"There is a saying: Don't use other people's mistakes to punish yourself." Xiao Fan said with a smile.
"Well, the angel fish at noon is really good. Order takeout and let Tang Qianqian try it too."
You are indeed not: a love brain.
It’s just a lot of pedaling.
As night fell, Tang Qianqian returned from the newspaper office tiredly. She worked hard and came back with a lot of information every day, so tired that she looked haggard. Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "Come, eat this angel fish to replenish your body."
The boiling chicken soup steamed the crucian carp, and finally the fish meat fell into the chicken soup piece by piece. The taste...
"Well, it's indeed delicious." Tang Qianqian's eyes lit up.
After dinner, Tang Qianqian continued to write manuscripts and update his meager sums. Now, Tang Qianqian has more than one million fans despite his meager amount.
Xiao Fan, on the other hand, started practicing quietly.
A night of silence.
the next day.
Xiao Fan first asked the Xia Group if there was anything going on today. On the phone, Xia Yuewei's female assistant said: "There is nothing to do today."
There is no dangerous situation that requires Xiao Fan's protection.
"But," the female assistant said, "Mr. Xia reminds you, remember to come once a week."
What once a week?
"Don't worry, I will try my best to serve Mr. Xia well."
A few times a week is fine.
"Xia Yuhan's situation is not optimistic."
"Although I can't be cured, regular acupuncture can eventually slow down the growth of the tumor."
"The poor little girl is so cute, but she's sick."
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The Xia Group has nothing to do for the time being, but there will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers in the future for the [Development Zone] in the south of the city. Xiao Fan shook his head and came to Li's villa. But today, I didn’t drink tea or play chess. I saw Uncle Li Xiong wearing a high-end suit and tie, and said, "Xiao Fan, you're here. Just in time, come with me to the auction."
oh?
auctions?
Xiao Fan remembered that the last time he came to the villa for tea, Uncle Li Xiong said that there would be a small-scale auction. This is not a regular auction, but some wealthy people and treasure friends from Hedong City gathered together to auction some antiques and other antiques.
"Okay." Xiao Fan said.
"No need to cook for me at noon." Uncle Li Xiong said to Huang Li.
"Okay." Huang Li still ignored Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan ignored this guy.
From then on, the two of them got in the car and headed all the way to a teahouse. Arriving at the destination, this is a private teahouse in Hedong, only members can enter. Uncle Li Xiong is a member here. He took out his [membership card] and entered it. Arriving at a hall on the second floor, sure enough, amidst the lingering fragrance of tea, many people had gathered here.
"Old Li!"
"Mr. Li is here."
"Mr. Li, I heard that there are some good antiques today."
"Old Li, who is this?"
Several friends asked curiously.
"This is my son-in-law," Uncle Li Xiong said proudly, "He is a doctor and has even treated the provincial governor."
It should be that Li Yiyi told Li Xiong what happened to Mr. Huang last time.
"Oh, you are young and promising."
"When are you getting married? We are waiting for the wedding banquet."
"Young man, you look very energetic at first glance."
"To treat the provincial governor? Your future is bright."
"That's right." Li Xiong said proudly.
Li Xiong, not only did not despise Xiao Fan, but instead repeatedly showed off his future son-in-law.
Huang Li, on the other hand, kept belittling Xiao Fan.
We are the same people living together, but why is the gap so huge?
Seeing Uncle Li's excitement, Xiao Fan sighed in his heart: Unfortunately, it is impossible for Li Yiyi and I...
The waiter brought pots of fragrant tea, and the fragrance of tea lingered around, adding to the quaint atmosphere. Everyone drank tea and chatted, discussing their collections. This said, he had a bronze sword from Zhan Han, inlaid with small pieces of emeralds. That one said that his best antique is a Tang Dynasty tricolor painting, which is lifelike. The other one said that he actually had a piece of [Yuan Qinghua].
"A piece of porcelain?" someone asked curiously.
"Don't you understand?" The person next to him explained: "Yuan Qinghua, even a fragment, if it has a good pattern, is worth hundreds of thousands."
oh?
So valuable?
Xiao Fan thought in his heart: If I could go back to the Yuan Dynasty and get dozens of Yuan blue and white flowers, wouldn't that make me rich?
No.
The price of Yuan blue and white is so high because the quantity in existence is too small. As the saying goes, rare things are valuable, and this is especially true in the antique circle. If dozens of Yuan blue and white pieces suddenly appear on the market, the price will drop significantly.
Go back in time and get dozens of pieces of porcelain?
When you sell it, you will find that the price has plummeted...
Of course, even back to the Yuan Dynasty, Yuan blue and white porcelain was high-end porcelain and not so easy to obtain.
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Everyone was talking about it, they were all wealthy people in Hedong City, the so-called [Baoyou]. At the busiest moment, when Xiao Fan drank a pot of tea and asked if there was any refreshments:
"You want refreshments?"
"Okay, we have camellia cakes, osmanthus cakes, thousand-feuille cakes, and chestnut cakes here," the waiter said.
