Found Treasure!

Sure enough, when Yun You approached the stall, the vendor didn't take him seriously at all.

Yun You, mimicking their earlier strategy, inquired about the prices of a few items before pointing to the painting Zhouzhou wanted.

The vendor, suspecting nothing, replied, "This is an authentic Tang Bohu. One million yuan."

Yun You's face twisted with disbelief. "You must be joking. An authentic Tang Bohu would never look like this! Are you trying to take advantage of us because you think we're fools?"

At least he had some self-awareness.

The vendor smirked, eyeing Yun You up and down. This kid, wearing short sleeves in such cold weather, couldn't even afford decent clothes.

Clearly a pauper. And the little girl looked equally clueless—definitely not people with much money.

"So, how much can you offer?" he asked.

Yun You raised a single finger, copying Zhouzhou's earlier gesture. "One hundred yuan!"