The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Haha! This kid is so funny. It's also the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty! Dreaming of you! Really thought you could pick up the leak?"

"It's just a bear blind, who knows nothing, and dare to say it!"

A lot of shopkeepers made sarcasm.

Zhou Daya smiled and said with pleasure: "Oh, Jiuye, your future generation is really a big talk! Before the Tang Dynasty, it was clearly an imitation and worthless."

Ma Jiuye frowned and looked at Tang Hao, somewhat puzzled, but did not say anything.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Tang Hao said.

"Of course you don't believe it, there will be ghosts in the letter!" Zhou Daya smiled.

"Since you don't believe it, well, let's make a bet."

"Betting?" Zhou Daya froze, "What bet?"

"Of course money! Dare you gamble?"

"Okay!" As soon as he heard the money, Zhou Daya immediately regained his spirit, and even secretly laughed.

This stunned young man was so stupidly cute that it was unnecessary to give him money so kindly!

"How much to gamble?"

"One million!" Tang Hao stretched out a finger and said flatly.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a clatter around and suddenly boiled.

"One million? God! This kid is crazy!" The shopkeepers exclaimed, his face unbelievable.

Zhou Daya was also shocked. He thought it would be tens of thousands, or tens of thousands, but he didn't expect that this kid would be a million.

One million, but not a small sum!

He hesitated for a moment, but soon he was excited and could not wait to say: "Okay! One million! But, can you get so much money?"

"You don't need to worry about this!" Tang Hao said.

Zhou Daya looked at Jiuye and nodded, "You are brought by Jiuye, presumably a little money, then it is so settled! You guys, please also be a witness!"

With that said, he turned around and arched the hands of the shopkeepers.

"Brother Tang! You are..." Jiuye stepped forward, his expression worried.

"Nine Lord, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Tang Hao relieved.

"This... Alas!" Seeing Tang Hao's expression firm, Jiuye had to sigh, not to say much.

Zhou Daya said: "This pottery, Mr. Zheng Lao is the authority, or Mr. Zheng Lao is invited to come to the palm! He said it is true, false or fake. Jiuye, what do you think?"

"Okay! When Mr. Zheng came out, there was no problem."

Da Zhou sent a person out that week, and soon, please come back to an old gentleman, about seventy years old, with gray hair, but spirited.

"Old gentleman!"

All the shopkeepers shouted respectfully.

"Zhou shopkeeper, how do I hear that you are fighting with a little doll, and you are still a layman, you are not so good!" Mr. Zheng said.

"Old gentleman, this is not what I picked up first, it is this little doll who must fight me." Zhou Daya said.

"Forget it, I can't control this! Where is that pottery figurine? I have to take a good look!"

"Here!" Tang Hao responded and walked a few steps before handing over the pottery figurine in his hand.

Mr. Zheng took it, walked to the light, and looked carefully.

"Old gentleman, this is nothing more than an imitation. This kid is a layman, he knows nothing, it must be true!"

Zhou Daya stood aside and looked at Tang Hao and Jiu Ye with a smile.

Tang Hao looked indifferent, not worried at all.

It's Jiuye, and his face looks a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Zheng Lao devoted himself, holding the pottery figurines and turning them over and over. He looked carefully, and his face became more dignified.

After ten minutes, he finally put down the pottery figurine.

"How is it, old gentleman, this is fake!" Zhou Daya said with a smile.

Mr. Zheng turned around and looked a little excited. He looked at Tang Hao and then looked at Zhou Daya. "Who said it was fake, Mr. Zhou, you can make an eye this time."

The smile on Zhou Daya's face suddenly solidified, and the whole person froze there.

Then, his face was white.

The news was like a thunderbolt in the sunny day, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Really? This... how is this possible, impossible! Old man, are you wrong?"

"Humph! I'll read it wrong? The shopkeeper Zhou, I tell you, this pottery figurine is really good, something from the Warring States period, if you take it to auction, five or six million is not a problem."

Mr. Zheng shook his sleeve and sullenly said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to ask, the result is the same anyway."

"War...Sengoku's?"

Zhou Daya shouted, his figure wobbled, and he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

One million was gone, and what made him more regretful was that he was blinded and missed such a baby.

At this moment, he regretted that his intestines were green.

Every one of the shopkeepers stayed there too, unable to recover.

"Gosh! It's true, or the Warring States, this kid sent it!"

"Damn, why am I blinded, I didn't see that this is true!"

The shopkeepers regretted it.

Jiuye also froze, some could not believe it.

"Ah! I didn't expect, even I'm eye-catching!" He sighed slightly, sighing slightly.

"Thank you Mr. Zheng!"

Tang Hao punched Mr. Zheng.

In fact, he was also a bit surprised. It was inferred that it was only around Tang and Song Dynasties. It was unexpected that it would be the Warring States Period.

"Little brother, congratulations! Congratulations!" Mr. Zheng laughed.

"Brother, sell it to me! I will give five million!"

"I'm giving out 5.1 million!"

A group of shopkeepers gathered around and scrambled to bid, which quickly soared to more than 6 million.

Tang Hao felt like a dream. In a blink of an eye, 10,000 yuan became more than 6 million yuan. With such a lot of money, he didn't dare to think before, even if he sold drugs, he had to sell a lot of drugs to earn so much.

"Jiuye, six million, here you are!" Tang Hao picked up the pottery figurine and handed it to Jiuye.

"How does this make it necessary to add more."

"No, just six million! If you weren't Jiuye, you brought me, and I wouldn't have such an opportunity."

"This...well! Thank you, Brother Tang!"

Jiuye smiled, held the pottery figurines carefully, looked at it, and handed it to Ma Wenyuan.

"I really didn't expect that Brother Tang has such a high skill, and said that he hasn't dabbled in antiques. You picked up the leak as soon as you shot, and it really made me wait for shame." Jiye complimented.

"Nine Lord has won the prize!" Tang Hao smiled modestly.

"Cut! It's nothing, but it's just that the blind cat meets the dead mouse, how can there be any skill!" Zhou Daya came sourly.

Then, his eyes fell on the hand of Tang Hao, that Buddha statue.

"If he really has the skill, he will not spend 30,000 yuan to buy this broken Buddha statue."

Tang Hao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Who said this is a broken Buddha statue? These 30,000 yuan are absolutely worth it!"

"Fart! Just this broken Buddha statue, where is it worth 30,000, at most 10,000." Zhou Daya sneered.

"Don't you believe it? Okay! Shall we gamble again!"