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Especially after Fang Bo saw the green and transparent jade ring hanging from the white gold diamond necklace around the young man's neck, the expression on his face suddenly became strange, and he even turned his head to look at the young man several times.

"Wait, Xiao Wang, what did you say was the name of the boss of the Treasure Zhai?"

"It's called Song Shuyun? Treasure identification in the country ......"

Uncle Fang's face changed suddenly, and then he snorted coldly.

Wang Xueming thought that Xiao Song's attitude just now had annoyed Uncle Fang, so he hurriedly changed the topic, reached out and took out a cigar to light for himself, and then took out another one and handed it to Uncle Fang, Uncle Fang pushed it, saying that he wouldn't.

Wang Xueming handed it to Jin Muchen again, and Jin Muchen also pushed his hand, saying that he would not.

Wang Xueming may not have seen it, but Jin Muchen and Uncle Fang have been together for so long, how could he not understand Uncle Fang's temperament, Uncle Fang's face changed like this, he knew that Uncle Fang must have a story to tell with that Song Shuyun.

Fang Bo glanced up at him, his face was a little pale, and one hand was clenched even tighter, then released, and then clenched again.

Jin Muchen hurriedly made an excuse and called Uncle Fang aside.

"What, Uncle Fang, do you have any holiday with that grandson's grandfather?"

"Humph! It's not just a festival......"

Uncle Fang's breath was uneven, staring at the contemptuous eyes on the other side, and Song Shilun, who was looking around at Uncle Fang's shop, said.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Forget it, I can't finish the grievances between me and his grandfather."

Uncle Fang was angry, it was the first time for Jin Muchen to see Uncle Fang so out of shape.

"Otherwise, let them go, and don't sell anything to them, lest that guy get in your way."

Jin Muchen glanced at that Song Shilun, Uncle Fang's enemy disciple, that was his enemy.

Especially after that guy's eyes collided with him, he twisted his head with contempt on his face, which made Jin Muchen's heart more and more unhappy.

"Forget it, it's all about some old sesame seeds and rotten grains, it's all been so many years, forget it, forget it. It's not easy to meet someone like Wang Xueming, who do you sell that thing to him if you don't sell it? Isn't it possible that you still want to get those foreign devils cheaper at auction? When the deal is done, just let them get out of the way. ”

Fang Bo pressed Jin Muchen's hand and signaled him not to be too impulsive.

After Fang Bo finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the side of the experts, Jin Muchen knew that he didn't want to get too close to that Song Shilun, maybe he had the idea of being out of sight and out of mind.

"What's the matter, old man? Xiao Song is also a child, no big or small, he is spoiled by his parents. ”

Wang Xueming still noticed Uncle Fang's strangeness, and said to Jin Muchen who came over, and Jin Muchen replied with a smile.

"Uncle Fang has worked hard all his life for this antique shop, this shop is his hard work, and it must be uncomfortable to be said like this."

He had to come over to accompany him, after all, Uncle Fang had a grudge with the Song Shilun family, and he couldn't implicate Wang Xueming.

A trace of regret flashed in Wang Xueming's expression, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to invite Gu Li to help with the appraisal this time, he wouldn't want to bring Song Shilun over.

He and Song Shilun's father are friends, it just so happened that this Song Shilun has caused trouble in China recently, and his father sent him to the United States to avoid the limelight, and it happened that Wang Xueming had a request for their Song family, and his father heard that Wang Xueming might contact a national treasure-level treasure here, so he sent his junior brother over, and insisted that Wang Xueming take Song Shilun over for a long time, how could he have thought that this kid was such a bastard?

This opening made the old shopkeeper angry enough, if it wasn't for the face, they might have been blasted out by others at this time.

This is the United States, not in China, even if their Wang family is powerful, it is useless, if this acquisition is delayed because of this kid, Wang Xueming tears him Song Shilun's thoughts.

Fortunately, this Xiao Jin seems to be quite sensible, as soon as he thought of this, Wang Xueming hurriedly took out another cigar and handed it to Jin Muchen and said: "Then I will ask Brother Xiao Jin to say a few more kind words in front of Uncle Fang, so that he must not forget his heart." Oh, this is a fine Cuban cigar, come on, try it! ”

Jin Muchen smiled and pushed away the cigar in his hand: "Forget it, Boss Wang, I'm really not good at this, I've been playing with this recently!" ”

Jin Muchen smiled and took out the amber snuff bottle with the Qianlong imperial theme, then opened it and poured out a little cigarette medicine, put it under his nose and inhaled it vigorously, a stream of peppermint, jasmine, and sandalwood, the aroma of tobacco rushed straight to his brain, and the whole person's spirit was lifted.

"Yoh? Brother Jin, you are quite Yaxing, huh? Still playing this? ”

Wang Xueming's eyes lit up when he saw his movements, and the eyeballs seemed to be immobilized, staring at his amber snuffbox motionless.

