C1 Eight Wine Ladies

Pain in the eyes, dizziness in the head.

Ye Chong groaned and slowly woke up. He found himself lying on a hospital bed. "Where am I?"

"Where is it? Except for the hospital, where else could I be? You still have the face to ask!" A cold voice came.

Beside the hospital bed stood a tall woman.

She wore a white snowy shirt and her legs were straight. Under her beautiful hair that was coiled up, her face was beautiful but cold. "Ye Chong, I really didn't see it. You are actually such a shameless person! Not only did you go to a big restaurant to eat, but you also ordered eight ladies to accompany you! Do you know how much this meal cost? A total of eighty thousand! Even if you work for me for ten years, you won't be able to earn that money!"

" Wife, I... "

Ye Chong opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to.

It was his fault for being so obsessed and being deceived.

Ye Chong was originally a staff member of an antique store. Two years ago, the boss died of liver cancer. Before he died, he had to let Ye Chong marry his daughter Zhao Sixue no matter what. To be precise, he wanted Ye Chong to be his son-in-law.

Because the boss did not want the antique store that he had worked so hard for his entire life to become another store in the future, he was also worried that his daughter, Zhao Sixue, would be bullied. He felt that Ye Chong was honest and reliable, so he had this idea.

Ye Chong was poor. It did not matter if he could have a beauty like Zhao Sixue as his wife or not.

Anyway, he still worked in the store!

However, he did not know that ever since this cheap father-in-law passed away, no matter if it was his mother-in-law or Zhao Sixue, they did not treat him well.

They shouted and shouted all day long, ordering him around like a servant.

Furthermore, after being married for two years, Ye Chong and Zhao Sixue did not even touch their hands, let alone be in the same room!

No matter how hard Ye Chong worked and how much he tried to please, in Zhao Sixue's eyes, he was just a useless worker!

Ye Chong lived a life of grievance!

Yesterday, he met an old man on the road. He said that he was fated with Ye Chong. As long as she treated him to a big meal, he could change her life.

At first, Ye Chong only treated the old man as a swindler, but for some reason, the old man had already gone into the dark and invited the old man to a big restaurant for a meal.

Finally, after paying the bill, the old man found out that the old man also ordered eight ladies to accompany him. After eating and drinking, he immediately ran away!

He spent a total of eighty thousand yuan!

Where did Ye Chong get so much money from? He could not afford it at all.

In the end, when he was arguing with the restaurant staff, his hand was scratched and he fainted for no reason. When he woke up, he laid down in the hospital.

Without thinking, it was obvious that Zhao Sixue had paid the bill and sent him to the hospital.

"Wife, I'm sorry. I will return the eighty thousand yuan to you as soon as possible!"

"Return? What do you have to return it to? I can't count on you even if I die! " Zhao Sixue was furious. The shop was already short of funds. A meal with 80,000 yuan was simply squandering!

"The doctor said that you're fine. It's just some superficial wounds. If you can leave, come with me to handle the discharge procedures. There are still a lot of things to do in the store!"

"If you can leave, you can leave!" Ye Chong quickly got off the bed.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, finished the procedures and prepared to leave the hospital.

"Everyone, come and take a look!"

"My father is seriously ill and hospitalized. He urgently needs 100,000 surgery fees. Who can be kind enough to buy this ancient painting of mine!"

"This painting is my family heirloom. 100,000 RMB is definitely a cheap price..."

At this time, a middle-aged man ran over to the hospital entrance.

His beard was unkempt and his eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that he had not rested well for a long time.

He held a painting in his hand and was looking for someone to sell it.

However, the passers-by basically ignored him and hid far away, afraid of being cheated.

Ye Chong subconsciously looked at it and was suddenly stunned.

There was actually a painting hidden in the man's painting!

There was a universe in it!

A painting in the painting!

Ye Chong could not believe that he could see through the painting hidden inside!

Could it be an illusion?

He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at it again. It became clearer and clearer.

Every stroke seemed to be within reach!

It was a painting of spring root and rain!

The Spring Root Rainwash Picture of the Eight Hillmen!

"My, my eyes..." Ye Chong was extremely shocked. How could this be? His eyes could actually see through everything.

Could it be that old man from last night?

He suddenly remembered that the old man had given him a pearl before he left. He said it was a treasure. He didn't take it to heart at all, but just as he was arguing with the staff about how to cut his hand... The bead entered his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he fainted at that time. It wasn't until now that he realized what had happened.

That's right, it was that bead!

It turned out that the old man was not a liar, but an expert from the outside world!

After Ye Chong recovered from his shock, he was overjoyed!

With this clairvoyance, wouldn't he be able to pick up scraps everywhere in the future?

"What are you spacing out for? Why aren't you leaving?" Zhao Sixue urged impatiently.

