Mr. Wang carefully rubbed the bottle very carefully, and the expression on his face was very attentive and loving, as if what he was looking at now was not a cold porcelain, but his first love buried deep in his heart.

Fang Jing got goosebumps all over his body, touched his arm, and said, "Old gentleman, take a look, I still have something." ”

"You go and get your hands dirty." Mr. Wang waved his hand, not caring about the authentic words.

Fang Jing shouted: "Chi Chi, come and pour a cup of tea for the guests." ”

Ye Chi then ran upside down to serve tea and pour water for people, this kid is very clever, at a glance he knows that this bottle is about weird, anyway, there are not many guests, after paying the deposit to register, he gave the room card and basically went back to the room. Ye Chi squatted next to him to watch the excitement.

He has to take a good look at his brother, what if this bottle is an old and expensive thing, and one of them is taken away without paying attention?

Mr. Wang looked at it for a while, and seemed a little uneasy, so he instructed his assistant a few words, and a helper ran to the yard, opened the trunk of the car and brought a strange-looking instrument over. Mr. Wang took this instrument and swept back and forth on the plate porcelain several times, especially the bottom of the bottle, and swept and swept before finally nodding.

"Young man, where did this bottle come from?" Mr. Wang asked Ye Chi kindly.

Ye Chi immediately perked up, and made up a lot of stories about collectors who went to the countryside to pick up leaks, and found sky-high antiques and the like. He blinked his big round eyes and said, "I don't know, it's my brother's, I'll call him over." ”

His brother is a professional in cultural relics identification, and his vision is better than he doesn't know where it is, so he will not be deceived casually.

Although Fang Jing has been busy, he has been secretly paying attention to this side, and when he heard Ye Chi calling him, he came over slowly, took a small towel in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Chi pointed at Mr. Wang: "This old gentleman asked you about this broken vase." ”

Fang Jing frowned when he heard this, thinking to himself Little fool, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of things are treated as broken vases by you, Ye Xiaochi, this is how you will be in your life.

Although the porcelain collection has always been valued by the official kilns of the ancient Celestial Dynasty, especially the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, the price of Song Jialuo porcelain in ancient Siam is much inferior in comparison, but it is also a serious antique, right?! In the eyes of the Chinese people, Songjialuo porcelain is not valuable, but in the eyes of the Siamese people, it is the things of the ancestors, the meaning is different, and it is by no means a broken vase.

Thinking so in his heart, Fang Jing didn't show it at all.

He wiped the water stains on his hands with a hand towel, looking unexpected.

"Oh, this? This is when my father fished in his early years, he fished it from the sea, and the Songgalo porcelain on the Siamese side is not as expensive as the things unearthed by our ancestors. ”

When Mr. Wang heard this, he was happy, this little boss is still a knowledgeable person.

"No, my brother is a top student majoring in cultural relics appraisal at Haicheng University! Working at the Haicheng Museum. "Ye Chi is proud, proud.

Since it is a person in the circle, it is estimated that there is no big leakage, Mr. Wang simply saved the surface of the cold and noisy, and said: "The little boss is a knowledgeable person, this plate of branch carved amphora disc bottle, I preliminarily estimate that it is about the Song Jialuo porcelain of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, and the style of the Cizhou kiln is very similar, although it is genuine, but you also know that Song Jialuo porcelain has not been as popular as the ancient porcelain of the Tiantian Dynasty in China, I also feel fate, I originally wanted to go to the shipwreck site last time to see, but I met you here." 30,000, do you think this price is appropriate? I'll keep it if it's appropriate. ”

Ye Chi's eyes widened, his eyes turned around on the inconspicuous vase, and his mouth couldn't close a little.

Thirty thousand?!!!

What an expensive bottle!

Ye Chi immediately wanted to hold the bottle and not let go.

Fang Jing has a little understanding of the market of Song Jialuo porcelain, and the price of blue and white porcelain in China is far worse than that of the six major kilns, but an ordinary handicap bottle, although 30,000 yuan is a bit less, but it will be able to be sold. Of course, if it is sold to the Siamese, it is estimated that it will be a little more expensive, but who makes him urgently need the money now!

And he is not a reliable person, and he does not dare to sell it.

