"Cao Bi, where are the chicken feathers?"

Grandpa Zhao's face was smiling and his eyes were narrowed into a slit.

Cao Bi's voice came from over there.

"You old pussy, why do you remember to call me?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Hehe, I miss you."

Cao Bi: "Get out of here, I won't be damned. If you have any fucks, please let it go."

"Bor~"

Grandpa Zhao used his mouth to imitate the sound of farting.

Cao Bi on the other end of the phone laughed:

"Hahaha~ Damn."

"Why are you so funny today? Did you encounter something good?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Guess."

Cao Bi: "I guess damn coins, if you have any farts, please release them."

Grandpa Zhao: "Hehe, guess what baby I found?"

Cao Bi: "What baby?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Chicken head!"

Cao Bi: "Chicken head? What chicken head?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Damn it, you are still a treasure appraiser, don't even know the Chicken Head?"

Cao Bi: "Damn it? Could it be that the chicken head among the twelve beasts?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Congratulations, you answered correctly."

Cao Bi: "Damn it! It's true and fake!"

Grandpa Zhao: "The nonsense is true of course."

"Will I make a joke about this?"

Cao Bi: "Damn it! Where did you find the chicken head? Is it in your hands now?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Guess?"

Cao Bi: "You are next door, don't joke about such an important thing, just say it quickly!"

Grandpa Zhao: "I'll tell you when you come to my antique shop."

"Now, you'll post the news about the chicken head in my antique shop."

"Let your friends in your circle post on WeChat Moments, the more people you know, the better."

Cao Bi: "What? Are you not going to donate it directly to the museum?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Fuck~ Why donate?"

Cao Bi: "Damn, you should know what the chicken head means to the Dragon Kingdom, that's..."

Grandpa Zhao interrupted directly:

"Of course I know, but if I donate, how can I make money?"

Cao Bi: "Why don't you have a sense of national responsibility?"

"Money is important? Or responsibility is important?"

Grandpa Zhao: "I want to make money."

Cao Bi: "Damn, as a native of Long, can you have a little selfless dedication?"

"If you donate your chicken head, you will definitely be recorded in the history of celebrities for the ages."

"And your descendants will definitely be proud of you."

Grandpa Zhao felt a little impatient when he heard this.

He asked, "If you have chicken heads, will you donate?"

Cao Bi: "Of course, you must donate."

Grandpa Zhao asked again: "What if you have one hundred billion?"

Cao Bi: "Donate."

Grandpa Zhao? Asked: "What if you have one billion?"

Cao Bi: "No donation."

Grandpa Zhao: "Well? You donated 10 billion, why don't you donate 10 billion?"

Cao Bi: "Because I really have one billion."

Grandpa Zhao: "Puff~"

"I'm a grass."

"I thought you were so noble, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant."

"If you don't donate, why do you kidnap me morally?"

"I paid 5 billion for buying antiques today. Who will compensate me?"

"Besides, the chicken head is not mine, and it doesn't matter whether or not to donate or not."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, come to the store to find me."

"Don't forget to post the news about the chicken head."

"I'm dead."

Doudou~

Grandpa Zhao is dead.

Immediately, he called Su Wei again.

"Old Su, what are you doing?"

Su Wei: "What's wrong with eating?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Tell you a great news."

Su Wei: "What good news?"

Grandpa Zhao: "Guess."

Doudou~

Call interrupted.

Grandpa Zhao???

Damn?

Why did you hang up?

Redial!

The phone call is called again.

Mr. Su said impatiently:

"I'm having a meal, and I'll say something, and I won't say it anymore."

Grandpa Zhao: "You are not as romantic as you, which makes me feel unhappy."

"Well, I won't keep you from being indifferent, I'll tell you just."

"Xiao Zhang was lucky enough to get a chicken head unexpectedly."

Mr. Su: "Chicken head, what kind of chicken head?"

Grandpa Zhao: "It is the chicken head among the twelve beast heads in the Old Summer Palace."

Mr. Su said in surprise: "Really? That thing is worth a lot of money."

Grandpa Zhao: "That is necessary, at least tens of billions!"

Mr. Su was shocked: "More, how many? Tens of billions!"

"This is comparable to the market value of a group."

"Damn it! Awesome!"

Grandpa Zhao: "Hehe, it's awesome."

Mr. Su asked, "How much did you spend to buy it? How much did you make a net profit?"

Grandpa Zhao was about to answer, but suddenly felt a little sad.
To be continued...