"Wife, can you buy this painting?" Ye Chong asked excitedly.

The Spring Rain Roots Picture of the Eight Hillmen could be sold for at least three million on the market!

It was a big leak!

Zhao Sixue frowned. She was also in the antique business, so she did not refuse. "Let's go and take a look!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a big face and big ears walked out and said to the person selling the painting, "Brother, I will buy this painting for 6,000 yuan. What do you think?"

"6,000 yuan? This, this is too little, right?" The man selling the painting was clearly unhappy. "This is passed down from my family's ancestors!"

"What is passed down from my family's ancestors can only represent that it is an object, but it doesn't mean that it can be sold at a high price!" The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "In the era of the Republic of China, there were no signatures or seals. It is just that the style and style of painting were not bad. If not for your filial piety, the market price would at most be worth five thousand!"

"What? This, this..." The man who was selling the painting turned pale. He was anxious and angry. He did not know how to paint. He had heard from his family that this painting was passed down to his ancestors. It could be sold for 100,000 yuan! Now that he heard that it was worth 5,000 yuan, he felt very disappointed.

"Are you selling it or not? After this village, there will be no more stores. If you don't want to buy it, I will leave!" The middle-aged man impatiently asked, but a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

When Ye Chong saw this scene, he couldn't help cursing the profiteer in his heart.

This price was too high!

The painting on the surface was indeed not worth a hundred thousand, but according to the age and style, it was at least around ten thousand.

The middle-aged man clearly saw that the seller did not know the industry and directly cut off half of it. In the end, he even called it out of goodwill.

The man who sold the painting waited for the urgent need of money and thought that he could get a little bit. He gritted his teeth and was just about to agree when Ye Chong suddenly said, "Brother, this painting, I want one hundred thousand!"

"What?" The man who was selling the painting was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed. "Boss, are you really willing to pay 100,000 yuan to buy my painting?"

"Ye Chong, what are you doing?!" Zhao Sixue heard this, but her expression changed drastically.

She had also seen this painting. In her heart, her judgment was about the same as the middle-aged man's. An unknown painting in the Republic of China. Although five thousand was indeed little, it was not worth a hundred thousand!

"Wife, this painting is actually not bad. It was not wrong to buy it!" Ye Chong said seriously.

"Kid, are you stupid? This lousy painting cost 100,000 yuan to buy?" The middle-aged man's face sank.

"I like it, can't I?" Ye Chong retorted.

The middle-aged man could not help but feel annoyed. He had originally wanted to kill the price on purpose. He could earn a few thousand when he turned around, but a fool like Ye Chong appeared on the way. Wasn't he messing around?

"Kid, you need to have eyes when you look at things. You don't understand anything. Don't come out and show off. Do you really think you have seen a treasure?" The middle-aged man's tone was filled with disdain. Suddenly, he let out a surprised sound. " I remember now. You are the son-in-law of the Fragrance Hall, right? Haha, this is so funny. No wonder you are still a shop assistant. Being a horse and a cow for others, with your level of skill... Forget about antiques, I don't think you can even handle your wife... "

"You..." Ye Chong's face turned red after being exposed. He was too lazy to argue with him. He turned to look at Zhao Sixue. "Wife, please believe me. You must buy this painting!"

"Aiyo, you still want face! Do you want to ask your wife if it is worth 100,000 yuan? ___ asked. Hahahahaha... " The middle-aged man laughed out loud without any restraint, causing many people around to watch the show.

Zhao Sixue's pretty face was cold. Although she had a big opinion of Ye Chong, he was still her husband no matter what.

It was too much for outsiders to humiliate him in front of so many people!

Furthermore, Ye Chong had been working in an antique store for five years. If it was just an ordinary thing, he would not have made a mistake.

Why would he spend 100,000 yuan to buy a lousy painting for no reason?

Thinking of this, she bit her lips and said coldly to the middle-aged man, "Sorry, as long as my husband likes it, I will pay any price! We will buy this painting!"

In no time at all, she transferred the money and completed the transaction!

"What?" The middle-aged man's laughter came to an abrupt stop. He flew into a rage out of humiliation and said, "What bad luck. It's rare for me to run into him when I go out. Two crazy people, hmph! "

"Thank you, my wife!" Ye Chong hugged the painting in his arms and was somewhat touched. It seemed that Zhao Sixue still cared about him.

Zhao Sixue's pretty face turned red, but she still said with a cold face, "This painting, if you can't say that you are ugly and short, I will not forgive you!"

"Wife, I will definitely not let you lose money! There are many eyes here, I will tell you when we go back!" Ye Chong chuckled and covered the painting in his arms like a treasure.

"This guy, what is he keeping us in suspense for?" Zhao Sixue silently cursed in her heart and immediately drove away from the hospital.