Chapter 68: The Three-Character Classic

"Century-year-old coral in the deep sea, ten low-grade spiritual energy beads, right? Here you are."

"Sword Immortal Incomplete Feijian five middle-grade spiritual energy beads, right? Buy it!"

"This, and this, and this, all of them!"

"This, this!"

The big tall guy didn't stop after he bought all the jade stalls, and continued to buy, sweeping the audience. Zhang Ding was so envious and Hu Dezhi shook his head at the sight of the grandeur of the sale.

"This is not a local tyrant, this is a godly tyrant. If I want so much money, why bother?" Hu Dezhi smiled wryly.

Influenced by the tall man, Hu Dezhi was not interested in anything. Of course, the most important thing was that Li Mo didn't come back, so he didn't dare to make a move easily.

The tall man had scanned enough goods and left satisfied. Hu Dezhi looked at the time, half an hour had passed.

"Let me go and have a look."

Just when Jiang Xiaomei was about to look for her, Li Mo hurried over.

"Sorry sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Zhang Ding sneered: "Incompetence is incompetence. Just now that Shenhao swept away all the valuables. Now he came out. What's the use?"

"Master Zhang, don't say that, I have seen Brother Li's ability with my own eyes."

Zhang Ding rolled his eyes, and just about to continue to taunt, Li Mo stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

The slap was too sudden and fast, Hu Dezhi didn't expect Li Mo to do it, Zhang Ding didn't expect it either, they were both stunned.

"I gave you a face, right? It's endless, right? I don't pay attention to you, and you still have a face."

Zhang Ding was furious: "You dare to hit me, are you tired of living!"

Snapped!

Li Mo raised his hand, another slap in the face, this time Zhang Ding was prepared, he was ready to dodge when he saw Li Mo raised his hand, but it was useless, he couldn't dodge at all.

"I kill you!"

Zhang Ding took out a talisman, and before he could sacrifice it, he was slapped by Li Mo again, this slap was a little bit harder, and Zhang Ding passed out directly.

Li Mo asked Hu Dezhi: "Brother Hu, is it okay for me to teach him a lesson here?"

Hu Dezhi was speechless, didn't you teach me a lesson whether there was a problem or not?

Seeing the situation here, a group of patrolling black market guards ran over, and Hu Dezhi stepped forward to explain.

"My own people, just kidding."

The black market guards left, and Zhang Ding, who was stunned by Li Mo, was temporarily carried by Master Xu Mingxu.

When Xu Ming chatted with Hu Dezhi, he talked a lot, but when he faced Li Mo, he didn't say a word, keeping a low profile like another person.

Li Mo took Hu Dezhi and began to choose items.

The "goods" bought by the tall man are completely different from the "goods" that Hu Dezhi wanted. Hu Dezhi has only one purpose, to please Tang Zhan.

"Beast bones, fake."

The animal bone that Hu Dezhi bought earlier was not an oracle bone inscription at all, but a fake bone inscription.

"The cracks on this bone are glued together. If you don't believe me, smash this bone to make sure you can see the glue."

"Brother, you have already said that, why are you knocking? I will return the product!"

Hu Dezhi was very straightforward, and returned the goods with the animal bones. Within five minutes, he returned with the animal bones.

"It's late, that fucking SB closed the stall and ran away..."

Thirty million was lost in vain!

"grass!"

Hu Dezhi looked at the sleeping Zhang Ding, and couldn't help cursing, if he didn't have this product, how could he buy this fake bone?

The more Hu Dezhi thought about it, the more angry he threw the fake bone on the ground. The fake bone was torn apart, revealing all the glue and white bones inside.

"Fuck!" Hu Dezhi cursed again.

"To tell you the truth, my total net worth is 300 million. With that much money, do you think you can buy the antiques that Tang Zhan likes?"

Hu Dezhi began to tell the truth to Li Mo.

