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Chapter 63 Antique Market

When I got home from the hospital, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Qin Fan went straight to the second floor and pushed the door open as before.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him stunned him and he almost had a nosebleed.

Because Zhou Yulan was changing clothes in a vacuum, her graceful curves and peaks were stacked up.

Zhou Yulan also didn't expect Qin Fan to suddenly open the door and come in.

When she heard the door open, she turned around and saw Qin Fan staring at her with burning eyes.

He couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Ah~"

He quickly pulled off the clothes he had changed and hugged them to his chest to cover them, but no matter how he covered them, his smooth back and neck were still exposed.

That panicked posture is even more attractive.

"Look..." She said angrily with a blush on her face.

"Yulan, you are my wife, you are here to see me."

Qin Fan touched his nose depressedly.

Seeing what Qin Fan said, Zhou Yulan really couldn't find a reason to refute.

You can't ban your husband from watching it, let alone kick him out.

Zhou Yulan's little heart was beating unsatisfactorily, and without saying a word, she turned her back and paid attention to the dressing rules.

Qin Fan couldn't wait to appreciate it 360 degrees, but in the end he could only look back and sigh.

"Qin Fan, the fat boy in our class is organizing a fifth-year reunion at the university campus in Haizhou. He left a message today asking me if I can attend."

"He also said that he must bring his partner." Zhou Yulan changed the topic.

A chubby classmate appeared in Qin Fan's mind. He was a male classmate in Zhou Yulan's class.

He is not outstanding, but he has great organizational skills and his academic performance is particularly good.

"Oh ~ do you want to join?"

Qin Fan asked while changing his clothes.

"You are the head of the family, aren't I asking you?" Zhou Yulan was in a good mood and teased.

"However, I haven't seen my former classmates in so many years, so I still want to go."

"Haha, then go and participate. Back then, I used the spirit of not being afraid of death and not being afraid of hardship to pursue you. I know many of your classmates."

"Tch~ I'm not a tiger."

Qin Fan's face was quite thick back then. Besides being sincere, he was also extremely attentive.

Thinking of the interesting things in the past, Zhou Yulan also pursed her lips and snickered.

She opened WeChat and signed up with Big Fat, and also paid the couple's fees.

A night of silence.

The next day, Qin Fan drove to the hospital early in the morning to check up on the old man of the Li family.

The old man's mental state is better today than yesterday.

It may be that the gastritis is under certain control and the appetite is much better.

Qin Fan promised the old man that when he could go out and walk around, he would let him return to Bian Que Medical Center to recuperate.

By the way, I helped him cure his gastritis.

Not long after returning to the medical clinic, Shao Xing came over, and Qin Fan continued acupuncture treatment.

Shao Xing told Qin Fan that two months later, there would be a stone gambling event in Jiangdong Province and asked Qin Fan if he was interested.

Qin Fan thought that he had been spending a lot of money recently and wanted to try his luck and make some money, so he readily agreed.

Today, the power of merit is getting stronger and stronger.

He was able to see the essence of objects more and more clearly, and he felt that playing stone gambling was almost equivalent to having no cover.

While the two were talking, the phone next to them rang.

At first glance, it was Xiao Xue who called in.

"Qin Fan, are you busy?"

"I'm not making money every day. Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qin Fan asked.

"Meimei won't accompany me, but you will accompany me to a place, okay?"

Xiao Xue had a slightly coquettish tone on the phone. Regarding Qin Fan, she not only regarded him as a younger brother, but also inexplicably liked him.

"Miss, you have to wait until I finish my work."

"Hehe, I know you are the best, little brother."

After a while, Xiao Xue drove over to pick up Qin Fan.

"Mr. Xiao, what is going on? I just put down what I was doing and came out."

"Come with me to the antique market and see if you can find anything good. My grandpa's birthday is coming soon."

"It was my father who recommended you. He said you are a very capable person and can understand everything at once. You can't hide it."

Qin Fan thought that it would not be difficult if he just looked at the stones.

But what Xiao Xue said next made Qin Fan's head full of black lines.

"The antique market not only has stones, but also various collectibles. My grandpa comes from a scholarly family. Let's see if he can find treasures such as calligraphy, paintings, and inkstones."

"Calligraphy, painting, inkstone?"

Gambling on stones only discovered the skill of perspective by accident. Calligraphy, painting, inkstones and gambling on stones are completely different things.

