Xiao Baba was so excited that she couldn't do it herself, [Main silver, master silver, what kind of surprise do you want to prepare for Mu Lanke?]

Mu Qingli curled her lips slightly, "Guess."

[This makes me guess.] Xiao Baba excitedly spoke dialect.

"What?" Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows, "What did you say?"

Xiaoba spread her hands helplessly, [can't guess, can't guess.]

Mu Qingli continued: "I heard that your accent doesn't seem to be a local, a native of Bashu?"

Xiaoba immediately covered her mouth with her hands, [No, no, no! Lord Yin, you heard it wrong.]

Mu Qingli smiled slightly and stopped talking. She put the textbook neatly back on the desk, got up and walked out the door.

[Master Silver, where are we going?] Xiaobaba continued to ask.

Mu Qingli took the commonly used backpack and carried it on her shoulders, feeling a little evil, "Go and prepare a surprise for Mu Lanke."

Xiaoba rubbed his hands secretly, and suddenly felt inexplicably excited?

When she walked outside the door, Mu Qingli happened to meet Sister Fu. She smiled and said, "Sister Fu, I will hand me the gift from Miss Gu's family, so that Uncle Qi doesn't have to prepare."

"Okay, I'll talk to Master Qi." Mrs. Fu nodded.

It just so happened that Fu Lanshen was relaxing his tie and walking downstairs, "I have someone ready for the gift."

Mu Qingli smiled with eyebrows and eyes, "You don't know what girls think, I'd better do it, just so I'll do it in the afternoon."

"Okay." Fu Lanshen walked to Mu Qingli, and his tall figure instantly enveloped her. He stuffed a black card into Mu Qingli's hands without saying a word. "Use this card, you, a girl, bring too much cash, and it is not safe on the road."

Mu Qingli, who had no reason, certainly could not accept his card, "No need for Uncle Qi, I have money." After that, she stuffed the card back into Fu Lanshen's hand, turned around and ran out the door, "Goodbye Uncle Qi."

Before Fu Lanshen could react, Mu Qingli had already disappeared from his sight.

He shook his head helplessly.

As a skateboarder, Mu Qingli naturally would not take a taxi, but skateboarding out, which was so exciting.

Today, she was wearing light blue jeans and a white shirt, a bun, and black sunglasses. She was even more handsome while gliding! One difficult movement after another was completed under her feet.

Flipping the flying cavalry 180 degrees!

Sharp and turn outward!

The person turns 180 degrees and turns 540 degrees!

Along the way, she didn't know how many hot sights and whistles she won.

"Damn it! That's too cool!"

"Miss, Miss, can you take me with you?"

A child took the young mother's hand and said, "Muma, I want to learn skateboarding too."

Some passers-by recorded her back and became popular on the short video website.

Soon, Mu Qingli came to an antique street.

This is the oldest antique street in the imperial capital, with green stone roads and pink walls and black tiles and horse head walls. It retains the cultural heritage of the Jiangnan water town. Almost every merchant has a red lantern hanging in front of the gates of the red lanterns, with two eye-catching words written on it.

Situ.

It is rumored that this entire antique street is the property of the Situ family, but no one has ever seen Situ himself, nor has anyone known his full name.

Some people say he is an old man who lives in his 100-year-old, some people say she is a beautiful girl, some people say he is a young man who is more beautiful than Pan An, and some people say she is a woman who is a woman...

There are many versions, but the only thing that cannot be denied is the overwhelming power behind the Situ family.

It’s really not possible to monopolize the entire antique market without some power.

Mu Qingli did not go to the store, but walked to the antique stall on the other side.

Antiques do not pay attention to the storefront. They are often on street stalls, but they have more unexpected gains. People who know the profession can buy real treasures no matter where they are. People who don’t know the profession may be cheated even if they are decocted.

[Master Yin, are you actually stingy?] Xiaobaba told the truth in one sentence.

Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, "If it weren't for the prodigal son like you, would I be so stingy, dad?"

Xiaobaba retorted, [Main Yin, Yin family is not a prodigal son, Yin family is obviously a good child!]

"Haha," Mu Qingli smiled slightly, "How many of the five million were left before?"

Xiaoba stopped talking in an instant and felt wronged as a child of 500 pounds.

"Boss, do you have peach wood carvings here?" Mu Qingli walked to an antique stall and asked.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his 50s, with a long goatee and wearing several shiny red sandalwood bracelets on his hands. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Qingli, pointing in a direction, "That's it."

"Thank you." Mu Qingli walked to this end of the stall, picked up a sculpture that looked very exquisite, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, frowned slightly, and then she changed another sculpture, but frowned.

"Boss, I want peach wood." Mu Qingli looked up again at the stall owner.

"Little girl, all of them are top-quality peach wood, with prices on it, and no bargaining." The stall owner continued.

Mu Qingli glanced at the price tag above.

Oh.

The lowest price is 5 digits!

This boss is really good at fooling people.

