I’ve Been Cultivating Immortals For Thousands of Years

　　 "My old man still lied to you."

　　 The live broadcast room exploded in an instant.

　　 "Grandpa Lin is a master of Versailles."

　　 "Old Versailles."

　　 "Fuck, Grandpa Lin is really no ordinary person, Zifeng, let Grandpa Lin take it out and have a look."

　　 "We want to see and see."

　　 Zifeng said: "Grandpa Lin, netizens want to see and see, you are talking about antiques, they want to open their eyes."

　　 Lin Xiao got up; "Does this calligraphy and painting count?"

　　 "Do you always have calligraphy and painting?"

　　 Lin Xiao nodded: "I remember a young man named Tang gave me some paintings. I saw that his paintings were okay, so I just threw them in a corner and didn't know if they were still there."

　　 Huang Xiaochu coughed.

　　 The guy surnamed Tang.

　　 Zifeng asked quickly: "Grandpa Lin, if you think about it, what's your name?"

　　 Lin Xiao shook his head; "It's a long time ago. I forgot it. I'll go to my house and see if I can find it."

　　 Lin Xiao walked into the room.

　　 The barrage of the live broadcast, there are speculations.

　　 "A young man surnamed Tang? I don't know who it is?"

　　 "It is probably an unknown person. The old man thought that as long as it is old, it is an antique, but that depends on who painted it."

　　 "It may be an unknown painter."

　　 "The old man thinks it is okay. It should be a celebrity work. People like old man shouldn't collect bad paintings."

　　 "I really look forward to what the old man will show."

　　 Zifeng followed, and followed Grandpa Lin.

　　 Lin Xiao entered the room.

　　 Zifeng also followed up.

　　 Lin Xiao took out a box from under the bed, which was covered with dust.

　　 Lin Xiao blew gently.

　　 The dust dispersed.

　　 Zifeng has quick eyes and quick hands: "Grandpa Lin, I'll help you."

　　 said he was going to help carry the wooden box.

　　 just went up and carried the wooden box, only feeling extremely heavy.

　　 Lin Xiao: "No, let me do it, you can't lift your arms and legs."

　　 Lin Xiao went out with a wooden box in his hand.

　　 Huang Xiaochu hurriedly put the purple clay pot aside carefully, and cleared the stone table.

　　 Teacher He smiled and said, "Grandpa Lin, is this your baby?"

　　 "All treasures are useless things, they can't be eaten, and they can't be worn. If you like them, they will all be given to you, and they will take up space at home."

　　 Lin Xiao didn't care.

　　 Zifeng took out a cloth and gently wiped the wooden box.

After 　　 wiped, the wooden box gave out a faint golden thread.

　　 Seeing netizens stared at the wooden box, excited.

　　 "Fuck, this looks like a box made of golden nanmu."

　　 "There is a faint golden thread on it, it can't be wrong, it is indeed golden nanmu."

　　 "The old man is awesome. Anything that you take out is a priceless treasure. This golden nanmu gives people a feeling of vicissitudes, and it has a history of at least several hundred years."

　　 "This wooden box alone is worth a lot of money. The old man must be a big collector."

　　 "Look at the key. This is a key that was only available in the Ming Dynasty. It is genuine and can not be faked."

　　 moved with a sound.

　　 Lin Xiao opened the wooden box.

Inside 　　 is a neat row of calligraphy and painting.

　　 Lin Xiao casually put the wooden box on the stool.

boom···

　　 Netizens spit out wildly.

　　 Grandpa Lin, come on, it's an antique.

　　 That is a wooden box made of golden nanmu in the Ming Dynasty.

　　 Grandpa Lin doesn't take it seriously.

　　 Huang Xiaochu stared at these calligraphy and painting.

　　 Lin Xiao took out the picture scroll casually.

　　 Open it and take a look at a landscape painting.

　　 Lin Xiao said: "Who gave this to you, forget it."

　　 Huang Xiaochu said in surprise: "There are words on it."

　　 Teacher He looked shocked and saw the withdrawal and the seal.

　　 Tang Yin.

　　 This is Tang Bohu’s painting

　　 Nima, Tang Bohu.

　　 is not kidding!

