Supreme Daddy

If not possible, how to explain these coincidences?

Boss Wang swallowed his saliva and looked pale. He knew it was not a coincidence. This painting was too weird. It was painted in a modern setting despite its age.

Song Yili blinked her beautiful eyes. She couldn't understand what it meant to draw her daughter.

"Aha, is it me? Bad daddy, he must have drawn it secretly."

"that is true!"

Beibei knew it immediately with a glance of his consciousness, and his eyes were blinded unconsciously.

Ling Yun turned around and took the painting from Song Yili's hand, preparing to unveil the scroll and show it to everyone! !

An old voice came, and an old man who looked like sixty, seventy, or eight years old walked into the shop and walked directly towards Ling Yun: "Young man, can you show me the scroll in your hand?"

"Ah, it's Master Zhou, one of our three great antique treasure appraisers in Jiangbei. He's actually here."

Many people recognized the old man and exclaimed, Master Zhou? Treasure appraiser? It seems that this old man is somewhat famous.

Ling Yun nodded, hoping that someone would share his achievements, so he sent the scroll over and said, "Did you see the clues, sir?"

"Well, judging from the surface, this scroll is certainly not a famous painting, but if I'm not mistaken, its age can be traced back to three thousand years ago, maybe even longer!"

Master Zhou held up his non-existent beard on his chin and looked at the scroll in his hand, praising him non-stop.

Then I opened it and saw that it was remarkable that such a painter could exist in such an ancient era. More importantly, the traces on this painting can be traced back to history.

oh…

When he saw it was a modern building, he was confused! !

This guy just asked for 200 million, which was too much! Master Zhou is so angry at his age.

The painting was top-notch, the paper quality was top-notch, but it had a modern background. He couldn't figure it out!

The little guy laughed loudly: "It's me, it's me..."

She remembered that the background of the painting was the rental house that they had not moved to!

"As expected, my sister is so cute."

The little guy in the painting was so cute. Song Yili looked shocked. Thinking back to the conversation between Ling Yun and them just now, she was confused.

When Boss Wang heard that this painting had a history of more than three thousand years, his face turned pale and his intestines turned green with regret. He was paralyzed... He was wrong and he lost a lot! He lost a lot!

Song Yili pointed at the painting and hesitated: "This...this..."

She really couldn't believe that the child in the painting was the little guy in front of her.

When Master Zhou heard what the little guy said, he lowered his head and opened his mouth wide: "Why is it her?"

The shock in his tone was no less than that of the others.

The little guy said in a sweet voice, "That's me!"

This child is afraid that others will not know.

Ling Yun shook his head and put the painting away. Master Zhou was shocked. The calligraphy of the painting was very good and he hadn't had time to appreciate it yet.

And the one who was slapped by Ling Yun... raised his head after making a phone call, his face was full of gloom, and he said in a cold voice: "You poor guy, just wait, I have to fix you today."

Master Zhou said anxiously: "Young man, let me take a look."

"It's not worth anything." Ling Yun smiled slightly, with a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and casually gave the painting to the excited little guy, who found it as if he had found a treasure.

"I'll give you one million and sell this painting to me immediately."

Ling Yun felt Deng Dapeng's fierce gaze, but he didn't care. He sneered: "One million? You can keep it for yourself to buy a coffin."

These words can basically sentence Deng Dapeng to death.

"Okay! Okay! Very good! If you don't sell it for one million, I won't be able to buy back your hands and feet for even one million." The red-haired young man smiled instead of angry, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Handsome Shu, he is so fierce." Beibei curled his lips and said.

"Not afraid."

Ling Yun didn't say anything, but Song Yili comforted Beibei.

Deng Dapeng looked slightly ferocious, nodded along with the red-haired young man, stepped aside and stood with a sneer on his face.

It’s fun!

Ling Yun took a deep look at Deng Dapeng, and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth. Although he had obtained the alchemy furnace, he was not in a hurry to leave.

"Young man, let's do this. I'll pay you 10 million for your painting, which is considered the highest price."

At this moment, Master Zhou spoke again. It was obvious that he was also very tempted by the scroll and wanted to buy it for study. He said, "Ten million, how about I owe you a favor?

No longer paying attention to Deng Dapeng, Ling Yun turned around and said to Master Zhou: "Sorry, old gentleman, this painting will not be sold unless it has 200 million."

Song Yili's mouth twitched, is this painting really worth that much? She doesn't believe it!

The girl in the peaked cap is speechless!

The little one's eyes were gloomy, and she didn't expect that painting herself would be so valuable.

"This idiot is obviously going to go against Master Zhou!"

"Huh, if you offend Master Zhou, just wait for those rich and powerful people who want to ask for help from Master Zhou to trouble him. If you don't get the money by then, maybe you won't be able to save the painting!"

More and more customers gathered in the store, most of them watching the excitement. At this time, many people shook their heads and cast mocking or sympathetic glances at Ling Yun.

"Dapeng, who would come to Antique Street to cause trouble? How dare you argue with Master Gu?"

A word full of anger rang out, followed by a burst of noisy footsteps. A group of young people entered the store. The young man leading them was tall and fair. It was obvious that what he just said was what he said.

"Master Zhong, you're here. This poor guy has lost his shit...his luck has found an ancient scroll, and he wants to blackmail us for 200 million."

"How can I swallow this numb breath!"

When Deng Dapeng saw the tall young man arriving, his face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly went up to greet him, saying with slight respect.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, and Beibei shivered violently. It was the smile of death...

"'Master Zhong, it's true!"

The shawl-haired girl also nodded, stepped forward and said, "Master Zhou has already appraised it. It is worth three to five million at most. I gave him 10 million, but he still wants 200 million."

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhong!"

Master Zhou also raised his head at this time, looked at the tall young man, and said: "Your father invited me to appraise treasures last time. His collection is really good. What happened today should be done in a friendly manner. Don't go too far or hurt me." So peaceful."

Obviously Master Zhou is a good old man, and his words meant that Deng Dapeng and others should stop.

Ling Yun heard this, and had a good impression of the old man, and said: "Old sir, this painting is indeed worth 200 million, because it painted my daughter, it is worth it."

There is really nothing wrong with Ling Yun's words. The picture quality is ancient, and these few are ignorant. Besides, if his paintings appear in the Twelve Domains, tens of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones will be indispensable.

The little guy pointed at herself and said in a sweet voice, "Ah ha, I'm worth a lot of money."

Song Yili smiled and touched the little guy's head. She found that the child was really cute. No wonder so many young mothers like her and Beibei.