According to the original address, he went to the villa area of the Asian Games Village, and Xie Yuanhong, the old dean of the Shenzhou Painting Academy, who was named a god alive, was waiting for me to repay the debt in the hall of his three-story mansion.

Last time in this room, I promised to put the monkey picture on hold for three months in his old age. One is to make amends, and the other is to thank him for naming the monkey picture.

At that time, Xie Yuanhong was busy going south, and the monkey and monkey map were returned to me to bring back.

But at his old time, I reneged on my promise again.

For a giant like Xie Yuanhong, the consequences of breaking his promise again and again are quite serious.

But the strange thing is that Xie Yuanhong didn't scold me today, but glared at me viciously: "If you don't look at Xia Lao's face, I won't whip you today."

"Paintings."

It was my fault for a few times, and I didn't bother to care about what Xie Yuanhong said, so I obediently presented the painting tube.

"Little Blue. Come here."

A man replied and walked up to Xie Yuanhong's side and saluted me, "Mr. Tong has met again."

This man is the Lan Dafu of yesterday.

Lan Dafu appeared at Xie Yuanhong's house, I didn't expect it.

What I didn't expect was that he reconciled Yuanhong's world relationship.

Lan Dafu's painting kung fu is decent, with a few traces of the former glaze factory cabinet. The kung fu of looking at the painting is not too clever, so-so.

When Lan Dafu was looking at the painting, Xie Yuanhong was next to him and pointed out softly.

To be able to get a living god like Xie Yuanhong is a good thing that many appraisers and painters can't dream of.

It can be seen that Xie Yuanhong is very attentive and caring to Lan Dafu, the nephew of the world.

There is a big taboo in this kind of semi-public teaching occasion.

That's stealing.

I naturally understand this rule, and avoid suspicion at the back door.

In the back garden, which covers an area of more than 180 square meters, Xie Yuanhong's daughter is hooking up with my secretary and driver.

However, Ye Buyi's performance made me very satisfied, and it was not a matter of two principles to let that beautiful young woman entangle.

Don't take the initiative, don't refuse!

Speaking of which, Ye Buyi is my descendant. And it is also my only descendant in Fangzhou.

Brother Li, Bald Lao Liang, Xiao Yuangong, Heyang, Chen Yanjie and others, although they are all my robes and comrades-in-arms, they are loyal to only Fangzhou.

The days ahead will be hard to beat day by day, and I have to train my own lineage.

Ye Buyi is the top priority of key training.

If anyone the dares to rob me, I'll play with whom!

In the middle of the ring, Xie Yuanhong's teaching finally ended, and I was called in by him again to offer two other heavy treasures.

Yuan blue and white dragon pattern plate, a full set of this dynasty flower god cup.

Xie Yuanhong's appreciation of porcelain is definitely not as good as calligraphy and painting, but it is also on the passing line.

This time, I stood next to me, quietly waiting to obey Xie Yuanhong's command.

"Stinky boy, you can tell me your stuff."

I can see Lan Dafu's compulsion, and I can roughly guess his approximate level.

At the moment, I skip the history of what hair color glaze size pigments are, and skip them all along with the value: "This plate has sixty-eight pieces in the world." This set of cups is the only one in the world."

Xie Yuanhong tilted his head and glared at me fiercely, and suddenly sighed softly: "This kid is right."

"Choose one of your kind."

Lan Dafu bowed his head and glanced at me lightly, his gaze drooping and shifting, directly locking on to something.

I caught this almost unnoticed movement.

The object that Lan Dafu locked on at first glance was none other than the world's most scarce and only three remaining August cups.

I was shocked!

It stands to reason that the average high-level player or collector will subconsciously look at the largest one first.

However, Lan Dafu was not interested in the Yuan blue and white dragon plate at all.

And even more amazing things are yet to come.

I saw Lan Dafu raise his hand and go out, directly grabbed the August Cup from the twelve Flower God Cups, and raised it to the level of his neck.

Lan Dafu's demeanor and expression reminded me of a kind of person.

This kind of person is only interested in the best, the most scarce and the most representative objects.

Because, other objects, they see too much and touch too much.

At this moment, I redefined the Shenzhou bloodline in front of me.

Either this person is the keeper of a super museum, or he has countless treasures hidden in his home.

Only people who have seen too many treasures will develop immunity to top national treasures such as Yuan Qinghua.

"Originally, I also saved the Flower God Cup at home, but I haven't found the last one for many years."

"That year, in order to make his wife happy, the old man asked someone to find a Yongzheng imitation, but his wife found out and smashed all the flower god cups in a fit of anger."

"The wife said that everything that is dedicated to the ancestors must be the best."

"Take this set of flower god cups back, my wife should like it very much."

"This trip to Shenzhou was not in vain."

Lan Dafu's words set off a storm in my heart, and also confirmed my speculation about Lan Dafu's identity.

Next, Lan Dafu turned to me: "Mr. Tong, your identity Uncle Xie has been informed. I really didn't expect Mr. Tong to be so young and promising."

Without waiting for me to respond, Lan Dafu's second sentence went straight to the point: "This set of flower god cups is willing to be purchased at a high price. Please Mr. Tong must cut his love to fulfill it."

This sentence with a strong Republic of China style made me a little more curious about Lan Dafu.

The Flower God Cup, what is sold can definitely be sold.

But I have a problem in my heart, and I am very entangled.

Although there are strict regulations on the circulation of antiques and antiques, this set of Huashen cups is not in the catalogue of prohibited export and trading categories.

"Mr. Tong is unwilling to transfer? Are you still worried about the price?"

I pursed my lips and whispered, "Not a problem."

Lan Dafu's expression froze slightly: "That's ......"

"Stinky boy doesn't really want to sell."

Xie Yuanhong, who was next to him, looked shrewd in the world, and said with a sneer: "Of this set of cups, only the August cup is his."

"The other eleven, hey! It's his master's."