Bu Zhenyun looked at Jiang Ling with a surprised expression: "Crisp, the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking is indeed very crisp." ”

"Ouch, this dish must not be a real antique, otherwise Prince Fang will not be able to afford to lose his family. ”

Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said to Bu Zhenyun: "Take a look at the broken facet and identify the authenticity." ”

"You, who are you scaring about!" Fang Yun swallowed his saliva and hesitated a little.

The sound of these dishes breaking is indeed very abnormal, the sound of ordinary people eating bowls is very muffled, but these dishes are extremely crisp.

Could it really be an antique, right? Fang Yun was shocked, impossible, who would use an antique to eat? That plate was still stained with sauerkraut! It was definitely an ordinary bowl for a few yuan a piece.

That kid in Jiangling is cheating on me, I must not lose my temper, lest he see him as a joke.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun snorted lightly, his gaze becoming more determined.

In curiosity, Bu Zhenyun bent down to pick up a piece of fragment and put it under the light to carefully identify it, and was immediately shocked.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Fang Yun suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"It's genuine," Bu Zhenyun looked at Jiangling in surprise, "In the cross-section of this fragment, the clay is delicate and grainy, and there is no sealing glaze applied by modern means, but it is sealed by the unique firing method of ancient times." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fang Yun, and his tone was heavy: "If I'm not mistaken, this is indeed produced by the Hongwuguan kiln of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"What!" Fang Yun couldn't calm down, his face changed wildly.

With the relationship between him and Bu Zhenyun, there is no need for Bu Zhenyun to lie to him.

The dishes used for eating in Gangneung are really antiques, is there any mistake!

Bu Feiyan, who was lying in the medicine barrel, was also very surprised, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the broken dishes on the ground.

Are those antiques?

Her face suddenly changed a lot, because she had also eaten with those dishes during the few days she had been healing here in Gangneung.

"Young Master Fang Yun was so irritable that he broke my entire set of dishes and plates, a total of 6 pieces, but they were all antiques. ”

Gangneung dried his hands, sat down calmly, lifted the teapot and poured a glass of water.

"How much money, I'll pay you, isn't it money, even antiques have a price, I'm not short of money." ”

Fang Yun snorted with a cold face, this time he admitted it, who would have thought that Jiangling would eat with antiques.

"Okay, I don't want you much, give me a total of 200 million. ”

"200 million?" Fang Yun glared, gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you grab it, think I haven't touched antiques? The porcelain of the Ming Dynasty is not worth that money at all, 2 million is about the same, and 200 million is still 200 million." ”

"Heh," Jiang Ling smiled, "almost all the antiques are unearthed from the underground of the burial place, and after the erosion of the soil, the glaze on the surface of those antiques has been eroded, and there will be different degrees of change. ”

"But my set is original, even after nearly a thousand years of good preservation, such a collection, the valuation of 200 million is not much. ”

With Gangneung's means, it would be too simple to perfectly preserve some porcelain.

He lived so long that as long as he preserved the things of the present generation, he would be a priceless treasure thousands of years later.

So if you calculate it carefully, the richest man Yu Hongchang's property is really not worth mentioning in front of Jiangling.

"Well," Bu Zhenyun nodded repeatedly, "That's right, I do want this price." ”

He looked at the debris all over the ground, and he was also a little distressed.

"200 million!" Fang Yun was annoyed and ashamed, grabbed the teapot on the table and wanted to smash Jiangling.

"That's the cloisonne of the Ming Dynasty, exclusive to the royal family, one cloisonne is worth ten official kilns, if you can afford it, smash it." ”

Gangneung calmly picked up the cup and took a sip.

"You!" Fang Yun was so aggrieved that his chest was tight and short of breath, he put down the teapot and retreated depressedly.

"200 million, I'll pay you. ”

His body was trembling, 200 million was not a small amount of money for his family, if his father knew about it, he would have to be killed.

Bu Zhenyun saw that Fang Yun was emotional, and he couldn't stand it, so he said to Jiang Ling: "I will pay you this money on behalf of Fang Yun, I hope you don't care." ”

As he spoke, he was about to take the check, but Gangneung waved his hand and refused.

"No need, how can I be as knowledgeable as a child, I'm not short of this money, forget it. I told him that way to warn him, so that he would not get into trouble in the future because of his rough hands and feet. ”

"Thank you, little brother. Bu Zhenyun smiled at him.

Fang Yun was so aggrieved that he was home, but he had nothing to say, and he was teased.

