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"Two big brothers, can you give me a ride smoothly?" Zhang Haoran said.

At this point, the two Zhongnanhai bodyguards stopped, glanced at Zhang Haoran, and then nodded. One of the Zhongnanhai bodyguards also directly opened the car door and waited for Zhang Haoran to get into the car.

Huangfu Songxia was demented, and he didn't know what was going on in front of him, why his grandfather's bodyguard suddenly opened the door to his enemy, and planned to really give the other party a ride.

"Thank you......" Zhang Haoran came to the front of the car, said to the two Zhongnanhai bodyguards, and then sat in the car. Then he seemed to have woken up to something, and looked at Huangfu Song outside and said, "Huangfu Song, do you want to go back together?" Zhang Haoran originally meant to go to Huangfu's house and meet Huangfu Tian's old man.

Huangfu was slightly stunned, and then pouted. I seem to know him very well! In fact, they have nothing to do with each other, and they don't know each other well!

And the person in front of him just instigated him to slap him, but now he looks like he is very familiar with himself, and I don't know if there is something wrong with this person's brain......

Huangfu Songxia thought over there and showed Zhang Haoran's face, and Zhang Haoran could only smile helplessly in the end, and then drove to Huangfu's house after the car started. As for what Huangfu Song is still doing, Zhang Haoran is not clear. And Zhang Haoran doesn't need to accommodate the other party, just like the emperor, he should be disciplined well.

"A bunch of damn people!" said Huangfu Song as he saw the car leave, and finally said to the void. No matter what, he must avenge this revenge! The two bodyguards must have complained, anyway, he is the most favored person by grandpa!

Thinking of this, Huangfu Song turned around and left, he wanted to find his father Huangfu Renyi!

Zhang Haoran slowly moved forward in the car, but at this time, he was not driving towards Huangfu's house, but a place he had never been to.

Zhang Haoran had doubts on his face, but he didn't suspect that the two Zhongnanhai bodyguards in front of him were making any bad ideas. What they have on them is white, which proves that they are not bad people, so Zhang Haoran only needs to sit in peace.

"Mr. Zhang, we are now going to find the old man, who is appraising antiques on the front street...... "Zhongnanhai's bodyguard in the passenger seat explained. And when it comes to the back, he has nothing to say, and now the old man lives like this every day, and he goes to the antique market and the stall to identify the antiques when he has nothing to do. What ceramics, calligraphy and painting, jade, coins, as well as snuff bottles, pen holders, the four treasures of the study, etc., as long as it is something, as long as it looks a little old at a glance, the old man will come forward and start to identify and teach the other party how to see, how to identify and analyze and so on.

They know that the old man now only has this hobby, and the old man has not been in good health recently, he said that he will be happier to do his old business in these places like this, and he will be in good health if he is happy, and in the end, the Huangfu family did not fold, so they had to obey the will of the emperor.

However, it is also because Huangfu Tian is sick, and all the talents of the Huangfu family have returned to the Huangfu family.

"Okay, thanks. Zhang Haoran said gratefully, he admired the two bodyguards in front of him, it is not easy to be so meticulous in doing things.

Zhongnanhai's bodyguard just nodded, and then looked at the street in front of him.

Huang Futian didn't know that Zhang Haoran was coming to him, and at this time he was squatting at an antique stall looking at the ceramics in his hand. Just hold it in your hand and look left and right......

"Hey, old man, do you want to buy it? You've been watching it for almost an hour! Those who want to buy it are embarrassed to take it and take it away, you are deliberately trying to ruin my business......" Huang Futian has a taste for it, but the stall owner can't say it.

The old man in front of him is known to everyone in their area, and he can always be seen appearing in the place where antiques are sold in this area almost every once in a while. This period of time varies in length, maybe one day, three days, a week...... But no matter what, everyone here knows him, and everyone doesn't know what his name is, but everyone calls him old man.

Speaking of this old man, the stall owner at this time can also be said to admire this old man. He talked to the old man in other places when he bought the goods, but to the surprise of the stall owner, the friends he knew who resold antiques or sold fakes all knew the old man and knew that the old man's surname was Huangfu.

What the stall owner admires is that this old man who looks not too old is obsessed with antiques to such an extent, and the people here also know that the old man still has a few moments of watching antiques.

