"Hey, I said uncle, you can't just help each other talk because you're all from the city, right?"

The fat man glanced at the old man on the hospital bed next to him with some dissatisfaction, and said, "My brother was hit by him and can't move until now, I just let him pay for medicine and nutrition, isn't it too much?"

"Not too much, not too much, that's not what I said......"

After hearing the fat man's indignant words, the old man laughed, shook his head and said: "If you bump into others, you will naturally want to treat people, but what he said is also a little reasonable, those who do antique business often do not have much spare money in their hands, but once they open, they can eat ...... for several years."

"I don't care about those, anyway, my brother needs money for medical treatment......" The fat man twisted his neck, in his opinion, the old man was talking to the driver.

"Fatty, how can you talk to your uncle?"

Although Fang Yi was still weak at this time, it was much better than just now, and he struggled to put the pillow up and sit higher, and said, "I don't need to pay the deposit or something, it should be fine in a few days......

Just now, Yun Gong walked in his body for a small week, Fang Yi already felt a lot better, he believed that if he cultivated for a few more days, he should be able to recover, and the soreness and numbness on his body now may just be a kind of self-protection for the musculoskeletal body when it is hit by a car.

"Little brother, I really don't have any cash on hand......"

Hearing Fang Yi say this, Man Jun was a little embarrassed, pointed to the brocade box in his right hand with his left hand, and said: "I originally had a little cash on hand, but I have replaced it with this thing, and I will have money as soon as I turn around, no, I will subsidize you for some nutrition expenses at that time, what do you think?"

Originally, Man Jun wanted to lock this Tang Bohu's fan into the safe, but when he was on the way, he received a phone call that an old customer wanted to see something, so Man Jun took it with him again, and planned to go to the customer after leaving the hospital.

"No need, 20,000 yuan is enough, it's already a big deal for this big brother......"

Fang Yi shook his head, he didn't have any concept of money before going down the mountain, but after knowing that the fat man hadn't saved a penny for half a year, Fang Yi knew that 20,000 yuan was a lot of money.

And this time the car accident, the driver is certainly responsible, but the fat man standing in the middle of the road to stop the car is also very dangerous, so Fang Yi doesn't want to embarrass the middle-aged man in front of him, after all, Taoism is also good to people.

"Oh, the little brother is really sensible......" The Manchu army has been busy for most of the day today, and finally heard a heartwarming word, and what Fang Yi said was still so sincere, listening to it can be regarded as the Manchu army of the old rivers and lakes, and he almost burst into tears.

"I don't have to say, this is my business card, you take it first, and when I turn around, I will sell this thing, and I will come over and ...... immediately",

Man Jun took out a business card and put it on Fang Yi's bedside, he could see that these people should all be from the countryside, but it seems that they have lived in the city for a while, and they belong to the kind of people who are difficult to disembark, and they can understand this matter so well, Man Jun is still very satisfied.

"Hey, I said, what's in that box, can you show me the old man?" Just as the Manchu army was about to leave, the old man in the hospital bed next to him suddenly called out to him.

"Hmm, uncle, do you want to see this thing from me?" Hearing the old man's words, Man Jun hesitated a little, because he didn't want to show this thing to the other party.

You must know that although the Manchu army opened an antique shop in Chaotian Palace, in fact, the things that the store can sell are very limited, and they can't even earn back the rent money for a year.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, people who do antique business do not like to show the good things in their hands to some ordinary people who do not know how to do it, because they can't understand and won't buy it, and sometimes it will cause damage to antiques.

"What's inside, young man?"

Seeing the hesitation of the Manjun, the old man smiled, took out a rosewood bracelet and a pair of white gloves from under the pillow, and a very delicate thing the size of a thumb cylinder, and said: "I know the rules, I won't damage your object, take it and take a look......"

"Oh, so you're always a player?" Seeing the old man's actions, Man Jun shouted a little exaggeratedly, but this time he didn't postpone it any longer, but put the wooden box in his hand on the old man's bed.

After working in the antique shop for all these years, the Manchu Army naturally knows that the red sandalwood bracelet played by the old man is a kind of cultural play, and the cultural play is born from the four treasures of the antique study room derived from a variety of utensils.

If the old man just took out the red sandalwood bracelet and gloves, Man Jun might not be willing to show him Tang Bohu's fan, but after seeing the thumb-sized cylindrical thing, Man Jun's face changed, because he knew this thing, which was a microscopic magnifying glass.

