i can restore all antiques

Chapter 192

When Chen Bufei came out of the ruined temple, Ding Hu suddenly looked up at him, "Brother Fei, are you alright?"

"Yes." Chen Bufei still had the inkstone in his pocket.

"Brother Fei, you seem to be different in some way." Ding Hu frowned. It is said that the older the treasure, the more flavorful it is. It is the kind of vicissitudes that transcend time.

Ding Hu seemed to see it in Chen Bufei.

At this moment, Chen Bufei suddenly said seriously, "I want to renovate this temple."

Ding Hu choked, "Brother Fei, do you want to become a monk?"

Li Hua stood aside expressionlessly, and Zhou Qingya was also a little surprised, "Can this temple make any money?"

"Not making money." Chen Bufei left without saying a word.

That night, Chen Bufei and Ding Hu found someone to start preparing to renovate the temple, and Chen Bufei flew directly to Xinjiang.

At the moment when he planned to renovate the temple, Chen Bufei already had the best candidate to host in his heart. He didn't know if he would have the chance to meet the monk during the competition last time.

Chen Bufei came here secretly, and met with Wu Jingguo. He took care of several shops in an orderly manner, and the fixed income from ore mining flowed into Chen Bufei's account every month.

Chen Bufei discovered that Wu Jingguo was a man of his word, and he could not do anything sneaky or deceptive.

Such people hardly exist in this society. Wu Jingguo took him around the shop, "I'll take care of my shop, and bring yours along the way. Don't be too polite."

"You can draw another [-]%."

"You look down on me?" Wu Jingguo voluntarily withdrew from the three major families. The several shops he allocated under his hands, as well as the mining rights of the mine, gave him a strong position in Xinjiang, and Chen Bufei's shop gave him He, the two of them are a win-win situation.

"This side is not completely stable yet. I heard that you stole the prize from the Stone Gambling Conference?"

Chen Bufei smiled proudly and said, "I took it away openly."

"Stop pretending, I've heard that Mr. Wang almost wanted someone to assassinate you." Wu Jingguo said with a smile.

"Boss Wu can also joke." Chen Bufei teased him, and a customer happened to come into the store.

"Hello, I bought something in the store two days ago, and it was appraised as fake."

Wu Jingguo is a righteous person, but his temper is not right. When he heard that something was fake, his face immediately turned upside down, "Fake? Which appraisal agency?"

He is tall and big, with a fierce look on his face, which frightens the guests so that they dare not speak.Chen Bufei stood up in time, "He has a bad temper, don't forget to take it to heart, what's your last name?"

"My surname is Xiong."

"Mr. Xiong, what did you buy?" Chen Bufei had a good temper, and Mr. Xiong took out a copper coin from the Qing Dynasty from his pocket.

"That's it, is it true in your store?"

Chen Bufei took it over and took a look around. The Manchu script on the left and the money bureau in Manchu script on the right are all based on the ratio of copper, six lead and four. This kind of single design is probably only available in the Yongzheng period.

When Chen Bufei rubbed it in his hand, he already felt the faint breath of time, and he would be a fool not to absorb the breath of time at this time.

"Which company are you appraised at? Can you take us to have a look?"

Chen Bufei met Wu Jingguo's gaze, and Wu Jingguo immediately understood, "Let's go, I'll go and see which appraiser is so blind to Mount Tai."

"Okay, just go. That master is the most famous appraiser in our ten miles and eight villages. He has never made any mistakes."

"Please take a trip."

The car drove on the mountain road for almost half an hour, and finally entered the village. Along the way, Chen Bufei chatted with Mr. Xiong, "What kind of master is this?"

"A master is a master! What else is a master?" Mr. Xiong was a little anxious, "Let me tell you, don't try to force the master to say that this thing is fake."

Wu Jingguo couldn't help it anymore, "Does this master have an appraisal certificate? Does he have a qualification certificate?"

Mr. Xiong's face turned red because he was suppressing it, and he was speechless and didn't say a word.Chen Bufei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't blame my brother for being harsh. Appraisal of this thing still requires certain qualifications."

"There must be a qualified master! He even won the second prize in the Stone Betting Competition a few days ago!"

Chen Bufei's eyelids twitched, it really took no effort to get here, he even asked Wu Jingguo for help, is this the legend that Cao Cao is here?

"Certificate, qualification certificate, we only recognize this when returning the product." Wu Jingguo's attitude remained the same.

Seeing that the car was still driving into the mountains, Wu Jingguo's expression could no longer be described as ugly.

Chen Bufei was eager to try it, a little excited and wondered if this master was a monk from that day.

"Wait a minute, the car stops, master, where are you going?"

Wu Jingguo looked at the monk who had packed his luggage and stood by the roadside and smiled, "Grandson is scared and planning to run away? It's not that simple."

Chen Bufei opened the door and got out of the car, "Master, do you remember me?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has been waiting here for a long time." The monk clasped his hands together and saluted.

"You are..."

The monk grinned, "You come to pick me up, poor monk. I've already packed my things. How about the temple?"

Chen Bufei's eyelids twitched, and the monk took out a small string of wooden beads from his pocket and put it on Chen Bufei's wrist, "This is a meeting gift made by the poor monk himself... shall we leave in this car?"

"This car is a bit broken."

Mr. Xiong, who followed, said in a daze, "Master, are you still the master I know?"

"No." The monk closed his eyes, "I will be the host of the new temple soon."

"..." Mr. Xiong was shocked and forgot about the appraisal.

Chen Bufei stood outside the car, shocked and speechless. Is this monk really a god?Why does he know so clearly?
"Are you that liar monk?" Wu Jingguo said angrily.

The monk treats others politely, "The name of the poor monk, Qingsheng, means a life of innocence..."

"Is that piece of Tongbao identified by you?"

Qingsheng?Chen Bufei suddenly thought of something, and the monk Qingsheng was still talking non-stop, "I'm sorry, Boss Wu, I deliberately identified it as a fake. If there is no such thing, you can't come to pick me up!"

This level of shamelessness is so similar to someone, Chen Bufei suddenly grabbed Qingsheng's arm, "Who told you that I'm here to find you."

"I figured it out myself."

"Hehe..." Chen Bufei stared at him closely, without hesitation to expose it, "Is it a quiet old man, what are you pretending?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know anything." Qing Sheng closed his eyes tightly, "It's getting late, let's hurry up and come up."

This shameless appearance is almost the same as Qing Jing, Chen Bufei endured it and got into the car, "How do you know Qing Jing?"

(End of this chapter)