The antique industry was originally a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and the water was very deep.

Even experts with rich experience and knowledge may be blinded when they come to the antique market, let alone ordinary people.

Especially for ordinary people like Feng Qing'er who don't know anything, if they rush into this antique market rashly, it is no different than committing suicide!

Next, Feng Qing'er took Chen Dong to several stores. There were several things that caught her eye, and Feng Qing'er almost bought them all, but Chen Dong stopped them all.

Chen Dong certainly knows that this little girl is not short of money, but after all, he, the military advisor, is still following him. If this girl is fooled and loses millions in vain, then for him, the military advisor

, it can be considered an insult!

Seeing that all the babies she was interested in were rejected by Chen Dong, Feng Qing'er felt depressed.

"Uncle, why don't you let me spend some money to go out!"

"You won't let me buy this, and you won't let me buy that. How can you let me pick up the missing items?!"

Feng Qinger pouted, unhappiness written all over her beautiful face.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's look like this, Chen Dong couldn't laugh or cry, "Do you really think this is a vegetable market? You can pick up all the treasures at will?"

"You still pick up leaks, I think you look like a leak!"

When Ma Jiufeng on the side heard this, he couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

Only my brother Dong dares to talk to me like this, the eldest lady of the Feng family.

Even a little witch like this can be mastered, and it turns out that my brother Dong is the best!

Feng Qing'er was already very depressed, but now she saw that even Ma Jiufeng dared to laugh at her, and she suddenly became very angry.

A pair of eyes looked straight at Ma Jiufeng and angrily shouted: "You are laughing so hard! If you laugh again, believe it or not, I will bite you to death!"

One sentence scared Ma Jiufeng, a dignified social figure, to tremble.

With this young lady’s temper, if she says she bites, she really knows how to bite...

Chen Dong felt helpless for a while and said angrily: "Why are you yelling at Mr. Ma? If you have any temper, let it go to me."

As soon as Feng Qing'er heard this, her arrogant pretty face suddenly changed into a bright smile. She quickly grabbed Chen Dong's arm and said coquettishly: "Husband, what are you talking about? You are so kind.

, how could I lose my temper with you! Isn’t it okay if people know that they are wrong? Kiss..."

Chen Dong simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This girl was so weird and weird, it was really hard to do anything about it.

Ma Jiufeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.

This is really true, same dicks but different lives...

At this time, Feng Qing'er continued to say to Chen Dong in a gentle voice: "Husband, you promised before that you would be my military advisor."

"Now, shouldn't you take action and help me pick up the missing pieces?"

Chen Dong said helplessly: "You are too naive. There are so many things left for you to pick up in this world."

In fact, just as he was walking down the road, Chen Dong had already roughly screened the antiques in the shops along the street through the Golden Dragon Eyes, and found that most of the items in those shops were modern imitations.

In addition, there are many things that, although they are old, are not worth much at all.

It can be said that this entire antique market looks very huge with a wide variety of products, but in fact, at least 99.9% of the items are fake.

But this is not surprising at all.

Because this in itself is the current situation of the antique market and is also a normal phenomenon.

It would be abnormal if everything in this antique market were valuable treasures.

Therefore, when most people visit the antique market, they can only be reduced to leeks, and only a very small number of people can possibly find the pearls in the sea and the gold in the sand!

In the following time, Chen Dong and the others visited most of the antique market, but still didn't find anything suitable.

After searching for so long and still finding nothing, Feng Qing'er completely lost her patience and wanted to go home.

At this moment, Chen Dong's eyes suddenly fell on a product in the store next to him.

It was a landscape painting.

To be precise, it can only be regarded as half of the painting. The other half of the painting seemed to have been torn away due to poor storage, and obvious signs of tearing can be seen in the middle.

Although this half of the painting was framed, it was obviously not well received by the boss, so it was just piled haphazardly on top of the cabinet behind a large pile of things.

However, Chen Dong saw something from this half of the painting.

"Qing'er, don't you want to catch the leak? This is your chance!" Chen Dong said casually.

Feng Qing'er, who was dejected just a second ago, suddenly became energized and stood up suddenly when she heard this.

"Really? Where is it?!" Feng Qing'er asked eagerly.

Chen Dong pointed to the half of the painting in the store and said to Feng Qing'er: "Did you see that painting? That's your goal today!"

The next moment, when Feng Qing'er saw the appearance of the painting, she suddenly looked disappointed, "That painting looks pretty good, but why is there only half of it?"

"And it was torn apart. Is it worth anything?"

Feng Qing'er was very doubtful about the value of this painting.

Not only her, but also Ma Jiufeng looked suspicious, obviously not thinking that this half of the painting was worth much.

Chen Dong chuckled and said confidently: "Don't worry, I guarantee that this half of the painting is definitely worth much more than everything you just looked at!"

Although Feng Qing'er was still doubtful, since it was Chen Dong's choice, Feng Qing'er would definitely give it a try.

She has doubts about things, but she definitely believes in Chen Dong.

"Okay, then I'll buy that half of the painting back now!"

Feng Qing'er rolled up her sleeves and prepared to walk into the store.

At this time, Chen Dong suddenly thought of something and quickly reminded him: "Remember, you can only give me a thousand yuan at most for this painting."

"If we still can't reach an agreement for one thousand yuan, you will leave immediately and leave without looking back. Do you understand?"

"One thousand yuan?" Feng Qing'er was shocked and said in disbelief: "Uncle, if you go to those handicraft stores outside with this little money, you might not even be able to buy a modern painting."

"A thousand dollars? Are you sure I won't be scolded to death by the boss?"

In Feng Qing'er's opinion, if this half of the painting is as valuable as Chen Dong said, the selling price will definitely be very high.

In the end, Chen Dong only allowed her to pay up to 1,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!