Beauty's Supreme Expert

The peasant youth looked left and right before carefully spreading out the handkerchief in his hand. "This is a treasure that was passed down from my ancestors. I don't know if it's true or not, so I want to ask for your help."    

He glanced at the young farmer's clothes, "I'm not an expert so I won't be looking. Go find someone else."    

Jade was divided into real and fake, but the real fake had to be jade. The treasure in the hands of the peasant youth looked like jade, but it was actually crafts.    

It was obvious that he was lying to ask if it was true or false when he held a handicraft in front of him.    

Especially after seeing the new patches on his clothes, Lin Fann was even more sure that he was a liar.    

Ye Zichen was wearing clothes that looked like they were in tatters, but the patches on the clothes were purposely made on purpose. He looked like a farmer, but in reality, he gave off a feeling as if he was living a life of debauchery.    

How could such a fellow be a farmer?    

"Oh, what should I do?"    

The farmer sighed sadly. He was reluctant to part with his ancestral treasure. "My deceased grandfather told me that it was a treasure, is it fake?"    

"Brother, what happened?"    

Just then, a man wearing a white shirt and pants walked over. "See if I can help you …" "Eh, can I see it?"    

"What is it? Will you read it? "    

He looked warily at the man, and the peasant youth clenched his fists tightly, "This is my family's ancestral treasure, my grandfather said it was priceless."    

"Let me take a look and I'll know if it's real or fake. I'm an expert at appraising this area."    

The man took out a small red book from his pocket and pointed at the four words' appraisal expert 'on it. "Do you see it clearly? This is my certificate."    

"So you're an expert. Sure, help me take a look."    

After clearly seeing the small red book, the peasant youth happily spread out his handkerchief. "Be careful, don't break it."    

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."    

Taking the treasure from the young farmer, the man looked at it and exclaimed, "Oh my god, this..." This really is a treasure, my God. "    

Shocked, he covered his mouth, and immediately looked around carefully. After no one noticed, he continued, "Big brother, your treasure is the real one. It should be worth at least a hundred thousand."    

"Haha, didn't I say it before? Grandfather told me that this is a treasure."    

Holding his fist in excitement, the young farmer exclaimed, "Great! We finally have the money to get married!"    

Lin Fann held his chin, and saw this from the beginning to the end. At this moment, he was completely convinced.    

It had to be said that if not for his IQ being online, he might have believed the duo's performance.    

"Big brother, it's fate that we meet today."    

He patted the farmer's shoulder and said, "I only brought forty thousand yuan with me. It's not enough to buy your treasure."    

"That won't do. We said a hundred thousand is one hundred thousand."    

Clutching the jade artifacts tightly, the peasant youth coldly snorted and said, "Not a single cent less. I was hoping for this little bit of money to get married."    

"Oh, what should I do?"    

He was as anxious as an ant in Hot Pot Mountain. The man sighed, "I can only find someone to borrow money now. Otherwise, it would be a great loss to miss out on such a great treasure."