Yin Hong, the second son of his son, was the second prince of the Shang Dynasty. He had many magic weapons, including Yin and Yang Mirrors, Water and Fire Front, Bagua Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes, Fangtian Paintings, and other magic weapons. He was on the immortal list and was named the Five Grain Star Lord of the Doumu.

Of course, Yin Hong was not this identity at this time.

Gods also have reincarnation, which is Yin Hong's reincarnation.

Yin Hong is eighteen years old this year and is from a poor family. One night, he suddenly found a mirror with two sides and a gossip Taoist robe in a room.

The moment he saw these two things, Yin Hong was stunned.

It was not until two minutes later that I realized that this thing... might be sold for a few thousand yuan!

Do it as soon as you say it.

He remembered a friend Xu Rui. Xu Rui's father seemed to run an antique shop and had been to Xu Rui's house with his classmates before.

I took it to Uncle Xu and showed it, maybe it could be sold for a few thousand yuan.

After he decided to settle down, he found a place to hide his gossip clothes and then put his Yin-Yang Glasses into his backpack.

The reason I wear Yin-Yang Glasses is because they look antiques. How much is that torn dress worth?

The antique shop that Xu Rui's family opened was called Xu's antique shop, which was four or five kilometers away from where he lived. Yin Hong thought about it and wanted to prevent this broken mirror from being worthless, he would ride a shared bicycle.

save money!

I rode for half an hour before I arrived at the Xu Antique Store.

Xu's Antique Store is a relatively famous antique spot on a bustling street in the west of the city.

At that time, I went to Xu Rui's house with my classmates. I remember that her father didn't give them a good look and despised them as poor students.

Yin Hong couldn't help but smile when he remembered the past.

There are not many people in the Xu family antique shop, only two or three tourists are watching antiques. At this time, Xu Rui's father Xu Zhen was introducing a piece of porcelain with an eloquence.

Yin Hong came in and found a place to sit down, not daring to disturb Boss Xu.

After all, I don’t know if this thing is worth it, right? If it is worth it, it will be unlucky for them to leave in shame later?

After all, this Yin-Yang Glass is largely a worthless modern product.

"Yin Hong? Are you looking for Ruirui?" Boss Xu glanced at Yin Hong and smiled, but the smile was mixed with disdain and contempt.

Xu Zhen is also one of the rich people in Chengcheng, with a net worth of tens of millions. Although he does not object to his daughter making friends with these poor classmates, he does not like it either.

"Uncle Xu, please be busy first. Today I will bring a mirror, which may be an antique. See if it is worth it." Yin Hong said.

"Oh!" Boss Xu ignored him and continued to greet the guests. After all, in his eyes, what antiques can a poor student have? It is mostly a good product picked up by the roadside.

Yin Hong looked at the three guests greeted by Xu Zhen, one was a man in his sixties, one was a middle-aged man, and the other was a woman in professional clothes. The three were dressed very well, and they looked very rich at first sight. They were looking at one.

porcelain.

Waiting too much, Yin Hong took out his phone and turned on Honor of Kings to start a golden qualifying match.

Halfway through the shooting, I suddenly heard a cold voice saying, "Yin Hong? Why are you here?"

Yin Hong looked up and saw a woman wearing heavy makeup and a short skirt standing in front of him. There was a handsome boy standing next to the woman. The two of them stood hand in hand, looking extremely intimate.

This woman is the class beauty, Xu Rui’s best friend, and Wang Yi.

The boy is Lu Feifan, a rich second-generation class next door.

"Wang Yi? Hello, I'll do it..." Yin Hong hadn't finished speaking.

Wang Yi said sarcastically: "Come to find Ruirui? Have you fallen in love with my best friend? I kindly advise you, don't be foolish, you can't afford to support Ruirui."

Yin Hong smiled awkwardly: "I'm not here to find Xu Rui."

"Aren't you here to find Xu Rui? Who are you lying to? Who doesn't know that you, Yin Hong, like Ruirui? But you really can't afford to raise my best friend, don't dream in the daytime." Wang Yi said arrogantly with her handsome boy in her arms.

"Yi'er, you're here!" A beautiful girl in a suspender skirt walked out of the inner room and walked over with a smile. Seeing Yin Hong, she greeted again: "Yin Hong, why are you here?"

"Ruirui, someone is here to find you." Wang Yi said.

Xu Rui glanced at Yin Hong and said, "Student Yin Hong, are you here to find me? Is there anything wrong?"

Although Xu Rui was kind enough, she could hear the tone of keeping others from thousands of miles away.

Yin Hong smiled bitterly and said, "I...I'm here to look for an antique with your father..."

"What? Do you have antiques? You can't just use a good deal to deceive Uncle Xu, right? Yin Hong, you can be poor, but you can't do such things that are conscience-oriented! This kind of thing is illegal!" Wang Yi heard this

He smiled, his face full of disdainful expressions and said sarcastically.

