The strongest skill system

"Look, if there is anything that catches your eye, just open your mouth, and I will explain it to you in a small way."

Ye Mo narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "So amazing?"

"Hey, I'm just doing this business. If I don't have some ink, would I dare to chat with you here?"

The skinny man raised his brows, his small eyes shone with confidence.

"Success! This is what you said!"

"Please."

With a smirk, Ye Mo picked up a very old coin with pictures of laboring figures painted on it, and asked, "What is the origin of this banknote?"

"Hey, it's really you!" The skinny man immediately raised his thumb, eyes full of admiration, looked at Ye Mo and praised, "The moment you make a move, you make an extraordinary sound. You must be a master in the entertainment world, right?"

"Come on, stop flattering! Tell me about it!" Ye Mo said with his mouth curled up and his hand waved.

"No problem!" The skinny man narrowed his small eyes, exhaled softly, and said slowly, "This banknote has a history. It was when I went to an ancient town in country C three years ago. I found it somewhere in an old man's house, but it was all buried underground!"

"Oh?" Ye Mo put on a look of interest and asked, "Go on."

"It's like this. I was originally staying at a private house. I didn't expect everyone to get excited that day, and then they tried to compare their strength and speed with chopping firewood. I fell behind, and I was in a hurry! Guess what?"

"I guess I can't guess." Ye Mo laughed.

The skinny man suddenly widened his small eyes, waving his hands happily and imitating a voice with his mouth: "Cross rub! When I go down with such an ax, the dry soil instantly cracks! Don't look at my small eyes, I am born with sharp eyes. All of a sudden, I just saw the weirdness under the soil, it is this banknote!"

"And then?" Ye Mo squatted down, leaned on his knees and smiled.

"You sit down first!" The skinny man took out a small wooden chair and put it behind Ye Mo's buttocks, and then said with a smile, "I pretended to fall, and I pushed my hands into the soil like this, I just took out the paper money and put it in my pocket, the money is not in vain, don’t you think so?”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with me here! Tell me!" Ye Mo said impatiently, waving his hands.

"Okay, okay." The skinny man rubbed his mouth and said happily, "I inquired with the local elderly people later on, and only then did I know that there was one person living in this B&B five or sixty years ago! Who do you think it is?"

"Who?" Ye Mo frowned and asked.

"It's exactly one of our literary and entertainment circles, a hidden and invisible literary and entertainment master, Sun Dongming!"

The skinny man said, showing a worshipful and mysterious expression, his face was full of awe, and he slightly raised his head to look at the sky.

"do not know."

"You don't know Sun Dongming? That's a little bit behind. In recent years, his reputation in the literary and entertainment circles has been very high!" Mr. Dongming was going abroad for inspection and accidentally contracted a disease, so he died in a foreign country and left his Wenwan in a foreign land!"

"Oh? According to you, this thing is quite powerful?" Ye Mo narrowed his eyes and joked, "Then why don't you use it for appraisal and auction, and set up a small stall here."

"You're offended by what you're saying! What's this called? In the literary and entertainment world, what we pay attention to is fate, and we are all friends who cherish antiques. It's too vulgar if it's money or not!"

"Really?" Ye Mo smirked, "Then I have some kind of fate with you, why don't you give me away?"

"No, no, no!" The skinny man waved his hands quickly, and grinned, "Fate belongs to fate, that person loves to adopt pets, and he still has to spend money on medical examinations and medical treatment, right? Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood!" Ye Mo raised his chin slightly and said with a smile, "Sincere money."

"Yes, yes, you are a sensible person, sincere money!" The skinny man stroked the sparse hair on his chin and smiled, "Then look..."

Ye Mo laughed, and said in a bad mood: "I asked you to explain the origin, but you are good enough to tell me a myth, right?"

"Oh! Oh, didn't I say that?" The skinny man slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "I fell in love with you, I was too excited to talk about it and forgot! That's right, this banknote is money from the Northern Song Dynasty. No It is an exaggeration to say that with this completeness and age, you can take it out to any auction house, at least this number!"

The thin man raised his right hand, pressed his thumb against the middle of the closed index finger and middle finger, and the three fingers were slightly bent upwards, swinging twice.

"Seventy thousand?" Ye Mo said deliberately.

"Hey!" The skinny man tilted his head back, waved his hands a few times, then leaned to Ye Mo's side, and said in a low voice mysteriously, "Say no more than 70 yuan! Let's be conservative." I guess, if you want me to say, this little thing, if you meet the enemy, let’s say at least 100 million to start!"

Ye Mo looked at the mysterious vigor of the skinny man, slapped his thigh, and couldn't help it anymore!

"Haha! Ouch, I laughed so hard, you can really blow!"

The skinny man was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and said angrily: "Are you here to spoil the scene? I just said that you are dressed in rags, how can you be a rich master! I thought you were pretending to be poor! "

"No, no, no!" Ye Mo waved his hands, then stopped laughing, looked at the skinny man, and asked, "Your story is so erratic, it looks like that, but you talk about history with your mouth. How did you pull the span?"

"What do you mean?" The skinny man frowned, feeling a little upset. Did he hit a hard bone?
"Cough! Cough!" Ye Mo coughed dryly and picked up the worn banknote, held it up to the skinny man, and jokingly said, "Let's not mention that this banknote is deliberately old and damaged, and even the paper is newly made. Just to ask you, what age did you just say this banknote is from?"

"You..." The skinny man hesitated a bit, then his eyes narrowed, and he nodded with a full face, "Northern Song Dynasty! Is there any problem?"

"Haha! Oops, I'm going to die laughing at you! Have you read the books yet? It's against the law not to finish the nine-year compulsory education, do you know?"

Ye Mo patted his thigh and laughed non-stop. This guy is too funny no matter his figure or expression. When he got in touch with this guy, he was full of affirmation. He is simply a master of farce!

"Hey! What the hell are you trying to say! Don't talk to me here!" The skinny man said angrily, "I'm warning you, you'd better put your eyes on me, and ask who I am here!"

"call……"

After Ye Mo took a deep breath, he shrugged his shoulders and said lightly:
"Paper money is only available in the Southern Song Dynasty, buddy."