Fang Feiyang touched the porcelain Arhat statue imitated during the Republic of China with great emotion.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet you thousands of miles away in Yanjing. We are really destined!"

Chen Xuezhi saw Fang Feiyang holding the Arhat statue and murmured to himself. He didn't know what he meant and asked: "Feiyang, it seems that the Arhat statue you are interested in has a story. Come on, tell it to the old man.

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Fang Feiyang smiled mysteriously, "Haha, you always noticed it. Speaking of which, when I saw this thing for the first time, I was shocked, but it was just the feeling of being overjoyed."

Mr. Chen looked at Fang Feiyang lovingly and said nothing, quietly looking forward to his next words.

Fang Feiyang gently tapped the belly of the Arhat statue and continued: "A few months ago, when I just bought Jibaoxuan, I was going to re-decorate and re-layout the store. At that time, I arranged for the guys to renovate the store.

All the antiques and goods were moved out and the shop was emptied. Only an Arhat statue was left.

It was used as a Buddhist shrine by the guys from Jibaoxuan. When I was decorating that day, I accidentally broke the Arhat statue. Yao Tong told me that it was not expensive, it was just a replica of the Republic of China and not worth much. I didn't expect it.

When cleaning up the debris, I discovered that there was actually half a scroll hidden in the belly of the Buddha statue, which was half a sketch of flowers..."

"It's a pity that only half of the scroll is hidden in the Arhat statue. It's very regrettable. The master has identified the content of this half of the work for me and it is definitely the calligraphy of Xu Wenchang, the old man of Ivy... Later I almost searched all over Suzhou.

When I saw a similar Arhat statue in the city’s antique market, I wanted to smash it open, but I still couldn’t find the other half of the flower picture..."

Mr. Chen listened to Fang Feiyang's story with great interest. He didn't notice anything special at first, but as he listened, he became excited.

"Wait a minute, are you trying to tell me that this Arhat porcelain statue in Rongbaozhai is what you are looking for? There is another half of the scroll hidden in the belly of the Arhat statue in your hand?"

"I can't guarantee it, but there is an 80% chance."

Boss Fang is so humble. It's not just an 80% possibility, it should be a 100% certainty.

Just a few minutes ago, Manager Bi introduced the collection of the store to Fang Feiyang. When he walked to the stone statues and porcelain statues section, Fang Feiyang locked his eyes on the gray porcelain Arhat statue. Then, he instinctively triggered the ability to sense out of thin air.

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Familiar images appeared in his mind for the second time.

It was the same old lady who cut an ancient painting into two pieces and hid them in two identical porcelain statues of Arhat.

That's why Fang Feiyang's reaction was so intense and he bought it without hesitation. He was considered a person who had picked up a big leak before, so he shouldn't be so excited, but the thing he had been thinking about that night appeared in his mind without any warning.

When he saw it in front of him, Fang Feiyang was really shocked.

Senior Chen looked at Fang Feiyang in disbelief. If this was really the case, it really meant that he was destined to things.

"Feiyang, are you going to take it back for verification, or are you going to smash it open here?"

"Just smash it here. This happened in Rongbaozhai, so it is related to this century-old store."

Fang Feiyang didn't speak, he pondered for a moment and said.

Boss Fang originally considered taking the Arhat porcelain statue back first, but then he thought about it. When he went back and took out the remaining half of the scroll, the master must know that it was "missed" by Rong Baozhai, and there was no guarantee that he would not treat his boss badly then.

A friend talked about it.

Since he chose to tell Mr. Chen the first half of the matter, Fang Feiyang felt that there was nothing to hide, and it would be the same wherever he smashed the Arhat statue.

When Chen Xuezhi saw that Fang Feiyang decided to "use violence" in Rongbaozhai, his old face was also flushed, and he was also looking forward to it. I'm afraid I haven't seen such an interesting thing for a long time, spending money to buy things, and smashing them to pieces on the spot, today

Just in time to watch the excitement.

