Tomb Robber: I have golden eyes

The 1980s was a golden era when economic reform was sweeping the land.

These days, as long as the brave ones dare to go to Nanyang, the next three generations will definitely be rich.

This is Panjiayuan in Beijing, whether it is the surrounding stores or roadside stalls.

Looking over from a high place, they are all heads.

The scene can be described as a sea of ​​people, heel to toe.

There are many foreigners with blond hair among them

"I said, man, do you dare to call yourself a baby like this?

Maybe it’s last week’s craft!"

Lan Yu Pavilion.

This is the store with the best reputation in a street in Panjiayuan.

But today there is an uninvited guest.

This person is wearing a light pink suit and is playing with an ancient bronze goblet in the shape of an animal. His eyes are very bright. You Shen stared at the shopkeeper in front of him and didn't dare to speak at all.

Seeing that the middle-aged shopkeeper didn't speak, the young man struck while the iron was hot and continued:

"In my opinion, the things in your Lanyu Pavilion are probably all fakes, which is a pity.

What a great store, but it sells junk products.

If you can't do business with this lot, sell it to me."

The young man stood up, put down his glass, and walked around.

Just when he wanted to continue speaking, an equally young voice came from the small door behind the screen of the shop.

"Who is it? Didn't you brush your teeth when you went out this morning? Or are you looking for trouble? You're talking so inappropriately.

Let me see what kind of cat and dog it is."

The man in the pink suit froze on the spot, turned around and looked at the man walking towards him.

Frankly speaking, he had to admit that the man was indeed more handsome than him.

When the shopkeeper saw the young man coming out, he immediately stepped forward to bow humbly. present

"Master, this customer said that our store..."

"Okay, I already know that Xiao Shun has already told me what happened. Go to the back and let me come and see this thing."

Whispering instructions to the employees to leave, Lu Ming put away the folding fan in his hand. He looked intently at the"pretty" man in front of him.

Why do you call him beautiful? Because this guy actually wore a light pink suit in the 1980s.

His skin was unusually bright. A woman has to make a lot of money.

Looking at the other person sizing him up, the man in the suit wanted to speak.

But Lu Ming beat him to it.

"Are you saying that my shop sells scraps?"

"it's me..."

Taking a deep breath, the man in the suit wanted to answer.

But in the end, he was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Lu Ming.

"I thought it was some city leader or that literary guru.

I didn't expect to be a sissy. It's really unlucky today to open my business and meet such a nondescript person like you.

It's a pity that I have to find time to get rid of this green beast drinking cup from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

I lost several great unity cards due to such a touch from you."

As he said that, he picked up the wine on the table and looked sad and regretful. Faced with such repeated yin and yang insults, the man in the light pink suit was also a little angry.

What does this mean?

Even if you call yourself a sissy, you can still Insulting his own body.

The antiques he touched were not damaged, so how could he be in debt?

"When you open your business, is this how you entertain your guests?

It's really embarrassing. I heard you have a treasure here, but now it seems like nothing more than that."

Sitting on the chair, Lu Ming looked at the other party seriously.

He crossed his legs and responded.

"What a good entertainer, you guy. You came to my place half an hour ago.

The shopkeeper entertained me kindly, but you turned out to be picky and picky.

A good thing has been reduced to nothing by you. Dare I ask, are guests like you a guest?"

The verbal offensive between the two sides was fierce.

Unfortunately, it was Lu Ming who had the upper hand. After all, this was his home court.

"Sissy, I just heard what you said.

I think it’s fake that you’re buying antiques, but it’s true that you want to buy my store."

The other party's purpose was not pure in the first place, and Lu Ming had no reason to give him face.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the man in pink knew that there was no need to pretend.

Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Lu Ming sitting on the chair with a proud face, and said that he true purpose

"Yes, I am here to buy your store.

I have made inquiries and found out that this place is one of the most popular locations in Panjiayuan and was chosen as our first step in opening up the northern market.

This time I am here to discuss with you as a representative of the Changsha Chamber of Commerce.

The purchase price is 50 million, I hope you don't appreciate it."

As if he had a chance to win, the man in pink clothes felt refreshed.

However, on the chair, Lu Ming sneered and looked at the other person as if he was crazy.

Sensing that something was wrong, the man in pink clothes frowned

"why are you laughing?"

Lu Ming put away his expression and stood up, looking very serious.

"Do you want me to send you a few words?"

"What word?"

I saw Lu Ming's sonorous and powerful words, which were very standard.

"Gewuen~"

Being able to wear a suit, the man in pink certainly knew that Lu Ming was telling him to get lost.

In his anger, he had no choice but to send a killing move

"Okay, you're really good, you're tough, right? I heard that you are the young master of Lanyu Pavilion, and you have a lot of ink in your belly.

Today I will compete with you. Whoever has the ability to leave will agree to the other party's conditions."

Lu Ming looked at the other party's furious look and used the simplest provocation method.

Although his expression remained calm, he was actually a little frightened inside.

Because he was not from this world at all.

He was accidentally reborn here three years ago. World, he has been cautious for nearly two and a half years.

After all, no one knows who else can do such an outrageous thing except him.

Of course, he has not worked behind closed doors in these years, but has properly learned some cultural relic knowledge.

In this Panjiayuan It can be regarded as a small achievement.

When I went out to ask Mr. Lu, I knew that he was the young master of Lanyu Pavilion.

At the current situation, Lu Ming pondered for a moment and could only move forward and not retreat. After all, everyone was blocking the door.

If he had stage fright, he might have suffered for many years. Reputation is about to disappear

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