Antique Dealer

Chapter 221 Help
As I said before, Fang Hao is not interested in antique appraisal certificates.

Antique appraisers used to be called "palm eyes". Palm eyes rely on eyesight and conscience.Nowadays, being tempted by interests, morality and conscience are often "missed".

Some so-called appraisal experts often give you a certificate as long as you give money.As for whether you have the "authentication certificate" issued by them, whether the collection can be sold later is not their concern.All they have to do is receive the money.

Of course, not all experts are greedy for profit. However, all cultural relics involve not only society, archaeology, materials, physics, and chemistry, but also astronomy, geography, humanities, art, and history.With such a wide range of disciplines and such extensive knowledge, Fang Hao believes that, except for him who has a plug-in, no expert can do it.

Therefore, it is normal for experts to miss their eyes, which also reduces the quality of the appraisal certificate to a certain extent.

At this time, a person at the next table whispered, "Could it be that you missed something?"

"Old Gao can lose his eyes, are you kidding me?"

"I haven't heard of anyone in the antique shop who didn't miss it!"

The person next to him laughed: "Hey, that's what I said, but if you dare to say this to Yu Hui, he will definitely beat you!"

"Your words are too narrow. How about we make a bet that I will go to Yu Hui tomorrow and say this in front of his face. If he beats me up, I will invite you to go to Xijing restaurant for a meal. If he You didn't beat me up, you invited me to Xijing Hotel, how about it, dare you bet!"

"Okay! Bet!"

Fang Hao listened to the conversation of these people, and shook his head secretly and laughed. To actually bet on such a thing, he must have drunk too much.

At this time, the simmered noodles they ordered came to the table. It looked like a big scorpion, and it tasted very fragrant. I wanted to eat it when I smelled it.

Everyone moved their chopsticks one after another, the noodles were light, hot and sour, and the more they ate, the more they craved it.

Fang Hao quickly ate one bowl, and he ordered another bowl if he hadn't eaten enough, not to mention him, even the old man ordered another small bowl after eating, as long as the business of this store is booming, it will be normal But that's all.

After eating and drinking enough, the three returned to the hotel.

On the way back, Fang Shifu and Fang Hao exchanged calligraphy experience.

When the old man was young, he liked calligraphy very much. He could write well. When his legs and feet were good, as long as it was not windy or rainy, he would go to the park to write books with a big homemade brush and gained some fans.

Later, his legs and feet were not so good that Lu Yuan couldn't walk anymore, so he could only practice calligraphy at home, and usually had some like-minded old friends to visit and communicate.

Speaking of it, the old man wanted Fang Hao's cousin Fang Peiyan to follow the way of calligraphy at first, but Fang Peiyan was not interested in it at all. He often fished for three days and posted on the net for two days. After a few months, he made no progress, let alone regressed. .

The old man was very disappointed, so he put his hopes on Fang Hao, which is why Fang Hao went to the calligraphy interest class.It's just that Fang Hao at that time didn't have much interest in calligraphy. Although he was under the pressure of the old man, he didn't put his mind on it, so naturally he didn't have much achievement.

Seeing that Fang Hao's calligraphy performance was not satisfactory, Fang Shifu gave up when he was disappointed, and with the mentality of letting nature take its course, he never forced it again.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that Fang Hao actually said the truth in a casual chat now. Surprised, he saw a branch in front of him, picked it up, and handed it to Fang Hao: “Come on, just write a poem about Jing Ye Si here. Show me!"

Fang Hao's branch did not refuse: "I only have regular script at the moment."

Fang Shifu waved his hand: "It's okay, just use what you are good at."

Fang Zhengqiang also looked at Fang Hao's writing curiously. He is a member of the government and has contact with many cultural people, so of course he can tell whether the writing is good or bad.

Although there is nothing special about writing with branches on this occasion, Fang Hao has to perform well to impress his grandfather and the others, and he will make breakthroughs in cursive script in the future. There will be no abruptness.

As an eternal swan song appeared in front of the two of them, Fang Shifu's eyes became brighter and brighter. Even if Fang Hao's calligraphy could not be fully reflected with the branches, he could still see that Fang Hao's calligraphy was beautiful and graceful. Be mesmerized.

When the last word fell, the old man couldn't help but applauded loudly.

Fang Zhengqiang was also very surprised that his nephew's brush calligraphy is now so good. In his impression, the president of the Jincheng Calligraphy Association is no more than that, no, not even as good as Fang Hao!That is a famous calligrapher in the province!

He couldn't help but look at his nephew again, thinking, the nephew has changed so much, could it be that he suddenly became enlightened?If it wasn't for the sudden enlightenment, it wouldn't make sense.

Fang Shifu applauded excitedly: "Okay, I didn't expect you to never give up on calligraphy, and the regular script is already so good! It's not in vain for my earnest teaching to you!"

Fang Hao smiled without saying a word.

Fang Zhengqiang looked at his father's happy face, and wanted to say, if it weren't for the old man, you gave up the high-pressure teaching to Xiao Hao, how could Xiao Hao have the achievements he has now!
Fang Shifu raised his head and just saw his son's expression, and gave him a hard look: "Why, it's not that I helped Xiaohao lay the foundation since he was a child, so he can achieve what he is now?"

"You have contributed a lot!" The uncle and nephew said in unison.

Fang Shifu put his hands behind his back and smiled all over his face: "Xiaohao, I'm going back tomorrow, why don't you write a picture seriously and bring it back to me."

He wants the old guys to see how outstanding his grandson is!

Fang Hao nodded and agreed: "Okay, you guys go back to the hotel first, I'll go buy a pen, ink and paper."

