Fang Feiyang watched the old lady leave in the car, feeling full of emotion in his heart!

Su Yazhi was very happy. She looked at Fang Feiyang with admiration and said, "You just bought the inscription for 10,000 yuan on purpose. In fact, this thing is not worth so much money, right?"

Su Yazhi was smart enough to see that Fang Feiyang lowered his head and hesitated for a moment when he was upstairs. In addition, this girl had a certain foundation in appraisal and her eyesight was not bad. She saw that this rubbing was an old item, but its value It's not necessarily very high, and Fang Feiyang must have known it and wanted to take the opportunity to help the old man.

However, Su Yazhi was only half right. Fang Feiyang wanted to help the old lady, but he couldn't tell whether the rubbings he had just received were worth 10,000 yuan. Because of research on its origin and provenance, It requires quite a professional level. You can't just set a price for it hastily just because it is a rubbing made by someone from the Song Dynasty as seen in the image.

Fang Feiyang saw that Su Yazhi had a sweet smile on her face because of this incident, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared on her left and right cheeks. She was jumping and jumping along the way, humming a song.

"Okay, it's time to go eat, it's already noon time." Fang Feiyang's habit of getting hungry again.

"Well, today we each got a collection. I undoubtedly picked up a small leak. As for you, you did a good thing. According to the rules of the competition, I won, and you should be the one to treat me to dinner. But in order to reward classmate Fang Feiyang for his noble character of being helpful to others, I decided that this lunch...is still your treat...but I'll pay for it...cluck..."

Su Yazhi deliberately lengthened her voice and gasped. After announcing her conclusion, she giggled again. Her eyes turned into a crescent shape, her eyelashes were very long and black, and her two moist lips were slightly opened, revealing a neat and white mouth. Small shell-like teeth.

Now that the two of them have left the antique city, they have no intention of going back to eat.

There are many places to eat nearby, so the two of them found a restaurant called "Huaiyang Renjia" to try Huaiyang cuisine.

This time is right at meal time, and the business in the restaurant is also relatively good.

Fang Feiyang took advantage of Su Yazhi's ordering time and took a closer look at the customers around him. These people were chatting with their companions at the table about business or interesting stories, and several of them seemed to have brought some special items with them. Chuan Baobao rushed to this antique market and asked the experts in charge of appraising the antiques to take a look.

Fang Feiyang was filled with emotion as he watched those few people happily talking about the old objects passed down from their ancestors. The residents living in this historic city, a thousand-year-old capital, all have the blood of antique collecting flowing in their bones. And since ancient times, the people in Jinling City have There is no shortage of great collectors who love antiques, worship and pursue art.

People often use a saying to describe the people in Jinling City, saying, "Poor, poor, poor, and there are still three loads of copper at home." This means that even the less wealthy groups in this ancient capital still have some old objects in their homes that have been passed down for generations. , can be worth some money. Just like the old lady I met before dinner, don’t underestimate them.

At the same time, Fang Feiyang also hopes that the old man lying in the hospital bed will get better as soon as possible.

...

For lunch, Fang Feiyang still ate enough food for three people.

Basically, Fang Feiyang is eating and Su Yazhi is watching.

Girls always like to pay attention to their figure. In the restaurant, Su Yazhi just ate a small bowl of rice and some vegetables. Then she "appreciated" Fang Feiyang opposite, making four iron lion heads and a beggar's chicken.

A plate of seasonal vegetables and three bowls of rice were all put into my stomach.

"Brother Feiyang, do you eat so much every meal now? You don't think you are too full..." Su Yazhi asked with a smile.

Fang Feiyang took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, and replied seriously: "It's not because your grandpa forced me to do it. He wants me to practice boxing and martial arts every day and do high-load exercises. Of course, the energy in my body is consumed very quickly.

, If you don’t eat more, you’ll be hungry soon.”

"Oh, you even learned kung fu from my grandpa. Let me tell you, he is very powerful... If you put three or five of you in front of him like this, they wouldn't be enough for him to fight... Haha."