"Yin Hong, what antiques did you bring?" Xu Rui said a little impatiently, obviously thinking that Yin Hong must have brought a few A-go products from roadside stalls.

But is this person not a little brain? Use a roadside stall to insult his father's IQ?

Xu Rui looked at Yin Hong's expression and felt a little more disgusted.

Without saying a word, Yin Hong took out the Yin-Yang Mirror, "Uncle Xu, look at how much is this mirror worth?"

Uncle Xu was also introducing an antique to the customer. He was disturbed by Yin Hong. He looked at him impatiently and reached out and said, "What thing? What era is it?"

"Uncle Xu, his family is poor and there are no antiques. It must be a lie, so there is no need to read it." Wang Yi said.

Yin Hong smiled bitterly: "I...I don't know what era, from the Shang Dynasty, right?"

Xu Zhen smiled after hearing this, with a disdainful smile: "Antiques from the Shang Dynasty? That's worth tens of millions. However, most of those antiques are in the hands of museums or collectors, so you don't need to read this."

"Well, okay!" Yin Hong shook his head. Seeing Xu Zhen not even looking at the Yin-Yang Glasses, he picked them up in disappointment and wanted to put them in his backpack.

At this time, the old man among the three guests next to him lit up his eyes and walked over.

"My friend, wait!"

"Hmm?" Yin Hong glanced at the old man and stopped.

The old man dressed very simply, with a pair of reading glasses, and looked very rich.

The old man walked over and smiled and said, "My friend, can you lend me a look?"

"Okay." Yin Hong didn't hesitate.

"Old Song, don't look at it. This must be a good deal." Xu Zhen shook his head and said.

Mr. Song ignored him and carefully picked up the Yin-Yang Mirror. His eyes changed from confusion to surprise to hotness, and even his hands trembled slightly: "This... this is the mirror of the Shang Dynasty! This is definitely the mirror of the Shang Dynasty.

!”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man next to Mr. Song changed slightly. He found that Mr. Song's face was full of stunning and disbelief. He knew that this mirror was not simple!

Because he knew that his father had a vicious eye and had rarely had such a look in his life when he studied antiques! This proved the extraordinaryness of this mirror!

"Old Song, this... should be fake, right?" Xu Zhen said: "Where is there a mirror of the Shang Dynasty now? Can you still get it for a student?"

The middle-aged man also said, "Father, what do you mean?" Although he knew that his father had a vicious look, he was not sure that this was a real antique!

Old Song's hands trembled, and his expression was extremely excited: "Really, this is true. Look, the mirror is on both sides, one yin and one yang, and its texture is like bronze. This kind of craft is undoubtedly the Shang Dynasty! I will not admit my mistake!

”

Xu Zhen was stunned: "Is it true or false?"

The middle-aged man glared at him and thought to himself: "You are selling antiques and you can't tell the truth or the fake, but you even ask whether it is true or the fake."

Xu Zhen also found that what he said was missing, so he smiled awkwardly.

Mr. Song held the mirror and tsk: "Even if this is not an antique from the Shang Dynasty, it is still a top-notch antique!"

"It's not fake, right?" Wang Yi couldn't help but sneer.

Mr. Song glanced at her and said a little unhappy: "Can I read it wrong? If this is fake, then the counterfeiter will be awesome! He is definitely a top antique master!"

Mr. Song looked at Yin Hong and said with gratitude: "My friend, are you showing up in this mirror?"

"Ah..." Yin Hong was still confused. This mirror was really valuable.

Seeing him hesitated, Mr. Song became a little anxious and said, "How much do you want to give it to me?"

Yin Hong said: "This...that..." and thought to himself: "I wonder if it would be too much to say 20,000 yuan..."

Mr. Song said: "My friend, just offer a price!"

Yin Hong swallowed and stretched out his two fingers.

Mr. Song said: "2 million? OK!"

Yin Hong was stunned, I'm sorry, I mean 20,000 yuan, what does 2 million mean?

"That...I don't mean that..." Yin Hong was amused and crying.

"Oh, too, I bully my friend for 2 million, 20 million, Wan Zhi, I'll send money to my friend." Old Song waved his hand and said.

Xu Zhen next to him said to himself: "If it is really a Shang Dynasty thing, 20 million is also bullying people!"

20 million?!

Yin Hong was completely stunned, as if he was in a fog, and Wang Yi thought that the rich second-generation Lu Feifan was also stunned. Isn’t this really a dream?

Song Wanzhi said: "My friend, give me your bank card number."

Yin Hong swallowed, and Song Wanzhi immediately sent him money and said, "My friend, 20 million has been transferred to your account."
To be continued...