Watching his grandfather and uncle return to the hotel, Fang Hao opened the map to find a nearby supermarket. At this time, only supermarkets that close late can buy pens, ink and paper.

He found a relatively large supermarket nearby, and it was only one stop away by bus from where he was located. It would only take a taxi for such a short distance. The bus was gone for the time being, so let's just walk.

I went to the supermarket, asked the staff, and bought what he wanted. Although it was not very good, it was enough.

Fang Hao still walked back with the things, and he was still able to exercise and digest food.

While walking, Fang Hao suddenly saw someone pointing at the ground not far in front of him. He took a closer look and found an old man lying on the ground. It seemed that his forehead was injured and he couldn't get up.

There were quite a few people passing by, but they didn’t dare to go up to help them. There was nothing they could do. It’s not uncommon for old people to fall to the ground and refuse to help them. .Moral kidnapping is meaningless, just ask, if it were you, would you dare to help a fallen old man on the ground where no one is around?
However, Fang Hao feels that if there are many people around, or if the video is recorded in advance as evidence, capable people can still help.

Fang Hao took a closer look and found that the old man looked more than 60 years old, well dressed, with obvious blood stains on his forehead, and one foot seemed to be broken.

The old man looked a little miserable, and asked for help to the people around him: "Can someone call an ambulance for me, don't worry, I have never blackmailed anyone in my life!"

Fang Hao sighed in his heart. When he saw the appearance of the old man, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather. Thinking in another way, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

Of course, what should be done is still to be done. He took a picture of what the old man said, and then stepped forward and knelt down: "Master, what do you think is a problem?"

Seeing that someone finally paid attention to him, the old man hurriedly said: "I have a headache, mainly because I can't move my feet. It may be because of a broken bone. My heart hurts when I move."

In this situation, Fang Hao must not be able to move, so he first dragged off his clothes and put them under the old man's head. The old man thanked Fang Hao so much that his eyes were a little moist.

Fang Hao comforted the old man a few words, then called an ambulance, and then contacted his uncle to inform them of the matter and tell them not to worry.

After the phone call, Fang Hao stayed beside the old man: "Master, let me contact your children for you."

"Call my son." The old man told Fang Hao the phone number.

Fang Hao dialed the number, but he didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, the other party regarded him as a liar and hung up the phone.

"You can use my mobile phone to make calls. It's in my pocket. I don't know if it's broken."

Fang Hao took out his mobile phone according to the old man's instructions. Fortunately, the screen of the mobile phone was cracked, so there was no problem making calls.

The call was connected as soon as the call was made, but the other party still heard Fang Hao's voice, and Fang Hao handed the phone to the old man again, only to realize that something had happened.

Before the ambulance arrived, the old man told the whole story to his son on the other end of the phone. He accidentally stepped on the ground, sprained his foot, hit his head on the floor tile and broke it.

The other party learned that Fang Hao had provided help, and was very grateful, and said that he would buy a plane ticket to Xijing immediately, and asked Fang Hao to take care of the elderly, and he would definitely thank him.

Fang Hao handed the phone back to the old man and started communicating with the old man again.

The old man’s surname is Miao, and his name is Miao Qiusheng. He is from the capital. Because his wife passed away early, he retired and stayed at home alone, so he went out to travel alone. travel outside.

He had been visiting Xijing for several days this time, and he planned to go home the day after tomorrow, but unexpectedly, such an accident happened.

When Fang Hao was communicating with the old man, two policemen came to understand the situation. Fang Hao told them the situation. After they recorded it, they gave Fang Hao his contact information. If you have any questions, you can contact them.

After a while, the ambulance also arrived. After learning about the situation, the doctor made a simple diagnosis, and then carried Miao Qiusheng into the ambulance, and Fang Hao followed.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fang Hao went to pay the fee. After a while, Miao Qiusheng also had a checkup. The condition of his forehead was fine, but he had three stitches. The ankle was indeed broken. Fortunately, it was not serious, but only a slight fracture. .

Knowing his own situation, Miao Qiusheng said to Fang Hao: "Xiao Fang, it's getting late, I have nothing to do here, why don't you go back and rest, and I will send my son to find you tomorrow."

Fang Hao smiled and said it's okay, since he has promised Miao Qiusheng's son, he will definitely do what he says.

After two o'clock in the morning, Miao Qiusheng's son rushed to the hospital.

After learning about his father's situation from Fang Hao's mouth, Miao Youkang's tense heartstrings finally relaxed. He held Fang Hao's hand and said, "Xiao Fang, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, my father would have suffered a lot." sin!"

Fang Hao said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just happened to meet, and even without me, there are other people to help."

Miao Youkang smiled slightly: "You can't say that, and isn't there no help from others? By the way, can you add a WeChat?"

Fang Hao nodded with a smile, and showed his QR code.

Miao Youkang added Fang Hao's WeChat, and then directly transferred 1 yuan to Fang Hao.

When Fang Hao received the transfer information, he shook his head and refused, and ordered to return it immediately: "Brother Miao, you are too polite, I can't accept so much money."

Miao Youkang said: "Take it, I think your help to my father is worth the money."

Fang Hao still refused: "Everyone has a good opinion in their hearts. If you really want to thank me, you can give me the medical expenses I just paid, plus 500 yuan. I will definitely not accept more."

Miao Youkang saw that Fang Hao was persistent, so he followed suit. Anyway, Fang Hao is also in the capital, and there will always be time to pay back favors in the future.

It was getting late, so Fang Hao said goodbye to Miao Youkang and returned to the hotel where he was staying.

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