Liang Xiaoshuang, who was still mocking Ye Xiu just now, didn't know what to say, and a flame of jealousy spurted out in He Jiawei's eyes.

As for the unscrupulous businessman, he had the thought of vomiting blood at this moment.

He was originally calling Ye Xiu an idiot in his heart, but now it seems that he is the stupidest one. He sold something worth millions of dollars in just one million?

"Haha, even the mounted scroll is worth a lot. President Zhang thinks this is really worth tens of thousands?" Ye Xiu said with a smile.

"You mean..." President Zhang suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up.

"Boss, please help me get a small blade, okay?" Ye Xiu smiled and said to the boss's wife who was still charming.

"Okay!" This teahouse is the property of the Liang family. The boss lady has been guarding the shop here. Every day she meets all kinds of antique lovers and antique dealers. Even though she is not as good as President Zhang, she is knowledgeable. When she hears the conversation between President Zhang and Ye Xiu, she vaguely understands something and quickly runs to get a professional cutting blade.

Everyone else was a little curious about what to do with a knife.

Only President Zhang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Ye Xiu spread the copy on the table in front of everyone, and then began to open the layer of rice paper on the surface with a blade.

"This is..." Mr. Liang and others also understood at this time. Could it be that there is something hidden in this copy?

Everyone felt that their hearts were in their throats, staring at Ye Xiu one by one, but Ye Xiu's movements were not fast or slow. He just steadily opened the rice paper, his technique was stable and not trembling at all. President Zhang nodded repeatedly, which was more professional than those masters.

In a moment, Ye Xiu opened the layer of copied rice paper completely, but there was nothing under the copy, just a piece of white.

"Hmph, I thought there was something? Isn't there nothing?" He Jiawei snorted sourly.

"That's right, the royal families of the ancient empire have always been extravagant. What's wrong with the copying of red sandalwood..." Liang Xiaoshuang also looked at Ye Xiu and sneered.

"Is there any white vinegar?" Ye Xiu touched the paper, then looked up and said to the boss's wife.

"Yes!" The proprietress nodded, ran over in person, took a bottle of white vinegar and ran over.

Ye Xiu opened the bottle cap and poured it savagely on the paper.

The paper surface dissolved quickly, and in just a moment, a thin layer of foam was covered on the scroll.

"Idiot, even if there is something inside, if your white vinegar falls down, it will definitely melt..." Liang Xiaoshuang could no longer bear it and cursed again.

"Haha, isn't this a discovery that there is nothing, and deliberately ruining it to make an excuse for yourself. People always want to be a little bit of shame..." He Jiawei laughed sarcastically.

Ye Xiu didn't look at them, but just found tissues from the table and wiped the dissolved foam. Then everyone saw a beautiful calligraphy post appearing in front of them.

There is also a layer of wax-like thing on the post of this book. It is this layer of wax-like thing that keeps the innermost handwriting and paper intact!

He Jiawei shut his mouth!

Liang Xiaoshuang opened her mouth wide!

The others also looked at the beautiful copybook with horror.

Even the unscrupulous businessman came over and stared out his eyes when he saw this copybook.

"This...this...this...this is actually "Lanting Preface", and this handwriting...this handwriting...this is clearly written by Wang Shusheng's handwriting...Oh my God, since the empire was destroyed, this original copy passed down from ancient times has disappeared, but I didn't expect it to be hidden under such a copybook. I'm making a fortune, little brother, you're rich..." President Zhang danced excitedly, as if he was the one who made a fortune...
Chapter completed!