Charlie nodded: “Yes, then let’s just say that. If I lose, I will eat the fan. If you lose, you will eat the jade pendant.”
“Grass!” Sam gritted his teeth: “Okay! I don’t believe it anymore! That’s it! My jade was sold for 24 million Dollar. I have transaction records as proof. How much is your broken fan worth?”
Charlie didn’t know how much the fan was worth.
However, he knows that Baishi’s paintings have been rising rapidly in recent years, and the price increase rate of his works is much faster than that of jadeite.
Although this is just a fan, it is by no means a random graffiti, but a picture of Fushou drawn very carefully.
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