Mu Qingli picked up a sculpture casually and said, "Boss, I want authentic peach wood carvings, you are all imitation peach wood."

Hearing this, the boss looked up and down at Mu Qingli, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "You little girl, you are really good at joking. I have sold antiques on this antique street for more than ten years. Can you still fool people? This is the authentic and top-quality peach wood! Don't worry, little girl, I'm doing an honest business!"

Mu Qingli smiled slightly and then said, "Peach wood, also known as 'Ghost Horror Art', is the most widely used material for destroying evil spirits. The wood is delicate and the wood exudes a faint fragrance. The handicrafts are beautiful when it is made. Boss, which of the sculptures in front of me can meet the standards of peach wood?"

The stall owner thought Mu Qingli was just saying a few words to test him, but he never thought that this little girl was still an expert at a young age! He has been in business for so many years and has met many people who are truly knowledgeable, but he has never met someone as young as Mu Qingli.

I originally wanted to see this little girl being young, but now it seems that there is no hope.

"I didn't expect that the little girl looks young and is still an expert." The stall owner smiled and walked forward, his tone seemed to be praising and criticizing.

Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly and did not directly answer the boss's words. Instead, she said, "Boss, if you don't have peach wood carvings here, I won't disturb you." After that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Little girl, wait." The stall owner immediately called Mu Qingli.

Mu Qingli turned around slightly, smiled at her eyebrows and didn't say anything.

The stall owner took out a mahogany box from under the table and waved to Mu Qingli, "Little girl, come here and see. It's all full of peach wood carvings. If it's not enough, there are still under my table."

"Will you take it out before you'll have nothing to do?" Mu Qingli came to the stall and sat down.

The stall owner laughed and didn't say anything. He didn't know that Mu Qingli was an expert...

Mu Qingli's goal was very clear. After confirming that it was peach wood, he quickly chose a carving with exquisite craftsmanship. "How much does this cost?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Little girl, don't you have a clear price tag on it? Our family will not bargain."

"Eighty-eight thousand?" Mu Qingli looked at the price and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The stall owner continued, "Little girl, if you want to buy it, I can give you a fraction. I am an authentic red wood, which is made by a well-known artist. Look, there are still words engraved underneath! If it were an ordinary person, I wouldn't sell it! It's also a little girl, you have a destiny to be with it."

People who do business are versatile and have very good language organization skills. Some people are soft-hearted and know that things are not worth so much money, they are stupid enough to pay.

Mu Qingli smiled slightly, "Boss, you are not sincere in your desire to sell it, let's talk about the real price."

"Little girl, look at what you said, I can't sell it to you at a loss, right?" the stall owner continued: "Eighty-five, I really can't lose it anymore!"

"One price, five thousand." Mu Qingli opened her red lips lightly.

Upon hearing this, the stall owner's expression frozen in an instant, "Little girl, what are you kidding! Five thousand! Five thousand can you buy such a good sculpture? I think you are not the one who wants to buy it!" As he said that, the boss acted as a gesture to pick up the sculpture from the table and stuffed it into the box.

These are all businessmen's routines.

Mu Qingli did not stop him from his actions, but said, "Boss, this is a peach wood carving, not an antique. If you ask for a huge price, aren't you afraid of scaring the customers away?"

The stall owner sang: "Can you buy antiques for 80,000 yuan? This is a sculpture, but it is made by a master! What are you kidding, little girl!"

Mu Qingli's tone was simple, "Although you can't buy antiques for 80,000 yuan, you can really buy a master-level sculpture. Although yours is a real best peach wood, your craftsmanship is imitated by the carving master Wu Yuanshan."

Speaking of this, Mu Qingli paused and then said, "Do you think I am stupid or are you stupid when spending 80,000 yuan to buy a fake product?"

"What are you talking nonsense about, you little girl? This is not a imitation! If you don't want to buy it, forget it! Why do you have to say these words to annoy people!" Although his thing is a imitation, it is indeed the top imitation, exactly the same as the ones found in the master's hands. He can hardly find the wrong one. This little girl probably had a blind cat hit a dead mouse and deliberately said these words to test him.

"Eight thousand, really can't be more." Mu Qingli spoke again.

"Eight thousand?" The stall owner seemed to hear some big joke, "Even if I put this thing in the house and rot, I wouldn't sell it to you for 8 thousand yuan!"

"Oh." Mu Qingli nodded regretfully, "Then I can only say that I have no chance with it." After that, she walked towards the other stall.

The stall owner thought Mu Qingli was scaring him, after all, he had seen the same routine countless times.

Wait.

She won't be able to hold it in a few seconds before she turns back.

The stall owner crossed his legs and was proud.

But after waiting for nearly a minute, Mu Qingli didn't look back. It can be seen that her goal was very clear and she was walking directly to his mortal enemy's house!

The stall owner couldn't calm down now, so he immediately stood up and chased Mu Qingli's back, "Little girl, wait!"
To be continued...