My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng spread his hands and said, "I plan to go home and take a nap."

"I'm going home too."

Lin Xue said.

Upon hearing this, Qi Lin joked: "Then you two can just say go back together."

"I want to go back to my parents. I haven't seen them for several days."

Lin Xue's expression was speechless.

Only then did Qi Lin understand and said, "Okay, we'll see you in your hometown later."

She said easily.

But then, Qi Lin suddenly remembered something, looked at Yang Feng, and said, "I heard that you seem to be very close to people from the Investigation Bureau recently?"

"Well, I had some interactions with them."

"be careful."

Qi Lin simply said a word and then left in the car.

Yang Feng may not have understood what this sentence meant before, but now he understands its profound meaning.

Lin Xue also stretched and said, "Do you want to go to my dad's house with me? Or should I take you home first?"

"Don't send it off. I'll take a taxi home and have a good sleep."

Yang Feng said nonchalantly.

In fact, he wanted to go back and take a closer look at the Chu characters left on the iron plate.

Now Yang Feng feels more and more that the thing called Shanhe Organization is more complicated than imagined.

Especially it may have something to do with Sima Shan.

After sending Lin Xue away.

Yang Feng was about to turn around and walk towards his home.

But at this moment, another car stopped next to it.

"Mr. Yang, please get in the car."

This voice belonged to Sein Fei, whom I had just met in Bacheng before.

Yang Feng didn't expect that he would find him just after he came back.

After getting on the bus, we arrived at the familiar Tianxuan Pavilion.

Inside Tianxuan Pavilion.

Yang Feng walked in and prepared to walk towards the third floor.

However, Sein Fei stopped him and said, "Mr. Yang, please go directly to the back hall."

"Huh? Didn't you ask me to show you those antiques?"

Yang Feng was a little surprised.

Sein Fei smiled and said: "We have something more important, and I would like to ask sir for advice."

"consult?"

"This is asking you to help me once."

Seinfeld said politely.

Yang Feng thought that he had helped him three times, including this time, four times.

"That's okay. Do you have anything to drink? The most expensive tea."

Every time Yang Feng comes here, he acts like a rich man.

Song Fei waved his hand, arranged for people to prepare, and then greeted Yang Feng into the back hall.

The familiar antique furniture here, as well as the root-carved coffee table.

Yang Feng glanced around and asked curiously: "Where is the thing you want me to see?"

"Mr. Yang, don't worry. Several seniors will come over soon. Let's take a look at it together."

Seinfeld smiled.

Yang Feng felt that Sein Fei seemed to have something special.

Just when he sat down for a while, there were footsteps outside the door.

The people who came this time were members of the Jiangcheng Antiques Association that Yang Feng had met before.

Moreover, Wu Mingze, Lu Jinhong, Han Yunfu and others came, a total of seven or eight people.

Yang Feng was surprised that so many people appeared here.

And these people didn't seem to expect that Yang Feng would appear here.

"Mr. Yang."

Wu Mingze said hello.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "President Wu, it's still Mr. Lu and Mr. Han."

He greeted these acquaintances one by one.

Song Fei stood up and said, "Thank you very much, seniors, for coming."

"Hey, Mr. Song has provided help to our Antiques Association before, and we will naturally not forget it."

Wu Mingze waved his hand.

His words clearly indicated that Seinfeld should have been in contact with them before.

Sein Fei smiled and said: "Since all the Taishan Beidou in the antique world have arrived, please help me take a look at this thing."

As he spoke, Seinfeld clapped his hands.

At this time, a young man came over with a blue and white porcelain jar and slowly placed it on a separate table next to it.

As soon as this work came out, several people were a little excited.

"This is... Yuan Qinghua?!"

Wu Mingze asked immediately.

Song Fei nodded and said: "President Wu really has a good eye. I acquired this antique by chance before, so I would like to ask you to help me find out whether it is worth it or not."

"A blue and white porcelain jar from the Yuan Dynasty, and it's a character story jar."

Han Yunfu touched his chin and said, "Look at this, it should be Wu Song fighting a tiger, right?"

"It's definitely not wrong. Just looking at this category, it won't be less than [-] million."

Lu Jinhong and several others are experts.

The blue and white character story jar from the Yuan Dynasty is the rarest of scarcities.

It is said that only a few hundred pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty have been handed down, and such character story jars can be counted on two hands.

Although everyone here is a well-read man, and they have seen countless antiques and treasures.

But such precious things are rare to begin with.

Apart from seeing it from a distance in the museum, it is rare to have the opportunity to touch it so close.

It can be seen that even though they have such status, they can't help but be excited when they see the thing in front of them.

Yang Feng did not immediately go in to take a look because he was not in a hurry.

And Yang Feng felt that Song Fei's purpose was not that simple.

At this time, Seinfeld just had a smile on his face.

He knew Yang Feng was looking at him, but he just smiled back and didn't say much.

"Looking at the color and bubbles, judging from the season, it should be a work from the middle to late Yuan Dynasty."

Han Yunfu is an authority on porcelain and is quite professional in this matter.

After all, there are classifications in antique appraisal.

However, although Wu Mingze and others do not specialize in blue and white porcelain, their taste skills are far beyond ordinary people.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Wu Mingze nodded and said: "There is sand on the sole and there are residual glaze spots that have not been wiped clean, but the overall condition is very clean."

"Well, a newly made fetal bone can't do that."

Han Yunfu nodded.

Some of the fakes that appear on the market are usually dirty at the bottom.

In fact, it is to prevent people from seeing the real bottom, and the bottoms of Yuan blue and white official kilns are usually relatively clean.

Several people observed it carefully for a long time.

Judging from the shape and decoration of the vessel, there are no flaws.

"There is no problem with the tire quality. This is a coarse sand tire. The tire quality is hard and feels heavy."

Han Yunfu touched it and didn't notice anything wrong at all.

After several people looked here for a long time, they finally turned around, looked at Song Fei, and asked: "Mr. Song, it seems that you spent a lot of money to buy this thing, right?"

"How do you think this thing is worth? Is it genuine?"

"Judging from the eyes of us old guys, this thing should be authentic."

Han Yunfu is also not afraid of mistakes and dares to make judgments.

Wu Mingze also nodded and said: "From any angle, it is impeccable. This thing should not be fake, and the price, judging from the completeness of the preservation and the overall fineness of the art, is no less than [-] million."

Several people agree with this statement.

Han Yunfu finally looked at Yang Feng and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Yang?"