Chapter 92: How much is it worth

Lan Xiao scratched the back of his head, and asked faintly, "So, is this thing real?"
【……】system.
"How much is it worth?" Lan Xiao asked excitedly, licking her dry lips.
The system really wanted to answer this idiot question.
[Minimum one million...]
Lan Xiao's eyes glowed brightly, and she looked at the copper furnace in her hand in disbelief.
One million... minimum one million, that is to say, it is more than that? Could it be higher?
On Wen Muchu's side, that yellow hair was still arrogantly saying rascal things.
"Hurry up and give me one hundred thousand yuan, otherwise, I will put you mother and son in jail. I hold the most grudges, you offended me, hum, don't think about having a good life in the future."
Mother Wen was so angry that her face was pale, while Wen Cheng was so frightened that she bit her lips and cried.
Wen Muchu clenched his fists, pursed his thin lips, stepped forward, and wanted to punch the yellow hair again.
Huang Mao shook his body with fright, and pointed to Wen Muchu: "I tell you not to hit me again, otherwise I must make you regret...Hurry up and get me 100,000 yuan."
Upon seeing this, Lan Xiao hurried forward with the copper stove, pursing his lips and looking at the yellow hair with a smile.
"Brother, I heard you just said that this copper stove is a fake. Do you have any evidence that it is fake?"
Huang Mao glanced at Lan Xiao, a dark light flashed across his eyes, then he sneered: "Heh... evidence? Just such a broken thing, what kind of evidence is needed? I did the appraisal at Zhao's Antique Shop, An antique shop of this size would never lie to me, right? They all said it was fake, why don't you believe it? You asked me for evidence? It's a joke..."
Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes, smiled gently, and looked at Huang Mao's suggestion.
"If this is the case, let's solve the problem in the same way, otherwise, the two sides will remain deadlocked, which is not a solution."
Huang Huangmao glanced at Wen Muchu timidly, and said with a trembling voice: "Don't just ask me, you have to ask him, what if he doesn't want to beat me to death?"
So Lan Xiao looked at Wen Muchu, she bit her lip, and said softly.
"Senior Wen, would you believe me?"
Wen Muchu glanced at Basket Xiao with gloomy eyes, Wen Orange pulled Wen Muchu's sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, who is this little beauty?"
Wen Muchu did not answer Wen Cheng, but looked at Wen's mother and said: "Mom, she is my classmate."
Mother Wen looked at Lan Xiao and nodded politely.
Lan Xiao swallowed a little nervously, behaved, she and Wen Muchu hadn't shaken their words yet, and she didn't expect to see their parents so soon.
It wasn't anything just now, but the formal introduction made her very nervous.
She was slightly restrained, twitching the corners of her lips, and greeted Mother Wen.
"Hello Aunt..."
"The little girl looks pretty. From your point of view, how should we solve this?" Mother Wen asked nervously.
Lan Xiao glanced at Wen Mu Chu secretly, and when he saw that he nodded to her if there was something like nothing, Lan Xiao suddenly felt a sense.
So, she looked at Mother Wen again and said.
"Auntie, since this elder brother said that this copper stove is a fake, let's give him the thousand yuan first. How about we buy this thing first?"
Mother Wen's face was a bit ugly, and she quickly defended: "This is not a fake, it is really not, why none of you believe it."