Li Mo said: "I think what Tang Zhan likes should not be simple antiques,

It is an ancient relic with a special function. "

"Is there any difference between antiques and antiques? Brother Li, this is the only chance for me to turn around. If you can help me solve Tang Zhan, I will give you 100 million immediately, and I will give you another 100 million in the future!"

Jiang Xiaomei was surprised when she heard the two talking on the side. Before today, she never thought that the underage Li Mo was so valuable in Hu Dezhi's eyes.

Who is Hu Dezhi? Li Mo doesn't know, but Jiang Xiaomei knows very well that the son-in-law of the Tang Sect is in the border of Sichuan Province, and if he says a word, it definitely has weight.

Li Mo smiled and said: "This matter is very simple, and it can be done without too much money. Also, this time you have done me a big favor, so I won't charge you any money."

Jiang Xiaomei's eyes widened.

200 million? don't want?

Hu Dezhi was also stunned, Li Mo asked him to inquire about Wang Huan's news, and he sent Wang Huan's information to Li Mo in the morning, for Hu Dezhi, finding Wang Huan was just a piece of cake.

That ugly Wang Huan is worth 200 million?

Hu Dezhi carefully asked: "Brother, do you have any problems with the palace?"

"There is no holiday."

"Oh." Hu Dezhi felt relieved.

Li Mo walked to a booth, picked up a bamboo tube, and said, "Look, brother, these are antiques. The biggest difference between antiques and antiques is that there are many such things, and they don't have much collection value at all."

"Here, brother, are you saying that Tang Zhan likes this kind of thing?"

"Of course he doesn't like ordinary antiques. How much is this bamboo tube?" Li Mo asked the stall owner.

"Ten thousand." The stall owner was a young man with a lazy look.

"I bought it."

Although Hu Dezhi had doubts, he paid the money immediately without even a single question.

"look."

Li Mo shook the bamboo tube, took a deep breath, and blew into the bamboo tube.

Li Mo stopped blowing, and about five seconds later, the voices of children reciting came from the bamboo tube.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good, nature is similar, habits are far away..."

It is not the voice of one person, but the chorus of a group of children.

Hu Dezhi was dumbfounded: "This... this..."

"Ah? What's going on here?" The stall owner woke up. He spent two thousand yuan to collect this bamboo tube two years ago. It has been with him for so long, and he didn't find that he read the "San Zi Jing" aloud. Ability.

"This is a phonograph, similar to today's tape recorders. The voices of children in it are the real voices of the ancients. This value..."

"I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore!" the stall owner yelled.

Hu Dezhi snatched the bamboo tube into his arms, and hugged it tightly, as if if you killed me, I wouldn't give it to you!

The stall owner called for a long time, but Hu Dezhi ignored him.

"How much is this painting?"

Li Mo pointed to an ancient painting on the booth.

That ancient painting is a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, but it is very incomplete. Not only is there no phoenix, the king of all birds, but the number of birds is less than twenty. Not even a signature.

What is the most valuable ancient painting? It's not the mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, but the author.

This ancient painting is definitely not a painting of a celebrity, even people who don't know how to paint can tell it.

"Three thousand... not for sale!"

After suffering a loss once, the stall owner held the ancient painting in his hand, fearing that he would suffer another loss.

"Forget it."

Li Mo was about to leave, but the stall owner was in a hurry: "Five thousand! Buy it now, take it if you want it!"

"Didn't you just say three thousand?"

"How much am I going to lose with that microphone? You're still mad at me!"

"A size is a size."

"Okay, okay, I'm unlucky, three thousand is three thousand, I still don't believe it, can you even make something famous with this broken painting?"

Hu Dezhi paid the money quickly, and he almost snatched the ancient painting into his hands.

Li Mo smiled: "Let's go."

"Huh? Don't buy it?"

"Two are enough."

"This painting..."

"Go back first."

"well."

Hu Dezhi made up his mind and carefully put away the ancient paintings.