The old men behind the middle-aged man just now knew that the old man was nothing more than a group of antique masters invited by the Anti-Prosperity Alliance, but in the eyes of the old man, they were nothing more than some decayed years of being able to make a living by knowing some of the fur.

If you say that the lame old man is very inferior to his disability, he is proud of his ancestral craftsmanship. When he was in a down-and-out visit to Hualian Wooden Factory to see the gate, the catastrophe was over. Xue Xiang took a few pieces of Jun porcelain to test the lame old man, which aroused the lame old man's disgust. This was the unique pride in his old craftsman.

Later, Lark Lao came to Hong Kong for a short time, and after entering the prosperous China as the shopkeeper, he officially entered the world of antiques. Speaking of which, Lark Lao's hometown has inherited its origins and has followed his father's skills since he was a child, but he has never really entered the play circle. The reason is very simple, that is, there is no chance.

At first he followed his father and brother, but finally succeeded, and his old shop was jointly operated and then renovated. He had unique skills and had never been to the play circle for a day. He didn't know how much his ability was. However, his father and brother taught him strictness, and he criticized him a lot, which made him think that his ability was his, but Er had not yet entered the house.

But when he stepped into the Hong Kong Island game, the lame old man suddenly realized that this was not the case. He was so capable. What kind of magnifying glasses, scanners, messy things, and messy things, and it was indistinguishable. It was simply a pediatric department for his family. After several appraisal meetings, the lame old man showed his power and identified things at one glance, which instantly broke the year. In just a few months, the name of the divine eye of the shopkeeper Xu in the prosperous China was opened.

Since then, the blind inferiority complex of the lame old man turned into unprecedented arrogance. At this moment, these few white-haired old men were not in his eyes. According to the unique logic formed by the low level of Hong Kong Island play circle, that is, the barbaric land is not as good as the center of China. I think he is from the root of the imperial city. He is the young owner of Rong Baozhai, an old store in Liulichang, the world play center, and is naturally incomparable to these overseas abandoned people.

The lame old man looked down on those old men, and he also knew the four bosses behind the old man. He was the head of Kowloon Tianyuxuan, Macau Linglong Pavilion and Singapore Zhenbaozhai. In order to compete for customers, he had dealt with these people a lot. He didn't know the middle-aged man with his hair combed back and a pair of black-framed glasses.

Originally, while talking, the old lame old man looked at the person in front of him. Although he was silly responding, he was very arrogant, but in fact he felt weak. Of course, the reason for his silence was that he was worried that the treasures of the prosperous China could not match the people in front of him. After all, although he lame old man did not fully know what good things were hidden in the prosperous China, he knew that Liu Ying'er had a secret safe, and how good the things inside were. The old man had no idea, but just looking at Su Zhan's calligraphy, Qianlong's seal, and Yuan blue and white pots on the second floor, he could not enter, so he knew what kind of treasure should be hidden inside.

But now, the boss is hospitalized and asked last time how to deal with the people who are looking for trouble, but the boss did not answer and said that just don’t bother her. This is what makes the lame old man feel unsure.

But after he was in the bottomless, he would not be weak. The real reason for this weakness was that after he finished speaking, the shopkeeper Zhao from Tianyuxuan opposite reported to Wan'er, other Macau Linglong Pavilion, and Singapore Zhenbaozhai. As long as the old man expected, there was a treasure island Palace Museum. This completely made the old man's heart turn from being unsure to being weak.

If you want to say that Tianyuxuan, Linglong Pavilion, Zhenbaozhai and the like, in the heart of the old man, it was just a dilapidated house and wild place. The Palace Museum on the Treasure Island made the Palace Museum feel a little overwhelming and a scent of the way. His young owner of Rongbaozhai was conceited and did not dare to compete with the authentic Royal Museum. Because the ancestor of the Lame was just a fun person, he knew very well about the treasures in the Palace Museum 1949. It can be said that the museum in Sijiu City is probably pale in comparison with the Palace Museum on the Treasure Island. Therefore, the Old Man could not afford to have any thoughts of competing with the Palace Museum on the Treasure Island.

After the shopkeeper Zhao said that, the old man was only considering his own thoughts, but forgot to take the matter. The old man was not as cunning as Mr. Xue. While he was planning, his face was gloomy and calm. He thought about it in his heart, so he asked the shopkeeper Zhao and his party to look at it.

Seeing that the lame old man was about to be conspicuous, he suddenly jumped off the second floor and walked downstairs to the lame old man, and said with his ears: "Shopkeeper Xu, I'm in trouble. I'll call the boss, and the boss will do whatever he says, and his tone is not good."

The interruption of middle-aged man in the suit made the lame old man calm down and his temper was stinging. He said intimately, he stretched his head and shrunk his head. At worst, he could fight to the death. If he didn't believe these miscellaneous people, he would be overwhelmed.

The lame old man had decided to do something, patted the middle-aged man in the suit's shoulder and said aloud: "Old Ma, clean up the second floor, let's meet these people!"