There are many tools to identify antiques, but to say that the most common is naturally a magnifying glass, but the Manjun can see at a glance that the magnifying glass that the old man took out is not something that can be seen on the market, but is used by professionals, and this magnifying glass alone costs seven or eight thousand yuan, and it cannot be bought in China.

The reason why Man Jun knows him is because he also has one, which he bought with gritted teeth when he traveled to Hong Kong Island last year, and after he came back, he showed off in the circle of peers, and he gained a lot of envious eyes, and he immediately felt tall.

"Well, this box is also a few years old, it was made of red sandalwood in the Republic of China, and it is worth a little money......" The old man did not open the box first, but picked up the wooden box and looked at it, and after giving a comment, he opened the box.

"Uncle, take a look at this object and see if I have taken any medicine?"

Hearing the old man say the material of the wooden box in one bite, Man Jun couldn't help but smile on his face, most of the wood things belong to the category of cultural toys, and they are not worth much money in the years when cultural toys have just emerged, so there are few people who pay attention, and the old man can recognize it at a glance, and he is indeed a connoisseur.

In the antique shop, the Manchu army refers to the act of buying a fake as a genuine product and suffering a loss, and sometimes spending many times the price of the object itself to buy, which is often called taking medicine.

"Well, it's a fan?"

After opening the wooden box, the old man saw at a glance the yellowed fan with yellow cloth and silk folded together, his face suddenly became a little solemn, and his hands became more and more gentle, and he now understood why the other party was reluctant to show him things.

Knowledgeable people know that the ancient calligraphy and painting in the antique shop is the kind of expensive and not good at keeping, it is easy to damage, the fan is also a form of calligraphy and painting, and the folding fan in the box, it is even more difficult to keep.

"Hey, this ...... As soon as he opened the fan, the old man let out an exclamation, carefully placed the fan on the quilt, and then leaned over and took a magnifying glass to observe it carefully.

"It's an expert......" Seeing the old man's actions, Man Jun nodded secretly, the old man didn't look at the painting first but first looked at the inscription and the seal, which is definitely the expression of the expert.

"Hey, I said Boss Man, isn't this just a fan noodle?" The three guns next to him saw the old man's cautious appearance, and he was very puzzled, there are fans sold all over the street, as for the box?

"It's a fan, it's not fake, but it was drawn by ancient people, and it's now called an antique ......" Hearing the words of the three guns, the Manchu army couldn't help but smile and gave him a science popularization, and met an expert, Manchu Jun's mood was very good, just to let the other party help him identify it again.

"That'...... And how much is this thing worth?" the fat man on the side interjected, he knew that antiques were valuable, but he didn't know how much fat they were worth.

"It's very expensive......" Man Jun smiled, but he didn't say the price of this noodles, he was afraid that it would affect the old man's identification of things.

"If you say it, you don't say it......" The fat man pursed his lips when he heard this, and at this time, the old man also put down the magnifying glass in his hand and sat up straight.

"Uncle, how is it, do you see what's coming?" Man Jun didn't care about the fat man, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the old man.

To tell the truth, although the time for the Manchu army to enter the antique shop is not short, he is from a wild road, and he has not systematically learned the knowledge of antique identification.

"Tang Bohu's "Look at Meitu", I have seen such a painting of his......"

The old man nodded, and then said: "Whether it is from the inscription seal or the painting style paper, there is no doubt that this thing is genuine, young man, yes, how much did you receive this thing?"

"Hehe, it took a few counts...... Man Jun smiled, stretched out a slap, and said: "Although this fan is not worth a lot, it can't stand the reluctance of others to make a move, and it cost so much ......"

Man Jun is a businessman, so naturally he will not tell the truth about his purchase price, because the antique circle in Jinling is so big, if he says the low price, the next day the circle will know it, so Man Jun said a price that he wants to sell.

"Fifty thousand?"

Hearing the price quoted by the Manchu army, the old man raised his eyebrows, groaned, and said: "Although your price is a little expensive, but after that incident a few years ago, the price of Tang Bohu's works has risen, and 50,000 yuan is worth ......."

"Uncle, do you know about this, you are indeed an expert!" Man Jun stretched out his thumb at the old man, but the look of admiration on his face could be seen even by Fang Yi, who was lying on the hospital bed.

"Boss Man, what's the matter? What's the story here?" The fat man was itched by the conversation between the two, and when he heard that this thing was worth so much money, he couldn't wait to devote himself to the antique business.

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PS: I'm going to Shanghai today to attend the book launch, and I'll see you in Shanghai for those who have received the invitation!