Volume 6 Jinghua Smoke and Clouds Section 25 Posterity

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If Ji Fatzi has any hobbies in this life, it is undoubtedly to look at antiques. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Looking at the patterns and dust on the antiques that had just been unearthed, he felt that like those antiques, the best place to return should be in the soil, not at the dinner table.

But this boss Zhang just put a pair of vases carefully carried by his subordinates on the dining table.

There were two people at the dinner table, Boss Zhang knew that Ji Fat didn't like women, but he wasn't sure if he liked men or not, he once let two handsome juniors pass by the dinner table, but Ji Fat didn't raise his head.

The vase is finely made, antique, beautifully decorated on it, and the brushwork is continuous, which makes people feel that this antique is expensive at a glance.

"This is the colorful porcelain of the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty," Boss Zhang smiled like Maitreya Buddha, gently stroking one of the vases, and gently stroking his lover's hair, "Mr. Ji, what price do you think it can be sold for." ”

Ji Fatzi was like a scoop guy pulling the bitch's hair, grabbed the porcelain vase, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and wanted to throw it on the ground, but he still put it back on the table, "If you say it's multicolored porcelain, you should treat it as multicolored porcelain." ”

Boss Zhang's face changed, but he still smiled and said: "Is it shoddy, then I can sell my underwear at a loss." ”

Ji Fatzi sighed, "I know that Boss Zhang has always been more shrewd than anyone else in business calculations, and the colorful porcelain of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty has been famous for a long time, just like the current century watch, which has been favored by collectors at that time, and sometimes, it is even more valuable than the antiques of the previous generation, so from Jiaqing to the Republic of China, and even to modern times, there are imitations." ”

When it came to imitation, the fat on Boss Zhang's face trembled, as if it was about to fall, but Ji Fatzi stared at the wine glass, as if even the cup of dry red was worth more than the two vases in front of him.

"Among them, the best imitation belongs to Guangxu, the imitation of the Republic of China, you are imitated during the Republic of China, although it is a fake, it is still the best of the fakes, in addition to Shi Cai is not because the real product is because it has been a long time, the kind of clam light that flashes, but the fire is not very sufficient, but even if you buy a fake, you can sell it at a good price. After Ji Fatzi finished saying this, he swallowed the dry red and stood up.

"Wait. "Boss Zhang is a little anxious.

Ji Fatzi glanced at him, "Do you think it's a loss to invite me to dinner?"

"No, no, no. Boss Zhang's head shook like a rattle, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a thick cowhide bag had been pushed in front of Ji Fatzi, "Mr. Ji, in a few days, when the cultural relics are auctioned, you will be one of the three major appraisers, and you will ...... when the time comes."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Fatzi had already reached out and picked up the cow belt, Boss Zhang was too late to rejoice, Ji Fatman had already dropped the cowhide bag on Boss Zhang's face, and said coldly, "Boss Zhang, I have never done anything with a bad reputation." ”

When Ji Fatzi walked out of the door, the service lady hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully pushed open the hall door, "Sir, you are good to go." ”

When Ji Fatzi walked out, he didn't have any expression, he really looked like a gentleman, a successful person, his current life is very regular, he is now a master, living a life that many people envy, but why, he feels that life has no fun?

As soon as the cold wind blew and the snowflakes came to his face, Ji Fatzi tightened his mink collar, and cursed God in his heart, why is this snow fluttering, it has been raining for so long, does God also think that if you don't freeze to death, can't you show the sorrow of the world?

"Mr. Ji. A man turned around the corner of the hotel, as if waiting for him.

Glancing at the person's behavior in front of him, Ji Fat Man was a little annoying, he didn't know why he was so irritable recently, why he always liked to look at people unpleasantly, even if he didn't like himself.

"What's the matter?" Ji Fatzi's mouth was the taste of dry red fermentation, which was somewhat choking.

"It's too cold outside, so I'll ask Mr. Ji to go to a tea restaurant to sit down. "The man was of medium height, with a broad face at the top and narrow at the bottom, and he had a bit of a philistine taste.

"I'm not available. Ji Fatzi said impatiently.

"Then I don't know if Mr. Ji is free for Luan Feng Qingming?" the man said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Ji Fatzi's face suddenly changed and he asked in a lost voice.

"I'm talking about Luan Feng Qingming. When the man saw Ji Fatzi's face, he knew that he already had bargaining chips, and his voice was very low, so low that even the doorman couldn't hear it, "Mr. Ji must not want too many people to hear the news, doesn't he?"

Ji Fatzi's face was cloudy, and he finally said, "Where are you going?"

"Not far away, is the Cantonese tea restaurant in front. The man held out his hand and said, "It's quiet." ”

As they walked forward, one had a ghost in his heart, the other was puzzled, but he didn't notice it, and not far away, a man in a trench coat followed.

