True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Ying Zijin put the ancient coins in her pocket, and threw the stone bowl she bought into the trash can. She closed her coat and turned around.

The young man's expression changed suddenly: "What do you mean?!"

Throw it away when you buy it, and deliberately humiliate him in front of him?

Ying Zijin ignored it and went on.

The young man was suddenly annoyed and got up directly: "Are you a newcomer? Do you understand the rules, stop!"

He was just catching up when another voice sounded, slightly urgent.

"Miss, my master has come up with six million yuan to buy the two pieces of Qin Yinqin from you. I don't know if I can give up my love?"

The young man's body froze suddenly, he couldn't believe what he heard.

What? Six million to buy a coin he picked up?

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows slightly and turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.

coming.

It was an old man in a Tang suit, with silver hair and beard, but his steps were steady and powerful, and his arrogance was unabated.

The one who spoke earlier was a young man who was following the old man. He stepped forward in a negotiating tone: "If the price is not enough, you can add more."

In a word, it was a sensation.

"What kind of coin is that, six million isn't enough?"

"I seem to have heard it just now, what is Qin Yinzhi half two coins?"

"It's unlikely..."

"If it's really Qin Yinzhi and half two coins, it's really worth the price."

At an international auction a few years ago, it was also a piece of Qin silver and half two coins, which finally sold for a high price of 7.6 million.

"What is Qin Yinzhi's half two coins?" The young man was furious. "This is what I picked up by the river. Do you think Qin Yinzhi half two coins are Chinese cabbage?"

If it's really Qin Yinzhi's half two coins, wouldn't he be a joke?

The old man put his hands behind his back and said, "Mu Cheng."

Mu Cheng understood and took out a document, which was a certificate, clearly written in red on white paper—

National cultural relic appraisal appraiser.

eighth grade.

highest level.

"..."

This certificate blocked all the voices of doubt, like a loud slap, slammed into the face of the young stall owner.

Ying Zijin took a serious look at this certificate and thought about it, and sure enough, there are many new occupations in the 21st century.

She nodded: "No need, the price is just right."

"Okay, thank you Miss for cutting your love." Mu Cheng nodded and took out a black card, "This is 6 million, international use."

In the upper right corner of this black card, there is a golden iris flower.

Ying Zijin's eyes paused, and the tips of his eyes lifted slightly.

Well, well, the bank where she used to keep the gold didn't fail.

"No, I won't sell it!" How could the young man hold back when he saw the black card, he rushed forward, and was about to grab the ancient coins in the girl's hand, and he acted fiercely, "Bring it!"

This is what he picked up, and the money should be his.

The girl showed no expression, she just raised her right leg.

Very casual action, revealing a bit of indifference.

But with such a kick, the young man was directly kicked out a few meters away.

"boom."

Everyone around was dumbfounded: "..."

Ying Zijin then handed over the ancient coins and took the black card: "Thank you."

Mu Cheng was stunned, dreaming: "...No thanks."

Not to mention Mu Cheng, even the old man in Tang suit was a little surprised, and his eyes were a little more probing.

What surprised others even more was that the management staff who basically did not show up came and spoke with a sullen face.

"The underground market also has the rules of the underground market. What is sold, do you want to take it back? After receiving this person's permit, you will not be able to enter the underground market in the future."

After he finished speaking, he turned around again and bowed to the girl: "Sorry, I surprised you."

Ying Zijin put the black card in his pocket: "It's okay."

Six million is enough for a while.

The manager was relieved. He turned around and instructed the security guard to take the young stall owner out.

Not far away, the bartender who had a panoramic view of this scene was silent for a while, and said sincerely, "This kid you know seems to be a bit fierce."

Such a weak girl could actually kick out such a big man.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes curved, "Mingming is well-behaved and cute."

Bartender: "..."

This filter is a bit too heavy.

But he was still puzzled: "Why don't you go by yourself? Is it not good for a hero to save the beauty?"

Do you have to go overboard and let the management come?

Fu Yun's eyelashes moved, and he chuckled, "I can't go."

The bartender was taken aback: "Why?"

"Well—" Fu Yun pondered for a while and smiled, "I have to take care of the children's emotions. After all, we only said goodnight to each other two hours ago."

Isn't it embarrassing to meet at the underground market again?

Although he had already guessed that after hearing what Nie Chao said, she would come to the underground market, but he waited for it.

"..." The bartender was even more speechless, "I see that after you come back, time will be spent on pleasing women."

Even this little mood has to be taken care of, I really can't be more careful.

He also wondered what the Lord was doing to make him look like a playboy.

"What are you talking about again?" Fu Yun lowered his head deeply, "I can use it?"

The bartender looked at the man's face that turned all beings upside down: "..."

**

On the other side, in an alley.

"Master, if only we had come earlier." Mu Cheng said, "6 million wasted in vain."

Although six million is nothing to them, it is always possible to save.

"No waste." The old man waved his hand with a smile on his face, "At least let me meet such an interesting little girl."

Mu Cheng quickly understood: "Are you referring to her kick just now?"

"That's right," the old man said lightly, "and this ancient coin, she didn't take a chance on it."

Mu Cheng hesitated: "Impossible..."

He knew that Mu Heqing had no other hobbies after retiring, except to collect antiques and donate them to the National Museum.

Mu Heqing didn't say much, and coughed a few times: "Let's go."

Mu Cheng followed, and when he was about to ask again, he saw the old man covering his heart, his body suddenly convulsed, and he fell down.

Mu Cheng was taken aback and hurried forward: "Master!"

Too bad, no one thought that Mu Heqing would fall ill at this time, and they didn't even bring a doctor.

Mu Heqing's body has always been tough, but before he retreated, he was shot at a position deviating from his heart. Although he woke up, the root of the disease fell, and he would fall ill from time to time.

But I just had an operation a while ago, so it shouldn't be so soon.

What can we do now?

Miss Meng is far away in the imperial capital, so it's too late.

Mu Cheng was so anxious that his face was sweating. He trembled to get the medicine, but he couldn't feed it.

Just when he panicked, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Don't hold your back, it will make it harder for him to breathe, and let him lie down."

Mu Cheng raised his head in surprise.

The girl was standing just outside the alley, her legs were long and straight.

After taking a few steps closer, she crouched down, put her hand on Mu Heqing's pulse, and moved her eyebrows.

Mu Cheng finally came to his senses. Seeing the girl's actions, he was shocked and angry. He slammed her hand and scolded her sharply, "Don't move!"

What is Mu Heqing's identity?

When something goes wrong, no one can be held responsible.

But his hand couldn't reach it at all, and slapped it directly on the ground.

Mu Cheng took a deep breath and became even more angry: "What on earth are you trying to do?"

Ying Zijin was still testing his pulse: "Save the life."

Mu Cheng seemed to have heard something funny: "You are just a little girl."

In addition to a few people in the ancient medical field, who would dare to say that they could save Mu Heqing?

Fu Yunshen: My children are well-behaved and cute.

Ying Zijin: ? you lost your mind

The Emperor Ying is the Buddhist system in the Taoist system, and he can do it without saying a word. 2333