Chapter 241 The Broken Treasure

Both the scolding and the scolded were stunned by the sudden Equation, especially the drunkard who was scolding. After hearing Equation's words, his temper became even worse. He raised his hand and pushed Equation hard.

Shoulder, cursed and said,

"Who the hell are you, what are you doing? This cripple is your friend? Then can you take good care of your crippled friend and don't let him come out and block the way of humanity!"

"Hey, don't do anything. If you have something to say, just say it!"

When Wan Anming saw that this drunkard actually attacked Fang Fang, he hurriedly shouted,

"Who the hell are you? Hey, why are there so many idle people now? Are they all here to take care of my business?"

"I'm a police officer, I'm warning you, don't do anything again, otherwise I have the right to arrest you!"

Wan Anming warned again,

"Police? Hahaha... My father is the chief, why would I be afraid of you as a police officer? Believe it or not, I will ask you to take off your police uniform in minutes!"

It seems that this drunkard is a second-generation official. No wonder he is so arrogant. Fang Fang pulled Wan Anming and told him that there was no need to talk to this man. He stood up and looked at the drunkard,

"I don't care whether your father is the director of public security or the minister of public security. If you break other people's things, you have to pay compensation. This is a truth that children of any age understand. With so many people watching, I think...

.You don’t know this and don’t understand it!”

Fang Fang pointed to the crowd watching around him, and the crowd suddenly booed in agreement!

Fang Fang was also puzzled. He had been competing with the police today. He had just been confused by a dignified minister. Now here comes the son of the chief!

"you......"

"Hey, don't talk for now. Let me tell you how much this thing is worth and what kind of thing it is. Then you come back and show me how to do it. I'll see if you can still be so arrogant by then!"

After Fang Fang finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the young man sitting in the wheelchair. He didn't look at the young man carefully just now. He only saw that the young man looked about 27 or 27 years old. Although he looked young, there was a slight hint of anger between his eyebrows.

It shows the vicissitudes of aging, and at this moment the young man is looking at himself with a surprised expression,

Fang Fang thought it was his sudden appearance that surprised the young man, so he patted the young man's shoulder soothingly, telling him to calm down, and then he picked up the boy's head made of white porcelain on the ground.

, he said to the drunkard,

“Once I sit in Xilin Temple, I never go down the mountain.

If you don’t seek elders, you will have nothing to do in this world.

Staying in the rain is a guest, and the cold flowers have not returned their smiles.

The sky is nostalgic for the mountains and the moon, and the children are leisurely chanting sutras."

Fang Fang recited a poem first,

"The last sentence of this poem is the key point of what I am going to say next! Sir, what you broke was a Dingyao white-glazed boy's chanting pot! If I guessed correctly, this should be

A porcelain work from the Liao Dynasty that is about a thousand years old! Before seeing this boy's chanting pot, I knew that another Ding kiln white-glazed boy's chanting pot was collected in the Capital Museum

's! And this is the second one I know of, but it's a pity...it was broken!"

Fang Fang regretfully stroked the head of the boy's chanting pot in his hand.

"Ding kiln, anyone who knows ceramics knows that Ding kiln, together with Ru kiln, Guan kiln, Ge kiln and Jun kiln, is one of the five famous kilns in the Song Dynasty. It has an unshakable position in the history of porcelain! Ding kiln is known as

It mainly produces white porcelain. Due to its firm, fine and white texture and light and thin wall, it was once selected as palace porcelain during the Northern Song Dynasty! In other words, the Ding kiln white-glazed boy chanting pot you broke is very valuable.

It may be an object used by a certain Northern Song Dynasty royal family or even the emperor!"

As he spoke, Fang Fang squatted down again and tried his best to piece together the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, giving it a rough shape.

"This boy's chanting pot is in a solemn and upright state. The boy is wearing a lotus crown and a lotus pattern robe. He is reading a scroll of scriptures in his hand with a satisfied expression! This boy's chanting pot is decorated with a scroll of scriptures.

It is a pot flow, the center of the sutra scroll is the spout, the hollow part of the boy's body is the pot belly, and there is a hole at the top of the head for filling water. The overall concept is very clever, and it is the best of the best human-shaped porcelain from Ding Kiln! It's a pity...

