Fang Yong was at ease here, while Allen, who was in the English York family, was anxious and anxious, constantly walking in a room in the castle.

It has been a day since Ai Sanglin attacked and killed Fang Yong, and there is no news yet, what is even more worrying is that the phone call to them can't be reached at all, could it be that Ai Sanglin was also killed by Fang Yong like James and Langzhi?

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, so Alan made his way to the room of his eldest brother, Abt, who was now the patriarch of the House of York.

"Big brother, Ai Sanglin hasn't heard any news yet, will there be any accidents for them?" Alan said as soon as he entered the room.

In fact, Abt was also thinking about Ai Sanglin's matter at this time, and when he heard Alan say this, he was even more sure that Ai Sanglin might have encountered an accident.

Abt thought for a while and said, "Wait another day, if there is no news from Aisanlin, it will definitely be a failure." Don't provoke Fang Yong for the time being, and send the intelligence agents in the family to collect Fang Yong's information comprehensively. I suspect that Fang Yong must have a master around him to protect him, perhaps a key figure in the cultivation of a certain sect in Huaxia. ”

"Doesn't that mean that we may provoke the Huaxia cultivation sect?" Alan said with some concern.

"It's just a guess, even if Fang Yong is a key figure in the Huaxia Sect, and our York family is not easy to mess with, not to mention that our family still has prince-level elders in charge." Abt said with a smile.

Alan was relieved after hearing this, but the hatred of Fang Yong in his heart became even deeper.

"Yongzi, I just told Lao Cheng about you? Do you think you're not going to be home tonight again? As soon as he entered the dormitory, Ma Zhiyuan said to Fang Yong.

Fang Yong smiled: "What do you call again?" Am I so fond of not returning home at night? ”

Cheng Jiahe said to Fang Yong: "I don't know who doesn't go home at night in our dormitory, if I had a school girl girlfriend to accompany me every night, I would never live in the dormitory." Hehe......"

Fang Yong was speechless for a while. This guy really can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour.

"By the way, there is no class tomorrow afternoon, let's go to Liuli Factory for a walk, shall we?" Ma Zhiyuan asked everyone for advice.

"Well, you're on the right track!" Cheng Jiahe said.

Then. Ma Zhiyuan looked at Fang Yong, as if he was asking for Fang Yong's opinion.

Fang Yong smiled: "I follow the crowd, I will go wherever you go." ”

"Okay, then it's decided, kill the Liuli Factory tomorrow afternoon!" Ma Zhiyuan shouted.

Since he said that he would go to Liulichang yesterday, Fang Yong went to Weixiuyuan Community early this morning and drove the car to the school. After school at noon, after Fang Yong called Zhang Yuting, the three of them went straight to the glass factory.

Parking the car in a parking lot, Fang Yong, Ma Zhiyuan and Cheng Jiahe walked to Liulichang.

Although the afternoon time is a bit tight, it is most important to fill your stomach first. Fortunately, there are many restaurants near Liulichang. It didn't take long for the three of them to find a similar restaurant.

said that it was about the same, that is, it was relatively clean, and the three of them were Fang Yong was a big money, he didn't care about the grade of the hotel, and Ma Zhiyuan and Cheng Jiahe didn't care even more.

After lunch, the three of them walked around the glaze factory.

All three of them are archaeology students, so when they were walking around the Liuli Factory, they also looked at some collections from time to time to compare what they had learned.

Fang Yong looked at Ma Zhiyuan and Cheng Jiahe's serious learning energy. I couldn't stop nodding in praise.

"Let's take a look at the shop in front of us!" Cheng Jiahe pointed to a porcelain shop not far in front of him and said.

"Okay!" Fang Yong and Ma Zhiyuan said in unison.

Cheng Jiahe walked in front and was about to arrive at the door of the store, when a person suddenly ran out of the store. The man was holding a small porcelain bowl and running out. On the other hand, he couldn't stop turning his head and shouting: "It's really a black shop, I am a treasure of the Song Dynasty, and I only gave 200 yuan, a group of things that don't know the goods!" ”

"You say it's the Song Dynasty, it's the Song Dynasty? A porcelain bowl that has no money should also be from the Song Dynasty. It's a laughing death! A young man's voice came from inside the store.

Because the Cheng family and his body were a little fat, he blocked some of the aisles, and the people who ran out. Because he was yelling with the clerk, he didn't look at the road at all, and he was about to hit Cheng's family and his arms all of a sudden.

At this moment, Fang Yong pulled Cheng Jiahe aside and dodged some aisles. This didn't let the guy holding the porcelain bowl bump into it.

At this time, Fang Yong saw this guy holding the porcelain bowl clearly. This man was about thirty years old, with three or seven heads, very ordinary clothes, and a few long beards on his chin, and muttered as he walked: "I don't believe in ...... who don't know the goods."

Knowing this person's appearance, Fang Yong looked at the porcelain bowl he was holding in his hand.

This was a red-glazed bowl, and there were some strange ornaments engraved on the outside of the bowl, and Fang Yong was immediately attracted by this strange ornament.

Opening the consciousness detection, Fang Yong was surprised to find that there was a lot of aura floating on this red glazed bowl, since there was an aura, this meant that this red glazed bowl must be an old thing.

After checking the historical images again, Fang Yong found that this was a porcelain from the Song Dynasty, and from the perspective of the firing method of the porcelain, it should have been produced by Jun kiln. I don't know how much this person is willing to sell, but if the price is right, it is okay to buy it.

When the guy holding the porcelain bowl passed by Fang Yong, Fang Yong shouted to him, "This friend, can you show me this little bowl you are holding in your hand?" ”

The guy holding the porcelain bowl looked at Fang Yong and the three of them, and saw that the three of them were so young, they definitely didn't have the money to buy his porcelain bowl, so he said, "Look at it, you don't buy it!" ”

"Hey, I said, friend, how do you know we're not buying? If the price is not right, we will buy it. Fang Yong said to this person.

"Ten thousand dollars! Do you want it? The man said very directly.

"Ten thousand? Then I'll have to see if this bowl is worth the price! Fang Yong said with a smile.

"That's it! Look over there. Let's talk about it first, 10,000 yuan, and I won't sell it if it's less. The man said as he pointed to a platform not far ahead.

Fang Yong and the three of them followed this person to the platform.

The man put the porcelain bowl on the platform and said, "Look, if you like it, you will buy it, if you don't like it, I will find another buyer!" ”

"How can there be such a business, it's really choking!" Ma Zhiyuan muttered quietly.

Fang Yong looked at it, and there was no recognition on this red glazed bowl. Except for the large door opening table of the porcelain bowl, there is no sign that can be broken at all, no wonder the store only gave him 200 yuan just now.

However, Fang Yong understands very well that this porcelain bowl is an authentic Song Jun porcelain, and buying it for 10,000 yuan is definitely a big deal! (To be continued......)