Su Yazhi winked playfully and made a joke about Fang Feiyang.

"I'm not bad now. When facing those who provoke and cause trouble, I don't even need to take action. I can shock them with a loud shout... Do you believe it or not?" Fang Feiyang ate and drank enough, leaning on the back of his chair,

Appreciating beautiful women openly and openly, and being able to chat, laugh, and have fun with beautiful women is really a great blessing in life.

"I heard, my great hero, last night Sister Hua told me about the dispute between you and others over the parking space downstairs..."

When Su Yazhi said this, she felt that she had used the wrong word. The title "my great hero" seemed a little too ambiguous. When she realized it, her pretty face turned red and she buried her head in her chest in embarrassment.

Fang Feiyang was also stunned. He obviously didn't expect Su Yazhi to call him that. For a moment, both of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Fang Feiyang coughed slightly to relieve the silent atmosphere, and then asked a question unconsciously: "Uh... um... do you know about the hidden door?"

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. The master said that you should not mention the hidden door in front of others, but should hide it deep in your heart. Why did he say it out loud now?

"What kind of hidden door?... Is it the kind that looks like a home decoration?"

Su Yazhi failed to understand the meaning of this term that suddenly popped up in Fang Feiyang's mouth.

Su Yazhi really didn't know about this ancient and mysterious sect. The old man didn't even reveal anything about his granddaughter. It seems that he will be better at keeping secrets in the future.

Fang Feiyang's playful change of topic did not give Su Yazhi a chance to continue asking questions. The two discussed how to have fun in the limited time in the afternoon, because in the evening Fang Feiyang and Zhang Guoshan had to drive back to Su City. Fang Feiyang

Feiyang is a freelancer, but Zhang Guoshan has to go to work tomorrow.

After the two discussed it, they were ready to set off. Su Yazhi took out her wallet and motioned to the waiter to pay.

But now many people in the restaurant had finished their meals, and there were more people paying the bill, so they all gathered together. When Su Yazhi saw that the waiter was extremely busy, she planned to go to the counter to pay the bill herself.

Fang Feiyang didn't follow the girl's courtesy and thought to himself: Since you want to pay the bill, brother, I will give you this chance.

He stood next to Su Yazhi and waited calmly.

At this time, two other people waiting to check out in front of the counter caught Fang Feiyang's attention. To be precise, it was the content of their conversation that aroused Fang Feiyang's nervousness and curiosity.

One of them spoke with a local accent and said: "Mr. Gu, how many of the eighty-one colorful gourd bottles that Emperor Jiajing worked so hard to make in the world now exist?"

The person who answered this person said: "This thing is hard to say. The precious gourd bottle is a royal treasure. It would be great if it were passed down. In the past two years, Christie's in Hong Kong sold a gourd bottle for a sky-high price of 10 million.

..."

The local accent lowered his voice again: "How credible is the unofficial history we accidentally obtained? I think the records in it seem to be true."

Another then replied: "Who knows about this thing that has no fucking research. I guess it's nonsense! Unless I go to that Taoist temple to inquire about it and see it with my own eyes."

Fang Feiyang heard every word of the conversation between the two.

Are these two people talking about the "Gourd Vase with Colorful Blessings and Longevity Patterns"? There are also "Unofficial History" and "Taoist Temple". The whole thing sounds exactly the same as the experience of Wang Shubin of Jibaoxuan being deceived.

Fang Feiyang thought: "This person named Mr. Gu said he didn't care, and he doubted the authenticity of unofficial records, but he still cleverly led the man with a local accent to the Taoist temple. This is

Playing hard to get."

Fang Feiyang wanted to hear what they were going on to say, but Su Yazhi here had already paid and settled the bill.

Fang Feiyang thought that this matter was of great importance. It was very likely that Mr. Gu was the one who set up a trap to defraud Boss Jibaoxuan Wang of 6 million, and now he is repeating his same tricks and deceiving others. So he pulled Su Yazhi to the door.
Chapter completed!