This Mr. Wang has even been praised by Professor Lu, at least in terms of character.

"30,000 is a bit less, add a little more, and I'll sell it for 40,000." Fang Jing said casually.

He is short of money now, and he can sell a little more.

Although Mr. Wang is not bad for money, but obviously a very cautious person, he said: "The price of Song Jialuo porcelain in China is not high, I can only preliminarily conclude that it is genuine, and I have to ask someone to palm it after I go back, if it is just ordinary folk porcelain, there is no collection value at all, I will lose." ”

He is a collector, but he is also a businessman, and he likes to collect treasures, and he has not waited for the idea of appreciating in the future, and no one wants to do the business of losing money.

Fang Jing smiled and took a step back: "Thirty-eight thousand, it can't be less, and if it's less, I'd rather keep it myself." If Mr. Wang is not at ease, I can ask my tutor to come and palm your eyes for you, he is a professor of cultural relics appraisal at Haida, surnamed Lu, Mr. Wang may still know him. ”

At the mention of Professor Lu, Mr. Wang was obviously more interested: "Are you a student of Lu Lao?" No wonder you understand the market so well. ”

He has a lot of collections that Professor Lu has a poisonous eye and rich experience, as long as he has seen it, there is basically no time to lose his eyes. There are several items in his collection room that Professor Lu has seen, and they have almost multiplied more than ten times in recent years.

Because of Professor Lu's relationship, the atmosphere suddenly improved a lot, and finally this engraved amphora handicap bottle was sold at a price of 36,000.

Fang Jing looked at the bank account information sent on his mobile phone, and he was in a particularly happy mood.

They are a fishing village, fishermen go out to sea to fish, sometimes it is normal to catch some strange things, Fang Jing has been covering and refusing to take things out before, mainly worried about the gang of pirates and accomplices, Fang's father and mother Fang Xiaole all live in the village, for fear of affecting them.

Now that the three of them have gone to the United States, Fang Jing has no worries, relying on the guise of Fang's father's early years of fishing, it is still no big problem to touch something and sell it.

"By the way, when my dad went to sea, there were a lot of such broken bottles and broken cans, and some of them have been broken over the years, but there are still some left, if the old gentleman is interested, I can look for it and see if there are any more." When the assistant went upstairs with the plate bottle, and Mr. Wang was the only one sitting on the bamboo chair drinking tea in the hall, Fang Jing said with a smile.

A Songgaro porcelain may not be valuable, but if it is a complete set, it is still more collectible. Hearing Fang Jing say that there was a lot of porcelain like this, Mr. Wang was a little interested: "How many more?" ”

Fang Jing thought for a while and said, "I don't remember much, my father used to catch it, but I didn't understand this at that time, thinking it was worthless, I guess there should be a lot." ”

"Okay, you look for it, and if you find it, I'll take a look." Speaking of this, Mr. Wang asked curiously, "You also learned this yourself, how did you think of selling it to me?" If you hold it in your hand, it may be able to appreciate in a few years. ”

Fang Jing smiled embarrassedly: "My family is poor, my father went to sea to fish, and when something happened, his legs were amputated, and this farmhouse was built by my classmates. ”

Fang Jing said this very calmly, his family is poor, and now he is in a hurry to use money, these ancient porcelains that look very precious, they can't be exchanged for money in their hands and are no different from a bunch of useless bottles and cans, who knows how many years it will take to wait for them to appreciate?

In the final analysis, this kind of porcelain that is not particularly precious is completely different concepts in the hands of ordinary people like them and in the hands of people like Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang also smiled, and seemed to think that Fang Jing was quite interesting, young people in this year, with a good face, talk about pomp, and have to fill the façade if they have no money in their pockets to borrow money, making a man who looks like a gentleman, it is really rare for someone like Fang Jing to be so poor and arrogant.

The lad's appetite for him.

Fang Jing beckoned to Ye Chi, signaling him to entertain Mr. Wang well, and turn back to the old house to move things.

When he arrived at home, Fang Jing closed the door, first went to the courtyard to find a wooden box, and then touched more than a dozen pieces of porcelain from the water bubble and threw it inside, in order to appear more real, he put almost half a box of broken porcelain, and then he was ready to send it to Mr. Wang, and he didn't want to go out of the gate, so he saw Mr. Wang with his hands behind his back and an assistant following Cen Jiu over.

