Xueshen: Almighty part-time job system

The two little boys were still talking in low voices.

"But...but, even the money given by that bastard boss, it's almost not enough for mom to be hospitalized."

"Brother, what should we do?"

The other little boy who was slightly older was silent, and he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the two were covered by shadows.

Head up.

Zheng Zhi and Zheng Ju looked at He Liang warily.

The corner of He Liang's mouth was raised, trying to be as kind as possible: "I want to make a deal with you."

"Sell me Wang Xizhi's authentic calligraphy."

The two brothers were shocked.

"Did you hear us?"

He Liang looked at the two little ones with a smile, and said seriously: "As for the price, I won't let you down."

Zheng Ju, the younger brother, was full of anger: "Bah! You must be trying to lie to us!"

"Same as that unscrupulous boss of Xianjuan Pavilion!"

"We are"

Before he could continue speaking, his brother Zheng Zhi stopped him and gave him a wink.

Then, he looked at He Liang and said.

"Okay, we'll sell it to you, you come with us!"

Zheng Ju was a little dazed, but when he realized it, he became anxious: "Brother, we can't sell it!"

Zheng Zhi gave him a look, signaling him to stop talking.

Zheng Ju was not annoyed, he opened his mouth, moved a few times but still could not speak.

At home, my brother is very assertive and he is convinced.

He Liang looked at Zheng Zhi, quite curious: "Are you so sure I can afford it?"

"So relieved?"

Zheng Zhi, who was about ten years old, had a certain face on his face: "I have seen you before. I bought jade in Longyu Pavilion before!"

"You are from the He family! You can afford it! You won't lie to us!"

He Liang was a little surprised.

This little guy is very smart and knows a lot.

On the contrary, Lin Wudi was a little curious: "Boss, can these two brats have Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting?"

After Zheng Zhi and Zheng Ju heard this, they were immediately unhappy.

"There must be an authentic work in my house!" Zheng Ju put his hands on his hips, his face full of displeasure.

After all, he is a child, and he confides everything in a short time.

It turned out that their mother's surname was Lin.

And the ancestor of the Lin family was one of the disciples of the book sage Wang Xizhi!

In their Zheng family, there is indeed Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting!
It's miserable for their family. Half a year ago, the family was considered well-off, and their lives were happy.

But my father suddenly became addicted to gambling, and disappeared for half a year with most of the family's savings.

And their mother contracted a strange disease and fell into a coma.

A lot of money is required for hospitalization every month, which adds frost to the already not wealthy family.

Day by day, relatives are estranged, making ends meet, and life is becoming more and more difficult.

The two brothers can only focus on the authentic handwriting handed down from their ancestors by Wang Xizhi.

It was passed down from their mother's family, and they only learned about it by chance when they were playing.

This is a secret that even their father doesn't know.

He Liang nodded thoughtfully: "I see, this is somewhat believable."

After about 10 minutes of walking, we came to a flat building.

302, this is the home of the Zheng brothers.

Brother Zheng Zhi opened the door, and several people entered.

The house is small, estimated to be only about [-] square meters in size.

"You wait here." Zheng Zhi glanced at He Liang, then pulled Zheng Ju into the room.

in the room.

Zheng Ju scratched his head and was reluctant: "Brother, do we really want to sell it to him?"

Zheng Zhi nodded affirmatively: "Of course!"

The voice turned.

"However, I sold him another one!" Zheng Zhi whispered, and looked outside the door after speaking.

"Sell his copy!"

This time they closed the door and lowered their voice, so the three people outside should not be able to hear it, right?
"If Mom hadn't been hospitalized and asked for money, I wouldn't have given him the imitation." Zheng Zhi shook his head in a low voice.

Zheng Ju was taken aback: "Shall we sell his fake?"

Zheng Zhi let out a low snort: "I didn't discuss with him! These rich people don't have a single good thing!"

Zheng Ju hesitated: "What should I do if I'm found out?"

Zheng Zhidao: "If we are discovered, we will say that we don't know. Maybe we made a mistake. What else can he do to us?"

The two Zheng family brothers, who are still young, obviously think of this world too simply.

About 5 minutes passed.

Two little radish heads sneaked out of the room with a black box in their arms.

I don't know what kind of material the black box is made of, but it looks obviously old, and the edges are all yellowed.

He Liang narrowed his eyes, but there was not much movement on the surface.

"It's inside." Zheng Zhi looked at He Liang warily.

He Liang smiled and nodded: "As long as it is the real work of Wang Xizhi, the price will be fine."

For the He family, money is not an issue.

Zheng Zhi and Zheng Ju looked at each other, then handed the black box to He Liang.

"I hope you won't lie to us!"

He Liang took the black box, gently lifted the lid, and a dusty smell came.

There is a piece of authentic calligraphy inside, which is packaged in a special bag similar to plastic wrap, which excludes air and prevents oxidation.

"Four hundred million." Zheng Zhi said the sky-high price,

Kurumi frowned.

The He family is one of the three major families in Shenzhen, let alone 40 million, even [-] billion is not difficult.

Just, is this asking price worth it?

Moreover, the words of these two children are only one-sided words after all.

What if, this is not the authentic calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, but just an imitation?

Kuang San looked at He Liang and whispered his thoughts.

Lin Wudi also widened his eyes and looked at the two of them: "[-] million? Why don't you go grab it?"

It is hard for anyone to accept such a sky-high price from the mouths of two children.

The corner of Lin Wudi's mouth twitched: "You don't think the money just came from your mouth, do you?"

"[-] million, not four yuan!"

The two brothers Zheng Zhi and Zheng Ju straightened their backs with stubborn expressions on their faces: "If you like it, buy it!"

"If you don't buy it, we won't sell it, hum!"

He Liang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "If it is the real work of Wang Xizhi, [-] million is certainly worth it."

He stared at the two brothers Zheng Zhi and Zheng Ju with a half-smile.

These two little guys thought they were talking very quietly.

But He Liang's Tianwujue strengthened his body, and his essence and blood had already reached 81 drops, and his perception was amazing!

His hearing is stronger than Kuang San and Lin Wudi!
Therefore, he heard it.

He Liang looked at the authentic calligraphy in the black box below.

Even if he has the middle-level ability to appraise treasures, it is difficult to judge its authenticity.

However, He Liang has other methods to determine where the real calligraphy is.

"The Ultimate Treasure Appreciation Technique!"

He Liang didn't hesitate to waste an opportunity.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Each item has a unique color, which is a judgment of value.

In this small room, there are three abnormal rays of light!
Two of them are in the room that Zheng Zhizheng entered just now.

One high and one low, the light colors are different, and the gap is huge.

There is no doubt that the small ball was imitated by the ancestors of the Lin family.

The big one is dazzling, and it is no worse than the top quality Hetian jade that He Liang had chosen before!

That's the real thing!

But what really surprised He Liang was.

"Why... the authentic calligraphy in my hand, the light is more dazzling?!"

Moreover, it is overwhelmingly crushing in comparison!

Colorful, regardless of its size.

It is even more than twice as much as the real calligraphy of Wang Xizhi in the room!
"Could it be that this is not an imitation, but also real?" He Liang's heart skipped a beat.

"Also, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary calligraphy work!"

The two brothers of the Zheng family clenched their fists. They looked tough on the surface, but they were extremely nervous inside.

Can this 'fake' deceive the He family?

Will the He family buy it again?