"Everyone has a plate," Xiao Fan said.
This is a tea room, not a restaurant.
Look, everyone is enjoying tea. Who is eating refreshments?
Just then:
Boom!
Amidst the crisp and melodious bells, today’s small auction begins!
Uncle Li Xiong introduced it in a low voice: "Listen! This clock is genuine, an antique clock from the Ming Dynasty."
oh?
No wonder this voice sounds so quaint. It sounds different from the current bells.
Antique copper clock.
When the bell rang, everyone stopped talking and returned to their seats. Then, the host of the small auction arrived. The host is a middle-aged handsome guy. He wears glasses, is elegant, dressed in a decent blue Tang suit, and holds a folding fan in his hand. Needless to say, the folding fan is also an antique. The fan is an ancient painting by Zheng Banqiao.
"Old friends from Hedong City," the handsome middle-aged man said, "I,"
"I miss you so much!"
Hahaha.
Suddenly, everyone laughed.
"Okay, today's auction begins." The handsome middle-aged man opened the folding fan with a swish and said loudly: "The first item is a good treasure:"
"Ming Dynasty: A blue and white vase with dragon pattern from an official kiln."
oh?
Then, I saw a waitress wearing gloves taking out a small porcelain bottle with Qinghai dragon pattern from an exquisite nanmu box. The porcelain vase is not big, but it is indeed a nice antique. Then the middle-aged handsome guy Xu Wenxuan started to introduce:
"First of all, look at the delicate texture and the glaze color of the blue and white. It is definitely produced by the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty."
"And the more important thing is this:"
"Dragon pattern."
oh?
Just listen to this and Xu Wenxuan continued: "In ancient times, dragon patterns were not patterns that ordinary people could use."
"Common people, including civil and military officials, dare to use dragon patterns easily, that is:"
"Trespass!"
"In ancient times, this was a serious crime."
indeed so.
"So, this blue and white porcelain vase..." Xu Wenxuan said: "It was either a product of the Ming Dynasty royal family, or it was a gift from the royal family to meritorious officials."
Either the royal family uses it for themselves or it is rewarded to meritorious officials.
Because it is a small auction, there are not so many rules. After the host Xu Wenxuan finished his introduction, everyone came forward and looked carefully with magnifying glasses. After seeing it, they all nodded and said, "This porcelain vase is a good antique."
"It should be from the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty."
"Looking at the shape of this blue and white flower, it should be from the mid-Ming Dynasty."
"It's either orthodox, Chenghua, or Hongzhi."
"Looking at the pattern, it's true, it's from the mid-Ming Dynasty."
"Maybe it was given to meritorious officials by a certain emperor."
"yes."
After confirming that it is a treasure, the next step is to auction:
"Okay." Xu Wenxuan, the host, said loudly: "The auction has begun."
"The starting price is 500,000 yuan! Each price increase must not be less than 30,000 yuan."
Suddenly, fierce competition began at the venue. Because this thing is really good, many people have taken action.
"530,000."
"560,000!"
"610,000!"
"I'll pay 650,000!"
However, this price is far from being able to suppress other competitors. The price of porcelain bottles has been soaring. After a short time, it reached a total of 800,000!
crucial moment.
"I'll give you 900,000!" said an energetic voice.
oh?
Suddenly increased by 100,000?
Sure enough, the price of 900,000 puts other competitors at bay. Everyone looked around and saw a stout man in his fifties or sixties, wearing black casual clothes. The aura of a superior person filled the air. At this time, he won the first auction item, a blue and white dragon pattern vial.
Everyone was talking: "Who is this?"
"I don't even know this guy, he's the boss of our city's [Wu Group]."
"Oh, Mr. Wu."
"I spent 900,000 to get this treasure. I'm very wealthy."
"Yeah, yeah."
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"Humph, this Wu Baldy." Uncle Li Xiong suddenly whispered in a bad tone.
oh?
He doesn't look bald... Xiao Fan looked carefully and immediately discovered that Mr. Wu was wearing a wig. He was already bald in the middle, so he ended up wearing a wig. People in the audience commented that this was also the CEO of a group in Hedong City, but:
"Uncle Li Xiong, you don't seem to be dealing with him?"
That's how it is with people, if you have friends, you must have enemies.
When they were young, Li Xiong and Mr. Wu had a conflict over business matters, which led to a falling out and a bad relationship.
At this time, the bell rang again, and the second auction piece appeared.
"Look, a folding fan." The host Xu Wenxuan took out a black folding fan from the box. This folding fan does not have a paper fan surface, but is made up of wide ribs connected together. Xu Wenxuan felt the cold and delicate touch of the fan bone and said: "This antique is: the late Qing Dynasty [tortoise shell folding fan]."
oh?
Xu Wenxuan said: "First of all, the bones of this folding fan are carved from the shells of sea turtles."
"Everyone, please take a look," Xu Wenxuan continued: "The widest part of this fan bone is almost four centimeters. This requires a very large turtle and its tortoise shell to make the fan bone."
