Chapter 204 Purple Dragon Wood

He Chen is wandering in the largest provincial museum in Haizhou. A grand cultural relics exhibition is being held here. Meng Yun sent a few tickets. In the spirit of not wasting, and there is nothing to do at home, so he came to have a look. Look at this and that. In front of each exhibit, there are always "experts" giving He Chen nothing like this. I understand. The audience is purely the audience's explanation.

Where there are the most people, there are always good things. This seems to be a theorem. He Chen really wants to see what these people are looking around, but he is really embarrassed to squeeze in and join in the fun. At this time, a slightly old voice said, "This is my life. I have seen the best Tang Sancai and Song Baici. "."

"Yes! I don't know who's treasure is. It can be called a national treasure. The other was also echoed by the old man's voice. Hearing this, He Chen smiled and didn't have to squeeze in again. The things inside were borrowed by Meng Yun from his home to add color to the exhibition.

"Oh! Uncle, are you here, too? Lin Ling finally squeezed out and was stunned when she saw He Chen standing outside and laughing.

"Hmm! Why did you come here? The exam is over? Seeing Lin Ling, He Chen couldn't help but be stunned. He looked around and didn't find anyone else. "Did you come here alone?"

Lin Ling nodded, "Hmm! Chinese in the morning and math in the afternoon will be done in ten minutes. There is no need to look for it. I came here alone. I don't have enough money to take a taxi home. Mom will pick me up in the evening.

He Chen pointed to the crowd with a smile, "What's going on inside?"

Lin Ling said with a wry smile, "I was fooled. I thought it was a good thing, which made me squeeze in and squeeze it out again."

"Let's go. What else is there to do?" He Chen smiled. If he hadn't hesitated and heard the dialogue inside, he would have squeezed in. This is the normal state of people. Just like those who used to sell some kind of snacks, there was a long queue at the door of a small shop. When you finally queue up and buy it, you can't help but be disappointed, and the taste is just so-so.

Lin Ling called her mother and told her that she didn't have to pick her up. The two of them went shopping. The two of them were purely cultural relic blind. They were people who only looked at the appearance and did not look at the connotation. He Chen suddenly stopped.

"Baby?" Lin Ling looked up at a thick bowl with a thick mouth and more than half a meter of purple wood in the display cabinet, with a dragon carved on it. He Chen saw this thing.

"It's possible." He Chen nodded and didn't touch it. He didn't dare to be sure because of his eyes.

"Come out to study at night?" Lin Ling asked as if no one was around, and several visitors next to him looked at He Chen strangely. Everyone agreed that the thief could not be this beautiful and lovely little girl, even if it was instigated by the big one.

He Chen shouted "wrong" in his heart and shook his head, "There's no need to be so troublesome. This is a private exhibition area. Just find a collector. Call your aunt Xiaoyun and say that you like this thing."

"Oh!" Lin Ling nodded gently, took out her little mobile phone and dialed a phone. "Aunt Xiaoyun, I'm in the museum. I like something in the private exhibition area. I want to find a collector to see if I can buy it."

"Thank you, Auntie Xiaoyun!" He Chen didn't know what Meng Yun said, but when he saw Lin Ling hang up the phone, he winked at him, which meant nothing more than the word "done".

More than ten minutes later, Lin Ling and He Chen came to the office of the curator upstairs, in which sat an old man in his sixties, looking at them with a smile. He Chen and Lin Ling knew in their hearts that this should be the highest leader here - the curator.

"Sit down, it's the little girl. Do you want to buy that purple dragon wood?"

Lin Ling's voice was sweet and said politely, "Yes, it's very beautiful. I like it very much. I don't know if Grandpa, can you help us contact the collector?"

"Children, that thing is not an ordinary toy. Even if the collector intends to sell it, the price is not low." The curator kindly reminded Lin Ling.

"Oh! I know this. Grandpa, please contact me. Lin Ling nodded with a smile. No matter how expensive it is, it can be more expensive than the products produced by his family. Have they become the two most concerned items here?

"Oh! Then I'll contact you." The curator looked at Lin Ling doubtfully, and then looked at He Chen, who came in with Lin Ling. He didn't say a word. He picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Old bear! Someone has a fancy to your purple dragon wood. Do you want to change your hand?

Putting down the phone, the curator said, "I have a plan to take action. Whether you can talk about achievements depends on the children yourself. Lao Xiong is fair in business. He will be there in a minute."

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Lin Ling only said this, and stopped talking and drank tea with a teacup. He understood the two meanings in what the curator just said just now. First, the price quoted by people in a while was basically waterless, and second, whether they could buy it or not depends on how much money they planned to pay.

The curator sat in a chair and looked at Lin Ling. The phone number was called by Meng Yun. It not to mention that Meng Yun was Yuan Jingchu's secretary, but the two top treasures they found for themselves were all a great favor. This exhibition will definitely be very wonderful and excellent. This and the two things brought by Meng Yun, there are Direct relationship, but then again, if Meng Yun was not Yuan Jingchu's secretary, and Yuan Jingchu happened to be in charge of this matter, he would not care about this kind of nosy. If he let him know, the owner of the two things would sit in front of him and don't know what he would behave.

"Good for the bear!" Seeing the person who came in, He Chen politely asked. The old bear in the curator's mouth was the old man he had met once, the boss of Lingxingxuan.

"It's you, young man!" Mr. Xiong identified that it was both a reading glasses and a magnifying glass, but it was absolutely enough to look at people, not to mention that He Chen was carrying the three east-west zones at that time, and it was difficult for him to forget the two of them.

"Good, Grandpa Xiong!" Lin Ling asked obediently.

"Good! The little girl is so good." Anyone who sees the friendly Lin Ling for the first time will definitely give birth to such a "good" comment, but if it takes a long time, it will definitely overturn this comment.

A trace of doubt flashed in the curator's smiling eyes, "Do you know each other?"

He Chen said vaguely, "Please show me a few things."

Mr. Xiong asked with a smile, "Young man, do you want to buy purple dragon wood?"

"No, it's her." He Chen shook his head and pointed to Lin Ling. Xiong Lao looked at Lin Ling and couldn't help doubting. At her age, can she make her own decision? Even if you can do it yourself, do you have money?

Lin Ling knew what Xiong was always doubting and said directly, "Grandpa Xiong, you don't have to doubt that I have the ability to buy your purple dragon wood. Please tell me the price."

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