"Boss Wang also knows about this thing? If you like it, take it and check it out! ”

Wang Xueming was not polite, he directly took the amber snuff bottle, and then put it in his hand and kept playing with it, and even brought it to his eyes, and carefully looked at the Qianlong imperial inscription poem on the snuff bottle.

"Cut? Thought it was something good? It's just a snuffbox, and I don't have fifty or a hundred of this thing. ”

I don't know when, that Song Shilun quietly came to their side, and when he saw Wang Xueming holding Jin Muchen's amber snuffbox and playing non-stop, he let out a contemptuous sigh.

Jin Muchen was a little annoyed by this guy this time, turned his head and glared at him, this Song Shilun raised his head very contemptuously and didn't look at him.

However, the moment he turned his head, the platinum chain hanging around his neck was thrown up, and the green jade ring hanging on the diamond-encrusted cross under the platinum chain flashed, but in such a moment, Jin Muchen saw a flash of blue light on the green jade ring, which was very experienced.

At a glance, he couldn't help but be taken aback, originally he thought it was just a ring made of turquoise or tourmaline, but after looking at it so closely, he found that it was not a ring, but a jade wrench.

This jade wrench is engraved with thunder patterns on it, and it looks like a good thing.

This jadeite wrench is very dark green, even close to black, with that kind of black shiny feeling, during Song Shilun's twisting, this jadeite flashed in the light, giving people a feeling of thick ink with oily light when it spreads, Jin Muchen immediately concluded that this is a very precious ink cui in jadeite, this thing is rare now.

This kind of thing, Jin Muchen probably estimates that it will be at least a few million larger, but he just hangs it around his neck so casually, and he is not afraid of breaking it, this kid is really a ruined son who is spoiled by his family.

At this time, Song Shilun also noticed Jin Muchen's eyes staring at his jade wrench, and then said with a smug smile: "What's the hillbilly?" Do you know what this thing is? Count you still know the goods. ”

Jin Muchen snorted coldly and turned his head, while Wang Xueming turned around and glared at Song Shilun fiercely, signaling him to be careful with his mouth, and Song Shilun was glared at by this Wang Xueming, and he felt aggrieved in his heart.

However, because of Wang Xueming's identity, he didn't dare to attack, but he recorded all his hatred on Jin Muchen's head.

"Well, this Yongzheng red background pastel lady pattern bottle, nothing bad, it should be produced by the Qing Court Manufacturing Office, no problem, glaze, fetal quality is no problem."

Professor Yang put down the bottle in his hand and looked at the old man Hou beside him, and the old man Hou also nodded, expressing his agreement with Professor Yang's judgment.

And Gu Li on the other side, at this time, he just put down Fang Zun in his hand and gave such an evaluation.

"The peacock green glazed double beast ear large Han Fangzun is also good, the glaze color is very positive, and the fetal quality is also on the right road, which should be a fine product of the folk kiln in the middle of the Qing Dynasty."

Professor Yang picked up another pen wash and looked at it a few times: "This wash is not wrong, it should also be a work in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, but unfortunately there is no inscription, I don't know the origin of this thing, but it must be the study supplies of the rich and noble class can't run." ”

Gu Li took the pen, looked at it a few times and nodded, agreeing with Professor Yang's opinion.

After that, the two of them picked up the jade and looked at it again, they were all old objects of mutton fat jade, with belt buckles, pendants, and small pieces, fine carving, perfect workmanship, and good pulp, and soon the two concluded that these were basically all fine products in the middle and late Qing Dynasty.

While these two people were getting started to check, the other friend of Professor Yang, Mr. Hou, didn't get started, just watched from the side, only whispering a few words to Yang Xueli from time to time, and their combination was a little strange.

Wang Xueming didn't have the heart to continue arguing with Jin Muchen at this time, but focused all his mind on Professor Yang and Naguli's evaluation of these treasures, listened to what the two experts said, and then stepped forward and whispered to the two experts, it seemed that he should be inquiring about the price of these treasures.

"Cut, I thought it was some kind of baby, isn't it just such a pile of rags? Can you say it's a national treasure even if it's a broken thing? I have long known that fly shops like you can't produce anything good, and if you don't have that ability, what else do you have to pack half of garlic? Cut! National treasures, national treasures can be collected by you so easily? ”

Song Shilun's nasty voice suddenly sounded in Jin Muchen's ears, and when Jin Muchen heard this, he couldn't control his anger anymore, and turned his head to say to this Song Shilun.

"Our house is a fly shop, and we can't accommodate you as a god, please get out of my store immediately."

"Hey! You ......"

Song Shilun didn't expect Jin Muchen to dare to be so unkind to him, so he immediately fell in the face.

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to them.

"Song Shilun, it seems that you really haven't grown at all, and you're still so shallow."