Gangneung drank the water from the cup, stood up and opened the cupboard, and took out three sets of porcelain wrapped in tin foil.

"As I promised before, here are three sets of porcelain with different patterns, and you accept it, which is a little respect for me. ”

Bu Zhenyun opened it and looked at it, and suddenly his color changed: "I can't help it, these porcelains are so perfectly preserved, each set is priceless, this gift is too valuable, I can't accept it." ”

"It's okay, you can take it, I have a lot of it at home. ”

As soon as these words came out, Bu Zhenyun, Bai Qingsong, and they were all petrified.

Who would have thought that Gangneung would live in such a dilapidated community and have such an amazing fortune!

Especially Bai Qingsong and Bu Zhenyun, the two people felt the deepest.

Bu Zhenyun sighed and was about to speak, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and an old man with a thick breath and an indifferent face walked in.

"Uncle Zeng, you're finally here. As soon as Fang Yun saw him, his eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately greeted him.

"Third uncle. Bu Zhenyun also shouted respectfully.

Bu Feiyan also lay in the medicine barrel and shouted Uncle Zeng.

This old man is the Congenital Great Perfection in Bu Zhenyun's secret room, and he was seriously injured when he forcibly cultivated immortal arts.

"Uncle Zeng, why did you come, I was bullied to death. Fang Yun hurriedly poured bitter water on him.

And the old man's face was solemn: "This time the matter is very important, I just went to the outside of the community to lay out a formation to isolate fluctuations, and now if anything happens inside us, the outside will not know." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to lay out the formation, and no one from the outside world will find out how we torture Jiangling at that time. ”

Fang Yun exclaimed excitedly: "Uncle Zeng, it's this kid, his mouth full of rhetoric has confused them, and he also injured Bu Feiyan, you must teach him a hard lesson." ”

Standing beside the old man, his face was full of pride.

He is Bu Feiyan's fiancé, and he must have followed Bu Feiyan to call this old man's great-uncle, the great-uncle of the congenital great consummation, which is also an important reason why his Fang family is willing to marry the Bu family.

Looking at Jiang Ling, he couldn't help but snort coldly, with the presence of the Grandmaster of the Congenital Great Perfection, Jiang Ling could bear it.

However, at this time, the old man glanced at Bu Zhenyun and asked softly, "Is that him?"

Bu Zhenyun nodded solemnly.

Immediately after, in Fang Yun's shocked gaze, the old man walked up to Jiang Ling, took the courtesy of a disciple, and bowed respectfully to him: "I have fully understood the guidance that my predecessors secretly gave me, and the grace of saving my life is unforgettable." ”

This bow stunned everyone in the room, including Bu Zhenyun and Bu Feiyan, who also stared at the old man in surprise.

Bu Zhenyun didn't know what was going on, the third uncle suddenly found him and asked who helped him sort out his condition, and after learning that it was Jiangling, he said that he wanted to see him immediately.

It just so happened that Bu Zhenyun also wanted to find Jiangling because of Bu Feiyan's illness, so he took this third uncle with him casually.

Who would have thought that an old man in his 100s would bow to Gangneung as soon as he entered the house? What happened? This is the question that everyone has in their hearts.

But Jiang Ling's heart was like a mirror, he glanced at the old man, and asked softly, "Have you understood the direction of those tendons?"

"I have understood that I have successfully figured out the path to the Yudan period. The old man was a little excited, and his voice trembled.

"Third Uncle, what are you talking about!" Bu Zhenyun's eyes widened in shock, "Are you saying that you have already created a cultivation technique for the Dan Formation Period?"

"Season, oh my God!"

Bu Feiyan and Fang Yun were all shocked and inexplicable.

Jiang Ling, on the other hand, leaned out his spiritual sense and swept around, and found that his injuries were indeed all healed, and the several chaotic veins in his body were all corrected, and the internal strength was endless.

"That's right," Jiang Ling nodded with satisfaction, "You can see the hint I left you in such a short period of time, and use this to explore the cultivation method of the Yudan stage, your talent is the best I've seen in 500 years." ”

Listening to Jiang Ling's words, Bu Feiyan and Fang Yun were all messy, this guy's tone is too big, what are you pretending to be!

However, the old man was even more excited, and the next scene made the people in the room unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

He knelt on his knees, knelt respectfully in front of Jiangling, and kowtowed to him very solemnly: "The master is above, and I am worshiped by the disciple, please accept me as an apprentice!"