Chapter 177 Xun Lao took a fancy to Xiaowu, and suddenly doubted Xiaowu's IQ

Sun Qi was the first to react, covering his face and screaming: "Ah! Ancestor, this is money!!!"

The old man knelt down to open the painting.

Seeing him holding the painting, Gu Jinwu slowed down for a moment, but out of politeness, she didn't grab him.

"This painting is not for sale."

No one knew that she hid a secret in this painting, and she used completely different materials.

Under the change of light, a person appears faintly in the landscape painting.

The facial features of the characters. When she was painting, she focused all her attention on Shi Erge's body, so the facial features basically resembled him.

This is why she must not sell it.

Seeing this fluent and sophisticated ink painting, the old man couldn't help admiring: "This painting is really good. Do you want to consider giving it to me?"

When he came to Beicheng this time, he thought he could see some powerful young people.

In the end, after looking around at the ones recommended by his apprentices and friends, the qualifications were mediocre, and he couldn't catch his eyes at all.

Even this technique is not one-tenth as good as this little girl's painting.

I thought I would return disappointed, but I didn't expect that now there is an unexpected joy.

Sun Qi stood by and thought he had heard wrong.

He hurried forward, carried the painting into his arms, and carefully wiped the dust on the side with his cuff.

His eyes were full of distress: "Give it to you for nothing? What are you thinking? This painting is worth a house!"

He wished he could steal the painting from Qingwu's hands and sell it, how could he give it to this old man for no reason?

Whimsical, whimsical!

Gu Jinwu's reaction was much calmer: "It's not convenient to send you off, but I'm still useful."

She turned around and ignored Sun Qi's reluctance to look at her, and took the painting directly on her back to go outside.

"Tsk, this little girl is quite interesting."

The old man stood at the door, squinting his eyes and stroking his gray beard, suddenly happy.

Sun Qi saw the old man's happy expression, couldn't help whispering: "She's not a little girl, she's a genius, she's my God of Wealth!"

The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

After a while, he said pointedly: "Then you should be the one behind your God of Wealth who is holding back."

Sun Qi thought about it for a long time, and he didn't taste it until the old man got into a dark and low-key car.

Sun Qi was so angry that he was about to jump three meters high.

"Hey! Why are you cursing, old man!"

'Squeak——' The locomotive slammed on the ground and formed a slight friction sound.

With one foot on the ground, she turned her head and looked at the old man standing under the tree next to the antique market.

Seeing the old man's expression changed, she took off her helmet, parked the car on the side of the road, and walked over by herself.

She hung the painting bag directly on the rearview mirror of the motorcycle.

"Hello. Do you sell antiques?"

She stood beside her with a blank expression, looking at the middle-aged woman carefully.

The wrinkles on the face are deep and obvious, the whites of the eyes are bloodshot, the bags under the eyes are obviously drooping, and there are tear stains at the end of the eyes that have not been wiped away.

Her hair was gray and inexplicably depressed, what made Gu Jinwu stop was because she noticed her hand.

All ten of her fingers lost their nails, their fingers were severely deformed, and their bones were bent abnormally.

Seeing the little girl coming, the aunt quickly seemed to see hope.

"Little girl, I have a blue and white porcelain vase from the late Qing Dynasty. Do you want to buy it? I only want 60."

She opened the cloth bag in a panic, which contained blue and white porcelain with exquisite patterns.

Looks like it's worth a lot.

Gu Jinwu's eyes only fell on the porcelain bottle for three seconds before moving away, and she said directly: "What do you want 60 for?"

"My husband is going to have an operation for gastric cancer. The doctor said that after the operation, he can live for a few more years."

What else would the aunt want to say.

Gu Jinwu directly took the bank card and pointed to the ATM machine next to her: "No more bargaining. We will pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

The aunt was overjoyed immediately, she held the porcelain bottle and stood there for three days, no one cared about it.

She was suddenly bought, and she almost couldn't stand up.

On the car on the side of the road not far away.

The co-pilot is a well-dressed gentle bachelor, he adjusted his glasses: "Master, are you interested in her?"

The old man lowered the window of the car, looked at Gu Jinwu, and sighed: "He is a good seedling, this IQ is a pity."

 Gu Jinwu: Master!I'm not stupid!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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