In fact, even if they pay attention, they can't see it, the figure of that person seems dignified, but it is in a trance, and it is as elusive as a shadow.

The two entered the tea restaurant, found a place to sit down, although it is time to eat, the business of this tea restaurant is not good, this may also be the person has been foresighted, one by one the stained glass partition out of the private space, when the two of them sat down, I don't know that the one in the trench coat also sat down, just next to them.

"What do you want, sir?" asked the waiter impatiently before they could take off their coats.

"Two cups of milk tea. The man waved his hand, and without waiting for the waiter to walk away, he ordered, "We don't like to bother, when the milk tea is delivered, you can entertain others, and I will look for you again if there is something." ”

"What about you, sir?" the waiter asked the guest next to him, stooping down.

"Clear tea. The man next to him had a low voice.

"Do you want Tieguanyin or chrysanthemum tea, or ......" The waiter was impatient.

"You decide. The man next to him spoke in a calm voice, took off his trench coat and handed it to the waiter, revealing a smile that was always a little lazy, and a look that saw through the world.

If Ji Fatzi listened carefully, he might feel familiar, but his mind was not on the person behind him at all, he just stared at the person in front of him, trying his best to identify his intentions.

The man cautiously glanced at the young man opposite, feeling that he shouldn't know him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, what he was so careful to do, and it was not himself who did bad things, but many secrets were, and when there were more people, it became not a secret, and it became worthless.

"What is your surname?" Ji Fatzi has been calm and recovered, and he no longer seems to be so frightened, what else is he afraid of?

"My surname is Yang, Yang Hongye. The man smiled and said, "A little person, presumably Mr. Ji won't remember me, but my ancestors are very famous, and they all say that our Yang family is the descendant of Yang Zaixing." ”

"Yang Hongye?" Ji Fatzi muttered, and suddenly heard Yang Zaixing's three words, and the milk tea in his hand almost fell, "You are Yang Hu's relative?"

"Mr. Ji is a noble person, but he still thinks of my father. Yang Hongye said coldly: "But I don't know if Mr. Ji remembers the piece of jade that he cheated from my father, how can Luan Feng Qingming say it now, it can also be sold for hundreds of thousands?"

Ji Fatzi has regained his composure, "I'm not cheating, I'm buying." ”

"yes, buy, that's a nice thing to say. Yang Hongye laughed with an indescribable mockery, "It only cost two hundred yuan to buy a piece of jade from my father, which is almost the size of a palm, and I said Mr. Ji, you really do a good deal." ”

Ji Fatzi's attitude became cold: "What you said is good, but one is willing to pay, and the other is willing to pay, this is originally a consensual thing, and it is also in line with the principle of buying and selling, you were still young at the time, but you should know that I definitely didn't cheat him out of a penny, not to mention, the two hundred yuan at that time, and now the twenty thousand yuan can't be exchanged." ”

"You didn't cheat my father out of a penny. Yang Hongye sneered again and again, "But what about the blind man who pretended to be a fortune teller, I was still young at the time, and when I saw you and him go out of the countryside, I thought you were a good person, but now that I think about it, it turns out that you are just a gang, one of you sings white-faced, lied that my father is sick, and the other sings red-faced, and takes the initiative to pay for my father's medicine, I don't know if this is considered fraud?"

Ji Fatzi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Of course what you say now is nothing, but now is the place where the law will be given, everything must be based on evidence, I don't know what evidence you have?"

When Yang Hongye heard this name, Lin Yifei remembered the name of Yang Hongwei, and even remembered the painting that Fang Zhenting bought.

Yang Zaixing's descendants?

When he thought of this name, Lin Yifei's heart warmed, but it was a little cold in an instant.

The person sitting behind Ji Fatzi was Lin Yifei!

Ah Shui's news is still very well-informed, he found out that there is only one recent cultural relics auction in the capital, there are three celebrities attending the meeting, Lin Yifei has seen both sides of Ji Fat, but he has never thought that Ji Fatman's fame is not small, of course, this is in the antique world, Ah Shui even found out the whereabouts of Ji Fatman, but when he arrived at Ji Fatman's foothold, he knew that Ji Fatman had gone to the banquet, and when he arrived here, he found that there was a person standing sneakily outside the door, when he hesitated to enter, Ji Fatman had already come unexpectedly, and he decided to follow the two mysteriously。

But he didn't expect to hear Yang Zaixing's name here!

Yang Zaixing said that in the first battle of Xiaoshang River, he rode 300 lightly and killed more than 2,000 enemies, including 10,000 households and 100 people.

What can such an iron-clad hero do? It's not the same sunset grass and trees, ordinary alleys, and the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind!

(To be continued)