The fake that the stall owner was so excited about actually came true!
26 Sorry, I’m not selling!

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"4 million, I want this pot.”

Tang Wenlong's words were shocking.

Even Su Bai was stunned, not to mention Sun Baisheng and the others.

Crooked Mouth Grandpa's breathing stopped, and everyone around him was dumbfounded.

The hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room gasped.

What do you mean by four million?

You didn't even look at it and it's already four million?

They all wanted to say, rich sir, aren't you a little lacking in consideration?

When Tang Wenlong saw everyone's shocked expressions, he smiled and said,"

"What, you don't believe me?"

Sun Baisheng was the first to react and asked, Brother Tang, I know you have money, but I haven't…"

"What, you don't trust your judgment?”

Tang Wenlong interrupted Sun Baisheng and asked.

Sun Baisheng shook his head and smiled. He looked at Su Bai and asked:

"Little friend Su Bai, do you plan to sell this antique blue and white flower vase?”

"The price of four million is already a premium?”

Before Su Bai could answer, the surrounding people were already exclaiming.

"This, this, this…this is simply unbelievable.”

"It can't be, right? Is this okay?"

"Hiss ~ 4 million, this old man seems to have an extraordinary background.”

“……”

Mo Zi's mouth opened even wider.

Her brain was not working properly.

Something that was casually sold for tens of yuan became real?

And in the blink of an eye, someone offered 4 million?

Su Bai, what's the difference between your money and the wind?

Luo Yourou's expression became even more dazed.

She had clearly seen it before. This blue-and-white antique "Qing Qianlong Blue-and-White Flower and Fruit Holding Pot" was a fake.

But why did it become real in Su Bai's hands?

At this moment, if there weren't so many people, she would have pried Su Bai apart to see if he was a human or some other species.

Crooked Mouth Grandpa's breathing became faster and faster.

He pointed at Su Bai, at his antique blue-and-white vase, Qing Qianlong Blue-and-White Flower and Fruit Holding Pot, and his hand trembled.

"…Ah…I…You…No…"

Crooked Mouth Sir's ability to speak had been attacked, and no one could hear what he wanted to say clearly.

No one noticed the Crooked Mouth Grandpa who was standing at the periphery.

Su Bai looked at the antique blue and white flower vase in Sun Baisheng's hand and pondered for a while.

He shook his head and said,

"I'm sorry, Old Master Tang. I don't plan to sell this antique blue and white flower vase.”

What was that?

Su Bai's reaction stunned everyone again.

"Why not?"

Mo Zi spat out and asked.

This made her very puzzled.

Luo Yourou was also confused.

Su Bai looked at Tang Wenlong with a smile and didn't explain.

To restore the reputation of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, apart from a boss who was skilled in appraising treasures, they also needed authentic antiques.

But now, did the Hundred Treasures Pavilion have the real thing?

Yes.

Wu Zetian's undergarment.

However, could a piece of Wu Zetian's undergarment revive the Hundred Treasures Pavilion's reputation?

It was obviously impossible.

The Hundred Treasures Pavilion needed to have 100 authentic items.

This blue-and-white antique [Qing Qianlong Blue-and-White Flower and Fruit Holding Pot] would be the second one.

A hint of surprise flashed across Tang Wenlong's eyes.

The price was four million, and the premium was four hundred thousand.

This price was not low.

"Since little friend Su Bai doesn't want to part with it, I won't force you.”

Tang Wenlong nodded and smiled.

Sun Baisheng couldn't help but ask: " Little friend Su Bai, four million is not a low price. Why don't you sell it?"”

Before Su Bai could say anything, Tang Wenlong spoke again:

"Su Bai has his reasons for not selling. Old Sun, let's go.”

With that, he turned around and left.

The onlookers were all looking at Su Bai in confusion, the pot in his hand and his back as he left.

Although the screen in the live broadcast room was still black, the countless bullet comments turned the dark screen into a black and white screen.

"Why isn't the host selling it? This is a thousand times more."

"Why not? Was the streamer arrogant? You want to sell it for a higher price?"

"I don't understand why the streamer isn't selling it, but I feel that it's very cool.”

“……”

Crooked Mouth Grandpa looked at Su Bai who was getting further and further away in astonishment.

He was even more confused.

However, he had suffered a huge loss this time.

When he thought of the difference between 40 and 4 million, Crooked Mouth Grandpa's blood gushed out like a fountain!

……

On the way, Luo Yourou kept staring at the gourd in Su Bai's hand.

She could tell that this hand-twisted gourd was worthless. It was the same thing.

However, after a few things, she was a little uncertain about her taste.

"This gourd…is it real?”

Of course, no one would answer her question now.

Su Bai returned to the Treasure Pavilion, put away the pot and the gourd, locked the Treasure Pavilion and turned off the live broadcast.

He glanced at Mo Zi and asked,"Do you want to go with me?"”

Mo Zi thought for a moment and shook her head." Forget it. I'm not interested in this kind of thing. I won't go with little brother."”

Then, she took a glance and Su Bai subconsciously covered it with his hand.

"Hehe, little brother, bye bye. Don't miss big sister.”

The white coat that Mozi was wearing suddenly slipped off.

F * ck!

As expected of Mo Zi.

His shoulders were extremely slippery!

Demon, look at the stick!

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