A treasure-appraisal maniac

"We have guests arriving!"

"Mr. Lu Fei, Ms. Chen Xiang, Ms. Wang Xinyi, Mr. Di Ruilong of Baihua Bank of Malaysia, etc. came to express their condolences."

After hearing the three words in front of them, the people in Guan Haishan who were kneeling in the mourning hall became numb.

But if I continue to listen, everyone in this family will become uneasy.

Everyone raised their heads. Lu Fei had already stepped into the mourning hall, followed by Chen Xiang and Wang Xinyi.

After entering the mourning hall, Lu Fei stared at Kong Fanlong's portrait and walked slowly to the altar table.

The little puppies Wang Xinlei, Ji Yong and Feng Zhe carried two large boxes and placed them next to Lu Fei.

These two big boxes were particularly eye-catching. The big guys chatting outside were curious and came over to take a closer look.

Lu Fei opened the first box and took out a solid wood brocade box. .??.??

The box was opened, and inside was a thick, eggplant-purple, wind-milled copper incense burner.

Seeing this incense burner, Brother Guan Haishan was shocked.

This is no ordinary incense burner, but a serious Xuande burner.

And it’s also a very high-end eggplant purple color.

What surprised them even more was that this Xuande stove was not the one that won the Liu family in the treasure fighting competition, nor was it one of Lu Feiliangbao's Four Seasons stoves. It was a Xuande stove that no one had ever seen before.

Mother!

Before Dou Bao, no real Xuande furnace was produced in China for more than two hundred years.

At the treasure-fighting conference, five genuine Xuande furnaces suddenly appeared, and people were biting their tongues in shock.

But he never expected that Lu Fei still had it in his hands, and it was in such perfect condition.

Where did this kid come from?

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Guan Haishan would have had to rush up and ask what happened.

Lu Fei picked up the Xuande furnace, looked at it, and placed it gently on the altar table.

There are many rules in the mourning hall.

Generally speaking, the decorations on the altar table must not be easily moved.

Lu Fei put the Xuande stove on. Everyone in the family was stunned. Su He wanted to stand up and stop Lu Fei, but was stopped by Su He.

Donghai held him back forcefully.

Inside and outside the mourning hall, all eyes were focused on Lu Fei, intending to see what Lu Fei was going to do.

After the Xuande furnace was set up, Lu Fei took out another box from the box.

The moment the lid was opened and the light shone into the box, the ceiling of the mourning hall was immediately enveloped in a colorful halo.

Countless spots flashed in the halo, like bright galaxies in the vast universe.

Seeing this spectacle, someone suddenly shouted out at the door of the mourning hall.

"Yao changes to the Third Eye!"

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"oh!"

"What are you going to do with Lu Fei taking out the Yaobian Tianmu Zhan?"

"How do I know this? Can't you understand it just by looking at it?"

"besides!"

"The lamp in Lu Fei's hand is no longer called Yaobian Tianmu. What is it called?"

"By the way, Lu Fei said, Yaobian Tianmu was named by the little devil. In China, this kind of lamp is called Haobianzhan."

Lu Fei took out the hair lamp. Not only were the big guys watching outside surprised, but even Guan Haishan and others were confused.

I have no idea what Lu Fei is going to do.

Lu Fei placed the cup on the altar table and took out a water bottle filled with yellow liquid from the box.

Unscrew the cap, pour the viscous yellow liquid into part of the cup, then cap the bottle and hand it to Wang Xinyi.

Then, Lu Fei took out another small paper bag.

The paper bag was opened, and inside was a ball of snow-white cotton.

Lu Fei put the cotton in his hands and twisted it a dozen times with both hands. The ball of cotton turned into a cotton rope about the thickness of his little finger and about 20 centimeters long.

Lu Fei put one end of the cotton rope into the

Circle it around a few times in the changing cup, leaving about three centimeters hanging on the edge of the cup.

After a few seconds, the yellow liquid inside was absorbed by the cotton rope.

After the exposed part was completely soaked, Lu Fei lit the outer part of the cotton rope on fire.

More than ten centimeters of flames rose up, and the smell of tung oil instantly filled the mourning hall.

"puff"

"Lu Fei actually used a millimeter lamp worth over 100 million yuan as an eternal lamp?"

"This is too wasteful!"

"What if the lamp burns out?"

"Even if it doesn't burn out, it's inevitable that the patella will be damaged."

"Isn't this Zuo?"

The big guys outside were dumbfounded in shock, and Guan Haishan was trembling with distress.

When the ever-burning lamp was lit, Lu Fei directly took off the plain wax on the altar table, blew it out, and handed it to the little milk dog.

Then he opened a box again and took out five plates.

Brother kiln plate!

Seeing clearly that it was Ge Kiln Pan with the open door, the four brothers Guan Haishan were all in trouble.

The Ge Kiln plate replaced the ordinary plate for holding tributes and was rearranged. Lu Fei opened the second box and took out a rectangular solid wood box from it.

Open the lid and take out three burning incense sticks with a thickness of thirty centimeters from inside.

After handing the box to the little dog, Lu Fei held the incense in his hands and lit it on the ever-burning lamp.

Instantly a strange fragrance filled the entire mourning hall.

In less than two seconds, everyone in the courtyard smelled this special fragrance.

Ten seconds later, the archaeological bigwigs chatting outside Kong's house twitched their noses at the same time.

"Where does the scent come from?"

"Why does it smell so good?"

"Hiss——"

"This seems to be a mixture of canaan and ambergris, and it's the best!"

"Who is so prodigal?

How could such a precious spice be set on fire? "

"Hey, this fragrance seems to be coming from the courtyard. Let's go in and have a look?"

"Let's go and have a look!"

The special fragrance wafted out, and all the bosses were shocked. The four brothers Guan Haishan were moved to tears.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

The Haobian lamp, the Xuande furnace, the Ge kiln plate, plus such precious spices, this is simply the ultimate luxury.

Master was right about this kid, he was so interesting.

Lu Fei glanced at Kong Fanlong's portrait, raised the incense in his hand above his head and knelt down.

Lu Fei did not kneel on the futon, but directly on the cold floor tiles.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Fei kowtowed respectfully four times and raised his head again. Lu Fei's forehead was blue and purple with tears streaming down his face.

Lu Fei didn't say a word, just stared at the portrait in silence.

A minute later, Lu Fei stood up and inserted three incense sticks into the Xuande stove.

He casually took off the original ordinary incense burner and gave it to the little milk dog.

After the family returned the gift, Lu Fei bowed to Kong Panqing.

"Aunt Kong, I'm late."

"Xiao Fei, thank you!" Kong Panqing said with sobs.

"No!"

"I'm sorry for Mr. Kong."

"This box is full of spices prepared by me. From now on, this is the one I will use."

"Those ordinary spices are not worthy of Mr. Kong."

"Aunt Kong, I'm going out for a while. I'll stay here tonight to keep vigil. Please take care of yourself and feel safe." Lu Fei said.

He nodded with Su Donghai and came to Kong Jiaqi.

Looking at Kong Jiaqi, who had red and swollen eyes and a haggard face, Lu Fei felt a twinge in his heart.

"Jia Qi, everyone has this step."

"Mr. Kong is already 100 years old. This is a joyous occasion for mourning. Don't be too sad."