1213: C1213 Yang Xin's Classmate

C1213 Yang Xin's Classmate

"Uncle is right, we should just let nature take its course. It would be more interesting to talk about business."

Zhang Xiaofann said, he took another sip of tea, seeing what kind of good business the Patriarch Yang had, and introduced it to him.

"From what I heard, you have a museum that contains a lot of items. Tomorrow at Haidong City, there will be an antiques event."

"They are all fans of antique from the Haidong City. They started it on their own and held it at the antique street in the Haidong City. Do you want to take a look?"

"Do you even need to hesitate? Of course, I do."

Zhang Xiaofann had tasted the sweetness of collecting antiques, a tourist who visited their village in the past half year.

Other than seeing Golden Dragon Fish and the antiques, the benefits of this item were eternal and even more valuable than Golden Dragon Fish.

Patriarch Yang smiled as he took out an invitation card and handed it over to Zhang Xiaofann.

"I knew you would be interested, so I asked for an extra invitation card. Tomorrow, go and check with Xin'er first. When you're interested, I'll help you bid for the card."

"Just treat it as the dowry I gave to my daughter. Also, you brat, don't even let my parents meet me. Let's get to know each other. When the time comes, I want my daughter to suffer!"

Zhang Xiaofann's parents had been forcing Zhang Xiaofann to get married all day, so he didn't dare to invite them over.

"When I have time, I will definitely invite my parents. But when the time comes, I will say the wrong thing and offend Uncle Yang. Please forgive me. After all, my parents didn't go to much school."

"Hehe, what kind of person do you think I, Yang Tianshi, am? To be honest, I truly want to see for myself what kind of person my parents, who raised such an outstanding son, are."

Yang Xin shook Yang Tian Shi's arm a few times.

"Dad, stop praising him. If you keep praising him, it might even be the heavens. When that happens, will your daughter still have a good life?"

Yang Tianshi laughed out loud.

"Hehe, stop praising, stop praising. In a few hours, the sky will brighten. You youngsters are full of energy, let's communicate more. I will also go find a wife."

Zhang Xiaofann admired the Yang Tian Shi couple's openness. Normally, his parents wouldn't want their daughter to have a relationship with their boyfriend before marriage. Yang Tian Shi and his wife encouraged their daughter.

Yang Xin shyly glared at her father, then held Zhang Xiaofann's hand and returned to her room.

To be honest, the number of times a man and woman cared for each other in their relationship was definitely the most effective guarantee for the relationship between husband and wife.

Currently, the relationship between husband and wife was not good. Most of them were caused by the couple being too busy and neglecting love and care.

The relationship between Yang Tianshi and her wife was extremely good. With a good mentor like her parents, Yang Xin would be very happy for the rest of her life.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaofann and Yang Xin went to the Antique Street to participate in the event. When they got off the car, they arrived at the entrance of the Antique Street.

He was truly astonished. Not to mention the antique street, even the market outside the antique street was extremely large. There were many things displayed on the street, which dazzled everyone.

"Xin'er, let's take a walk around the market outside. We'll go inside and take a look!" Maybe I can find some treasure! "

Yang Xin disapproved.

"The things outside are all useless merchants with no money. These fake tricks can only make people stare at them. What's the good of it? Let's just go straight to the antique street."

"Only the things inside are valuable. My dad said that he will pick the dowry for me today. Just how much do you care about my dad's money, and pick the stall for me."

"Hehe, that's not what I meant. Sometimes, the things outside are not necessarily worse than the things inside. Listen to me, we'll take a look around first."

"If there's really nothing that interests me, we'll listen to you. Go inside and buy directly from the boutique."

Yang Xin could not argue with him.1

"Alright then, I'll do as you say."

Yang Xin agreed as she pulled Yang Xin to turn. Their eyes had been open the entire time, whenever they saw something good, they would pay attention to it.

However, it was as Yang Xin had said, there was nothing good about it. The most valuable part was only about a few tens of thousands of dollars.

Just as Zhang Xiaofann retracted his gaze and was about to follow Yang Xin into the antique street, a painting attracted his attention.

There was a dragon and a tiger drawn on it, and after that, there was another set of words. There were some incantations written on the words, which made Zhang Xiaofann feel that they were cultivation methods.

"Cultivation methods hidden in calligraphy and paintings are really rare."

Zhang Xiaofann muttered in his heart as he walked over to the stall owner and asked how much the painting cost.

The stall owner did not know whether the calligraphy and paintings were valuable or not.

"Young master has good eyesight. This painting was said to be Tang Bohu's real work and it's priceless. If you like it, you can give it a reasonable price to take away."

Zhang Xiaofann extended three of his fingers and planned to use thirty million to purchase the painting. The stall owner shook his head.

"No, no, thirty dollars is too little, or at least three hundred. If it really doesn't work, you can pay two hundred yuan and thirty yuan. There won't even be a good meal."

Zhang Xiaofann spat blood when he heard this. What he seemed to be worth only cost three hundred yuan, it was just too hurtful.

However, these bosses were always greedy. If you were to offer three million, he might not buy it for you. But if he were to offer two hundred yuan, he would plead to buy it for you.

"Two hundred, it's a bit high. How about this, I'll give you one hundred and fifty, and you buy that painting for me. To be honest, I only got one hundred and fifty from the dragon and tiger that have a good meaning."

He spent ten dollars on it from a farmer's house. He never thought that it would be worth one hundred and fifty yuan if he took it out, he spent a total of fifteen yuan to buy it.

After Zhang Xiaofann paid the money, Yang Xin felt that it was boring. For people with status like them, all trades worth tens of millions were boring.

Zhang Xiaofann spent one hundred and fifty yuan on a painting, it was really hard to understand. If there was someone who knew her, they would definitely come and laugh at her, making her lose face.

Sure enough, at this moment, a university classmate came over with her boyfriend's arm in her arm. She was smiling so much that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

"Hehe, Yang Xin, you're a member of our Haidong City, why are you with a farmer?"

"You're still selling street vendors? Could it be that your Yang Family has gone bankrupt, and you even want the things on the floor? Isn't that too embarrassing?!"

Yang Xin's face was flushed red. She looked at the girl and appeared very confident. A wave of arrogance was emitted from her bones.

"There are good times when it comes to street stalls. Don't look at the picture in my hands. It's worthless right now."

"When we get to the boutique and get appreciated by those Great appraiser s, it might even be worth over a hundred million. At that time, I'm afraid we'll have to smack some people's faces."

The girl giggled.

"A farmer is a farmer. All day long, she has been thinking about the counterattack, thinking about buying things from a street vendor and even thinking about the value of over 100 million."

"That's too funny. That thing is just like you. It's trash. Trash. Do you understand?"

Zhang Xiaofann didn't know what kind of enmity the girl had with Yang Xin, or why her words were so harsh, but when she knew Yang Xin's identity, she still dared to scold Yang Xin's friend?

It was definitely someone with quite a good background, but so what? If she called him trash, then he would let her know the feeling of being stepped on by trash.

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