With the bearer card of the Bank of Zurich in his arms, Long Leiyan walked out of the jewelry store, and there was a knife in the card that was equivalent to one billion Huaxia coins according to the foreign exchange rate of the day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info on Aston Martin, he's going to meet the second person.

Zhengyang Street, as the name suggests, looks like a thoroughfare, but in fact it is just a small alley. Just like the famous basket market street in the capital is a snack street, Zhengyang Street is a street of teahouses, and there are all kinds of teahouses and teahouses on both sides of the street.

The guests of these teahouses have their own unique circles, for example, the antique shops will be concentrated in a certain teahouse, and the real estate shops will be in a certain teahouse, and over time these various communication circles have been formed. In the morning, there are many people here, and once it is past lunchtime, the guests will become busy here.

The second person to meet is the owner of one of the teahouses, Feng Erye.

Zhengyang Street is also a pedestrian street, Long Leiyan found a parking lot and parked the car, walked to a three-storey small building imitating the Tang Dynasty, and the lintel was hung with a plaque on the book 'Tang Feng Tea Workshop' four big characters painted with gold.

The entrance was empty, the gate was closed, and it seemed that it had not yet opened. Long Leiyan pushed the door and entered the lobby, only to see a few young girls in Tang costumes in the corner, gathered around a root carved tea table, listening to a middle-aged man in his fifties telling a story.

Long Leiyan got closer and realized that it was not a story, the man was telling the fortune of one of the girls, blowing like a river in the sky, he was holding a girl's small hand in his hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and the old god was there: "The dark clouds cover the shadows, and the night accompanies the pedestrians who are busy with themselves; ”

The young girl shook her arms and said, "Mr. Feng, are you good at talking about people?" People don't understand!"

The wind boss opened his eyes, turned the girl's palm around, patted the back of her hand with a snap, and said, "Naughty, no big or small, next time I'll beat your ass like this!

Mr. Feng finally saw Long Leiyan, who was getting closer and closer, stood up and said, "This master, I looked at your face very much, is it the first time to come?"

The girl who told the fortune stayed to greet Long Leiyan, and the other girls scattered and went their separate ways.

Long Leiyan took a lot of pictures of this Mr. Feng, who was in his fifties, not tall, with a dark complexion, his hair was combed upward, he was smooth and meticulous to the touch, and his small eyes like jujube kernels were shining, and he looked very shrewd.

"My surname is Long, and I am a friend of Wang Xueyan!" Wang Xueyan is Wang Bo's external name, which can also be said to be his stage name on the road.

Mr. Feng suddenly laughed, took Long Leiyan's hand very enthusiastically, and said: "Xiao Wang's friend, I remember, I remember that we talked on the phone, I didn't expect you to enter Beijing so soon, go to my office and sit down!"

After that, he led Long Leiyan upstairs, the wooden stairs under his feet creaked, and there were rows of private rooms in the deep corridor on the second floor, and the two of them went up to the third floor, there were only two doors on this floor, one of which was locked, it seemed that it should be a warehouse or something, and the other was a red wooden door, and there were three or nine brass door nails on it, which looked ancient.

Opening the red wooden door, Mr. Feng turned sideways and asked Long Leiyan to go first. The furnishings in the room are very simple, a set of wooden federal chairs, a coffee table, a desk, two chairs, and there are no famous calligraphy and paintings on the walls, but two maps hanging.

"Sit down, sit down and let's talk, what kind of tea does Mr. Long like to drink? Don't look at me as a teahouse, but I like to drink ointment, why don't you have some too?"

The two of them sat in the federal chair, and Long Leiyan really didn't know what the paste was. This name sounds very suspenseful, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it is the end of tea, and the tea shop mixes the remaining foundations together and takes a beautiful name.

"Whatever you drink, I'll do whatever you want. "Actually, Long Lei Yan also wanted to see what this paste was.

When the teacup was handed to Long Leiyan, he looked inside, only to feel that it was chaotic and couldn't see four, five or six, the fragrance was relatively strong, but it felt very mixed, both the fragrance of tea and the strong fragrance of flower tea, he took a sip and almost spewed out. I secretly scolded this Feng Erye in my heart for being enough for his mother, entertaining guests to drink tea leaves, it seems that you have to be careful when doing business with this guy.

Mr. Feng held the teacup like a sweet taste, put on a very enjoyable look, and said: "This paste is broken, to be honest, the price is not high, but the taste is enough, especially in the summer, come to a big bowl, quench your thirst! Mr. Long, do you have the fragrance of Longjing in your tasting......

Long Lei Yan said in his heart, I tasted your sister, got a mouthful of tea leaves and a wool yarn! I didn't have time to be blind to this kind of person, and immediately said straight to the point: "Mr. Feng, I came this time because I wanted to make a move because I had something in my hand, do you think you can find a way out?"

As he spoke, Long Leiyan took the bag on his back and put it on the coffee table. When I entered Beijing this time, I didn't have any large luggage on my body, and all my things were placed in Wei'er's five-dimensional space, and I took out some of them before coming to the teahouse and put them in my small bag.

Mr. Feng laughed secretly in his heart, the young man just couldn't hold his breath, didn't he make it clear that he asked me to take advantage, and immediately didn't talk nonsense, and opened the backpack on the coffee table. There were three things inside, a silver dollar, a small vase the size of a palm, and a dollar bill.

After reading the things, Mr. Feng frowned, smashed his mouth and said: "This pastel fine-necked plum vase, it's not bad, can you buy some money about 100,000, gold bricks, I can collect it at the price of 201 grams, as for Yuan Datou, this thing is all over the street, it's not worth much, is this the thing you said, Mr. Long?"

This porcelain vase is one of the large number of antiques that Wanbo Road found out of the little devil's shop at that time, these things don't need to be asked, they must be scavenged by the little devil in the country, and even the people's fat and people's paste plundered during the war, Long Leiyan decided to sell them all, and it is better to let the little devil get it back to the island country in the hands of the folk collectors.

The gold bricks and silver dollars were found in the authentic warehouse, and these things were a pile of waste in their hands, and it was better to exchange them for cash, but the price given by Feng Er Ye was too low, even if Long Leiyan was mentally prepared to be slaughtered, he was taken aback.

Now the price of gold in the market fluctuates around more than 400 grams, and these gold bricks can be collected as collectibles, and Feng Er Ye only gives 200 yuan a gram, which is more ruthless than cutting the waist!

Putting the things back into the small bag, Long Leiyan stood up with a smile and said: "These are just samples, the goods in my hand are more than a thousand times more than these, but the price you gave is too outrageous, I think we can't do this business, yes, delay you a lot of time, I say goodbye, thank you for the tea!"