Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

Blood coral?!

Fu Wan and Qin Fu looked at each other, and they both suddenly understood.

No wonder the auction venue is so lively today, it turns out there is South China Sea blood coral!

Qin Fu frowned slightly, then smiled and teased, "Blood coral is a good thing. Second uncle wants to buy it and keep it as a treasure?"

"What are you talking about? Do I, your second uncle, look like such a rich man?"

Sun Fugui rolled his eyes at Qin Fu and said, "I'm just looking at it, I'm not buying it."

After that, he said excitedly, "I heard that the South China Sea blood coral is half a person's height and of excellent quality. I wonder where Wan Jinlai got it from!"

"A blood coral this big would have to start at a few hundred thousand, and I estimate that even my entire fortune combined wouldn't fetch that much. If I buy this, I'll be left with nothing!"

Fu Wan and Qin Fu couldn't help but laugh at the exaggerated tone. "Second Uncle is still modest. Apart from anything else, your nephews won't let you starve!"

"That's true. My family has brothers Jin and Youcai, who are pretty good among the younger generation."

Sun Fugui was somewhat complacent. His family had been wealthy for generations, but most of their assets, except for those overseas, had been criticized in the past few years and there was very little left.

Their generation is too old to work, but fortunately the younger generations are hardworking and do not stay in the capital to live off their savings. Instead, they choose to go out and make a name for themselves.

Not to mention anything else, as long as you don't smoke opium and don't gamble, there will be no problem for three generations to have enough food.

As we were talking, the auction had already begun!

Although an item was added temporarily, the order of the auction did not change much.

The first item to be auctioned was a gourd bottle from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. I have to say that the location chosen by Sun Fugui was very good, with a very broad view.

As long as Fu Wan lowered her head slightly, she could see the specific appearance of the gourd bottle.

When she saw it clearly, Fu Wan kept exclaiming in her heart how beautiful she was.

The emperors of the Qing Dynasty all had good aesthetic tastes, and the ornaments from their reigns also reflected the preferences of these ancestors.

Obviously, Emperor Qianlong liked things that were magnificent and had many comprehensive elements.

In simple terms, it's just fancy stuff.

The gourd bottle in front of me is about 20 centimeters high. There is a lifelike lazy Western woman painted on the bottle body. There are also complicated yet elegant light pink patterns on the edge of the bottle, which looks very exquisite.

Gourd bottle from the Qianlong period, please delete if the image is infringed

“For the first auction item, we want to make a good start.

The starting price is 66,666, and the minimum increment is 1,000. Everyone, let's begin!"

Wan Jinlai's clear voice resounded throughout the venue, and then people who liked this thing began to raise their signs and bid.

Fu Wan was not very interested in this kind of antique vase. To her, it was just for display. She had to be careful with it when placed at home, otherwise if it broke, she would be heartbroken for several days.

Everyone was quite fast, and the auction process for the first collection was completed in about five minutes.

Hearing the sound of the small wooden hammer falling, Fu Wan took a special look and saw that the person who took the picture of the gourd bottle was a middle-aged man wearing a black hat, who looked to be Chinese.

Next is the second collection, a pair of porcelain cups from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, if you don’t participate in the bidding at an auction, it can be a bit boring.

Fu Wan had nothing to do, so she looked around.

Just at this moment, the gauze curtain opposite was lifted up, and Fu Wan accidentally saw the man's appearance, and her pupils trembled.

I almost lost my grip on the tea bowl.

Feng Ji!

Perhaps Fu Wan's gaze was too passionate, Feng Ji noticed it and looked over subconsciously.

"Why, Comrade Xiaofu also recognizes Feng Yike?"

Sun Fugui noticed Fu Wan's expression and couldn't help but ask.

Fu Wan was puzzled, then realized that Feng Yiyan should be Feng Ji's nickname in the capital.

"Are you talking about Uncle Feng? Yes, we knew each other in Longhai City before."

"Longhai City, no wonder."

Sun Fugui nodded thoughtfully. Fu Wan thought for a moment and stood up. "Second Uncle Sun, Brother Qin, I'll go say hello to Uncle Feng."

If she didn't go over to say hello when they met, Feng Ji would probably roll his eyes at her later.

Qin Fu also stood up after hearing this. "Let me go with you. Uncle Feng and Third Master are old friends. He even came to visit Third Master at home a while ago."

It was called a visit, but in fact it was just two elderly men in their sixties or seventies verbally attacking each other.

Mr. Ning San came up and spoke in a sarcastic tone, saying that Feng Ji was not dead. He had not returned to the capital for so many years, and he thought he had to send someone to Longhai City to deal with him.

Feng Ji was not a pushover either. He kept saying, "You blind man, all you do is burn ambergris all day long. Be careful or you might be suffocated to death by the incense one day."

Those who know him think he is a friend, while those who don’t think he is an enemy they haven’t seen for a long time.

However, Qin Fu had long been accustomed to it. He would take advantage of the time when the two ancestors were arguing to make tea and wash fruits. When the two were tired and thirsty, they could stop and drink some tea and continue arguing.

Fu Wan just turned around and was about to leave when Feng Ji appeared from behind the screen with a sour face.

"Huh, you girl, do you still know who I am? I thought you had forgotten about me a long time ago!"

Here it comes, the familiar sarcasm again!

Fu Wan had dealt with Feng Ji so many times, how could she not know that he was not really angry.

If he was really angry, he wouldn't have run over here from the other side.

"How could that be, Uncle Feng? I just said I'd go see you. Even if I forget anyone else, I can never forget you! Come, sit here."

Fu Wan hurriedly pulled out an empty chair, and Feng Ji's sullen face finally relaxed a little.

"When did you come to the capital?"

"I just arrived yesterday. I was planning to buy something here today and visit you tomorrow."

"Oh, you want me to give you a hand later, right?"

Feng Ji nodded towards Sun Fugui, but his words remained ruthless.

Fu Wan laughed, "You're the only one who can see it right away."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Wan suddenly realized that Sun Fugui called Feng Ji Feng Yiyan. Could it be that this title only had a simple and crude superficial meaning?

Could it be that he can recognize good things at a glance?

Feng Ji didn't know what Fu Wan was thinking. He glanced at Fu Wan and saw that she looked good. He could guess in his heart that she had been having a good time recently.

"Tell me, what have you set your eyes on?"

Feng Ji tapped the table lightly with his fingers. There was no one else here except Sun Fugui, so Fu Wan spoke directly.

"Nine Mysterious Golden Needles."

Feng Ji was a little surprised when he heard this. "It's a good thing, but what do you want it for?"

Fu Wan blushed a little and said embarrassedly, "Give it to someone."

If someone gives a golden needle as a gift, that person must be a doctor.

Feng Ji didn't ask any more questions and turned to look at Qin Fu again.

"You're here too, could it be that the guy who's addicted to smelling fragrance all day is also interested in blood coral?"

Qin Fu shook his head in denial upon hearing this.

"Uncle San doesn't know about this yet. I brought Comrade Xiao Fu here today on purpose."