Chen Yang was stunned after hearing this. This old man sold a Song Dynasty silk painting for 500 yuan?How can you make money like this?No antique dealer in Beijing would do this, right?

After paying the money, Mr. Zhou also left the painting tube to Chen Yang, put the silk into the painting tube with his own hands, and handed it to Chen Yang, "Young man, one day you will understand the research, just tell me. If one day I If you don’t have any more, just go to my grave and burn some paper money, tell me the result, and that will satisfy my old man’s wishes.”

After speaking, Mr. Zhou handed the painting tube to Chen Yang, turned around and left.

Chen Yang and Song Min stood side by side. Looking at Mr. Zhou's somewhat hunched back, they walked even more briskly.

"This old man..."

Song Min smiled slightly, "Isn't it strange?"

"The famous old weirdo Zhou in the capital, some people also call him Zhou Shifan! The objects that come out of his hands, regardless of the age, are all genuine. Because every time he sells an object, no matter how much it costs, he turns it into ten I’ll give you twice the price.”

"If an item comes for 200 yuan, I will sell it to you for 2000 yuan. If you give me 20 yuan or [-] yuan, they still won't sell it to you!"

"Ah?" After hearing this, Chen Yang looked at Song Min with his mouth wide open, "How can there be such a strange person these days?"

Song Min nodded, "When I first fell in love with antiques, I really couldn't distinguish anything. I couldn't figure out what the carcass, the glaze, the overglaze, and the underglaze were."

Speaking of this, Song Min laughed at himself, "I met Mr. Zhou once, and I originally wanted to buy a real object from him. But after Mr. Zhou learned about my situation, he told me about it from Guangxu to Wanli. He told me about every object in his shop."

"What Mr. Zhou often said is that he is neither an antique dealer nor an antique collector. He is just a passerby of history. His mission is to transfer history and culture to us young people!"

After listening to what Song Min said, Chen Yang was shocked in his heart.He put the painting tube on his back, pointed at Mr. Zhou's back, cupped his fists and saluted deeply.

Chen Yang understood in his heart that people like Mr. Zhou may be called stupid by many people in this age where money is paramount, but this kind of antique man is the purest person and the most worthy of admiration.

"Let's go, take your Flower God Cup and go to Song Qingyun!" Chen Yang motioned to Song Min to take the Flower God Cup and follow him.

"No need, I trust you." Song Min rolled her eyes at Chen Yang and said complainingly.

"I know," Chen Yang chuckled, "I mean, make my uncle jealous, haha!"

After hearing this, Song Min pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that Song Qingyun was very happy when she saw the envious expression of the Flower God Cup, so she took the Flower God Cup and went to find Song Qingyun with Chen Yang.

Song Qingyun was not seen in the hall, so Chen Yang was going to take Song Min to the back.Song Min grabbed Chen Yang and said that no one could enter the back, and that it was Mr. Yan's private place.

Chen Yang said it was okay. You have good things in your hands, so what are you afraid of? Besides, there is Song Qingyun.

In this way, Song Min was pulled by Chen Yang towards the backyard. Shao Bin saw this scene from one side. He pushed Zheng Shaowen next to him and said with a smirk, "Master Zheng, I saw that boy holding Song Min's hand." Min's little hands moved back, do you think they are looking for excitement?"

When Zheng Shaowen looked up, he only saw Song Min's back, but he could still see that Song Min was being held by someone's hand and moved backward.

"Damn it!" Zheng Shaowen punched him hard. Where did he come from? Ever since he appeared, he has been in trouble.Not only did Song Min not want the Ru kiln, but she also slapped herself in public, making herself embarrassed.

"Shao Bin, go find out what the relationship between this kid and Song Qingyun is," Zheng Shaowen tightly grasped the tea cup in his hand, "If it's not a big deal, kill him!"

Chen Yang took Song Min to the back. After arriving in front of the door, someone went in to explain the situation to Mr. Yan. After a while, they were let in.

Song Qingyun and others were drinking tea in the room and chatting about today's events. Mr. Yan also knew that there was something wrong with him selling the fake Ru kiln for so much money.

But he said that he had no choice. After all, he would have to hold an auction later. Whether he auctioned this Ru kiln or not, it would affect his reputation, so he might as well give it a try.

Besides, for this kind of imitation, even if it spreads to the market, who can see the flaws? When the flaws are discovered, come and find yourself again. Why do you say it was taken from me!

While several people were chatting, Chen Yang walked in with Song Min.When Song Min saw Mr. Yan, she became well behaved. First she slightly saluted Mr. Yan, and then she stood aside obediently.

"Old Song, let me show you something nice to open your eyes!" Chen Yang ran to Song Qingyun with a smile, patted Song Qingyun on the shoulder and said.

Song Qingyun glanced at Song Min, then looked at Chen Yang, smiled and said to Song Min, "How about it, Miss Song, let me tell you Chen Yanggui, he must have found something good for you, take it out and let us open your eyes!" "

Song Min pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly, then carefully placed the Flower God Cup on the table.

The moment he saw the cup, Song Qingyun's eyes lit up first, but he was a junior here, and whoever caught his eye first would not be his turn.

"Flower Cup?" Bian Feijun stood up immediately and reached out to take the Flower God Cup. He didn't look at it carefully first, but put it under his nose and smelled it before looking at it carefully.

The May Pomegranate Flower God Cup is extremely transparent under the light, and the pomegranates on the cup body seem to be alive.

"Yes, absolutely yes, they are exactly the same as the ones in the museum!" Bian Feijun said excitedly, "The only pity is that this cup has a punch, but for the Flower God Cup itself, this punch is no longer called Problem!"

After reading several biographies, they all came to the same conclusion. This was one of Kangxi's Twelve Flower God Cups. Mr. Yan was also very excited. He turned to Song Min and asked, "Miss Song, what do you plan to do with this Flower God Cup?" Auction?"

Song Min stayed where she was after hearing this. After the object came into her hands, Zheng Shaowen first made trouble, and then chatted with Chen Yang. Until now, she has not taken a good look at it.

Song Min shook her head slightly, "Uncle Yan, I just got this item, and I haven't..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Mr. Yan smiled and waved his hand, "Uncle is anxious. In this way, whenever you have had enough fun and want to make a move, Uncle Yan can help you sell it at any time!"

Song Qingyun put the Flower God Cup in his hand back on the table, looked up at Song Min, "Miss Song, if I'm not wrong, Chen Yang helped you negotiate the price, right? How much did it cost?"

Song Min stretched out three fingers and Mr. Yan smacked his tongue, "30 is a bit high, but there is no problem. As long as you want to sell it, Uncle Yan will definitely help you sell it for twice the price."

"You know, Uncle Yan is the most trustworthy!"

After Mr. Yan finished speaking, several people glanced at Mr. Yan. Are you the most trustworthy?How do you explain that piece of Ru kiln just now?

"Uncle Yan, it's not 30, it's [-]!" Song Min shook her head and said.

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