"There is a saying: don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"Well, the angelfish at noon is really good, order takeout, let Tang Qianqian taste it too."

You really aren't: love brains.

It's just a lot of boats.

As night fell, Tang Qianqian came back from the newspaper office tiredly. She worked hard and came back with a lot of materials every day, and she was so tired that her face was a little haggard. Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel distressed: "Come, eat this angelfish to make up for it." ”

The boiling chicken broth steamed the crucian carp, and finally the fish fell into the chicken broth one by one, and the taste was ······

"Well, it's delicious." Tang Qianqian's eyes lit up.

At the end of dinner, Tang Qianqian continued to write the manuscript and update his meager feelings. Now, Tang Qianqian's meager has more than one million fans.

Xiao Fan, on the other hand, cultivated quietly.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day.

Xiao Fan first asked the Xia Group if there was anything going on today. Just listened to the mobile phone, Xia Yuewei's female assistant said: "There is nothing to do today." ”

There are no dangerous occasions that need Xiao Fan's protection.

"But," the female assistant said, "Mr. Xia reminds you to remember to come once a week." ”

What's once a week?

"Don't worry, I will try my best to serve Mr. Xia."

A few times a week is fine.

"The situation of Xia Yuhan is not optimistic."

"Although I can't cure it, I can slow down the growth of the tumor with regular acupuncture."

"Poor little girl, obviously very cute, but sick."

······

The Xia Group has nothing to do for the time being, but for the sake of the [Development Zone] in the south of the city, there will definitely be a dragon fight in the future. Xiao Fan shook his head and came to Li's villa. But today, there is no tea or chess. I saw Uncle Li Xiong wearing a high-end suit and tie, and said, "Xiao Fan, you're here." Just right, accompany me to the auction. ”

Oh?

Auctions?

Xiao Fan remembered that the last time he came to the villa for tea, Uncle Li Xiong said that there was a small-scale auction. This is not a formal auction, but some rich people and treasure friends in Hedong City gathered together to auction some antique literature or something.

"Okay." Xiao Fan said.

"You don't have to cook for me at noon." Uncle Li Xiong said to Huang Li.

"Okay." Huang Li still ignored Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan didn't care about this guy.

From there, the two took a car and headed all the way to a tea room. Coming to the destination, this is a private tea room in Hedong, which only members can enter. Uncle Li Xiong is a member here, and he took out his [membership card] and entered it. Coming to a hall on the second floor, sure enough, in the fragrance of tea, many people have gathered here.

"Lao Li!"

"Mr. Li is here."

"Mr. Li, I heard that there are a few good antiques today."

"Lao Li, who is this?"

A few old friends asked curiously.

"This is my son-in-law," Uncle Li Xiong said proudly, "He is a doctor, and he has also treated the provincial governor." ”

It should be the last time Huang Gongzi happened, Li Yiyi told Li Xiong.

"Oh, young and promising."

"When will we get married, we will wait for the wedding wine."

"Young man, you look very energetic."

"Seen the provincial governor? The future is limitless. ”

"That's it." Li Xiong said proudly.

Li Xiong, not only did not despise Xiao Fan, but repeatedly showed off his future son-in-law.

And Huang Li has always belittled Xiao Fan.

It's the same people who live together, why is the gap so big?

Looking at Uncle Li's excited appearance, Xiao Fan sighed in his heart: It's a pity, it's impossible for me and Li Yiyi······

The waiter brought a pot of fragrant tea, and the aroma of tea lingered around, adding to the quaint atmosphere. Everyone drank tea and chatted and discussed their collections. This one says that he has a bronze sword of the war man, and it is also inlaid with small pieces of emerald. That said that his best antique was a Tang Sancai from the Tang Dynasty, which was lifelike. That one said that he actually had a piece of [Yuan Qinghua].

"A shard of porcelain?" Someone wondered.

"You don't understand, do you?" The person next to him explained: "Yuan Qinghua, even if it is a fragment, if there is a good pattern, it is worth hundreds of thousands." ”

Oh?

Is it worth it?

Xiao Fan said in his heart: If I can go back to the Yuan Dynasty and get dozens of Yuan blue and white flowers, wouldn't I be rich?

Definitely.

The price of Yuan Qinghua is so high because the number of surviving is too small. As the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, and in the antique circle, it is even more so. If dozens of Yuan Qinghua really suddenly appear on the market, the price will drop greatly.

Travel back in time and get dozens of pieces of porcelain?

When you sell it, you'll find that the price has plummeted······

Of course, even back to the Yuan Dynasty, Yuan blue and white porcelain is also high-grade porcelain, which is not so easy to obtain.

//////////

Everyone is talking about it, they are all rich people in Hedong City, the so-called [Baoyou]. At the most lively time, when Xiao Fan drank a pot of tea and asked if there were any refreshments:

"Would you like refreshments?"

"Okay, we have camellia cakes, osmanthus cakes, mille-feuille cakes, and chestnut cakes here." The waiter said.

"Let's have a plate." Xiao Fan said.