This seems to be a bit of a rush.

"Xue'er, it's not that I won't help you. I have never touched calligraphy, painting or inkstones. You are not afraid that I will mess it up."

"Don't be afraid, you can definitely do it. Men can't say no."

Xiao Xue covered her mouth and laughed, even teasing her.

"Uh..." Qin Fan choked.

"Also, you are not allowed to call Xue'er, you have to call me sister!"

"What?~ Calling you Xue'er is already giving in."

Xiao Xue was so angry that she rolled her eyes. It was impossible for those who pursued her to call her Xue'er.

This guy even shamelessly said he was giving in.

The two of them joked all the way and soon arrived at the antique market in Linhai City.

Shengshixi collection.

This sentence is absolutely true. Today’s living standards are higher, and more and more ordinary people are keen on collecting.

The antique market is actually just a pedestrian street, except for antique shops of all sizes.

There are also many temporary stalls selling various antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

There are many kinds of collectibles, including coins, stamps, calligraphy and paintings, old objects, and some exquisite modern crafts.

The bustling flow of people is endless.

Xiao Xue's grandfather came from the early days of liberation and was born into a scholarly family.

Naturally, I focused on the calligraphy, paintings, and inkstones.

Both of them were at the cabbage level, but Qin Fan wanted to practice to see if he could discern any skills.

"Mr. Qin!"

An old voice called to him.

"Mr. Yuan! Aunt Tang!" Qin Fan did not expect to meet Mr. Yuan and Tang Lin here.

"Mr. Qin, do you like collecting?"

"Oh~ I'm coming here with Mr. Xiao, she wants to take a look."

Qin Fan introduced both parties.

"Mr. Yuan, what do you want to choose?"

"Oh, I also want to take a look. It's been my hobby for many years. Let's go together."

Mr. Yuan was very enthusiastic. He introduced Qin Fan and Qin Fan casually as he walked. The antique market is full of good and bad, both genuine and fake. Identifying the authenticity of antiques depends on experience and eyesight.

He also reminded Qin Fan and the others not to act casually and to be careful of stepping into traps.

Qin Fan focused his eyes while listening, and the collections immediately showed a different scene.

The atmosphere of some collections is simple and long-lasting, perhaps due to the long time ago, which creates a vague aura.

Some are stagnant, like a pool of stagnant water, with no energy at all.

And looking at those old objects, the same is true for inkstones.

Some calligraphy, paintings, and banknotes were forged by various means such as digging, washing, adding, altering, and moving, all of which were magnified by Qin Fan's eyes.

In fact, this is not surprising. He can even perform precise surgeries on brain aneurysms, so how can these tricks be deceived by his eyes.

They walked to a stall and placed about five or six inkstones, as well as some calligraphy and paintings, coins, etc.

Qin Fan stopped.

I happened to see a man and a woman inquiring about the price of banknotes. They were old banknotes worth 50 yuan each.

The so-called one sword means one hundred sheets.

"Boss, what's the price of this knife?"

"8050 soft gold, 250,000." The boss replied without raising his head.

"It's so expensive, can you take a look at it?"

"Of course." The boss was a middle-aged man.

He seemed to be very careful as he took it out of a small display case.

The coins are packed in a transparent crystal box with a transparent protective film on the surface.

Seeing that Qin Fan and Xiao Xue didn't understand, Mr. Yuan introduced them in a low voice.

"8050 is the 80 version of 50 yuan. It has been delisted for more than two years. It is known as the king of coins among the four sets of banknotes."

"It is known as soft gold among collectibles and is the new star in coin collection."

The man and woman turned their heads when they heard Mr. Yuan's voice next to them.

Qin Fan and the other party were both stunned at the same time.

Because that woman turned out to be Tang Mingxue from Dingli Company.

After Zhou Yulan's birthday party, she resigned and left Dingli Company.

This man is naturally her husband Chang Yanbin, who is also a corporate executive.

"Haha, it turns out to be Boss Qin Fan and General Manager Xiao Xue."

Tang Mingxuepi greeted Chang Yanbin with a smile, and even pulled Chang Yanbin.

It seemed to tell Chang Yanbin that the person in front of him was Qin Fan.

Chang Yanbin nodded slightly and said nothing, but there was an imperceptible haze in his eyes.

Since they were acquaintances, Qin Fan just smiled and nodded.


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