"Xiao Bi, come here quickly, do you have a hammer here?"

Manager Bi had just finished the transaction with Fang Feiyang and was printing invoices for Fang Feiyang in front of the computer. Rongbaozhai is a regular antique brand store and a limited company. It will issue invoices for every transaction.

Bi Chunyang didn't hear their conversation, and he didn't know that Chen Xuezhi and Fang Feiyang were planning to smash the Arhat porcelain statue, so he felt strange and said: "Hammer? There seems to be one, I have to look for it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a hammer. You can just bring me a hard iron tool. I'll lend it to you in the room upstairs."

At this moment, Fang Feiyang stopped being modest and polite to Manager Bi and directly stated his request. In addition, it would be inappropriate to smash open the porcelain statue in the lobby on the first floor, so it would be best to find a suitable room.

Bi Chunyang's contempt was clear, and he looked at Professor Chen confusedly, with puzzled questions in his eyes.

Chen Xuezhi saw Manager Bi's hesitation and confusion, smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, Xiao Bi, just find the tools, we go upstairs, and you will know what's going on when we get to the room."

Chen Xuezhi is a regular customer of Rongbaozhai and a VIP here. Since the VIP customers have said so, of course he, a professional manager, will comply.

Bi Chunyang found an iron wrench, and the three of them went to the tea room upstairs.

Fang Feiyang flattened the porcelain Arhat statue on the ground, asked for the iron wrench, and said, "Mr. Chen, did I smash it?"

"Well, smash it...be careful not to damage the funds."

Manager Bi heard the inexplicable conversation between the two, and before he could react, he heard a clicking sound.

The gray-fired statue of an Arhat with long eyebrows, about one meter high, fell into pieces on the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces were scattered.

How to smash it? You can’t play like this if you have money. Spend 2,700 yuan just to listen to the sound of the song? Young people are ignorant and do this. How come a respected person like Professor Chen also agrees?

Manager Bi was confused, watching helplessly as a porcelain statue imitated by the Republic of China was turned into fragments on the ground. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Professor Chen and Fang Feiyang bend down at the same time, and like magic, from the top of the Arhat statue

A calico bag was turned out of his belly.

A cylindrical object was wrapped in a faded cloth bag.

"This...this is..."

Manager Bi's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, his face full of surprise.

Fang Feiyang and Chen Xuezhi also looked nervous at this moment. They carefully flicked the contents of the porcelain statue's stomach and shook off the broken porcelain shards.

Fang Feiyang untied the tight rope on the bag cover, tilted it slightly, and suddenly a scroll slipped out of the bag cover.

"That's it, why don't we open the scroll and take a look."

Fang Feiyang looked at Chen Xuezhi with a smile on his face, and his words were inquiring.

Chen Xuezhi was also immersed in unexpected feelings at this moment. He secretly thought that Fang Feiyang was really lucky. The ancient paintings that were divided a hundred years ago could be restored one day. This was a one-in-a-million chance. And it was all done by him himself.

Experience and discover for yourself.

Chen Xuezhi also wanted to see the paintings and calligraphy of the old man Qingteng, so he nodded and said: "Open it, let the old man see it too..."

Fang Feiyang gently unwrapped the scroll, borrowed a table in the room, and spread it out flat.

I can see that the painting continues the freehand content of the first half of the volume. In addition to plum blossoms, plantains, chrysanthemums, and black bamboos, there are also dozens of flowers and plants such as peonies, pomegranates, and lotus. The ink is dripping, wild, dry and wet, and completely natural.

Especially the freehand painting of peonies in the painting, the ink color appears to be distinct in shades, smooth and smooth, the objects are informal and similar in shape, and the charm is free.

The narration of the scroll also inscribes a Qijue poem in flowing running script: "Half life has been spent as an old man, independent study is whistling in the evening breeze. There is nowhere to sell the pearls under the pen, and they are thrown into the wild vines." The inscription is Qing Qing.
Chapter completed!