This is a tea room, not a restaurant.

You see, everyone is drinking tea, which one eats refreshment?

At this moment:

Boom!

In the crisp and melodious sound of the bell, today's small auction begins!

Just listen to Uncle Li Xiong, and whispered: "Listen! This clock is genuine, an antique clock from the Ming Dynasty. ”

Oh?

No wonder this voice sounds very quaint. It doesn't sound the same as the bell rings now.

Antique bronze bells.

At the sound of the bell, the crowd stopped talking and returned to their seats. Then, I saw the host of the small auction arrive. This host is a handsome middle-aged guy. He wore glasses, Svenwen, a decent blue Tang suit, and a folding fan in his hand. Needless to say, the folding fan is also an antique. The fan surface is an ancient painting of Zheng Banqiao.

"Old friends from Hedong City," the handsome middle-aged man said, "I,"

"I want to kill you!"

Hahaha.

Suddenly, everyone laughed.

"Okay, today's auction begins." The handsome middle-aged guy opened the folding fan with a sigh and said loudly: "The first one is a good treasure:"

"Ming Dynasty: an official kiln dragon pattern blue and white vase."

Oh?

Then, I saw a waitress wearing gloves and taking out a small porcelain vase with a Qinghai dragon pattern from a delicate Nanmu box. The porcelain vase is not big, but it is indeed a good antique. Just listen to the handsome middle-aged guy Xu Wenxuan, and start to introduce:

"First of all, look at this delicate texture and look at the glaze of blue and white, which is definitely the product of the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty."

And even more crucially, it is this:"

"Dragon pattern."

Oh?

Listening to this Xu Wenxuan, he continued: "In ancient times, the dragon pattern was not a pattern that ordinary people could use. ”

"Ordinary people, including civil and military officials, dare to use the dragon pattern easily, that is:"

"Transgression!"

"This was a great sin in ancient times."

That's true.

"So, this blue and white porcelain vase ······" Xu Wenxuan said: "It's not the royal supplies of the Ming Dynasty, or the royal family rewards the heroes." ”

If it wasn't for the royal family's own use, or if it wasn't for the reward.

Because it's a small auction, there aren't so many rules. When Xu Wenxuan, the host, finished his introduction, everyone stepped forward one after another and looked carefully with a magnifying glass. After reading it, they nodded one after another and said, "This porcelain vase is a good antique." ”

"It should be produced by the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty."

"Looking at the form of this blue and white flower, it should be the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"It's not orthodox, it's Chenghua, or Hongji."

"Look at the pattern of the pattern, it is true, in the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"It may be some emperor, rewarded to meritorious heroes."

"yes."

After confirming that it is a treasure, the next step is the auction:

"Okay." Xu Wenxuan, the host, said loudly: "The auction begins." ”

"Starting at 500,000! Each price increase shall not be less than 30,000 yuan. ”

Suddenly, fierce competition began in the venue. Because this thing is really good, many people have taken action.

"530,000."

"560,000!"

"610,000!"

"I'll give 650,000!"

However, this price is far from being able to suppress other competitors, and the price of porcelain vases has soared. After a short time, it came to a full 800,000!

Moment of truth.

"I'll pay 900,000!" A neutral voice said.

Oh?

All of a sudden, up 100,000?

Sure enough, the price of 900,000 discouraged other competitors. Everyone looked over and saw that it was a fat man about fifty or sixty years old, dressed in black casual clothes. A breath of superiority permeated. At this time, he won the first auction item, a blue and white dragon pattern vial.

The crowd asked, "Who is this?" ”

"I don't know this, the boss of our city [Wu's Group]."

"Oh, Mr. Wu."

"I spent 900,000 yuan to win this treasure, and I have a lot of money."

"Yes, yes."

······

"Hmph, this Wu bald." Uncle Li Xiong suddenly whispered, his tone was not good.

Oh?

It doesn't look like a bald person······ Xiao Fan looked carefully and immediately found that this Wu always wore a wig. He was already bald in the middle, so he simply wore a wig later. The audience commented that this is also the CEO of a group in Hedong City, but:

"Uncle Li Xiong, it seems that you don't deal with him?"

People, that's it, if there are friends, there must be enemies.

When he was young, Li Xiong and Mr. Wu had a conflict because of business matters, so they turned their faces and had a bad relationship.

At this time, the bell rang again, and the second auction piece appeared.

"Look, folding fan." The host, Xu Wenxuan, took out a black folding fan from the box. This folding fan does not have a paper fan surface, but the wide fan bones are connected together. Xu Wenxuan, feeling the cold and delicate touch of the fan bones, said: "This antique is: the late Qing Dynasty [tortoiseshell folding fan]." ”

Oh?

Xu Wenxuan said: "First of all, the fan bone of this folding fan is carved from the tortoise shell of a sea turtle. ”

"Everyone, please look," Xu Wenxuan continued: "This fan bone, the widest part is almost four centimeters, which requires a very large sea turtle, its tortoise shell, to make a fan bone. ”