Douluo: You call this a toy

Liu Xueru, who was rushing home to pick up Sun Zhihan and Xiaolian, received a call from her mother and said angrily: "It's not over yet! Yang Fan is not the kind of person you imagined."

Resolutely hung up the phone.

At this moment, Yang Fan was rushing to the antique city. He had made an appointment with Wang Ke yesterday to help him look at the treasure, but he was pulled away by the driver and experienced a fight.

When he arrived at the antique city, he had some breakfast before heading to Yuyuanzhai.

Most of the shops are not open yet, and the same goes for Yuyuanzhai, whose doors are closed.

He squatted at the door, watching the passers-by, and waited for a while. When Wang Ke didn't come, he called him. Wang Ke heard that he was outside the store and told him to wait, so he hung up the phone.

Just when Yang Fan was curious, the rolling shutter door came up with a crash.

"Why didn't you call before you came? I was so busy last night that I didn't go back."

Wang Ke said and let Yang Fan into the store, then lowered the rolling shutter door.

"Is it closed today?"

Yang Fan asked.

"Haha, Xiao Lei has the key. He will open the door when he comes."

The two came upstairs and entered Wang Ke's quaint office.

"I was waiting for you at midnight yesterday. Is there something wrong?"

Wang Ke made a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Fan.

"Oh, a little thing happened and it's been taken care of. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting in vain."

"Why are we brothers so polite?"

Wang Ke took out a delicate wooden box from the safe and took out a pen holder.

"Brother, you have good eyesight, help me identify it."

He handed the pen holder to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's eyes fell on the pen holder, and he wondered what kind of treasure it could be. He was interested in jade, emerald agate, and not the pen holder. However, Wang Ke had already mentioned it, and he wanted to help.

It was said that this pen holder had a shiny green glaze and was thin and tall. He didn't know the goods, so he had to use Tianmo's mobile phone.

"How about it?"

Wang Ke couldn't wait to ask.

Yang Fan read the information fed back from Tianmo's phone.

"This pen holder is shaped like a barrel. The blue and white are rich in color. The painting method is to draw lines and fill in colors, with a slight protrusion. The painting is free and easy, and the blue and white are slightly smudged."

Wang Ke nodded, "Please continue."

"The mouth is glazed with sauce, and the bottom is flat and unglazed. It is a typical feature of early Shunzhi porcelain. It's a pity..."

Wang Ke was just happy, thinking he had picked up a big leak. When he heard the word "pity", his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"It's a pity that there is a diagonal cut of about five centimeters in the mouth."

Wang Ke took it over and took a closer look. It was indeed as Yang Fan said.

His reaction fell into Yang Fan's eyes, and he was so excited. After I finished speaking, "Even so, it is a rare thing. Generally speaking, the hair color and glaze of this treasure are excellent, and the entire porcelain is There are no blemishes such as spots.”

Wang Ke exhaled suddenly, "You scared me."

Yang Fan pointed at the pen holder and added: "This pen holder is a typical style of the Shunzhi period. It is carved with travertine flowers, plum blossoms, orchids and bamboos. The picture on the back is of several flying swallows under the high sun. In terms of hair color, painting and production techniques, , all of which can be regarded as masterpieces at that time.”

It wasn't until Yang Fan finished speaking that Wang Ke gave a thumbs up, "Tall, really tall. In terms of eyesight and appreciation ability, no one can compare with you in the entire antique city."

"Brother, do you know how much I paid for it? I can give you an estimate by the way."

Regarding the price, Yang Fan didn't know anything about it, and Tianmo Mobile couldn't give a reference price. He smiled and said: "It must be a few thousand anyway."

Wang Ke waved his hand, "Guess again."

"Is it tens of thousands?"

"Too high."

"Isn't it a few hundred? You've made a lot of money."

Wang Ke stretched out his hand and said mysteriously: "Fifty."

"so cheap?"

"Haha, do you know how much it can be sold for? At least 20, or even higher if you meet an expert."

Antique shops are really bad. Counterfeit goods worth a few yuan can be sold for hundreds of thousands, while treasures worth tens of millions of dollars can only be sold for a few thousand yuan. The price difference is huge.

Therefore, when entering the antique world, you must first understand, otherwise, you will lose everything. If you are an expert, if you are lucky, you can become a multi-millionaire by betting on a treasure.

Yang Fan's eyes moved from the blue and white pen holder to Wang Ke's face. He saw that his forehead was bruised and there were blood bruises at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but be stunned. He had obviously been beaten.

"Brother Wang, what happened to your face?"

Mentioning this matter, Wang Ke sighed softly, "Maybe I offended someone. Last night, I planned to close the door and go home, but I didn't know that I was attacked just as I locked the door."

"Did you call the police?"

He shook his head, "I still want to do business here, and I don't want to make a big deal out of it, so forget it."

"Do you have a suspect?"

After what happened to Chu Shaoxing, Yang Fan got inspiration from it. The more you tolerate some people, the other person will think that you are afraid of him and will hurt you more unscrupulously. If you know who it is, you must give him a severe blow.

"Other than my companions, who else could it be? I endured it this time. If I dare to do it next time, it will never end like this."

Thinking that what he said made sense, Yang Fan didn't say anything, but took out a defensive jade talisman from his pocket, "If it has been illuminated, it will protect you if you wear it."

Wang Ke took it and glanced at it. Ordinary jade pendants were everywhere on the street. No one wanted them for five yuan each. He didn't understand why Yang Fan gave him such a cheap thing. He placed it gently on the table, but it was about to be taken away. , caught a glimpse of the runes on the jade pendant, and immediately picked it up again, putting it in front of his eyes for careful identification.

His reaction was expected by Yang Fan. Yang Fan drank tea and looked at him indifferently.

"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, it's a defensive talisman, right? Where did it come from?"

As expected of being in the antique business, he recognized the defensive jade talisman at a glance, "I bought it for five yuan. If you don't like it, I will give it to someone else."

"No, you can't take back what you give away. This jade pendant, in fact, it can't even be called jade, it's worthless, but if it is carved into a defensive talisman, its worth will skyrocket, at least one hundred thousand."

Yang Fan suddenly froze, one hundred thousand?Did you hear that right?

"Many, how much?"

"At least one hundred thousand! Don't say you don't know the goods."

Yang Fan stood up and swallowed, "Would you buy it for [-] yuan?"

"Of course, I'll charge you as much as you want!"

Good boy, Yang Fan found another way to make money. A defensive jade talisman cost 200 yuan. If he made 6000 of them a day, that would be [-] million. One month would be [-] million, one year...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, because he couldn't expose his ability to make jade talismans. It would be reasonable if he sold a few every month. He reached out and took out another attack jade talisman.

Wang Ke took it in his hands, studied it for a few minutes, and immediately recognized it as an attack jade talisman.

"Brother, my little heart is almost broken by you. The attack jade talisman is at least fifty thousand. Stop hiding your secrets and quickly take out all the treasures in your pocket."

Wang Ke's eyes were burning, and the way he looked at Yang Fan was like seeing an alien species.

"Brother Wang, please don't get excited. Let's discuss cooperation."

"Cooperation? You have the supply, right?"

Wang Ke almost went crazy, regardless of his own image, he held Yang Fan's hand tightly.