No, he took Liu Badai out of Panjiayuan directly.

The two people quickly arrived in front of the car. Fangyuan opened the door and said to Liu Huaihuai: "Get in the car."

Liu Huaihuai didn't know where Fangyuan was taking him, but he still got in the car.

Fangyuan started the car and drove straight to Liulijing. At this time, Pan Jiayuan could not compare with Liulijing.

This is not only fame, but also heritage.

You must know that Liulicing has been around since ancient times. Although there are not many shops here, there are many shops that are hundreds of years old.

Even in ten years, this place has not closed its doors, it has just changed from private to public-private partnership, and now back to private.

After arriving at Liulicijing, Fangyuan first found a place to park the car, and then took Liu Huaihuai into an antique shop.

The name of this antique shop is Mo Wenzhai, which is definitely a time-honored brand.

Just by looking at the name of the store, you can tell that this antique shop lives up to its name, yes! The business of this store is related to pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Of course, if you really think that this place only sells pens, inks, paper and inkstones, then you are wrong. It also sells antique calligraphy and paintings.

"Hey! Mr. Fang, why are you free to come here today?"

As soon as Fangyuan and Liu Huaihuai entered the house, an old man saw him and walked out of the counter while asking.

Fangyuan can definitely be considered a regular customer here, although he has never sold anything here, or even bought anything here.

But no one here doesn't know him, and no one dares to underestimate him, not because of anything else, but because Fangyuan has brought countless good things to discuss here.

"Shopkeeper Wu, is Mr. Xu here?" Fang Yuan asked, clasping his fists at the old man.

This old man is the shopkeeper of Mo Wen Zhai and is also a master of antiques. Of course, he is a little inferior to Mr. Xu who is in charge of Mo Wen Zhai.

"Here, here, I'll take you in."

"No, I can just go in by myself. You are busy."

Mo Wenzhai is very big, at least several times bigger than the shop where he bought inkstones in Panjiayuan.

Although the store is large, there are not many people in the store. Apart from Mr. Xu and the old shopkeeper who are here, there are also three young clerks.

The young clerk is only responsible for daily tidying up and cleaning. Of course, he is also responsible for guarding and safety.

Generally, if someone comes to buy something, they only need to make a transaction with the old shopkeeper.

If you are here to sell something, then the general old shopkeeper can make the decision. Unless you don't see clearly, Mr. Xu will be alarmed.

There is a suite at the back of the store. The suite is large, but there are very few things in it.

A small temporary bed for resting, a work table covered with fur, then a sofa and a coffee table.

The whole room looked particularly empty.

When Fangyuan came in, Mr. Xu was holding tools and quietly looking at the price of an old item on the workbench.

"Mr. Xu."

When he heard someone calling him, Mr. Xu raised his head and saw that it was Fangyuan. He put down the magnifying glass and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you!"

"Look at me!" Mr. Xu shook his head and said, "Who doesn't know that your kid doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything? Tell me! What are you doing here today?"

When someone saw it, Fangyuan said without any embarrassment: "Hey, hey, you still understand me."

In the past two years, Fangyuan has been here many times. Basically every time, he would come here with good things and ask Mr. Xu to look at them for him.

Mr. Xu was very greedy for the things in Fangyuan's hands, but unfortunately Fangyuan never took action and had no intention of taking action.

Even so, Mr. Xu still welcomes Fangyuan to come over, not because of anything else, but because the things Fangyuan brings can open Mr. Xu's eyes.

You must know that there are so many treasures in Fangyuan. It can be said that any one of them can become the treasure of Mowenzhai.

"Take it out! What good things are there today?" Mr. Xu asked Fang Yuan.

Hearing what Mr. Xu said, Fangyuan quickly turned around and said to Liu Huaihui: "Hurry up and take out the things and let Mr. Xu take a look."

"Oh! Okay." Liu Huaihuai is also a smart person. When he heard what Fangyuan said, he quickly took out the inkstone wrapped in newspaper and handed it to Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu took it very carefully, but there was nothing he could do, because anything that Fangyuan could take over was a treasure.

Mr. Xu carefully placed the thing on the fur, and then opened the newspaper.

When he saw the things inside, Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked up at Fangyuan.

"Is this what you brought over?" Mr. Xu asked.

"Please help me take a look and then set a price."

Of course Fangyuan knew why Mr. Xu asked this, and you should know that every thing Fangyuan brings over is a treasure!

Although this inkstone is good, it is at best a small boutique. It cannot even be considered a boutique, let alone a treasure.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, Mr. Xu looked at Fangyuan again, picked up the magnifying glass, looked at the inkstone very carefully and said: "It's a very good Duan inkstone, a fine product from the late Qing Dynasty."

"What's the value?" Liu Huaihuai asked quickly.

Liu Huaihuai still cares about this, because in Liu Huaihuai's opinion, the higher the value, the better the thing.

Mr. Xu glanced at Liu Badai, put down the inkstone and said, "If you want to give up, for Fang Yuan's sake, I'll give you three thousand yuan."

"Mr. Xu, this is not to take action, he is just asking about the value, because this is his birthday gift to their old man."

In fact, there was no need for Mr. Xu to set the price at this time. When Mr. Xu said he would pay three thousand yuan, Liu Huaihui was already very excited.

Because he knew that this inkstone was worth at least three thousand yuan, which was enough.

"So that's it!" Mr. Xu nodded and said, "Based on the current market situation, the price of this inkstone is between 3,000 and 6,000."

Knowing that this was Liu Huaihuai's birthday gift to their old man, Mr. Xu quickly told the price, which was almost the same as Fangyuan's estimate.

Fangyuan's estimate is between 3,000 and 5,000, while Mr. Xu's estimate is between 3,000 and 6,000. In fact, this is normal. If you like this thing, it is normal to sell it for more than 1,000 or 800.

"Hahaha! Boss, thank you! Mr. Xu, thank you!"

"You're welcome." Mr. Xu waved his hand.

Because in Mr. Xu's opinion, this is not necessary at all. It can be said that he only showed it for Fangyuan's sake, otherwise he would know who Liu Badai is!

"Put your things away! After all, this is a small boutique, so keep it well."

"Yeah!" Liu Huaihui nodded quickly and put the things away.
Chapter completed!