After entering Anjia, as soon as Yang Bo entered the door, he felt that it was dark in front of him, the weather outside was sunny, and the sun was scorching, and he was stunned for a moment.

Raising his eyes and looking over, Yang Bo was shocked, is this a home in front of him? Is this a residence?

It's just a small museum!

Yang Bo raised his eyes and saw that they were all bookshelves, and in the squares of the bookshelves, there were different Tang San painted pottery figurines on display!

Yang Bo counted, and there were no less than five bookshelves in the living room! According to the calculation that each bookshelf could hold thirty pieces of Tang Sancai, there were more than one hundred and fifty pieces!

"There are five in the living room, two bookshelves in the master bedroom, and three bookshelves in the attic, a total of more than 400 pieces of Tang Sancai are stored, which is my father's life's work!" Mr. An said.

Liu Fatzi took two steps in the living room and had to be cautious, because the living room was only a dozen square meters, in addition to five bookshelves, there was also a small square table in the middle, four or five small stools, which looked like a dining table!

"Anyang, who's coming?"

An old voice came from inside the house!

An Yang replied: "Dad, I met two friends who know Tang Sancai yesterday and invited them to come over as guests!"

"Stinky boy, you're going to sell my baby again?"

With a scolding, Yang Bo saw an old man rushing out of the house!

Mr. An has gray hair, is almost eighty years old, walks a little staggered, and when he rushed out, his feet were unstable, and his son hurriedly ran over to help him!

Yang Bo and Liu Fatzi glanced at each other, both of them felt a little helpless, fascinated by this, it was really rare!

"Dad, no one sells your treasures, they are really guests. Anyang Road.

"Let go of your mother's stinky fart, yesterday I was missing a Tang Sancai horse warrior, you say, was it stolen out and sold by you?" Mr. An reprimanded.

An Yang was a little helpless, still quibbling, "Dad, it's really not me!"

"Can it still grow wings and fly on its own?" exclaimed the old man.

Anyang stopped talking.

Old Man An snorted coldly, turned to look at Yang Bo and the two, he frowned slightly, "If you want to buy Tang Sancai, then leave, antique dealers are not welcome here!"

Yang Bo smiled, "We didn't plan to buy Tang Sancai, but Mr. Anyang mentioned yesterday that you have a lot of Tang Sancai pottery figurines, and we made a special trip to take a look!"

Old Man An looked at Yang Bo and the two suspiciously, "Young people are the best at lying!"

Yang Bo smiled and didn't say much.

Old Man An snorted lightly, turned around and left, before leaving, he still didn't forget to turn around, staring at An Yang viciously, "Sell me another one, I'll let you get out!"

An Yang nodded hurriedly, "I won't sell it!"

When Mr. An entered the house, Yang Bo asked curiously, "How big is your house?"

"It's about sixty square meters, and the attic upstairs is full of bookshelves, so you can basically only turn around!"

Yang Bo was very surprised, shook his head and didn't say much, obviously, he had no other way to deal with an old stubborn like Mr. An!

Fat Liu looked at Yang Bo, "Let's go now?"

"Let's take a look. Yang Bodao.

Yang Bo stood in front of the bookshelf and began to observe carefully, there were a large number of Tang San painted pottery figurines placed here, each of which was genuine!

But in Yang Bo's opinion, the quality of these Tang Sancai is uneven, and even some have been damaged for the most part, and there are several fine pieces, such as the horse warriors sold in Anyang yesterday, which are considered to be first-class here!

Yang Bo pointed inside, "This is here?"

"This is my dad's bedroom!"

While speaking, An Yang took the initiative to open the bedroom door, "You can also come in and have a look." ”

Yang Bo stretched out his head to look inside the room, and saw that Old Man An was sitting on the edge of the bed, a desk was placed in front of him, and there was a Tang Sancai on the table, he had a cloth in his hand, and he was wiping it carefully!

Seeing Yang Bo come in, the old man glanced up, and lowered his head again to work.

As soon as Yang Bo entered the room, he felt a chill in the room, and the room was a little cold!

At this time, it was already June, and there was no air conditioning in the room, Yang Bo looked into the room and saw that the room was full of Tang Sancai, and there were even a lot of them on the ground.

The clothes were stacked on the bed, and there were only two pairs of shoes under the bed, a pair of broken sandals and a pair of cloth shoes!

After Liu Fatzi walked in, he was also stunned, this situation was obviously beyond his cognition!

Yang Bo glanced at Old Man An, "It's too cold here, I'm afraid it's not good to live for a long time!"

An Yang nodded and didn't say much.

Old Man An stood up, "You go out, you are not welcome here!"

Before Yang Bo could react, the old man suddenly fell on the bed and convulsed!

Yang Bo and Liu Fatzi looked at each other, not knowing what to do, Anyang had already rushed over, helped the old man up, took out the pill, and helped the old man take it!

After a while, Old Man An woke up leisurely.

Yang Bo didn't dare to speak more.

An Yang apologized: "I'm sorry, my dad has intermittent epilepsy, which scares you!"

Yang Bo wanted to say that he was really scared, but he just smiled.

Liu Fatzi hurriedly said: "It seems that the old man is not very convenient today, so let's leave it like this today, let's make an appointment next time!"

Yang Bo also nodded, he didn't want to stay here.

An Yang smiled, "Then I'll send two of you." ”

"No, no, you just take care of the old man. ”

The two hurriedly walked out of the room and went out of the building, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is simply crazy!" said Fat Liu.

Yang Bo agreed, "It's really crazy, collecting so many Tang Sancai, making home not home, and people are crazy!"

After a little hesitation, Yang Bo spoke: "I feel that he may have been influenced by Tang Sancai!"

"What do you say?" said Fat Liu.

"Tang Sancai is all funeral goods, after so many years, I don't know how many bacteria and viruses have been contaminated on it, and there is even yin qi, how cold that bedroom is, if you live in that kind of place for a long time, even if you are not sick, you will get sick!" Yang Bo said.

Fat Liu nodded, "I also feel this way, it's too cold inside!"

failed to achieve the goal, however, seeing this situation still made Yang Bo vigilant.

It is said that Mr. An has this mentality, which only collects good antiques, but does not play the role that antiques should have, so he is not a really rich person.

In fact, it is exactly like this, if Mr. An can take out a part of the collection for exchange and exchange, it can completely change the living conditions, and even be able to have more Tang Sancai, without circulation, you can't have it!