Strange double pupils: I can see all attributes

After reading it, Xu Lang put the calligraphy down to avoid being blackmailed by this woman.

Xu Lang still remembered clearly how fierce she was just now.

When it comes to money, the fat woman gets excited.

"Brother, how can that be an old copybook? It's from the Tang, er, late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. It's a great thing! I'll give you 10,000!"

The fat woman didn't quite understand either. She originally wanted to praise it as a copy of calligraphy from the Tang Dynasty, but then she thought it was a bit too much and immediately changed her words.

"Sister, I just want to practice my calligraphy, can you give me a discount?"

"Or, I'll just take half! I still need to save some money to buy rice paper!"

Xu Lang seemed to take half of it casually, but he was sure that the original was among them.

The fat woman thought to herself, what use do I have for this crappy thing? It’s just a bunch of words written by someone I don’t know.

"That won't do, brother. If you buy half, who am I going to sell the rest to?"

Xu Lang rolled his eyes in his heart. Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Can't you sell these calligraphy works one by one?

"I can't afford it! How about a hundred?"

"One hundred! There are thirty or forty of them in this pile? If I sell them to you for a hundred, wouldn't that mean each one is less than ten dollars?"

After hearing this, Xu Lang calmed down. This woman really didn't understand.

"One, two, three, ..., thirty-seven!"

"Sister, can I give you four hundred?"

Xu Lang continued to play dumb.

The fat woman estimated that she bought it at the price of waste paper and made a profit of 400 yuan by selling it.

"Four hundred! Take the four hundred!"

Xu Lang paid the money happily.

He took the copybook, turned around and rolled his eyes.

After such a delay, it was already noon and the scorching sun was burning Xu Lang.

He found a small teahouse, asked for a private room, and ordered a cup of tea.

While waiting for tea, Xu Lang sorted out several real copper coins and, most importantly, Yu Youren's calligraphy.

Especially the copybook of calligraphy. Only now did Xu Lang have time to take a closer look at this treasure.

There were dozens of characters densely written on the copybook, and the characters flowed like running water. Xu Lang felt that he could not achieve that level of writing even if he practiced for more than ten years.

In addition to these characters, there is also a red seal on the copybook.

Xu Lang barely recognized the four words "Taiping Lao Ren".

The originally yellowed copybook has been somewhat damaged, but fortunately it is only the edges and corners, and the words on the copybook are still clearly visible.

Xu Lang couldn't read, but he thought it was incredible that something less than fifty years old could be sold for five million.

Xu Lang carefully rolled up the calligraphy, but he had no choice as he didn't know how to protect it.

Then he confirmed again that the remaining copper coins and calligraphy copies had no value, so he put them all into a plastic bag and prepared to throw them away.

He had no intention of enjoying the tea, and of course did not know how to taste it, so Xu Lang just drank a few sips hastily.

Coming to the familiar door of Boguzhai again, Xu Lang took a deep breath.

He knew that when he came out again, he would be a millionaire.

Although it is still a long way from the tens of millions I achieved in my previous life.

But he was very happy in his heart, after all, it was money he earned with his own ability.

Xu Lang slowly pushed open the door of Boguzhai, and a pleasant copper bell rang out.

Xu Lang looked into the hall. The ink plate he saw when he came yesterday was no longer there. Instead, there was a bronze mirror of almost the same price.

Wow, there are so many rich people.

Tsk, I'm going to be rich too.

Xu Lang sighed.

It was a lazy afternoon and there were no other customers, but the employees of Boguzhai all looked very energetic. Xu Lang sighed in his heart that big stores are just different.

The waitress who entertained Xu Lang this time was still the same waitress from last time. After all, they had just done business yesterday, so Xu Lang still had some impression of her.

Xu Lang originally wanted to say hello, but found that the waiter's expression was a little stiff.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Xu Lang felt something strange.

"Um, is Mr. Li here? I have something to sell?"

Seeing the waiter like this, Xu Lang did not insist on saying hello, but directly stated his purpose.

The waitress was also stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect Xu Lang to come to buy things again today.

But she soon returned to normal and gave a standard smile.

"Sir, Mr. Li is not here today. There are other appraisers in the store. Do you need me to arrange one for you?"

"That's fine." Xu Lang was mainly worried that the appraisers would not be able to make the decision. Since Li Rufeng was not there, he would not force it.

"No need, Xiao Han, please step back!"

At this time, a clear female voice sounded.

There was a rhythmic sound of high heels.

Xu Lang looked in the direction of the voice and saw the pure white high heels, with the veins on the exposed instep faintly visible.

Chapter 12 Ye Lan and the Million Dollar Sum

Xu Lang looked in the direction of the voice and saw the pure white high heels, with the veins on the exposed instep faintly visible.

Further up are pure white trousers, which wrap around the legs tightly, making the legs look very slender. The upper body is also a white suit, without a single wrinkle.

Xu Lang finally looked at the face of the person who came. His willow-shaped eyebrows were as meticulously trimmed as his clothes, fitting perfectly on his face. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he wanted to keep people away from him.

Probably to appear more capable, the woman's long hair was casually tied up.

