"Looks like this friend of yours likes this porcelain?"

Mr. Ye rarely sees someone who is so obsessed with antiques, as if he has seen his past self.

"Yes, he has a lot of antique paintings, he said that when he sees antiques, he can calm down, as if entering a special world, these antiques have feelings, although I can't understand it, but I can't deny his persistence."

Zhang Jianjun spoke slowly, such Liu Yirong is special, it is estimated that many people have never seen his special side.

Mr. Ye smiled suddenly.

"Isn't this the same as me in the past, he likes it because he has an obsession in his heart, but that obsession will slowly dissipate over time, and it is best to have it before it dissipates."

Mr. Ye's words were very profound, and Zhang Jianjun didn't understand what it meant, so he could only nod slightly.

At this time, Mr. Ye walked towards Liu Yirong.

"Does this porcelain mean anything special to you?"

"Yes, every time I see this porcelain, it's like seeing my mother, and it's very meaningful, I'm embarrassed to stay in it for a little longer."

Liu Yirong wiped away the tears in his eyes.

This scene moved Mr. Ye, and he reached out and patted Liu Yirong on the shoulder.

"In that case, this porcelain will be given to you."

He said it very cheerfully, as if he was just sending a vase of dozens of dollars.

You must know that this porcelain is a priceless treasure now, and even Liu Yirong can't have this identity, which shows how precious he is.

"Huh? What do you say? ”

Liu Yirong was slightly stunned, in fact, when he heard what he said, he couldn't believe it, so he could only confirm it repeatedly.

"Didn't you say that it has a special meaning for you, I used to have it, but unfortunately now it doesn't, then he has no value in my eyes, I might as well give it to you."

He said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, and it seemed that he did not cherish these porcelain.

Zhang Jianjun watched from the side and smiled slightly.

How could Mr. Ye not cherish it?

Anyway, he bought it back at a high price, and he has always treasured it, he just doesn't want Liu Yirong to have a psychological burden.

"Really?"

"Of course, you can pull it back."

At this time, Liu Yirong insisted on giving money.

"This porcelain should have been bought back by you at a high price, and now it has increased in value a lot, or I will give it to you at the market price, I am so happy that you can give me this porcelain."

His voice trembled.

"If you give money, it's meaningless, is that the real value, in your eyes it should be a priceless treasure, as long as you can keep your original intention, then I will give it willingly."

This sentence completely touched Liu Yirong, and he nodded solemnly and said that he would cherish this porcelain and put it in the most conspicuous place at home.

"That's right."

Zhang Jianjun was just surprised, and then he picked up the silver needle and began to give Mr. Ye acupuncture.

Now Mr. Ye's pulse and blood are much better than before.

"It's better now, isn't it?"

"Yes, can I take less medicine for a few days?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled, looked at the herbs he brought and said.

"The preliminary judgment can be less than a week or so, if you want to eat faster, you can also eat what I brought to you."

After the acupuncture was over, Zhang Jianjun sterilized the silver needles and put them in the cabinet.

Liu Yirong on the side was dumbfounded.

He never thought that Zhang Jianjun knew medical skills.