The secret of my private money was exposed by the stunning sister

Chapter 11 Leopard Slave Post!
Su Ming just smoked a cigarette outside the internet bar when he heard the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone, and it was another call from a familiar person.

"Third sister, what happened again?"

"Xiao Ming, is that calligraphy in your study the authentic work of a calligrapher? Someone wants to buy it!"

Hearing this, Su Ming murmured softly, "I never thought that people playing Douyin's live broadcast would be so knowledgeable? Can you tell?"

This time Su Ming changed his previous denial, "Of course, I spent a lot of money to buy this! How much will he pay for it?"

"My brother-in-law started pretending to be 13?"

"Why didn't my brother-in-law say it was a fake this time?"

"It's not in line with my brother-in-law's usual style! Is it annoying my Xiaomeng? Are you going to start fooling people?"

"I think it is! Brother-in-law is not a good person either!"

Su Yufei glanced at the live broadcast room, and then said to Su Ming, "He said whether it's true or not, the bid is 5000 million!"

He heard Su Ming make a disdainful voice, and many people could even imagine his expression, "Since he knows that this is the authentic work of the book sage, how much is the original work, he has no idea how much it is? 5000 million is just a beggar! "

Su Yufei heard Su Ming swearing, and muttered, "Speak well, don't swear."

"Okay! My good third sister, you ask him to offer a reliable price, and I'll sell it to him if it suits you! Don't bother me! And don't rummage through the things in my closet!"

Su Ming gave a warning, and then heard the fat man yelling, "Su Ming hurry up, let's start!"

"Okay! Third sister, I'm busy, so I'll hang up first!"

Then there was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone.

Su Yufei was a little speechless to Su Ming, and then looked at the live broadcast room, she spread her hands, "Mr. Li must have heard what my brother said, although my brother said it was authentic, but based on what I know about him, there are nine out of ten that this is a nonsense!"

"Good guy! I'm so direct, good guy! Xiaomeng is really dumb! Destroy my brother-in-law?"

"Xiaomeng seems to be really not short of money, and doesn't even want to be fooled?"

"This is my goddess!"

"I love you, Xiaomeng!"

Li Yi looked at the calligraphy on the back of Su Yufei on the screen and fell into deep thought. His intuition told him that there must be something wrong with this calligraphy, and even if it wasn't the real one, it must have been copied by a celebrity.

Then he called directly, and soon the phone rang.

"Yo, why did Young Master Li remember to call me?"

In a small spring-like courtyard at the other end of the phone, a slightly lazy young man was lying on a recliner, next to a small table with a pot of tea on it.

It's been a very pleasant day.

"Xiaohui, I found a picture!"

The young man lazily looked at the sky, stretched his waist, "It's just a picture, what's the fuss, I'm in very good shape recently, how about I write a picture and send it to you?"

"I'll tell you something serious! Do you know whose words it is!?"

Zhou Hui moved his neck slightly, "Whose word?"

"The words of the holy book!"

After saying this, Li Yi heard a clicking sound from the opposite side.

After a while, Li Yi obviously felt something was wrong with Zhou Hui's voice. His neck twisted, and he grinned and asked, "Are you talking about the sage Wang Xizhi?"

"That's right!"

"Whose copy!"

"Suspected authentic!"

"where!?"

"Douyin live broadcast room, I will share it with you on WeChat!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Hui couldn't wait to open WeChat and directly entered the live broadcast room.

"Where are the words?"

Then he typed a line on the public screen, "Where is the authentic work of the book sage?"

He looked at the anchor, although this anchor was good-looking and he was his favorite, but the authentic works of the book sages were particularly important, and women could put them aside first.

[Red Dust Sanskrit rewards the anchor Da Xiaomeng Dream Castle x10]

Hongchen Sanskrit: The anchor, please take a look at the calligraphy of the Shusheng!

Su Yufei looked at the gleaming big characters on the public screen, with a look of helplessness on her face, it seemed that this person was going to waste time with that calligraphy.

"Okay, let's first show the camera to the calligraphy that Mr. Li admires more."

"Local tyrants are rich, with 2 yuan at hand!"

"Nimma has already caught up with my half-month salary!"

"Upstairs is awesome 13, more than 2 yuan has caught up with my monthly salary!"

"You are all local tyrants! With a salary of five thousand, I pass by silently!"

"Is my salary three thousand not worthy of passing by?"

"I want to say that I only earn less than [-] yuan a year, am I not worthy of playing Douyin?"

"Upstairs, what did you do? Now it costs two or three hundred a day to move bricks. Are you watching the gate at the construction site!?"

"Grandpa, this is something for young people to play with. You old man, you should hurry home and hug your grandson!"

Su Yufei's camera just showed that calligraphy.

Zhou Hui stood up completely. He stared at the calligraphy, his face was flushed, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his neck.

He said word by word, "The only cursive script "Bao Nu Tie" left by the book sage!"

"There is actually a manuscript version!"

"It's exactly the same as the one on the stele! And this one has a lot more content than the stele!"

[Xiao Huihui rewards the anchor Da Xiaomeng Dream Castle x10]

Xiao Huihui: "Is this the only cursive script of the book sage in the world? "Leopard Slave Post"! I was lucky enough to see the stele! This handwriting is exactly the same! And this one is even more complete!"

Li Yi nodded, he always felt familiar, now when he heard Zhou Hui say it, he instantly understood, this is "Leopard Slave Post"!
"Who is Xiao Huihui upstairs? What he said is a bit scary!"

"That's right! It's the only one that survives! Doesn't that prove that it's priceless?"

"I'm sure there are no authentic works of the book sage left in the world! I just checked on Qiandu!"

"+1 I agree"

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Xiao Huihui: "It's hard to say whether it's the original work, but even if it's a copy! Even if it's a modern copy! It's also priceless! Because it completes the content of "Bao Nu Tie"!"

"I'll go! Isn't this a major archaeological discovery?"

"Maybe my brother-in-law is a grave robber?"

"I think it's possible!"

"Otherwise, how could my brother-in-law have such a thing?"

Su Yufei saw that the chat in the live broadcast room was getting more and more ditching, so she hurriedly said, "Xiao Huihui, since you said this is "Leopard Slave Post", can you tell the truth from the fake?"

Xiao Huihui: "I really can't do it! But I believe my grandfather can identify it! My grandfather is Zhou Xuelin!"

"Why is there another grandpa?"

"A thousand degrees!"

"Zhou Xuelin, a famous calligrapher in the Xia Kingdom, the vice president of the National Calligraphy Association, and a lifelong honorary professor of Beiqing University! One of his calligraphy can sell for millions!"

"Oh my god! This is a real big guy! A picture has millions of words! And he's still a living celebrity!"

"Really! This kid actually has such a great grandfather?"

"I'm going to move a small bench and sit and watch the episode of pretending to be 13!"

Zhou Hui took a deep breath and called his grandfather directly.

"Grandpa, I found a manuscript that seems to be the authentic work of Wang Xizhi, and it is the only surviving cursive script!"

"What did you say!"

There was a deafening roar from the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)