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Chapter 125 [8 Laurel Goddess Xu Xianfei Cup]

[Goosebumps are up! 】

[Also said it was not a confession. 】

[This is because you are my god, no, you are the god of flowers. 】

[Hey, Flower God?Why does it sound so familiar? 】

[Fuck, could it be... God Su quickly show us. 】

Su Bai turned the copper-bodied enamel box on the table in a different direction, and an extremely exquisite cup came into view.

Also featured in the live broadcast.

In an instant, the words [Flower God Cup] flashed across the screen.

Su Bai carefully took out the cup and rubbed it in his palm, it was hard to tell whether it was her hand that was more delicate, or the Huashen cup was more delicate.

This is the [August Osmanthus Flower God Xu Xianfei Cup] among the Twelve Flower God Cups.

There is no need for system identification at all, Su Bai can be 100% sure,

This cup is exactly one of the Huashen cups of the official kiln in the Kangxi period in December.

The Flora Cup in her collection is the only one missing!
[Fuck!Coincidentally, this is, I remember that God Su seems to be missing this one. 】

[At that time in the Porcelain Capital, the set of Twelve Flower God Cups given by Elder Tang to God Su, among them, the August Osmanthus Cup was a high imitation by a master craftsman during the Kangxi period, and it was not genuine.I remember it clearly. 】

[If I remember correctly, even if one is missing, the set of cups is worth more than 2200 million. 】

[Catherine can hand it in, but she really offers it if she has a treasure! 】

When there was an uproar in the live broadcast room,
Su Bai was startled for a moment, put the cup back, and looked up at Catherine:
"Give it to me?"

"That's right~" Catherine nodded and explained with a smile: "Bai, before I came to you, I watched the recording of your previous live broadcast, and saw the Flora Cup in it.

I know you are missing one..."

She asked with some worry: "...it should be, didn't you collect it?"

Su Bai shook his head honestly:
"No.

It is difficult to gather all the twelve flower god cups, and the most difficult and rarest among them is your [August Osmanthus Flower God Xu Xianfei Cup]. "

"Where did you get it?"

Catherine tilted her head, stroked her drooping blond hair behind her ears, and said with a smile, "Bai, this may be what you Chinese people call fate."

"My dad Anthony sent a lot of souvenirs back then."

"This cup is one of them."

"He said in the letter that this is the oriental flower god, as beautiful as his little angel, so he gave it to me as a coming-of-age gift prepared for me in advance."

"I like it too, so I keep it with me."

Su Bai didn't expect that this sweet-scented osmanthus cup would reach her in this way, so he had to admit: "This is really...fate!"

If she hadn't chosen to help Catherine today, she might never have seen this sweet-scented osmanthus cup, and she would never have been able to get a set together.

That's very possible.

But it's fate.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of "Together" kept swiping the screen.

Su Bai was silent for a while, then closed the copper enamel box again, and pushed it back:

"Catherine, this gift is too expensive for me to accept."

Catherine pushed the box back again, firmly:
"Bai, the help you give me is even more precious."

"It's a thank you gift. If you don't accept it, you just don't want to forgive me and don't want to make friends with me."

"Then... I will find clues to Chuangwang's treasure in the future, so I am too embarrassed to ask you for help."

Su Bai was a little dumbfounded by the words, speechless, staring blankly at Catherine who got up:

"That's it for today, I'm going to embark on a journey to find clues~~"

"Bai, I will find clues, we will definitely meet again."

"Bye~bye, my flower god."

Catherine finished talking like a cannonball, and without giving Su Bai a chance to refuse, she turned around and walked briskly away.

Su Bai stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but he didn't try to stop him after all.

"Ok."

"Then accept this great gift."

Su Bai spoke to the live broadcast room, and at the same time opened the box again, took out the August Osmanthus Cup and played with it in his hands.

The water friends in the live broadcast room spoke out and joked one after another.

[Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat. 】

[Hey, who is not confused when Catherine's sister discharges? 】

[It's over, my heart is broken, my wife Catherine is about to be abducted by God Su, 555. 】

【Pooh!It doesn't matter who kidnaps who, Catherine's sister is just greedy for our God Su's body! 】

[Gossip party fuck off! 】

[Sister Catherine is really open-minded. This sweet-scented osmanthus cup is worth more than 200 million, so give it away if you want. 】

[It’s really clear, Su Shen is not losing money with this wave of blood, maybe he can get both money and money. 】

[I don't even look at what my sister Catherine is doing at home, I guess they don't lack these three melons and dates at all. 】

Su Bai glanced at the barrage, and saw the water friends booing, if it wasn't for this sweet-scented osmanthus cup, he was so happy that he made a set of Twelve Flower God Cups, he would have banned a few whole CPs.

"More than 200 million is not right."

Su Bai explained with a smile: "Old fans should know that the market price of these Twelve Flower God Cups is more than 200 million yuan each."

"But that refers to a single one, and it does not refer to a few rare ones like the August Osmanthus Cup."

"If you make a set, then... the price is far from being able to stop at more than 2000 million."

What if?

Don't you have a set?

In the live broadcast room, there was another burst of crying and howling.

They kept asking, how much should a complete set of Twelve Flower God Cups be worth?

Su Bai played tricks and didn't mean to say anything.

In front of the camera, she played with the sweet-scented osmanthus cup for a while, and explained some characteristics of the official kiln during the Kangxi period through the live broadcast.
It wasn't until it was getting late that Su Bai bid farewell to the netizens and started the broadcast.
Before turning off the live broadcast, facing the reluctance of fans,

Su Baimo calculated today's harvest,

Confidence came up quickly.

"I must have changed my luck. Tomorrow we will continue walking to the flea market. This time there will definitely be no air force."

[I don't believe it, unless you make written evidence. 】

[What if? 】

[Make a bet? 】

"Just bet." Su Bai responded decisively, "According to our old standards, if you are in the Air Force, I will give you gifts."

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, isn't it? Even if it's an early Mid-Autumn Festival gift, one hundred copies!"

After the big words got out, Su Bai felt a little regretful.

My mouth is numb.

Just in case...
One hundred Mid-Autumn Festival gifts is a lot of money,
She is too bad and can't give it away. I am sorry for the fans' support all the time.

"Hmph! What are you afraid of? I've just changed my luck."

Su Bai comforted himself, downloaded the broadcast, and went to sleep.

The next day,

She woke up early and slept well last night. Feeling refreshed and confident, she rushed into the flea market in time for the first wave of market opening.

The footsteps are extremely brisk, and the spirit is extremely high.

noon……

Although Su Bai's hands were still empty, it was as if he was carrying a bag of rice, his steps were a little slow, and he began to feel exhausted.

in the afternoon,

The rice turned into two bags, and my eyes became dull.

evening,

Su Bai walked out of the flea market with a suspicious expression on his face...

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