Ye Sha smiled and said, "Teacher, I'll come over now."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Sha looked at Qin Fan's depressed expression and said with a smile: "The teacher just called and said that he has a good thing and asked me to come over and have a look. Do you want to come with me? Anyway, you can get to know my teacher."
At this time, Qin Fan was not in the mood to be intimate with Ye Sha. As soon as he heard that the old man had something good, Qin Fan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go over and have a look for you."
Ever since the treasure was unearthed in Maixiang Village last time, Qin Fan has been very interested in these cultural relics. In addition, he heard some explanations from Yan Wenzhong from Zhang Xueqing last time, which made him even more interested.
Ye Sha was not far from Yan Wenzhong's home. Twenty minutes later, the two of them arrived at the door of Yan Wenzhong's house.
Yan Wenzhong's home is in an alley, with an antique courtyard style. Considering the current ridiculously high housing prices, Yan Wenzhong's home is already worth tens of millions.
Qin Fan did not come empty-handed. He bought some things when he came and entered the house. Yan Wenzhong saw that Qin Fan was also here. He was surprised but also happy. He was deeply impressed by Qin Fan when he was in Maixiang Village.
Gave him his phone number.
"Xiao Fan, you came just when you said you would come. Why do you buy gifts? It's so unreasonable," Yan Wenzhong smiled and took the things in.
Immediately, Qin Fan smiled and greeted Yan Wenzhong for a few words, and then greeted Yan Wenzhong's wife, and then sat down. Seeing that Qin Fan was a nice young man, Yan Wenzhong did not avoid suspicion, so he took the clay pot from the room.
came out.
"Mr. Yan, is this something from the Ming Dynasty?" Qin Fan asked, looking at the clay pot in front of him.
Since Yan Wenzhong explained some basic knowledge of cultural relics to him last time, he then looked for some antique books on cultural relics from various dynasties and looked at them. However, there were too many categories to read, so he only picked out some main ones and looked at them.
Qin Fan could almost recognize the one in front of him, but what made Qin Fan depressed was that although jade was easier to identify with perspective now, it was more difficult to identify these antique cultural relics.
Yan Lao looked up at Qin Fan and said with a smile: "That's right, you have really good eyesight. It seems that what I taught you that night was not in vain."
Ye Sha also looked at Qin Fan with admiration. Qin Fan impressed her a lot last time at the stone gambling den.
Qin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it was better taught by Yan Lao that night."
Yan Wenzhong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't praise me, it's your own understanding. This thing is boring and boring when you first start learning it. Many people can't persist, but if you persist and get into it, you will find it very interesting."
As he spoke, Yan Wenzhong explained the clay pot to Qin Fan and Qin Fan in detail, expanded on it a little more, and asked them to taste it carefully. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
Yan Wenzhong smiled and said, "Okay, that's all there is to talk about. Let's go eat."
At this time, Yan Wenzhong's son Yan Canghai walked in from outside with two gangster-looking people. Yan Canghai was twenty-eight years old. He was a bad student when he was in school. After dropping out of high school, he spent all day messing around outside.
Yan Wenzhong also regretted that he went out to work when his son was a teenager and had no time to educate him. Now that it has become like this, of course he can't just watch his son go on like this, so he asked someone to join a public institution.
It turned out that Yan Canghai bullied girls and got into fights at work. After he was fired, Yanwen Zhongshi had no choice. In the next two years, he followed a bunch of gangsters and fooled around in nightclubs all day long. The reason why he came today was because of the previous paragraph
Someone once offered 50 million to buy this house, but Yan Wenzhong refused to sell it to his death, so Yan Canghai came over every now and then to force his father to sell the house.
When Yan Wenzhong saw his son coming in, his face darkened and he said coldly: "What are you doing here!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Canghai sneered and said: "This is my home, why can't I come back? If you sell this place, I won't come back."
When Yan Wenzhong heard this, he immediately trembled with anger, glared at his useless son, and shouted: "You unfilial son, get out of here."
At this time, Yan Canghai's mother said a few words, but to no avail. She just sighed on the side.
Upon hearing this, Yan Canghai smiled and said: "I can get out, but look at when you sell this house. I don't want all the money. You can give me half, and I can take the other half to the coffin."
No problem, how are you?"
"Beast, what evil has happened to me, Yan Wenzhong, in my life? If I want to kill you, you piece of shit, get out of here!"
Yan Canghai sneered and said: "I am a dog, so you are not a dog. You should calm down. Your heart is not good. Once this house is sold, you and my mother can just buy a unit and move out. What a waste."
Okay, anyway, if you don’t tell me today, I will take out the things at home and sell them!”
"If you dare to take something out today, see if I don't break your legs!"
Yan Canghai snorted coldly, "Hey, the old man has a bad temper. Don't think that because you are my father, I am afraid of you. I still don't believe it today. You can break my legs when I pick up something."
As he spoke, Yan Canghai saw the clay pot on the table at a glance, and said to the two accomplices next to him: "Take this thing away from me!" These two people only had money in their eyes. When they saw that the clay pot must be valuable, they immediately
The two stepped forward to get it. At this time, Qin Fan came out and said, "Wait a minute!"
Ye Sha originally wanted to stop Qin Fan, but it was too late. She was afraid that Qin Fan would suffer because Yan Canghai had met many gangsters in the past few years while hanging out.
Upon hearing this, Yan Canghai glared at Qin Fan and said, "Who the hell are you? This is my family matter. Don't act blindly."
Qin Fan frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "This is your family matter. Logically speaking, I shouldn't care about it, but as a son, you are too bastard."
"Damn it, it's none of your business whether I'm a bastard or not."
Qin Fan shook his head and said, "I won't hit you now for Yan Lao's sake. If you dare to curse again, I won't mind letting you taste the feeling of being beaten."
Yan Wenzhong was also worried that Qin Fan would suffer a loss, so he waved his hand and said: "Xiao Fan, I understand your intentions. Who gave me such a bad obstacle!"
Yan Canghai has been hanging out for a long time, and no one dares to talk to him like this. When he heard Qin Fan say this, he became furious, pointed at Qin Fan and cursed: "I'm just going to scold you, what can you do..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Yan Canghai's howl of pain. Qin Fan pinched the opponent's wrist and looked at it coldly. He then raised his hand and slapped Yan Canghai directly on the face.
Yan Canghai was surprised as he touched his sore cheek, glared at Qin Fan and roared: "Damn it, I'll kill you!"
As he spoke, he punched Qin Fan. Qin Fan ducked his head, raised his hand and slapped Yan Canghai again. Qin Fan raised his leg and kicked Yan Canghai down.
Falling to the ground, Yan Canghai clutched his stomach, his face twisted, and said to his two accomplices: "Come on, kill this kid!"