　　 Lin Xiao suddenly realized: "I finally remembered that the little guy's surname was Tang. He invited me to dinner and gave me some paintings as a souvenir. He owes me tens of thousands of taels of silver!"

　　 "What do you say about using paintings to pay off debts."

　　 "This guy will fool me. This painting is worth a few dollars. It's not as good as my painting. Now I think I'm fooled."

　　 Lin Xiao was speechless for a while.

　　 He doesn't care about tens of thousands of taels of silver.

　　 It's just that the kid is not kind, and lied to him to say that this can be worth tens of thousands of taels.

　　 Peng Peng swallowed.

　　 "Grandpa Lin, if this painting is true, it is now a priceless treasure, let alone tens of thousands of taels, even hundreds of thousands of taels may not be bought."

　　 Zifeng said excitedly: "Grandpa Lin, you are the number one collector in the world."

　　 Lin Xiao looked at Zifeng with a smile.

　　 "If you like it, I will give it to you."

　　 Zifeng shook his head quickly: "No, no, this is too precious, I can't ask for it."

　　 "Anything I can't ask for is nothing but a piece of paper to me."

　　 Lin Xiao didn't care at all.

　　 The crazy barrage in the live broadcast made everyone dumbfounded.

　　 "Fuck, Tang Yin's words are still so perfect, this painting is at least hundreds of millions!"

　　 "Versailles, Zifeng, Grandpa Lin gave it to you, why don't you! If it were me, I would be grateful for a thousand beatings."

　　 "Grandpa Lin really is the master of the collectors world. Any painting is the best."

　　 "Zi Feng, hurry up and catch it. Grandpa Lin gave you this."

　　 "Grandpa Lin 666, there are so many paintings that can be exhibited, and each one is the best."

　　 Huang Xiaochu is envious.

　　 Such a precious painting, send it out directly.

　　 Lin Xiao glanced at the four of them: "Each of you picks one, it's a meeting gift for you."

　　 Huang Xiaochu was surprised: "Really?"

　　 "My God, this is too precious, I dare not ask for it."

　　 "I don't dare, this scroll is worth at least one hundred million."

　　 Huang Xiaochu, Teacher He, and Peng Peng all shook their heads and refused. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 Because this painting is too precious.

　　 They didn't dare to ask for it at all!

　　 Ma Weidu looked at the live broadcast room, instantly dumbfounded.

　　Ming Dynasty golden silk phoebe box.

　　 Tang Yin's picture scroll.

　　 These are all priceless treasures, too precious.

　　 Huang Xiaochu asked: "Grandpa Lin, I just heard your old man say that it was given to you by Tang Yin. Tang Yin was from the Ming Dynasty. Didn't your old man live more than 500 years old?"

　　 Teacher He's face was startled: "Grandpa Lin, could it be that he will live forever, he is more than 500 years old."

　　 Lin Xiao was taken aback, revealing his stuffing.

　　 "Have I said that Tang Yin gave it to me?"

　　 Huang Xiaochu said; "Yes, I just said clearly, Teacher He has heard it, Peng Peng has also heard it, and Zifeng has also heard it."

　　 "We all heard it."

　　 The four looked at Lin Xiao

　　 waiting for Lin Xiao to explain.

　　 You must know that Tang Yin has been more than 500 years ago.

　　 Doesn't it mean that a person has lived more than five hundred years old.

　　 Does the old man live forever?

　　 The live broadcast room burst instantly.

　　 "Grandpa Lin, he was obviously sloppy, and he clearly said that it was given by Tang Yin."

　　 "Haha, Grandpa Lin is too bad, I still don't admit what I just said."

　　 "You don't really believe that Grandpa Lin lived more than five hundred years old! Anyway, I don't believe it."

　　 "Could it be that Grandpa Lin is a fairy in the legend, immortal, my goodness! This is incredible."

　　 "Mom asked me why I knelt on the ground and watched the live broadcast. I saw the fairy."

　　 "Grandpa Lin must be a fairy, otherwise it is impossible to live five hundred years old."

　　 Countless melon-eating audiences waited for Grandpa Lin to explain.

　　 Huang Xiaochu and the four also looked at Lin Xiao.