"Elder Zhu, even if you want to see it, you have to let me clean it first, right?"
Song Yun shook his head. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are both virtues. They can't walk when they encounter antiques, and they do all weird things.
"You wipe it clean?"
"Are you going to take a towel, wash it, wring it out, and wipe it?"
Zhu Deyuan looked uneasy.
"Is there any problem with this?"
Song Yun scratched his own hair. He planned to do it just like that.
"I knew it must be like this, this kid is just a fool who doesn't understand anything!" Zhu De was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"Humph!"
"The level of picking up leaks is pretty good, why don't you see any improvement in these skills!?"
"Roll as far as you can, don't get in the way here!"
Xu Desheng was even more direct and waved Song Yun away.
Song Yun was quite helpless, but there was nothing to do. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were making the bow hard by the overlord, and they didn't want to think about whose antique the antique was.
Tang Miaomiao couldn't stop laughing when he saw this.
"Song Yun, look a little bit more, look at it from another angle, this is a very good thing. There are two real experts to help you clean up the antiques, and you don’t even charge money. You can look for this kind of thing with a lantern. No, what can you complain about?"
Tang Miaomiao comforted Song Yun while boiling water for tea.
Song Yun thought for a while, and found that it was really this building.
"Sister Tang, listening to you say this, my heart immediately brightened!"
Song Yun was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, two old men, were walking around Sanyangzun not far away, cleaning up meticulously. It seemed that they didn't even care about serving his wife.
Song Yun was drinking tea leisurely. He didn't want to do anything for the rest of the day. After picking up an antique, he could relax and relax.
Tang Miaomiao didn't have such a good mood. He didn't sit down for a few minutes. The phone kept ringing before he even finished drinking a cup of tea. After receiving one after another, he stopped slowly after more than an hour.
"Song Yun, I want to ask you something, what do you plan to do with this Sanyang Venerable?"
"Do you want to keep it for yourself or sell it?"
Tang Miaomiao just answered a lot of phone calls, all of them were asking about Sanyang Zun. The news spread too quickly, and within ten minutes of returning to the treasure pavilion, the deadly serial calls came, one by one, look like this Song Yun's collection of leaks spread throughout the antique collection community in Ninghua City.
"Sell it!"
"I definitely don't know how to collect it by myself. Without this hobby, I just want to make money."
Song Yun didn't even think about it, so he answered immediately.
Tang Miaomiao nodded, knowing that Song Yun really had no plans to collect this aspect.
"If you don't plan to collect it yourself, but sell it, I have several people here who want to buy it. There is no problem with the price. It will definitely satisfy you."
"If you don't think there is any problem, find some time, I will ask those people to come over, let them see things first."
Tang Miaomiao wondered a bit, because there were several people who wanted to buy, and they couldn't offend any of them, so they just let them all come and see, the question of whom to sell to is easy to solve, and the one with the higher price will be done.
"I have no problem with this matter, but I think it's best to slow down."
Song Yun glanced at Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. The two old men didn't care about their conversation with Tang Miaomiao, and carefully cleaned up the Sanyang Zun.
"why?"
Tang Miaomiao didn't understand why Zheng Yuan said that. Since he wanted to sell Sanyang Zun, he had no choice but to hesitate.
Song Yun didn't speak at this moment, but pointed to Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.
Tang Miaomiao turned his head to look, and immediately understood, and nodded. Song Yun said nothing wrong with this matter. It should be delayed. First ask Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. If they two really want someone, come first. Take it first, and if they don’t want it, sell it to others.
Song Yun sat in the Zhenbao Pavilion for a while and then left. When he left, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were still carefully cleaning up the Sanyang Zun.
