Chapter 120 An old man’s birthday gift

Fang Fang looked at the old man in front of him and instantly remembered who he was. Isn't this the old man he met on the plane? He also suddenly remembered that the old man once told him that his fake Tianhuang stone was just for him.

A birthday gift from the mother of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary. Isn’t this Grandma Bai... the mother of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary!

"Old man, you are here!"

Fang Fang nodded hurriedly,

"Huh? Xiaofang knows my senior brother?"

Grandma Bai was a little surprised,

"It's a long story. Xiao Fang is a great benefactor who saved my life. Without him, I would have gone to meet Master right now!"

The old man smiled bitterly and said,

"Brother, have you ever saved Mr. Wen?"

The fat man poked Fang Fang in the waist, and Fang Fang turned to look at him with a look of ignorance on his face.

"Is this old man's surname Wen?"

"You don't know who he is? You don't know who Mr. Wen is? As an antique collector...you are not qualified, are you?"

Fatty Bai really accepted the equation. Is he really so ignorant of world affairs and only focused on appraising antiques?

"Who is it? Just tell me, you have to tell me!"

Fang Fang looked anxious at Fatty Bai's face,

"Wen Qiming, former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, current president of the National Cultural Relics Association, and academician of the China Academy of Cultural Heritage! Can be said to be the leader in the domestic antique industry!"

Fatty Bai gave his thumbs up, and Fang Fang looked at the kind old man in front of him in surprise. He actually had so many names!

"Young man, we are destined to be together. You saved me last time, and I didn't even have time to thank you!"

Mr. Wen took a step forward and stood in front of the equation.

"Mr. Wen, what happened last time... is actually my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had a heart attack. If I saved you... it would be equal to the merits and demerits!"

From the beginning to the end, Fang Fang felt that the incident was his own problem. He could have been more tactful and reserved at that time.

"How can I blame you? If it weren't for you, I would have brought that fake field yellow stone to celebrate my junior sister's birthday today. If that were the case, I would probably have a heart attack at the birthday banquet! Then I'm afraid that my junior sister's

I’m going to ruin the birthday party too!”

Mr. Wen's face was full of praise and appreciation for the equation.

"What on earth is going on, senior brother, we are all confused after hearing this!"

Grandma Bai listened in confusion, Fatty Bai also looked confused, and the people watching the excitement were even more confused. So Mr. Wen briefly told everyone what happened on the plane, and everyone was amazed after hearing it,

"Really? Senior brother, you didn't even notice the flaw, but Xiao Fang actually noticed it!"

Grandma Bai looked at the equation with surprise. These older generation cultural relic workers are different from ordinary antique collectors. They not only love those exquisite, ingenious and rare ancient cultural relics, but they also appreciate the ancient cultural relics here.

Appraisal talents with outstanding abilities in this area,

"Grandma, look, I'd say this guy is a talent in antique appraisal!"

Fatty Bai looked like I was a bole,

"Ah, I'm not as powerful as you said. I'm just... just lucky! A senior once said that good luck is actually an important factor in antique appraisal. Three points of heaven determines seven points of future luck. I

Maybe he’s the one who relies on his seven-point luck!”

Fang Fang hurriedly clarified that he did not dare to boast casually in front of the two old men.

"Good luck... To put it bluntly, you are a genius, and you... are that genius!"

Mr. Wen patted Fang Fang on the shoulder, indicating that he did not need to be too modest.

"Come on, today you will identify the gift for the old man. What is the gift I want to give you today? Remember, my gift can never be an ordinary thing!"

Mr. Wen handed the small box in his hand to Fang Fang's hand, then he walked to Grandma Bai and sat down firmly, looking at Fang Fang with burning eyes!

The eyes of everyone around him included expectations, curiosity, and doubts. Fang Fang sighed slightly, and finally picked up the small box that Mr. Wen handed to him, and then slowly opened it, only to see a

A slightly yellowish, crystal clear, oval-shaped bead was lying quietly in the box! Fang Fang was very strange. He couldn't feel any surge of spiritual energy. It was quiet, but... Fang Fang turned around.

He looked at Mr. Wen who was sitting there with a smile on his face. What Mr. Wen planned to give to Grandma Bai before was the Tian Huangshi he bought for more than 10 million yuan. But now even if the Tian Huangshi is fake, he will not

Maybe use a very ordinary glass bead to fool Grandma Bai! There must be something wrong with this bead!

So, under everyone's puzzled eyes, Fang Fang gently picked up the small bead with his thumb and index finger. In an instant, Fang Fang's hand bounced away, and the bead fell steadily back into the small box.

Here, stay there quietly!

Fang Fang looked at his fingers in disbelief. What just came from the bead was a burning sensation that he couldn't bear. This burning feeling was completely different from the previous one. The burning feeling that Fang Fang felt before was inside his body.

When the spiritual energy of another object is close to another object, it reacts with the spiritual energy inside it, causing the burning heat. But the burning heat coming from the bead just now is the burning heat inside it, as if there is countless energy in such a small bead.

It’s the same in small beads!

It was the first time that Equation encountered this situation. He began to quickly search for the impression of this kind of small beads in his brain. The color was light and transparent. There were irregular spots in the beads. The size was small and oval. The beads had condensation.

Strong energy or spiritual energy. Suddenly, something that fit the above description appeared in Fang Fang's mind. He suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen still looked calm and relaxed. Fang Fang turned his head again.

Turning to Grandma Bai aside,

"Grandma Bai, do you... believe in Buddhism?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

Grandma Bai replied with a smile,

"really......"

Fang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, smiled indifferently towards Mr. Wen, then closed the small box containing the beads, walked slowly towards Grandma Bai, and handed the box into her hand.

"Grandma Bai, Mr. Wen really gave you a meaningful gift, you must keep it!"

"Brother, thank you for your trouble!"

Grandma Bai took the gift and smiled at her senior brother,

"Hey, what is the equation? Have you identified it?"

Fatty Bai pulled the corner of Fang Fang's clothes and asked impatiently,

"It's a relic, it must have come from a senior monk!"

Fang Fang lowered his voice slightly and said to Fatty Bai,

"My little friend is really very discerning. This is the first time I have seen such a young and talented person like Wen Wen. In a few years, I will definitely achieve great things!"

Mr. Wen stood up, his eyes full of admiration and appreciation.

"Mr. Wen, you are serious. I am the owner of an antique shop. I rely on this craft to make a living. I never thought that I would have any big achievements!"

Fang Fang stood aside and whispered in a low voice,

"Okay, this birthday banquet has been changed to a treasure appraisal conference, right? Grandma, you and Mr. Wen are chatting, I will take Fang Fang to meet people, his antique shop is about to open, I will help him gain popularity!"

"Okay, let's go to Xiaofang's antique shop. I'll go check it out when I have time!"

Grandma Bai smiled as she watched her grandson drag Fang Fang and run to the other side of the venue, where there were some young people!

"The future life is terrible!"

Wen Qiming stood beside Grandma Bai and sighed,

"Senior brother, how about you accept another apprentice...?"

Grandma Bai suggested to him that his senior brother could probably control such a seedling.
Chapter completed!