....It no longer exists! You have broken a precious object that has been passed down for thousands of years like this. You are simply committing a crime!"

The last sentence of Equation was said in such a vicious tone that the drunkard was stunned unconsciously.

"Who...who committed the crime? It's him. Why would he, a cripple, bring this thing out? Ah? Whoever touches him will be unlucky. Isn't it like he came out to try something?"

The drunkard was stunned for a moment by Fang Fang's words, and actually felt a little guilty.

"It's so damn unlucky. Tell me, how much is this piece of shit worth? I have a lot of money, why don't I just pay for it with broken porcelain? I can afford it!"

As he spoke, the drunkard took out his checkbook and pen from his suit pocket and waited for the equation to give him a price.

"As far as I know, the Ding kiln white-glazed boy chanting pots of the Liao Dynasty have never been traded in private trading places. However, the Ding kiln white porcelain unearthed in the Liao Dynasty has distinctive Buddhist characteristics. If you study it in depth,

Maybe it was an object used by an emperor of the Liao Dynasty, with multiple overlapping values... I can’t say the approximate price of this pot, but I would conservatively estimate it to be between 60 million and 80 million!"

As soon as Fang Fang's words came out, there was a burst of sighs around him. How could anyone not feel distressed if an item with such a high price was smashed to pieces? Everyone looked at the young man sitting in the wheelchair.

The man nodded slightly, then spoke softly,

"Sir, your eyesight is really good. I bought this Liao Dynasty Ding kiln white-glazed boy chanting ewer from a friend. It cost 72 million! If it were on the market, it would probably cost 90 million.

about!"

The faint voice came out, but it was like a big drum hammer hitting the drunkard's heart. He stared in disbelief at the pile of white ceramic tiles that he had smashed on the ground, and the hand holding the checkbook was

Trembling slightly,

"What the hell do you think you want 70 million from me? Are you kidding me? Peng Ci'er touched me, Boss Qiao. I think you guys are tired of living! And you, I know what you do.

, you are the one who is trying to make porcelain, and you come over and talk about a bunch of professional jargon. I tell you that I don’t understand it. In my eyes, it’s just a bunch of junk. I’ll give you a hundred yuan.

It’s all too much!”

Often people who are in the wrong will shout bluffingly, and this is undoubtedly reflected in him.

"Sir, I think you may have made a mistake. What you need to pay to others is not 70 million, but 90 million! Didn't you hear what they said? The friend's friendship price is 70,000,000,000, but the market price

If it costs 90 million, someone can sell it for 90 million. If you smashed it, do you have to pay the other person 90 million?"

Fang Fang's words made the young man sitting in the wheelchair with a straight face smile slightly, and couldn't help but look at Fang Fang with a hint of friendliness in his eyes.

Pengci'er is coming to my head, just wait for me!"

The drunkard took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, dad, come here quickly. I was blackmailed for eating in the territory under your jurisdiction. The other party really dared to ask for it. He asked me for 90 million for a piece of broken porcelain. I don't think he wants to live.

Come and take him away, I will sue him for fraud, I will sue him to death..."

"He's looking for his dad!"

Wan Anming poked Fang Fang behind him,

"How about we call them both? I also have a few good buddies I know well in the Beijing Public Security Bureau. If that doesn't work, there is Xiaoxiao's father. His father also has a position in the Public Security Bureau!"

"Need not!"

Fang Fang shook his head and nodded towards the young man in the wheelchair with his chin.

"A young man can keep his composure even after more than 70 million worth of things were shattered. Do you think he will be an ordinary person with no background? I don't believe it. Let's just wait and see what happens!"

"oh......"

Wan An understood clearly and silently stepped aside and stopped talking!

"No matter who you come to, you still have to pay. This is a matter of course. Even if you go to the King of Heaven, you will still have to pay!"

Fang Fang was a little tired after squatting for a long time, so he simply sat down on the ground, silently and distressedly guarding the pile of white porcelain pieces, thinking that this national treasure was completely destroyed!

The father of the alcoholic director seemed to really dote on his son. In just over ten minutes, he strode into the door of the hotel with great style. He walked towards several people with great dignity, followed by a few others.

A policeman in uniform,
Chapter completed!