Chapter 495: Rely on the old and sell the old (9 out of 20,000 words in a row, for collection!)

Zhao Weijun has the desire to kill people, but at this time, this kind of thing is definitely not possible, not to mention that Feng Yuan and several people are playing live broadcast, and he must maintain his handsome appearance. This is really dumb eating Huanglian. There is no way to tell.
"Fans who are watching the live broadcast, let me take you to see what the so-called Yuan Qinghua is all about, and at the same time explain how to identify Yuan Qinghua."
Feng Yuan said as he walked up to Liao Ming, reaching out his hand to grab the flat bottle.
"What are you doing?!"
"When is it your turn to see?!"
"Do you understand the rules?!"
Liao Ming's eyes widened, and he unceremoniously patted Feng Yuan's hand.
Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing at all. He couldn't speak for several seconds, and his face changed drastically when he reacted.
"What do you want to do?"
"Why don't you show it to me?"
Feng Yuan called out loudly.
"Why should I show it to you?"
"This bottle is in my hand now, you want to see it, wait until I finish reading it, can it be yours?"
"Screaming, no education at all!"
Liao Ming has a relatively straight-forward temper. He has seen people like Feng Yuan displeased for a long time. There was no chance before, but now he is thinking about stealing things from his own hands.
"you!"
"you!"
Feng Yuan's face was green and white, "you" for a long time, and he couldn't say the whole thing. After he became an internet celebrity in live broadcast for the past two years, no one has ever treated himself like this. How could he accept it at this time.
Originally, Hu Yang and Xu Chunxue wanted to go and look at the bottle. Seeing this situation, wherever they dared to find it uncomfortable, they all stood there. Although the live broadcast cell phone was still on, they did not speak.
Liao Ming didn't love Feng Yuan at all, and looked at the flat bottle over and over for a while.
"Song Yun, what you said is really right. These things are Yuan Qinghua!"
"I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it!"
"It's incredible to have such a good thing!"
Liao Ming sighed as he talked, never dreaming that he would see a blue and white blue flower on such an occasion. The preservation is perfect, it is really rare.
"20000000!"
"This bottle is absolutely worth 20 million!"
Liao Ming nodded lightly. The flat bottle in his hand was definitely a relatively large-sized bottle in Yuan Qinghua, and Song Yun had no problem with this valuation.
"Teacher Song, is this flat bottle really worth so much money?"
Han Jun stood beside him. He hadn't spoken for a long time. Things happened too fast. There were a lot of people who came, especially Feng Yuan. After running over, he, the treasure master, didn't even have any flower arrangements. There was room for this, when I heard Liao Ming say such a sentence, I couldn't help but speak first.
"no problem!"
"There is absolutely no problem, it can definitely sell for 20 million!"
Liao Ming nodded heavily, there is no doubt about it.
"Hahaha!"
"it is ridiculous!"
"Hahaha!"
"It's so ridiculous!"
"Young man, don't be so naive, you can believe what others say!"
"I have just said that there is absolutely no Yuan Qinghua in the market, especially Yuan Qinghua with such a strong temperament, it is impossible for it to exist, you think too much!"
"Could it be that you think you really have such a formidable luck, and you spend a few hundred dollars on a street stall to buy something that is a real Yuan Qinghua?!"
"Young man, antique collectors are not what you think they are. They are leaking everywhere. You can pick them up by bending over. Don't be silly and naive!"
Feng Yuan pointed at Han Jun and laughed, with a look of disdain.
Han Jun's lips moved a bit, and he didn't know what to say. After the initial excitement passed, he felt that Feng Yuan was right. He just spent a few hundred yuan to buy a bottle, how could it be worth 2,000? Wan's yuan blue and white, unless it is a dream, it is impossible to appear.
"Song Yun!"
"You really are the mouse on Collection Street!"
"Speaking is not responsible at all?!"
"You must know that medicines in this world can be eaten indiscriminately, and you must not talk indiscriminately, especially in the circle of our antique collection. You are not sure about it. You must not talk indiscriminately. You must know every word you say. It may cause customers to make wrong judgments!"
"Is it possible that you feel that you are not the one who paid for antiques, so you can just talk about it?"
"The young people these days are really troublesome, they don't even have a sense of responsibility!"
"I advise you, whether you behave or do things, you must be serious and responsible. People are doing things and the sky is watching. Be careful that there are gods in your head!"
When Feng Yuan saw Han Jun being so speechless by himself, he was triumphant and turned around to face Song Yun with another mess.
Song Yun was too lazy to answer the conversation, this is a dog who is not a human at all, and arguing with a dog is really a loss.
Song Yun looked at Zhao Weijun who was standing aside.
Zhao Weijun really wants to die now. The person who said such nonsense was actually invited by himself. He gritted his teeth, his face was tight, and the anger in his heart was like an explosion. After the atomic bomb, I vowed that these people would never be able to roll around in the antique collection circle again, no matter what the price was, they had to do this.
"Hahaha!"
"did you see that?!"
"I have nothing to say?!"
"I exposed your conspiracy, right?"
"You are just fooling around!"
"Do you think that no matter how much money you say, it has nothing to do with you, whether it is true or not, and it has nothing to do with you. All you want is to create a gimmick to fool these shallow lovers. It’s not about taking a photo and posting it to a circle of friends, proudly proclaiming how powerful one's eyesight is!"
Feng Yuan was even more proud of seeing Song Yun like this.
"Didn't it mean that this is Yuan Qinghua?"
"Since this thing is so good, why don't you buy it?"
"If you buy it, I believe it is true. Go to school and bark to show you!"
Feng Yuan glanced at his live broadcast room. Whether it was the number of people or the gifts they gave, they all went up like a rocket. Knowing that what he said just now had an effect, his heart was very hot, and he was about to add more.
Xu Chunxue and Hu Yang stood aside envious and jealous, regretting why they weren't brave just now, they had to slap Song Yun in the face severely, so that they could show their greatness, just wait for those talents to feel good.
"Feng Yuan's live broadcast room found that the number of people has exceeded 1 million!"
Xu Chunxue glanced at Feng Yuan's live broadcast room with her mobile phone, regretting and jealous even more.
"No way?"
"Recommended on the homepage?"
The eyes of Populus euphratica had to stand out, and I never thought that Feng Yuan's live broadcast would have such a fever. Such a wave would definitely increase a lot of fans.