At half past two in the afternoon, Jiang Feng came to Bogu Xuan with a suitcase.

That's right, it's one.

Considering that Yuan Qinghua is too precious and too rare, it is unreasonable for anyone to sell two Yuan Qinghua at a time.

Moreover, there is a saying that rare things are expensive, and there are two Yuan blue and white statues at a time, and the unit price is definitely not as high as selling one separately.

In view of this, Jiang Feng only brought one Yuan Qinghua, as for the other one, it depends on the situation, anyway, there is no shortage of money at present, and the other one can be talked about later.

As soon as Jiang Feng entered the door, he saw a tall old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes greeted him with a smile.

"Master!" Jiang Feng hurriedly said hello, this old man was Jiang Feng's master-Song Wenxuan.

Song Wenxuan nodded: "Xiao Feng is here, let's go, let's go upstairs and talk." ”

Jiang Feng followed Song Wenxuan to the second floor and sat on the sofa next to him under Song Wenxuan's guidance.

Song Wenxuan poured Jiang Feng a cup of tea, Jiang Feng quickly got up and took it, Song Wenxuan took the opportunity to sit opposite Jiang Feng: "Take out the things?" ”

Jiang Feng nodded and stood up, moved the teacup aside, but lifted the suitcase and laid it flat on the coffee table, and gently opened the suitcase.

Song Wenxuan originally thought that Jiang Feng only brought a few gadgets, but who would have thought that there was a large jar of Yuan blue and white in the box.

Not only is there a large Yuan blue and white jar, but there is also a three-legged furnace in the box.

Song Wenxuan put on the eyes hanging on his chest, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands, and picked up the three-legged stove in the box.

"Is it really Jun porcelain?" After appreciating it carefully for a moment, and after confirming that the object in his hand was genuine, Song Wenxuan's eyes were attracted by the porcelain grandmother in front of him: "This color!" This feel! Baby, good baby! ”

Jiang Feng reminded: "Master, you are looking at this Yuan blue and white flower. ”

Song Wenxuan reluctantly put down the three-legged stove and lifted the Yuan blue and white jar with both hands.

After a long time, Song Wenxuan gently put down the Yuan blue and white jar and asked solemnly: "Xiao Feng, ...... these two things?" ”

Before Jiang Feng came, he knew that Shi Gong would definitely ask about the origin of the thing, but he didn't plan to make up a lie to deceive Shi Gong, he replied: "Shi Gong, I don't want to make up a story to lie to you, you just take it as if I picked it up, I assure you: the origin of this thing is very clean, and there will be no trouble." ”

Song Wenxuan nodded, there is a way that people are old and become fine, and after living for so many years, Song Wenxuan has cultivated a pair of penetrating eyes, he can be sure that Jiang Feng is not lying.

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, I won't ask, these two things are worth a lot of money, and my master can't eat them, I have two plans here, you can listen to them."

"Master, please speak!"

Song Wenxuan said: "First, it is to send the auction, only if it is sent to a big auction house, it is best to participate in the extra-large auction of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you can sell these two things at the highest price." ”

"And the second?" Mid-autumn festival? It's too long!

"If you can't wait, Shigong will contact some powerful Tibetan friends for you and hold a small auction in private, but Shigong's ability is limited, and there will not be too many people to invite, and compared with the auction house, the final transaction price will definitely be discounted."

Jiang Feng didn't care about that little discount, he immediately replied: "Bother Shigong to help me hold an internal auction, I won't let Shigongbai help, I will give Shigong as much handling fee as the auction house charges." ”

Song Wenxuan waved his hand: "How can the master ask for your handling fee, don't mention this in the future, otherwise don't worry about the master turning his face." ”

Jiang Feng snorted and said, "Okay, I won't mention it in the future." ”

Song Wenxuan said with a happy face: "That's right!" ”

Shigong sat back on the sofa, took a sip of tea and said: "Many old friends are far away, at least leave them a day or two to hurry, so let's start filming in the afternoon in three days, what do you think?" ”

There are still more than ten days before the next crossing, and during this time, Jiang Feng has nothing important to do, so he immediately replied: "Don't worry, if three days is not enough, five days is fine, even if you shoot again in seven days." ”

Song Wenxuan waved his hand: "Three days is enough for the world, now that there is a plane to go out, even if you are in the United States, you can come in three days if you want to come, and if you don't want to come, even if you give him more time, he won't come." ”

Jiang Feng nodded: "What the master said is reasonable, I will listen to the master's arrangement." ”

The two chatted for a while about the details of the auction, because the private auction is an illegal operation and should not be a blatant plot, so Song Wenxuan decided to conduct the auction in his own home.

Jiang Feng didn't care about the location of the auction, what he cared about was not revealing his identity as much as possible.

Jiang Feng raised his concerns, Song Wenxuan shook his head and said: "The human heart is a thing, it is very complicated, the more mysterious you are, the more interested others are in you, on the other hand, you don't engage in mystery, but few people ask you to the bottom of it, so I suggest that you better appear generously." ”

"If someone asks them about the origin of things, just tell them: this is your father's collection, and the old man can make a certificate for you, proving that your father used to be a Tibetan friend and collected many good things."

Jiang Feng said gratefully: "Thank you, Master!" "Shigong is willing to help endorse, what else is there to worry about?

……

Three days passed in a flash, and in the afternoon three days later, Jiang Feng took a taxi and went straight to Shigong's home.

Three days ago, Jiang Feng once proposed to directly hand over the things to the master for safekeeping, but the master did not agree, the older generation of people value the rules the most, one should be one, the second is two, and it is not their own thing, what is the matter with keeping it by themselves?

I know that you are doing the younger people a favor, and those who don't know think that you want to take it for yourself.

Shigong's home is located in the most upscale community in Qingzhou City, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and the driver said: "Sir, the management here is very strict, except for the owner of the community, no one else is allowed to enter, you had better call the person you are looking for, otherwise, the security guard will not let you in." ”

Jiang Feng nodded, used WeChat to check out and got out of the car, he was just about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, and a person tiptoed behind him.

Jiang Feng turned around and saw a tall, handsome short-haired woman who was trying to sneak attack him.

The woman was discovered by Jiang Feng, and said stupidly: "It's really boring to be discovered by you." ”

Listening to this woman's tone, it seems to be her acquaintance?

Jiang Feng looked at it carefully: Not impressed?

No, the sound is somewhat familiar.

Seeing Jiang Feng's puzzled face, the woman said very happily, "What? Don't know each other? ”

Jiang Feng still didn't remember who this person was, and said embarrassedly: "Did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

The woman smiled and said, "Jiang Feng, male, 27 years old, right?" ”

Jiang Feng's mind was racing, and he finally remembered a person: the little sister policewoman a few days ago.

"Is that you?" Jiang Feng's face was incredible:

A few days ago, Song Yan had a red wig, a very thick and heavy smoky hair, and her whole body revealed a depraved atmosphere.

And today's Song Yan, with short black hair and a casual home dress, is clean and neat, and perfectly interprets the ten words of 'natural carving, clear water out of hibiscus'.

The disparity is too big, isn't it?