Not long ago, there was a stall owner who bought a batch of goods, both from the appearance and texture of the touch to know that it is a real guy, good things, people who sell antiques in this area have come to see it, and they all say that it is genuine.

Only the old man in front of him didn't know when he would go to see it, but when he saw it, he said it was a fake!

As a result, everyone fell out with him, and the old man always had that calm look, and finally some people began to believe the old man's words, and then everyone said, and finally the stall owner took an antique and went to show the famous appraiser, but finally came back dejected, because all the goods he bought were fakes......

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and finally the stall owner found the joint, although he failed to tell the other party, but the capital was recovered! In the end, everyone respected this old man, including the stall owner at this time.

But he just said that, in fact, the old man in front of him only had half of the ceramics in his hand, anyway, he couldn't see the value, and most of the people who came to buy antiques at his stall didn't look at the half of the ceramics.

Now the stall owner said this because he wanted to break the silence and hear something valuable from the old man. Everyone knows that the old man sees the antique thief, as long as he has seen it, and then you ask and learn a few tricks, including the ability to identify the authenticity of antiques, so everyone calls him teacher in private.

After hearing the stall owner's words, Huang Futian was a little unimpressed, he didn't know what the stall owner in front of him wanted to do?

"Young man, this is a good thing...... Huangfu Tiandao, and then shook his head again, good is good, but the thing is only the size of a small palm, if it is complete, it will definitely be worth it!

When the stall owner heard this, he immediately came to his senses, because it was time to get down to business: "Old man, how is this thing so good? Why can't I see it? And so many people have seen it in my stall, and I almost don't even bother to look at this thing......

Huang Futian laughed a few times when he heard this, if anyone can see the value of these antiques, then the antiques have lost their current status and have been reduced to worthless dead things.

"Old man, tell me about it...... stall owner said anxiously, and now he wants to know what is unique about his ceramic.

"It has a history of about 200 years, and although the palm is so big, it should be worth about 150,000, but if it is half the size of the whole ceramic, it is estimated that it can go up to about 4 million......

Huang Futian hadn't opened his mouth yet, but a familiar voice came from behind, and Huang Futian was even a little demented when he heard it.

"Young man, you can't talk nonsense!" The stall owner saw that it was a strange young man, and immediately thought that the other party was bluffing him.

So a small piece is worth more than 100,000 yuan? When he went to the countryside to collect it, he saw that the child was a little pitiful, and then gave the other party ten yuan, and then took it, and threw it directly on the ground and bought it together. Maybe a big guy will spend money to buy this broken porcelain.

Antiques are like this, people who don't know the goods just treat a piece of grass as a treasure, and then buy it at a high price. And there are a lot of people like this, and the big reason why the stall owner chose to sell antiques in the first place was also to meet a few more such "masters", at least the money spent by the other party at one time was enough for him to rest for half a year!

"Boss, the price of this thing should be slightly higher than what I said, after all, this antique market is actually connected to the country's economy, so the price is not transparent and accurate, I can only say a rough ......" Zhang Haoran smiled.

From the time he came, he saw the small ceramics in Huangfutian's hand, although it was only a quick glance, but Zhang Haoran could immediately judge it and evaluate it.

"Really?" Hearing Zhang Haoran say this and seeing a serious face, the stall owner suddenly became puzzled. Is this true? If so, wouldn't he be developed? If it were, he would have rushed to that village overnight to find the child who had sold him ceramics, and maybe there would be something else!

"This, you can ask the old man's ......," Zhang Haoran said. The real big hand is still Huangfutian, and Zhang Haoran is just an axe in the class.

When the stall owner heard this, he immediately knew that the young man in front of him must know the old man, if this was the case, then what the young man in front of him said was true. And look at the young man in front of him in a white robe, with excellent demeanor and elegant temperament. When he laughs and walks, he is like a dragon. At a glance, you can see that it is extraordinary, especially when there are two bodyguard-like people standing left and right behind this young man, such a person is definitely not simple.

"Old man?" the stall owner finally looked at Huang Futian, and now he waited for Huang Futian's words or even a move, so that he could determine whether what the young man said was right or wrong.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)