Zhou Chuncheng then walked towards Liu Dawei, looked at the chair back in Liu Dawei's hand, then looked at the nylon bag beside him, and said.

"Hey young man, can I take a look at these components of yours?"

Liu Dawei smiled slightly.

"Master Zhou wants to see it, of course you can!"

Zhou Chuncheng nodded gratefully, then took out all the components from the nylon bag and placed them on the ground.

Finally, he glanced at the chair back in Liu Dawei's hand and said.

"Hey boy, can I put the chair together?"

Liu Dawei nodded.

"Can!"

"But first, you have to help me undo the mortise and tenon joints between the backrest and the seat."

Although there is a treasure in the gap between the back and the seat of the chair, it is locked.

Mortise and tenon joints are the wisdom of our ancestors.

It is not so easy for outsiders to open it.

"good!"

Zhou Chuncheng readily agreed, then took the chair back from Liu Dawei and began to untie the mortise and tenon joints.

He was an expert and very knowledgeable about mortise and tenon joints. He turned his hands here and there and easily loosened the mortise and tenon joints on the chair back.

“Crash!”

At the moment the mortise and tenon were released, a thumb-sized rustic wooden bead slid out from the inner layer.

Zhou Chuncheng picked it up, took a look, and was shocked.

“It’s actually the Heavenly Eye Divine Pearl!”

The Heavenly Eye Divine Pearl is made of thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood.

Liu Dawei vaguely saw a ray of thunder in the Heavenly Eye Bead, which made all the evil objects in the store tremble.

"nice one!"

Liu Dawei was overjoyed.

Afterwards, Zhou Chuncheng loosened the mortise and tenon joints of the seat.

This time, a rolled-up piece of yellowed rice paper slid out.

When they unfolded it, everyone present was shocked.

There was a picture of a Bodhisattva in white robes painted on the rice paper.

She sits on a straw mat, wearing a Buddha crown on her head, with her hands in front of her body and her eyes lowered, looking like she is in deep thought, which is very Zen.

Zhou Chuncheng immediately took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and observed it carefully.

After a while, he trembled and said excitedly.

"This, this is actually the painting of the White-robed Guanyin by the painting master Wu Daozi!?"

"The original! The original!"

On the side, Qian Debao and the young man also saw what was happening. The signature on the painting was indeed Wu Daozi.

The two are insiders.

I also saw that this painting of "White-robed Guanyin" couldn't be more authentic.

At this moment, they regretted it deeply.

If I had known that there was such a treasure in this pile of components, I should have given the old man 100,000 yuan!

No, even 1 million is fine!

But now Liu Dawei has benefited from it.

Damn, this is so infuriating!

Regret!!!

“Crack, crack, crack!”

After a while, Zhou Chuncheng assembled the chair.

Suddenly, a noble and gorgeous chair appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Dragon claws on the four legs, dragon horns on the armrests, dragon heads on the backrest, and a dragon body on the seat!"

Looking at the carving and shape of the chair, Zhou Chuncheng couldn't let it go and was shocked.

"There is only one dragon throne like this in the entire history of China. It was the dragon throne that the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty sat on when he ascended the throne!"

When Liu Dawei heard what Zhou Chuncheng said, he was shocked.

On the side, Qian Debao and the young man were also shocked.

Zhou Chuncheng is indeed a master, with sharp eyes. I guess he has already figured out the general idea at a glance.

Then, I saw.

Zhou Chuncheng asked Liu Dawei directly.

"Little brother, can you please give up and sell your throne to Young Master Han?"

"Ten million! How about that?"

Giving a dragon throne as a birthday gift is undoubtedly a good idea.

Damn it!

In an instant, Qian Debao and the young man almost vomited blood.

Who would have thought that a bunch of components could be so valuable?

At this moment, Liu Dawei was overjoyed.

The system never deceives me!

This is quite a big deal.

Dragon Throne, how many people have wanted to sit on it for five thousand years!

From now on, I will sit here every day!

Anyway, I'm not short of money, so I definitely won't sell it.

Liu Dawei was about to refuse when the system gave him a suggestion.

[I suggest that the host sell the "White-robed Guanyin Picture" to Han Yafeng for 80 million.]

[You can also give him the Heavenly Eye Divine Pearl! ]

"Master Zhou, I'm so sorry!"

"This dragon throne is not for sale!"

Liu Dawei shook it, then took out the "White-robed Guanyin Picture" and said.

"But, I can sell this painting to Mr. Han."

When Han Yafeng heard this, he was very excited and said excitedly.

"How much do you want?"

In comparison, Han Yafeng still prefers this painting, after all, his grandmother likes painting.

Liu Dawei smiled and looked at Zhou Chuncheng.

"Master Zhou, please give me an estimate!"

"I'll sell it to you at whatever price you say."

Zhou Chuncheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Young man, you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I might cheat you?"

Liu Dawei said calmly.

"It's just a painting. To those who love painting, it may be a priceless treasure, but in my eyes, this painting is just a painting!"

"What's more, I just spent 100,000 yuan to buy the dragon throne."

"This painting and beads are just unexpected gains."

Zhou Chuncheng showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes and nodded.

"Honestly, I can't give an estimate. The value of this painting is simply inestimable!"

"Authentic works of the painting master are so rare in the world that they cannot be valued in money."

Upon hearing this, Han Yafeng couldn't help but look at Liu Dawei anxiously.

"My friend, just name your price. My grandma will definitely like this painting!"

"I'm definitely buying it!"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!