Chapter 80: The Leaders Gather

"Brother, have you picked up the baby again?" When she got home, Zhang Qian immediately asked happily. She was so happy with everything here. I never thought that I would have the opportunity to live in these high-end places.

Today, they're going crazy. Later, Xiaowei came back and joined in and got along very well.

"Big brother, we have your food!" Xiaowei also spoke.

"Hehe! I've got a treasure, you can take a look. Didn't you call you? Don't leave my food, I've eaten at someone else's house. Yang Fan smiled bitterly.

A few girls opened the calligraphy and paintings, and the words looked very eye-catching, but no one could really appreciate them.

"Brother Yang, how much is this painting worth?" asked Xu Yixin.

Asking like this can better reflect the value of a thing, and they can't know just by appreciating it.

"Generally speaking, Liu Gongquan's characters are inscriptions that are more valuable, and they can usually be sold for four or five million. In the form of an ancient painting, it is slightly cheaper, and this one should be worth two or three million. Yang Fan gave a more rational analysis.

When the others heard this, they were shocked. They are outsiders, they don't know the market, and they've heard that some antique auctions are crazy. But such a word, there are only dozens of words on it, and it is worth millions.

"Antiques are so lucrative. Song Yujing couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that everyone else nodded, Yang Fanqiang smiled and said, "Then you have to look at some antiques." Some are also antiques, but they are not worth much. For example, some stone tools of primitive societies are also antiques and very old, but the collection value is not high, so they are not valuable. ”

This explanation was understandable to everyone, and they nodded thoughtfully.

The next day, Yang Fan still did not accompany them and let them move freely. He himself was called out by Hu Wei.

"Damn! The Cold Moon Knife was also born. As soon as he opened his mouth, the first thing was a foul mouth that could not be shaken, and it was really the characteristic of that guy.

"Have you seen it?" Yang Fan looked at Hu Wei and Liang Mingjian.

"Alas, don't talk about it, let's have a drink before we talk. Liang Mingjian said.

The two of them went straight over early in the morning, and went to Huang Shiquan's house to see the legendary Cold Moon Knife, which was really extraordinary, and the magic was no worse than Hu Wei's holy jade plate.

These two guys looked greedy! They almost didn't cover their faces and robbed, anyway, they were very depressed.

So, the two called Yang Fan out and drank together to relieve their boredom. Of course, this idea was proposed by Liang Mingjian, a drunkard, and if he hadn't drunk for a day, this guy would have an itchy throat.

Yang Fan didn't expect that the news would spread so quickly, and overnight, it seemed to spread all over the antique world.

In addition, last night he confessed to the imitation. His teacher Jia Lao attaches great importance to it, and he also arrived in Dengfeng City today. One is to see the Cold Moon Knife, and the other is a matter of imitation.

"Fuck! Hu Wei said.

In the past, there were still few people who were harmed by imitations, and some of the people who collected a few more pieces were almost bankrupt. A good piece of porcelain, tens of millions, get a few pieces, you can simply hang it.

"Yang Fan, I heard that you found that imitation, it's amazing! I can't see it. Liang Mingjian took a sip first, and then praised Yang Fan.

"It's just a fluke, I realized that something was wrong at the time, so I took a serious look. Yang Fan said modestly.

At this time, many people gathered in Huang Shiquan's home, as if it was a large collection of ancient players, collectors from all over the world, and so on. After admiring the Cold Moon Knife, everyone was amazed, there was nothing strange in this world.

In addition, for the other ten famous knives, pay attention.

Jia Lao checked the imitation, and was quite satisfied, as well as a hint of pride. The imitation of the fierce name, everyone in the antique world knows, but more than ninety percent of the people are eye-catching, only the master of the master, can see the authenticity.

But Yang Fan gave him a surprise, and he even saw it. It can be seen how careful this disciple is, which is what he appreciates the most.

"This guy was found by him to be a genius. An old man with messy hair said.

This person is also a master in the antique world, known as the sixth master, one of the two masters of the capital, and is good at appreciating wood carvings. As long as it is wood, he can tell its essence when he takes it in his hand, looks at it a few times, smells it, and smells it.

"You're a good girl, too. By the way, where did that girl go? I didn't even make do with this kind of occasion? I haven't seen her for a while. Jia Lao said with a smile.

The girl in his mouth is the granddaughter of the sixth child, and this old guy has put a lot of effort into that granddaughter. That girl is also talented and sensitive to antiques.

"Haha! If my guess is right, I'm sure I'm going to rob the grave again. Another old man said.

This old man is dressed in a Tang costume, full of energy, with swollen eyes, and a very majestic appearance, which ordinary people dare not look at directly.

He is one of the Taishan in the antique world, and the former head of the Palace Museum, called Tang Sancai, the identification of porcelain is very powerful, how powerful the imitation is, but in his eyes, there is still nothing to hide.

Speaking of this, the sixth master's old face darkened. That stinky girl is good at everything, the only bad thing is that she is keen on tomb robbing, she can't see anyone all day long, and she takes her team to search for graves all over the world. The girl's family, what is not good to play, ran to rob the tomb, it really him off.

"Tang Sancai, you better be careful when you say this, be careful that girl runs to dig your ancestral grave. Jia Lao reminded.

Sure enough, Tang Sancai didn't dare to say anything more, who didn't know the horror of that female demon?

Don't underestimate the courage of that girl, even the ancestral grave of her own family, people who can run to study it for a few days, will they care about other people's ancestral graves?

"The sixth is right, you old boy picked up a big bargain and found such a good heir. Tang Sancai hurriedly changed the topic.

Several of them have found someone to inherit the mantle. Several people have been fighting for most of their lives, and they can't tell the difference. Next, it's a matter of seeing whose successor is more powerful.

"Amitabha! Huang Shi is a great good, this is indeed the relics of the holy monks, it is really a great blessing for the Buddha to be able to take refuge in Buddhism, and the Buddha will bless you. A bald monk spoke in a Buddhist tone.

"This old monk is talking again. The sixth master said speechlessly.

The kind-hearted monk is the master of the lonely lamp, and he has a lot of dealings with Huang Shiquan. Therefore, I got a string of relics and hurriedly contacted him.

After the identification of the master of the lonely lamp, this is undoubtedly the relics of the holy monk, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"The master is gracious. If Yang Fan hadn't found out, I might have thrown it in the corner. Huang Shiquan was not stingy and said two good words to Yang Fan.

When Jia Lao heard this, he felt comfortable.

"That kid, it seems to be very demonic!" Tang Sancai frowned.

Brothers who haven't collected it yet, collect it!