The lame old man said "Old Horse" and his identity as a middle-aged suit was about to emerge. It was the enthusiastic taxi driver that Xue Xiang met when he sent Dabao to Hong Kong for treatment last time. Later, Xue Xiang decided to open a shop in Hong Kong Island. After the shop was placed under the shop, Motor expressed his intention to come over to help. Seeing that others were good, Xue Xiang considered that Liu Yinger and the lame old man were in Hong Kong. After all, they were not familiar with each other, so he agreed to Motor into the store.

In two years, Mada, the former taxi driver, was not very eloquent and the identity of a veteran in opening a store, became the lobby manager of Shengshi Zhonghua. Now his monthly salary is almost as good as the previous year's salary for driving a taxi. It really made Lao Ma extremely grateful to Shengshi Zhonghua and repay him with all his heart.

But the old lame said that the old man said that he had finished speaking and the motor was not waiting for the motor to take action. The shopkeeper Zhao on the opposite side spoke again: "Shopkeeper Xu, where to change the place? Let's start the show in this lobby. How spacious is this place. Besides, the people present are all insiders. You and I have a fight. Isn't there just a shortage of notarists? Now, aren't the customers in your prosperous times just enough to serve? Why? Are you still afraid that your customers in your prosperous times will be able to turn outwards?"

Manager Zhao's words were very vicious, and he pushed the prosperous China and the customers in the store to the opposite side, saying that the lame old man had no room for refutation. At this moment, almost all the customers on the floor gathered on the second floor of the lobby on the first floor. Because the news that the prosperous China and the Anti-Sheng Alliance were fighting for treasures has been spread in the Hong Kong antique circle for a long time, and even many collectors from Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Japan and South Korea have recently gathered in Hong Kong. This is also the reason why there are so many foreigners in various skin colors and languages ​​in the prosperous China at this moment.

At this moment, as soon as the two sides confronted each other, some people guessed that they were going to be called. They just passed on word of mouth. In a moment, all the guests on the floor knew. At this moment, after hearing the yelling of the shopkeeper Zhao, the lame old man said he wanted to place the fighting arena on the second floor, so naturally a large number of guests without VIP cards began to clamor.

Seeing such a situation, the lame old man naturally did not dare to persist. After all, the victory or defeat is still not decided, but if he offended the guests, he would lose his capital. After all, the ultimate goal of this battle is to expand the influence, set up a signboard, and then retain and recruit guests. The lame old man will not lose his capital.

"Okay! Customers are God. Our prosperous China will definitely respond to all requests. Old horse, set up the venue!" The lame old man was so proud that he promised loudly.

In an instant, the whole room was like a pot of boiling water, with noise, cheers and cheers, and many people ran towards the public telephone, showing a hurry to call their friends. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 public telephones lined up.

The motor was very active, and in a moment he called the waiter No. 20, moved the utensils, chose the center of the hall, and started to set up a countertop.

First, a lifting board was set up on the floor and raised the level so that the surrounding customers could have an objective battle. A large and luxurious office desk was placed side by side on the lifting board, and a row of chairs were placed on both sides. Two huge golden cushions were also set up on the desk, which were obviously used to put fragile treasures such as porcelain later. The desk was even more traffic control, and more than ten guards were set up around it, obviously to prevent the crowds of people from rushing across the boundary.

In the prosperous era, there were many shops and many people. It was natural and quick to do this little thing. In half a quarter of an hour, a high platform was built.

After the group of shopkeeper Zhao's men entered the venue and sat down, the old lame stood on the platform and clasped his fists at the bottom of the stage and said, "Dear friends and old friends, Gods of the Prosperous China, today, our Prosperous China is here, and we have a treasure battle competition with Tianyuxuan in Kowloon, Linglong Pavilion in Macau, Zhenbaozhai in Singapore, and the Palace Museum in Treasure Island. Today, I will invite you to be notaries. Are you willing?"

Although the old lame mansion is shallow, there are still some tricks. If you don’t take this home advantage in your home court, wouldn’t you be a fool?

Sure enough, as soon as the lame old man said this, he immediately shouted like a sky-high shout "I'm willing!!!"

Manager Zhao naturally saw the old lame thoughts in his heart and laughed in his heart: "The skills of Qiandu are exhausted. I think that if you have such a spectator, you can survive. But you don't know that notarization is just a testimony to the result of this battle of treasure, and it's not that they are referees, it's worth it!"

The old lame old man didn't know what the shopkeeper Zhao and his group thought, and seemed to be very intoxicated by the feeling of the call of the man and the thousand-person promised him. Until the sound of the sound was gone, the little boy was still unfulfilled. Fortunately, he had come back to his senses and continued, "Then I will thank all my friends for their love."

After saying that, the lame old man bowed to the crowd in the audience. After the courtesy, he turned his head and rushed to the shopkeeper Zhao who was standing in the opposite position and said, "Since the old men mobilized all the troops to fight and wanted to fight, but since it was a fight, there must be a lottery. I believe that the two of them had already planned in their hearts, so let's talk about it."

ps: Jiangnan should be updated before 7 o'clock in the evening. I wish you a happy weekend for book friends! (To be continued)

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