Han Wenxue didn't plan to hold on to Chen Yi's little whip, but when she thought of Luo Yan, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss and bitterness in her heart, so she found an excuse to vent her resentment to Chen Yi.

She is also very curious about this Guanyin statue, usually it is Chen Yi's object, and then let herself buy it, this time he didn't care about being targeted, and took it personally, there must be something wrong here.

Seeing that the topic was successfully shifted, Chen Yi hurriedly pulled the reluctant Han Wenxue to a corner and tinkered with the statue of Guanyin.

Han Wenxue saw that Chen Yi had turned the Guanyin statue upside down and was hitting the bottom of the lotus platform hard, and she didn't understand what he was going to do.

Chen Yidao: "You, good things are inside." ”

As he spoke, he had opened the mud-sealed base, and a rotting musty smell came to his face.

Chen Yi carefully took out the substance that had rotted into powder and took it out little by little.

Han Wenxue herself has a slight cleanliness habit, and when she saw these black things, she involuntarily took two steps back and asked, "What is this? Why do you put these things in the stomach of Guanyin Statue, isn't it disrespectful to her?"

Chen Yi shook his head and said: "This is not disrespect to Guanyin Bodhisattva, these are five grains, and it is very sincere to worship the Bodhisattva with five grains, so I pray for the Bodhisattva to bless the five grains with a good harvest and good weather." ”

Han Wenxue's face was slightly better when she heard that these moldy things were grains, not other messy things.

After Chen Yi cleaned most of the grains, he took out a small bowl from inside.

The bowl was stained with some rotten grain crumbs, but it couldn't hide its beauty.

Although Han Wenxue has not studied much antique porcelain, she has been by Chen Yi's side these days, and she has seen a lot of good things, and her vision has also been improved to a certain extent.

Chen Yi rinsed it with mineral water and restored its original brilliance.

The size of a small bowl is about seven or eight centimeters, the outer wall is painted with a rooster with a long crow, and there is a hen with a few chicks looking for food next to the rooster, fresh and elegant, lifelike, vivid image, full of interest.

"What is this?"

Han Wenxue only felt that this small tea bowl was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it, but she believed that with the popularity of ancient Chinese porcelain overseas, as well as the quality of the small bowl, it must be worth a lot.

As for whether this small bowl is genuine, she doesn't have to worry about it at all, the things that Chen Yi has received in the past few days have not yet appeared eye-catching.

"I don't know, this thing is so small, can it be sold for money?"

Chen Yi doesn't know what this small bowl is, don't be close to the antique world, but his understanding of antiques is really not as good as Han Wenxue, a high-achieving student who studies garden design, after all, people have been in contact with a lot of ancient buildings, and they also have a certain understanding of these decorative playthings porcelain.

It was entirely because of his divine will that he could see the spirit that he found that this Guanyin statue had something in his stomach, so he was deceived and bought it.

"It should be worth more than 30,000 yuan, but I can't lose it anyway. ”

Han Wenxue was no longer surprised by Chen Yi's strange appearance that he could find treasures but didn't know them.

She still couldn't figure out that this thing knew nothing about antiques, it was no different from a straw bale, but it always unexpectedly found good things out of a pile of rags.

Han Wenxue also asked Chen Yi how he did it, and if there were any skills, he was careful with this product, and always used the sentence "Heavenly secrets must not be leaked"

The words of the god stick came to send things away.

At first, she was sulking for a while about this matter, but Chen Yi didn't tell her, indicating that he was not at ease with her and did not treat her as his own.

But when she remembered that Luo Yan might not even know that Chen Yi had made a fortune in the antique world, she was happy for no reason.

Just like a pair of chess opponents, a chess player who has repeatedly lost and fight, suddenly has a game to seize the opportunity to win, although he knows that he must not be the opponent of the other party, but the joy in his heart can not be suppressed.

The two of them held a small tea bowl and stared at each other for a long time, but they didn't study anything.

In the antique shop, Chen Yi is completely illiterate, Han Wenxue is slightly better, but he can only be regarded as semi-illiterate if he dies, what can he do?

"We can't figure it out, and if we accidentally break it, we can't say, let's go, find someone who knows how to do it. ”

Chen Yi has a very good mentality, he will never pretend to understand if he doesn't understand, no one understands everything, and he is no exception.

Although he has a high attainment in feng shui divination, he is no different from a primary school student in other fields, so he is ashamed to ask others for advice when he encounters things he doesn't understand.

Even in terms of feng shui divination, he doesn't think that he is invincible in the world, not to mention, just the person who nailed the dragon vein with the blood of a girl, and Liu Dajun, a professor at East China University, are much stronger than him in some aspects.

"Are you going to find Boss Wu? he's been very busy lately, I don't know if he has time."

, Han Wenxue also had the same idea.

"Since he's busy, don't bother him"

, Chen Yi didn't think about going to find Wu Fatzi at all, the female salesmen in his store gave him a headache, if he went over with Han Wenxue again, maybe there would be some chaos again.

"Who's that for?"

Han Wenxue didn't know if Chen Yi had any other friends in the antique world who could help.

Chen Yi smiled: "Go to that old man, didn't he think about him last time when he said that there were good things?"

"You mean to find Liu Changchun?"

Han Wenxue's eyes lit up, this person would definitely be recognized, but he was still a little worried, "We have only dealt with him once, isn't it good to come to the door so boldly, do you want to prepare some gifts?"

"Bring a fart gift, that old guy received Zhang Xu's "Four Ancient Poems" last time, don't have a lot of money, but he will definitely earn more, let's not ask him for a gift, it's already considered to be giving him face. ”

Han Wenxue thought about it, if he only made 108,000 yuan, he didn't need to spend almost 20 million yuan, he might be able to earn a few million more as soon as he changed hands.

"Yes, his shop is in the Yaowang Temple, don't ask him to find anyone. ”

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Han Wenxue has been inseparable from Chen Yi these days, and she was unconsciously affected by this magic stick, and slowly leaned closer to the direction of the goddess from a kind girl.

Decades later, when Han Wenxue repented, it was too late, and he could only educate his children: My mother was young and ignorant at the time, and she got on your father's thief ship, you can't learn from your scheming liar father, otherwise you will become a little god.

Without mentioning it, the two made up their minds and found his shop, Qin Han Pavilion, according to the address left by Liu Changchun at that time.

Qin Han Pavilion is the largest shop in Yaowang Temple, covering an area of four or five the size of ordinary shops.

When Chen Yi and Han Wenxue went in, Liu Changchun was drinking tea with a ten-year-old girl, and the two were chatting happily.

After Chen Yi entered, he sat down next to him and peeked at the woman, with a hint of Liu Changchun's shadow in her demeanor, and besides, it should be his granddaughter.

"Xiao Chen, you're not kind, I heard that you have received a lot of good things in the antique street recently, why don't you send one to me, are you afraid that my old man will have less money for you?"

When the old man saw Chen Yi, he blew his beard and glared.

Chen Yi felt that he was worried just now, and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, old man, how can my few rags get into your eyes, don't you just receive a good thing, and I will come to you immediately and let you decide what it is." ”

As soon as Liu Changchun's old face was exposed, he knew that this kid would definitely come over when he encountered something he didn't know.

"Haha, such a coincidence, Master Chen is also there?"

Just as Chen Yi took out the small bowl, Bai Zongliang walked in with Mitsui.

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