As she spoke, she walked towards Xu Lang.

As she took steps, the pair of plump breasts under the shirt, even though they were being pulled down by the bra, were still shaking slightly, as if they were following the movements of her legs.

Of course, Xu Lang saw all of this. This cold and aloof wife and boss lady was full of temptation. Even in his previous life, he had never had any in-depth communication with such a woman.

Although her white trousers seemed to cover up all her charm, her beautiful buttocks also became obvious due to the movement of her legs.

Xu Lang almost stared at it straight away if he was thinking about the calligraphy he had just received.

Unlike the waiter's smile, this woman was also smiling, but as if she was completing a task. Her smile was just right, as if she had been trained according to some mold.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" The waiter turned his back to the woman and breathed a sigh of relief quietly where she couldn't see.

Xu Lang finally understood why the shop assistants at Boguzhai were so energetic at this time. It turned out that the boss was here and couldn't slack off.

[Name] : Ye Lan

[Age] : 28 years old

[Height] :172cm

[Weight] : 50kg

[Measurements]: 90, 55, 95

[Identity]: Owner of Boguzhai, daughter of the Ye family

[Skills]: Antique appraisal, Japanese, French and English

[Personality]: Confident, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, eager to be conquered by the strong (undeveloped little submissive)

Xu Lang showed no expression on the surface, but he actually began to compare secretly in his heart.

Which one is better, the figure under this suit or the figure under the landlady's tight shirt?

At the same time, I wondered in my heart, being conquered by a strong person? What kind of person is considered a strong person? Am I one of them?

And this little shou shou? Could it be the letter circles I saw in my previous life?

I can’t believe that this cold and arrogant boss actually has the potential to mix in the alphabet circle!

Before Xu Lang could continue his YY, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Hello, please follow me!"

When Ye Lan spoke, there was a kind of magnetism that Xu Lang couldn't describe.

Xu Lang followed behind Ye Lan, watching her walk up step by step to the second floor of Boguzhai.

Xu Lang walked behind, admiring Ye Lan's graceful and curvy back.

He noticed that Ye Lan's pace seemed to be trained, and the distance of each step was almost the same.

Xu Lang followed Ye Lan into one of the rooms.

"Please take a seat, sir."

"My last name is Xu, and I was here yesterday!" Xu Lang took out the business card that Li Rufeng had given him yesterday from his inner pocket.

At this time, Xu Lang discovered that Ye Lan's calm eyes changed for the first time, but soon returned to normal.

Ye Lan also began to look at the young man. Li Rufeng rarely gave his business card to outsiders.

But the young man in front of her was obviously a college student. She didn't know why Xu Lang got Li Rufeng's business card.

Ye Lan personally entertained Xu Lang simply because he heard the young man ask for Li Rufeng.

"Okay, Mr. Xu." Ye Lan spoke, still in the same calm tone without any twists and turns.

Xu Lang put down his backpack, took out the copper coins and the circle of calligraphy, and arranged them one by one on the red velvet cloth on the table.

Seeing Xu Lang's actions, Ye Lan couldn't help but look up to him. He didn't hand the thing to her right away, which meant that he at least knew the rules of the circle.

At the same time, Xu Lang also noticed that Ye Lan's eyes immediately fell on the copybook.

When Xu Lang signaled Ye Lan that she could start, she couldn't wait to put on white gloves, and then carefully unfolded the copybook.

As for the copper coins, Xu Lang felt that it was fortunate that the table was big enough, otherwise Ye Lan might have opened them and pushed them to the ground.

As the copybook unfolded, Xu Lang noticed that her breathing paused noticeably.

"Mr. Xu, there is a paperweight in the drawer on the side of the table. Can you help me get it?"

Ye Lan said this, but his eyes never left the copybook.

Xu Lang laughed in silence. It was somewhat impolite to ask the guest to take action.

But he was not angry. The more Ye Lan liked the calligraphy, the higher the price it could be sold for.

Because there were copper coins on one side of the table, Ye Lan was actually very close to the side of the table.

Xu Lang took out a paperweight from the side drawer and clearly smelled a faint fragrance from Ye Lan.

Xu Lang sniffed it gently. The scent was very pleasant, a scent he had never smelled before, and compared to perfume, it was very elegant. However, business was more important, so Xu Lang handed the paperweight to Ye Lan.

She took the paperweight and pressed it down with the calligraphy.

When Ye Lan's eyes swept across the tiny fragments on the copybook, his brows furrowed invisibly.

Waste of nature's gifts, these four words emerged in Ye Lan's mind.

The first paperweight was pressed on the upper left corner of the copybook, allowing Ye Lan to free his hands and press down the remaining triangle with the paperweight as well.

Seeing that Ye Lan didn't continue to pay attention to him, Xu Lang didn't want to get bored and returned to his seat.

Fortunately, Han Xiaoyu brought a cup of tea, otherwise Xu Lang felt that he might have been bored and played with his phone.

Han Xiaoyu obviously knew Ye Lan's habits, so he just brought over a cup of tea and didn't stay any longer.

He just whispered to Xu Lang, "Call me if you need anything."

He left in a hurry.