"ATM? What are you asking about this?" Zhou Daguang asked in confusion.

Zhang Laifu didn't understand, so he asked, "Daguang, what kind of machine is the food for food?"

"Master, the person who withdraws money is the same as the bank."

Zhang Laifu frowned, "Why are you withdrawing money? It's getting late, we have to go back."

"Master, wait. I want to buy something and get some money."

"Buy something? What, how much does it cost?"

Zhong Yue pursed his lips, "Twenty thousand. One painting."

"Twenty thousand!?" Zhou Daguang shouted at first, then quickly covered his mouth and looked around, "Xiao Yue, you are crazy! You don't know calligraphy and painting, you will only take 20,000 yuan. You are so confused. The water in this ghost market is very deep! There are many old martial arts inside, all playing tricks, you must have been cheated."

Zhang Laifu took a sip of cigarette and said, "Get in the car and go back."

Zhong Yue naturally didn't believe how much he had the ability to identify the authenticity, but the valuation given by the system was very strange this time, and it was actually a question mark. Zhong Yue asked the system, what does the question mark mean, and the reply he received really surprised him, but it was worthless. This made Zhong Yue a little puzzled. A painting actually hid so many secrets?

However, the previous acquisition of Jin Nong's brushwork has already made Zhong Yue trust the ability of this system very much. Looking at the aunt's expression and posture, it doesn't look like a lie. She used 20,000 to fight tens of millions, which is simply a crazy gambling.

"Master, I believe in my judgment this time."

Zhou Daguang, who had already gotten on the car, sighed and said, "Xiaoyue, you have a little knowledge. Listen to Master and Brother Guang, we are all for your own good."

"Uncle Zhang, Brother Da Guang, I really decided, don't persuade me."

Zhang Laifu sighed: "Why are you so disobeying advice? Do you have so much money?"

"I don't know how much money is on the card, so let's take a look first."

Seeing that Zhong Yue looked very serious, Zhang Laifu and Zhou Daguang couldn't persuade him. After all, Zhong Yue's relationship with his master and apprentice is no longer as good as before.

"Okay, since you have decided, I will take you there." Zhou Daguang jumped out of the car, "Master, you are waiting here."

Some losses are lost. Only after taking it once can you gain a memory. This time, I just thought it was to ask Zhong Yue to buy a lesson, but Zhou Daguang thought, is the tuition fee a little too high?

"Xiaoyue, have you really thought about it? Twenty thousand, this is not a small amount."

"Well, Brother Da Guang, I believe in my judgment."

Seeing Zhong Yue so confidently, Zhou Daguang said, "That's it. You are also an adult. I can only advise you for some things, but I can't make any decisions for you. Since you have decided, then let me go."

The two walked past the Drum Tower in Chenghuang Temple and arrived at a pedestrian street. When Zhong Yue saw the ATM, he walked in, hoping that the cultural center would be more efficient. If the card had not made any money, he could only say that he would not have become rich overnight.

He took a deep breath, stuffed the card into the machine, waiting for the machine to prompt it.

After entering the password, the balance in the card is displayed on the monitor.

"Ten thousand eight?" Zhong Yue was suddenly a little disappointed. The city dug up half of Wei stele and subsidized 18,000 yuan. As Huang Mingchuan said, there was not much reward. It would be too much to say that such a cultural relics in the town would be rewarded with less than 100,000 yuan, but it was only 18,000 yuan.

Zhong Yue pressed the withdrawal of money, and the money-taking mouth rustled.

Taking advantage of this moment, he found out the remaining money on his body, which cost 3,400 yuan in total, spent 2,200 yuan, and there were still 1,200 yuan left. Together with this eight-eight yuan, a total of 1,922 yuan, he had never seen so much money in his life. The only time he paid the tuition was only more than 6,000 yuan.

When the money was withdrawn, Zhong Yue picked up the stack of money, and walked out with the 1,220 transfer in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Daguang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

Zhong Yue said embarrassedly, "Brother Da Guang, can you lend me 800? I only have 19,200 yuan on hand, and there is still 800 yuan left."

Zhou Daguang frowned, "You kid really have to spend so much money? I advise you to calm down."

“I’m very sensible.”

"Okay, since that's the case..." Zhou Daguang took out a stack of money from his pocket, counted eight pieces and handed it to Zhong Yue, "You boy, Brother Guang ran a long distance of nine days and only earned a thousand yuan. Now he has lent it all."

Zhong Yue felt warm in his heart. After all, they had only known each other for a few hours. They could lend money to Zhong Yue with such trust, which shows that Zhou Daguang is also a loyal person.

"Thank you, Brother Guang, I will pay you back this money soon."

Zhong Yue asked Zhou Daguang to go back first, and walked through the Drum Tower alone and ran back to the ghost market. When he saw the place where the aunt was standing before, he was still surrounded by a group of people. He vaguely saw the figure of the aunt. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked over step by step.

"I said why are you so awesome? I said, 4,000 yuan is almost the same, but you really think of a treasure?"

"No, 20,000 yuan, 100 yuan less, no sale."

A group of people kept mocking and sneering there.

"You said your man wants to undergo surgery. How good is it to take 4,000 yuan to cushion first. Who would buy it for 20,000 yuan?"

"That's it."

Zhong Yue came to the back of the crowd and breathed, "Twenty thousand, I want it."

Everyone looked back in surprise. Seeing Zhong Yue's figure, they looked at the outfit and smiled, "You? Are you rich, join in the fun."

Zhong Yue walked through the crowd and confirmed the painting again. It was the one before, so he took out a stack of money from his schoolbag, "Auntie, count."

Seeing a large stack of Grandpa Mao, everyone's eyes suddenly turned as big as their same age.

Damn, this kid is really rich!

It’s not that 20,000 yuan is a lot of money, but because of the huge contrast of being so beautiful like Zhong Yue, he is willing to spend 20,000 yuan to sell antiques. Maybe you are not surprised by a middle-class family buying a Wuling Hongguang, but one day, when you see a beggar driving Wuling Hongguang after get off work on the street, you will definitely be shocked.

"Thank you, thank you. Young man, you are a good person, thank you!" The middle-aged woman ordered the money, stuffed it into a cloth bag, wiped her tears, and hurriedly turned around and left. When she looked around, she could no longer see anyone.

Zhong Yue held the scroll and left this place of trouble as soon as possible, so as not to be too disturbed later and be targeted by some ruthless person.

When he arrived at the truck, Zhang Laifu had already smoked a box of cigarettes. When he saw Zhong Yue coming back with a scroll, he sighed, "Thank you, 20,000 yuan, I have paid the tuition fee. Daguang, drive back."

Seeing Zhang Laifu sighing, Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I originally brought you to the ghost market, thinking that if you have an acquaintance, the furniture would be cheaper by hundreds, one thousand yuan. But when it turned out, I would rather not bring you here after picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons."
Chapter completed!