The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 19: God Eye Dragon Nine
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"Two hundred thousand, ha ha ha..."
Zhuo Fan touched his chin, shook his head and chuckled twice, and reached out to pick up the picture: "Since Miss Long is so insincere, then let's give up this business."
Leaning back, Solanum hugged the scroll tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Zhuo Fan would take it back.
"Mr. Zhuo, it's only a first-level formation map. Two hundred thousand is a lot. Moreover, you are still hand-painted, not a jade slip. It is quite fair for me to give out two hundred thousand."
"Hehehe...Miss Long, even if I study a little, you can't lie to me like this. Give me that picture quickly." Zhuo Fan reached out, but was not in a hurry to get it back. Staring closely into her eyes.
Grasping the painting tightly in his hand, the nightshade gritted his teeth and roared: "This time I will lose 300,000 yuan."
"Miss Long, you still have no sincerity." Zhuo Fan shook his head disappointedly, leaned forward, and began to reach for the picture scroll.
The Solanum has been huddling backwards, trying to avoid Zhuo Fan's clutches.
The picture drawn on this scroll is indeed a first-level formation map, and it is not the first time that Solanum has seen a first-level formation map. According to her estimate, two hundred and fifty thousand are just right. The price of 200,000 yuan was also because Zhuo Fan was an expert in this way, and she knew that she could not be deceived.
But there are many formations on the formation map that she has never seen before. Among the formation map reserves of the Qianlong Pavilion Empire's first appraising family, there are formations that she has never seen before, which makes her feel extremely fresh.
So she wants to own this formation map anyway, even if she loses money.
However, Zhuo Fan seemed to have gotten her right, and he didn't let up. So, she had to look at Luo Yunshang, the notorious Miss Luo Family: "Miss Luo, this picture is at most 300,000. And in the entire Tianyu Empire, only our Qianlong Pavilion has the ability to accept this picture. Nowhere else can sell at this price."
"Uh..." Luo Yunshang hesitated and looked at Zhuo Fan.
Seeing this scene, Dragon Kwai knew there was a door, and hurriedly continued to bewitched: "Miss Luo, you do such a big business with our Qianlong Pavilion, and you will naturally become our VIP. The door of Qianlong Pavilion will always be open for you in the future. ."
VIP?
Luo Yunchang was taken aback for a moment, and muttered: "Doesn't this have a backing?"
So I was overjoyed and immediately looked at Zhuo Fan and said: "Zhuo Fan, or..."
"Shut up!" Zhuo Fan yelled and gave her a fierce look.
This stupid woman was fooled by a few words. How could Qianlong Pavilion stand out for some **** VIPs? If you want them to become your own umbrella, you must tie the interests of both parties tightly together.
"Miss Long, I am the housekeeper of the Luo family. I take charge of all the affairs of the Luo family. Please return this painting to me." Zhuo Fan took a deep breath, condensed his smile, and looked coldly. To Solanum.
Longkui couldn't help but froze, looked at Zhuo Fan, and then at Luo Yunshang, completely dumbfounded.
Although the housekeeper is indeed taking care of the family affairs, when will the power of the housekeeper be large enough to take over the master, can it still be called the housekeeper?
Looking at this situation, the master of the Luo family really can't be the master of this housekeeper.
With a sigh, the Dragon Kwai touched the scroll with great reluctance, and then returned it back: "It's a pity, Mr. Zhuo Fan. Your request is too high, we can't meet it. However, I use Qianlong. Ge’s reputation assures you that this first-level formation is really worth only 300,000 at most."
Taking the picture back in his hand, Zhuo Fan looked at the Solanum, and bowed slightly, which made Solanum a bit surprised.
However, before she could ask any questions, Zhuo Fan had already spoken: "Sorry, I always thought that the lady was going to ruin us on purpose. So you really don't understand. I wonder if there are other appraisers here? "
"Wh...what, I don't understand?"
The Solanum can't help but froze for a moment, flushing on his face, and a faint anger in his heart.
From small to large, as long as she has seen something, she can clearly remember all its characteristics and understand its value. That's why she was able to tell the true and false of the Moyu at a glance when she didn't know where the Moyu was in Fangshi. This is her talent and the advantage of her quickly becoming a top appraiser in Qianlong Pavilion.
Generally speaking, it is talented!
But what Zhuo Fan said just now was a blow to her talent and a denial of her skill in appraising treasures. This makes her feel dignified and humiliated more than any personal attack.
"Mr. Zhuo Fan, although you have a good vision, don't be too arrogant." Solanum gave a smile that was more angry than anger, and said lightly, people could even hear her teeth biting. the sound of.
But Zhuo Fan still nodded and smiled: "Excuse me, are there any other appraisers."
Since a while, Solanum nodded fiercely and said: "Okay, you wait."
As soon as the voice fell, Solanum turned and left. Seeing her disappearing back, Luo Yunchang looked at Zhuo Fan with a worried expression: "Did we offend Qianlong Pavilion?"
Zuo Fan shook his head slightly, revealing a weird smile.
After a while, with the sound of steady footsteps, the nightshade appeared in front of everyone again. Only then, there was another person beside her, a one-eyed old man.
"God Eye Dragon Nine?"
Luo Yunchang was taken aback, screamed, and then whispered to Zhuo Fan: "He is the chief appraiser of Qianlong Pavilion in Fenglin City, the chief appraiser, God Eye Long Jiu."
"It's Miss Luo Family."
A hundred steps away, Long Jiu’s voice clearly reached everyone’s ears: “When I met your father twenty years ago, he was still very high-spirited, but he did not expect that the future generations have become a seller. To the point."
Zhuo Fan's heart shuddered, his brows frowned slightly.
Compared with Cai Rong, this person's strength is actually a lot higher, so that Zhuo Fan can't see his cultivation level at all now. It wasn't that Zhuo Fan had bad eyesight, or the old man deliberately concealed it, but the difference between the two of them was too great.
"As expected of Qianlong Pavilion, there is such a master." Zhuo Fan said inwardly.
Soon, Long Jiu was helped by Dragon Kwai to reach the crowd, Luo Yunchang hurriedly bowed down, "Jiu Ye." Others also hurriedly saluted, only Zhuo Fan still stood upright.
Long Jiu's muddy old eyes looked at Zhuo Fan a few times, and said lightly: "Are you the new housekeeper of the Luo family?"
"Yes!" Zhuo Fan nodded.
"Well, as long as it's not the old grandson, whoever is the housekeeper of the Luo family is fine." Long Jiu seemed to glance at the people with a deep intention, then sat down slowly, and looked at Zhuo Fan: "I heard you are right Is there any doubt about Xiaokui’s identification?"
"Yes." Zhuo Fan continued, and Solanum snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Ha ha ha... Although Xiao Kui has just made her debut, she has a unique vision. She must be inseparable. But since you have doubts, let me, a blind old man, take a look."
"Please have a look."
Zuo Fan presented the picture scroll, Long Jiu smiled and took it, but when he unfolded the picture scroll, his face became stiff and his eyes stared straight up.
"Uncle Jiu, do the same as I said." Solanum chinocked his chin and said loudly: "The first-level formation is worth 300,000 yuan."
Long Jiu didn't speak, but kept staring at the picture. After a while, he looked at Zhuo Fan again, with a serious expression: "I didn't expect the Luo family to hide something like this, boy, one hundred and eighty. How about Wan?"
What?
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned, especially the nightshade. She never thought that Long Jiu, the chief appraiser of Qianlong Pavilion, would have drawn such astronomical figures for this picture...