the phone.

"Uncle —" When the man heard his uncle's voice, all the grievances he had suffered rushed up to him.

As he sobbed, he was close to bursting into tears.

"Uncle, you have to take revenge for me. I will be bullied like this. And this boss who sells goods, he doesn't buy your account at all! " The young man said with a wronged expression.

At this time, the surrounding people had already heard Qian Wanshan's voice and were looking at the man who was shopping from time to time. He had an expression that said, "Why did you provoke him for no reason?"

"Who is it?" Who dares to bully my precious nephew? Let him state his name! Uncle will help you take care of them! " Qian Wanshan had always doted on this nephew of his, and heard that his nephew was bullied like this on the antique street. And most importantly, according to his nephew's description, the other party was not someone with a strong background.

With Zhong Ming trying, the young man returned the phone in his hand to Zhong Ming.

"Hello? I am Zhong Ming! "

On the other side of the phone, the young man's confession caused him to be slightly agitated for a moment. However, after hearing Zhong Ming's voice, she stopped for a few seconds. The voice just now had faded away due to the passage of time. The entire microphone became overly quiet.

When the surrounding people saw Zhong Ming who seemed to have said his name, they became curious for a moment.

After a long while, Qian Wanshan's voice came out of the phone. However, his voice was not as casual as when he answered the phone, nor was it filled with anger after hearing that his nephew had been bullied. It was a completely different attitude.

"Is it little brother Zhong Ming? Long time no see. I never thought that we would actually have a chance to talk to each other. It's truly a great honor. " Qian Wanshan's flattering voice came from the phone.

Because the phone was always open, everyone could hear what Qian Wanshan was saying from the moment the young man spoke until now. Everyone was puzzled by Qian Wanshan's sudden change in attitude. So, some people started to guess whether the young man who bought things was some big shot with a lot of history.

The young man was now even more shocked, his mouth wide open. He was sure that the voice belonged to his uncle, and was also sure that he had dialed the right number.

Could this kid really have a different background?

Qian Wanshan was able to remember Zhong Ming, and it wasn't just because of Bao Xiaoren that he lost a million years of gains from Zhong Ming. And it was even more so with the relationship Zhong Ming had with the of the number one clan in Songshan City. Furthermore, due to this matter, any of the old mister Nan he knew that he could not afford to offend any one of them.

"Little brother Zhong Ming, is there anything I can help you with?" Qian Wanshan suddenly felt a bit awkward, as he forgot about what he had just said to his nephew who was filled with righteous indignation.

"There's nothing wrong, it's just that your nephew has been fanned by me. How do you think we should settle this matter?" Zhong Ming said without any expression.

"This brat should be beaten. Thank you for helping me teach him a lesson, Mister Zhong." At this time, Qian Wanshan's voice came out clearly from the microphone.

The young man was currently covering half of Zhong Ming's face with his hands. Originally, he was extremely pleased with himself when he saw Zhong Ming, but the smile on his face at this moment was already on the verge of appearing.

Even the people around him were unable to react in time. Was it because everything happened too fast or was it because he couldn't keep up with the speed of reaction?

Qian Wanshan was actually helping this ordinary boy, but as for whether or not he was ordinary, only Zhong Ming himself knew.

"Then there's nothing else!" Zhong Ming once again handed the phone over to the young man.

"Uncle!" The young man yelled towards the phone in a somewhat blaming manner. However, the tone and voice on the phone now were clearly different from before. Qian Wanshan's voice came out from inside.

"You brat, stop causing trouble for me in the future!" After saying that, the phone rang with a busy tone.