The system asks me to pick up trash

Such an inconspicuous little thing was actually used by a great calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. If it wasn't for Mr. Fan, he would have known in advance that this was the real thing.

He couldn't identify it.

Just as Xiao Yi picked up the last antique wrench.When he just wanted to show everyone the identification, Fan Lao automatically surrendered, because he judged that Xiao Yi is definitely a great person.

Everyone saw that Mr. Fan, who had been immersed in the antique world for many years, surrendered, which shows that the young man's ability is really not small.

Immediately, he wanted Xiao Yi to appraise the treasure that his family owned.

But they didn't know Xiao Yi's temperament, if the appraisal fee was too high, who could afford it.

For a moment, he looked at Xiao Yi eagerly.

Fan Dexian looked at Xiao Yi, his eyes rolling for a long time.

He wanted to make friends with Xiao Yi, and felt that if he regained his property, with Xiao Yi's help, it might herald success.

"Oh, then let's keep our promise. I'm going to pull the trigger on this. Mr. Fan will handle all the business procedures."

Xiao Yi looked at the finger wrench on his thumb and said.

Fan Lao stared blankly at the wrench in Xiao Yi's hand, his eyes never stayed on it.

Have you missed your biggest treasure?

Seeing that Mr. Fan was so confused, Xiao Yi didn't say anything, but silently held his finger and covered it with his sleeve.

Immediately, a bright green light emerged from the sleeve opening.

"Imperial Jade?"

Seeing this crystal green light, everyone at the scene was stunned
"Wow, I finally saw the best in Yuzhong."

"The best imperial jade in jade, I want to buy it, can you sell it to me for 100 million?"

"Brother, the price you offered is too low. This is the best among jades. So, Mr. Xiao, I will offer three million yuan, three times his price, and sell it to me." Another antique dealer said.

"Sorry, this is mine, I don't sell it."

With that said, Xiao Yi pushed the tricycle and was about to walk out of the antique street.

Fan Lao hurriedly followed behind Xiao Yi, and asked after him: "Mr. Xiao, can you tell me your name?"

Looking at old man Fan who was panting behind him, although he was dressed in tatters, this old guy was definitely an old guy who could be used.

Just because he is a city expert in Xiliang Town, he can do a lot of things for him.

Xiao Yi then said: "My name is Xiao Yi."

"How about we be friends?" Old Master Fan asked anxiously.

He didn't know if this young man judged people by their appearance. With his current status as a trash picker, could this young man accept him?

"Okay, to be friends with Master Fan is really lucky."

Xiao Yi saw that in the antique street, people worshiped Mr. Fan, so he had to admit that Mr. Fan still had a certain status.

It's just that the family business is gone now, and it's just temporarily down.

"Little Mister, don't laugh at me. Your appraisal level has far surpassed mine. I'm ashamed to say that I'm just an elementary school student who doesn't understand anything in front of you."

Fan Dexian bowed his head and said embarrassedly.

Just as they were admiring each other, a Maybach stopped in front of Xiao Yi.

Although the antique street is full of people who want to make a fortune, this street is located in a remote urban-rural junction.

Seeing this Maybach, Fan Dexian took two steps back vigilantly, and looked at the people inside the car vigilantly.

The car door opened, and a young man full of hostility got out of the car.

Xiao Yi couldn't understand the pants this man was wearing.

Most people's leg muscles are very round, and the pants are stretched round, but his pants look very fat,

The shape reflected by the pants has sharp edges and corners.

Xiao Yi judged that the inside of his pants were prosthetics.

Although this person is disabled, this cannot erase the hostility in this person's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, three men in black got out of the car.

"You are Xiao Yi? Please come with me." The prosthetic man looked at Xiao Yi and said.

"Who are you, let me follow you?" Seeing the hostility on the face of the visitor, Xiao Yi was of course very alert.

"His name is Guan San, and he is Fan Weikang's personal bodyguard." Fan Dexian said to Xiao Yi.

"Fan Dexian, step aside, if you want to intervene, don't blame my six relatives for denying me." Obviously, Guan San was holding that Fan Dexian was Fan Weikang's uncle, and this relationship restricted him.

"Guan San, Xiao Yi is my friend now, if you want to do something, I will definitely not stand idly by."

Fan Dexian had already determined that Xiao Yi was not an ordinary person, and he suspected that there must be some great personage behind Xiao Yi.

Now, Guan San is having trouble with Xiao Yi, if he and Xiao Yi stand together, then their friendship will definitely deepen.

Although Guan San has excellent combat observation ability and strong martial arts, Fan Dexian judged that the big man behind Xiao Yi would not be afraid of Guan San.

At this time, the three men in black behind Guan San had already walked towards Xiao Yi, and it seemed that a big battle was about to break out.