Chapter 452 A Group of Old Children

Although Song Yun was a little helpless, but Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had no self-awareness in this regard, he had no choice.

Song Yun followed Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng to the gate of a community. When he saw the grand gate, he knew that this kind of place was definitely a place where rich people could afford it. It's not surprising at all. Neither Zhu Deyuan nor Xu Desheng were ordinary people. , In the circle of antique collection, they belong to the real big hands. Those who are friends are either rich people or antique connoisseurs with the same status. They can't be poor people, only rich people. It's normal to live in a good place. very.

Song Yun was carrying a bag in his left hand and a bag in his right hand. Both bags were heavy, each containing a floor tile.

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Xu, even if you really want to bring the floor tiles over for a while, wouldn't it be enough to bring one?"

"Why do you have to bring both of them?"

Song Yun carried the floor tiles and walked behind Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng into the community. He really couldn't understand this matter. The two floor tiles were exactly the same. Just bring one over here. There is absolutely no need to bring both. It is not light, and there is absolutely no beauty in carrying it.

"Why so much nonsense?"

"It's just two floor tiles, can't you still lift it?"

"You can't even carry two floor tiles at such a young age, so your body is worrying!"

Zhu Deyuan didn't look back and continued to walk forward.

"Song Yun, you are also a professional now, don't you know that a pair of antiques is more attractive than a pair?"

"It's like the two small plum bottles you bought. How can one be compared to two?"

"The same is true for the floor tiles. If we only take one floor tile, we definitely won't take the two that are coming in the past!"

"Those old men must have their jaws dropped in surprise!"

"Song Yun, I have to tell you that I will take out one piece in a while, and when it is actually appropriate, I will take another piece after my order, and I have to let them have a good experience!"

Xu Desheng was gearing up, as if he was not attending a party but a gladiatorial fight.

Song Yun shook his head and stopped talking. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were determined, and what they said was useless.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng kept going inside, and when they reached the door of a villa, they pushed open the hidden door and walked in directly. The villa was brightly lit, and there were lively voices.

Song Yun walked in and found that there was nothing wrong. In the hall of the villa, the crystal lamp hanging in the center exuded a brilliant light. Seven or eight old men and women gathered to drink tea, talking and laughing loudly.

Song Yun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, all of them were gray-haired people, and only one of them was a young man, with each hand carrying a bag that could not be used at all, seriously out of place.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Old Zhu!"

"Old man Xu!"

"Why are you so polite?!"

"It's incredible when people come, and they even bring gifts!"

"This is so rare!"

"You two are famous iron roosters!"

The old man and the old lady who were chatting very happily saw Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng walking in, and one of them shouted loudly.

"That's right! It's so true!"

"I've known each other for decades. Every time I eat and drink for free, I bring gifts to my door. This is really the first time."

"Did the sun come out from the west? It's impossible! When I got up in the morning, I even looked at it. It was clearly rising from the east!"

"What the hell happened here?"

"I can't believe my eyes!"

A group of people started booing.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng did not refuse to come, and they fought against the crowd, and they did not lose at all.

Song Yun was a junior. He was sitting on the sofa with two bags in his arms. He didn't move, let alone speak. Immortals fighting and little ghosts suffered. This kind of thing absolutely cannot be done.

A group of old men and old ladies were tired of arguing, so they stopped.

"Old man Zhu, old man Xu, what exactly are in the two bags you brought?"

Yang Zhonghe pointed at the bag in Song Yun's hand, the joke was over, he knew very well that Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng must have brought something.

"Of course it's good stuff, something you've never seen before, it's definitely a rarity!"

Zhu Deyuan was triumphant, if he had a tail, it might have been raised to the sky.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Zhu Deyuan, you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you say such big things!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"I've been rolling around in the circle of antique collection for decades. I can't say anything else. I've seen thousands of antiques, and there's no way I haven't seen anything!"

Yang Zhonghe laughed, not believing Zhu Deyuan's words at all.

"Yang Zhonghe, I don't think you should say such big words!"

"No one dares to say such a thing!"

"There are thousands of antiques left by the ancestors, and there are many more that you have not seen!"

"Not to mention the thing we brought today, you must have heard of it but never seen it!"

Xu Desheng glanced at Yang Zhonghe with contempt.

Yang Zhonghe blushed a bit, but it was just a joke. He didn't expect Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng to hold on to it. There was no way to refute this kind of thing.

"Stop talking so much nonsense! What exactly did you bring today? Take it out and let us see!"

"Yes, yes! If you have something good, take it out! If you have to make it clear, if you take out junk, you have to pay for this meal tonight!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"I want to take a good look at what good things Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng have brought!"

The group of people around were all booing and gearing up.

Yang Zhonghe walked up to Song Yun.

"Little handsome guy!"

"you do not need to worry!"

"We old guys have known each other for decades, and we joke like this every time we meet, and you will get used to it after a few more visits!"

"What's in the bag!?"

"How about show me?"

Yang Zhonghe stretched out his hand as he spoke, with a kind expression on his face.

Seeing Yang Zhonghe like this, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng almost broke their stomachs with laughter. This was clearly pretending to be a senior, and at the same time, they thought Song Yun was a late-born junior with no social experience. The truth is not like this at all. In the circle of antique collectors, someone like Song Yun is simply a wolf in sheep's clothing, terrifying.

Song Yun rubbed his nose, not knowing what to say, but handed it over with a bag in his hand.