Fang Jing: "......"

Well, the box is actually quite heavy, and it would be nice to save him a trip.

Mr. Wang didn't have much hope, after all, every year people have to dump countless garbage into the sea, fishermen can occasionally catch good things when they go to sea, but most of the time they are just some useless garbage, but the box of porcelain that Fang Jing took out, although half of the box is broken porcelain pieces, but the remaining dozen or so pieces are intact, basically all of them are ancient Siamese Song Jialuo porcelain, it can be seen that the pan bottle in front of the head is from the same era, especially among them, he actually found a gold bottle wine glass, which is more precious. It is said that during the Yuan Dynasty, a craftsman fled to Siam to escape the war, opened a kiln in the local area to burn porcelain, and fired a set of exquisite porcelain, which was paid tribute to the royal family, including a set of seven identical gold bottled wine cups.

There are three gold bottles of wine glasses in this set, one of which was short-lived on the overseas black market and is now missing; One was sold at the Gallo auction three years ago, when it fetched a whopping $2.28 million, and one was treasured in the Royal Museum of Siam.

Such a precious golden bottle wine glass was actually thrown into a broken box like a worthless land cargo, and Mr. Wang's heart was a little broken.

Fang Jing's heart was also very broken, he didn't expect that a box of porcelain, together, could not compare to the broken wine glass he casually threw to Cen Jiu at the beginning, he was really a god!

Since this wine glass is relatively expensive, Mr. Wang's attitude is also very cautious, and he specially invited Professor Lu to take a look at it before finalizing the price of two million.

A small cup is nearly seventy times more expensive than a vase that is several times larger, and once again it is the unbreakable truth that concentration is the essence.

Fang Jing received the transfer notice, and when he saw the two million receipts, he was still a little confused, and then ecstatic.

Sure enough, no one is rich without a windfall, if he uses his salary in the museum, he will not be able to save it for more than 20 years without eating or drinking, which has strengthened Fang Jing's confidence in making a windfall.

It's a good feeling to be rich!

"Brother, what are we going to eat at night?" Ye Chi leaned over and asked.

This child is busy in the farmhouse these days, and after the 11th Golden Week, the guests go back one after another, going to work, going to school, and the farmhouse is quiet again, so it can be regarded as a rest.

Fang Jing had money in his hand and was wealthy, and he didn't want to treat this kidnapped cheap laborer badly, so he immediately waved his hand and said very proudly: "Let's go out to eat." ”

"Oh, then I'm going to eat three cups of chicken." Ye Chi said happily.

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want today." Fang Jing waved his hand, took Ye Chi, the only employee under his hand, and his boyfriend Cen Jiu, to the town for a big meal.

After eating, and drinking some wine, Fang Jing was in high spirits, and he didn't call a taxi, and walked home from the town with Cen Jiuyechi.

Fang Jing was still immersed in the joy of suddenly having an income of two million, he patted Ye Chi's shoulder, and said arrogantly: "Chi Chi, do a good job, my brother will let you be a big boss in the future." ”

Ye Chi squinted his teeth and laughed: "What a boss!" Like a farmhouse, the boss of just the three of us? ”

His brother is the boss, the ninth brother is hard work, and he is laughing and serving guests.

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head by his brother.

"Hey, what's a farmhouse?" Fang Jing looked at him with some hatred, "Your brother and I will make use of the entire Dongzhuang in the future, no, no, no, no, the idle land of the entire town will be used to build a big resort." There is also the island in front of our village, and when my brother has money, he will buy the whole island, and we will also build a Burj Al Arab Hotel on the island, which is so high in the sky, more luxurious than the Bo Porcelain Hotel, I have thought of the name, it is called Jiufang Hotel, and then let Chi Chi be the boss, everyone will let you take care of it, and others will nod to you when you go out, and call you Chi Zong. ”

Fang Jing had fallen into a fanatical imagination of the future, his eyes were shining, as if he really saw the near future, a hotel taller and more luxurious than the Bo porcelain hotel rose from the ground, and he was the boss behind the scenes.

