Pan Gu was a famous ink maker in the Song Dynasty. The ink he made, from the emperor Song Huizong to the literary master Su Dongpo, all liked it.

And this scattered ink is one of Pan Gu’s most famous ink products!

Lin Hongfei did not expect that he would see such a treasure at the home of such a broken child, and he was regarded as a worthless ordinary ink block by this man.

But it’s right to think about it. Such a defunct child is just enjoying and playing all day long. How could he have the intention to practice calligraphy and recite articles?

Naturally, I don’t understand the preciousness of this silhouette!

"If any such treasure is obtained by a store that sells four treasures in the study, it will be worshipped as a treasure of the store!"

"Good stuff, what a good stuff!"

"Fortunately I followed him home, otherwise I would have missed such treasures!"

At this time, the man greeted, "Come on, look at these things and see which ones can catch your eye. You can offer a price and take it away directly!"

Lin Hongfei pretended not to care and put the silhouette ink on the table, and then carefully observed the antiques of calligraphy and painting on the table.

"The two ancient paintings are not masters, but their paintings are good, and the market price is roughly between 500 and 800 oceans."

"If I were not good at this pair of porcelain bottles, it should be the pair of green glaze fired by Yongzheng official kiln. This is a good thing, and it would be considered low if it sells 12,000 yuan."

"This tripod..."

"Hiss, this tripod is a bit meaningful. It should be from the Western Zhou Dynasty, not from last week."

"There are also inscriptions on it, good guy, four inscriptions, good things!"

"The current market price of this bronze ware is a ten thousand ocean of inscriptions!"

"nice one!"

Lin Hongfei looked at it while estimating the value of these things in his heart. Then he pretended to be thinking and never said anything for a long time.

The man next to him was a little anxious, thinking why he just looked at the quotes, and he was still waiting for the money to be free.

The most taboo thing when buying and selling cultural relics is to be impatient. If you are anxious, you will easily be caught.

The man had an impatient problem and asked, "Brother, how are I doing these things? How much do you plan to buy them?"

Lin Hongfei deliberately made a puzzle and directly stretched out a finger and shook the man.

The man looked overjoyed and immediately shouted excitedly: "What, 1,000 oceans!"

Lin Hongfei saw that the man had completely taken the bait. He nodded: "You are just these two ancient paintings, but they are a bit interesting."

"The rest are not very good!"

"Why, are these fake?" the man asked.

"It cannot be said that it is fake. It was all imitated during the Kangyong period. After so many years, it can be considered an old item, but it cannot be sold at a price."

Lin Hongfei acted like an expert and continued, "If you are happy, I will take these things away."

"Take it away, take it away, give it to you!"

The man said excitedly that it was beyond his expectations to be able to buy 1,000 oceans. He was afraid that Lin Hongfei would regret it, so he quickly urged the deal!

"Okay, that's it!"

As he said that, Lin Hongfei took out a silver note of 1,000 o'clock from his bag and handed it over.

The man carefully checked and confirmed that the bill of the Huitong bill number was correct, so he signaled Lin Hongfei to take the thing away.

"You find me a baggage. I can't get so many things!" Lin Hongfei said.

"Okay, you wait!"

Soon, the man took out a bag from the house and helped Lin Hongfei pack these calligraphy and paintings and brocade boxes.

It was not until this time that Lin Hongfei pretended to remember the ancient ink, held the ink cartridge in his hand, shook it and said:

"Can I give this ink to me? I see that the ink is good in shape, and it is quite appropriate to put it in the study as an ornament."

"Take it away, take it away, just a piece of ink!" This man was very generous. In his opinion, a piece of broken ink was given away. What's the matter? They gave us 1,000 oceans.

Lin Hongfei just carried a big bag out of the yard, and the man enthusiastically sent Lin Hongfei out of the entrance of the alley, and then he returned home happily.

However, when the man came home, he was still thinking about who Lin Hongfei was, and why he had no impression of him.

At this time, Lin Hongfei was smiling. He thought he would pay a high price to buy some calligraphy and paintings as gifts, but he didn't expect that he got so many good things at such a low price!

If you don’t open for three years, you will eat for three years.

Lin Hongfei has fully realized the meaning of this sentence in the antiques store today!

In order to prevent the man from coming back, he ran out again to chase him back, when Lin Hongfei saw that the man left, he quickly turned around and turned into a small alley next to him, and put the bag into the storage space.

Lin Hongfei was making a lot of twists and turns in the alley, and was sure that the man could not find him, so he slowed down.

“It’s a lot of gains!”

"But this kind of big gaps is not something that happens every day."

Lin Hongfei is not greedy. He would be quite satisfied if he could meet this time.

Just as Lin Hongfei was about to pass through this alley to the street, a noise suddenly came from his ears, followed by an anxious voice:

"I tell you, I have a gun in my arms. If you are not afraid of death, come here!"

"Um?"

When Lin Hongfei heard this, he frowned. Is there a gun?

Without any hesitation, Lin Hongfei immediately took out a Browning pistol, pulled the bolt, closed the safety, and the pistol full of magazines was ready to be fired at any time.

Lin Hong took a quick and light walk, quickly came to a corner, looked sideways and saw a middle-aged man with a round inch in a dead end, surrounded by five or six people with a slim snatch.

Lin Hongfei could see the identities of those people at a glance, including the cultural relics vendors who were packed with bags and traveled to the house.

The middle-aged man also had a bag in his arms, and he looked like a cultural relics dealer walking around the streets.

"Crossing with each other?"

"There will be a gun in the hands of the cultural relics vendor?"

Lin Hongfei was a little confused.

However, he looked at the middle-aged man and saw that the man reached into his gown, and a stick-shaped bulge aimed at the other vendors, looking like he was holding a gun.

Several cultural relics vendors seemed to be frightened. They looked at each other for a few times, and then ran away in shame.

The round-in man then breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as his mentality eased, a sudden gunshot scared him to death.

With a whoosh, the round-inch man felt a chill in his head, and the hat on his head was shot away!

"thump!"

The man was so scared that his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground. Then, with a thud, a long glass bottle rolled out of his gown. It seemed that he was using this thing to pretend to be a pistol.

Lin Hongfei was immediately happy when he saw it: "I said how could a cultural relics vendor rob? It turned out that he was using a glass bottle to scare people."

At this time, the man found Lin Hongfei. Looking at the gun in Lin Hongfei's hand, he begged for mercy and said, "Master, please spare your life, don't shoot, we have something to discuss!"

Lin Hongfei smiled and said, "I'm very brave, I dare to use a glass bottle as a gun to scare people."

"What's your name? Tell me and listen!"

When the round-cun man heard this, he quickly said, "My master, my name is Tong Fengquan."

"I'm just a bunch of people in the house. I've never done anything bad. Please spare my life!"

"Tong Fengquan?"

Lin Hongfei was stunned when he heard this name!
Chapter completed!