Ye Chi was already stunned by the big cake painted by his brother, touched his face, and began to protest again: "Why are you called Jiufang instead of Chifang?" Fang Chi can do it too! ”

No matter which of these two names is good, he doesn't pick it, he really doesn't pick it at all.

Then his brother slapped his head again.

Fang Jing glanced at him with slanted eyes: "Then what should you do with your ninth brother?" Let you be the boss, of course, the name of the hotel must be your ninth brother. ”

was dulled by alcohol, Ye Chi didn't even notice anything wrong with this, and nodded: "That's okay, the name will be given to Brother Jiu, let's say it first, and Brother will let me be the boss in the future,"

"Hey, hey, promising." Fang Jingren came crazy and refused to go, so he leaned on Cen Jiu's back, and said as a scoundrel: "I don't want to go, you carry me back." ”

Fang Jing occasionally coquettishly did this, Cen Jiu couldn't refuse at all, squatted down silently, bent one leg, supported Fang Jing's knee with both hands, and slowly stood up.

So an adult, you have to carry the ninth brother to walk a walk!

Ye Chi seemed to be stunned by his brother's shameless approach, and it took him a long time to react, and he shouted with red eyes: "I don't want to leave either, I also want Brother Jiu to carry it." ”

Cen Jiu: "......"

Fang Jing lay on Cen Jiu's back, tilted his head and looked at Ye Chi with a straight smile, reached out and stroked a handful of Ye Chi's soft hairs on his head, and snorted: "Go ahead, your ninth brother belongs to me alone." ”

"I don't-" Ye Chi hung Cen Jiu's arm and didn't leave.

Cen Jiu was full of black lines, pushed up with Fang Jing's legs, turned his head and said "Hold it tight" to Fang Jing, and then crossed it with one hand, grabbed Ye Chi and dragged him upside down.

Fang Jing was also uneasy on Cen Jiu's back, touching Cen Jiu's face for a while, rubbing Cen Jiu's neck for a while, his two hands were always dishonestly touching everywhere, touching Cen Jiuyi excitedly, and almost threw people directly to the ground.

Cen Jiu dragged two adult men, and had to endure Fang Jing's harassment from time to time, walking all the way was extremely difficult, and when he finally got home, he threw Ye Chi on the bed like a dead pig, and dragged Fang Jing to the room, undressing as he went, and before he reached the door, Fang Jing's clothes were only a pair of pants.

Looking at Fang Jing's white chest, Cen Jiu's eyes darkened, and with a "bang", he kicked the door, Cen Jiu pressed Fang Jing on the door panel and began to kiss.

Fang Jing opened his eyes blankly to cooperate with him, his eyebrows were clear and handsome, and his slightly drunk face was red under the light, flashing with a different kind of attraction.

Cen Jiu hugged his waist and kissed him hard, Fang Jing drank wine, he was already easy to be impulsive, he was kissed twice by Cen Jiu, he was extremely excited, and he soon reacted, and his whole body was so hot that it seemed to explode.

The two were entangled like beasts, confused, Fang Jing touched Cen Jiu's young and thin body carelessly, and he didn't know where he had touched, Cen Jiu, who had always been concerned about hard work and rarely made a sound in the relationship, "hissed", and then decisively picked up Fang Jing and threw him on the bed, and then the whole person pressed up.

From beginning to end, Cen Jiu didn't make much noise, just kept kissing Fang Jing, paying attention to the expression on his face to adjust his movements, if Fang Jing showed a slightly uncomfortable expression, he stopped his movements and kissed him gently, until the expression on Fang Jing's face relaxed again, he would continue.

This time, Cen Jiu did it for an extra long time, until the two of them exercised physically and mentally, and Fang Jing's wine was almost awake, his eyes were dizzy from exhaustion, and he collapsed on the bed panting, and he didn't slow down for a long time.

Cen Jiu got up diligently, ran to the bathroom to put the water, carried Fang Jing to the bathroom to wash clean and refreshing, wiped the water off his body and carried the person back to the bed.

Fang Jing was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, and when he got into the bed, he fought straight up, and before he fell asleep, he was still thinking that he must install a bathroom in the bedroom in the future, how inconvenient it would be to run back and forth like this every day.