Rebirth of the Soft Rice King

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In the afternoon, Fang Tian and Fang Yanxi came to the city to go shopping.

The cities and villages in Gaohe County are completely different from each other, and they are extremely prosperous and lively.

There are everything you need to eat, drink and have fun, including brand-name clothing and luxury goods.

No wonder some people say that the city of this place looks like Europe, and the countryside looks like Africa!

Walking around on the street, Fang Tian saw a rather large antique shop, and walked in immediately.

"Brother, are you also interested in antiques?" Fang Yanxi asked strangely.

How could a person who is engaged in it be interested in these things?

"I just want to see it." Fang Tian said, and the two of them walked into the antique exhibition hall while talking.

In front of the glass counter, stood an old man with a magnifying glass in his hand, holding a small vase in his hand, observing it very carefully.

Fang Tian didn't know much about antiques, so he casually pointed to a rather beautiful vase and asked, "How do you sell that?"

The old man put down the magnifying glass, looked over, and said with a smile: "This is a vase used by the emperor of the Song Dynasty, worth 128 million a piece!"

Fang Tian casually asked a few more antiques, and this store sells millions of things every now and then.

Fang Yanxi watched from the sidelines, wondering why he suddenly became interested in antiques?Knowing that he must have a reason, he didn't ask.

"Little brother, if you are interested in antiques, you can buy one and go back to treasure it. It can also preserve and increase in value." The old man suggested.

He can see that Fang Tian doesn't know much about antiques, but he can see that Fang Tian is a rich man who is either rich or expensive. Even if his clothes are ordinary, he definitely has something that he can afford, so he patiently gave him introduce.

Fang Tian smiled and nodded: "But the antiques here are not what I want."

The old man smiled and said, "Although my place is not as good as the National Museum, there are all kinds of antiques in the past dynasties. There must be one you like, right?"

Fang Tian smiled and said something that made him puzzled. "What I want is not complete."

The old man was puzzled.

Fang Tian lowered his voice and said, "What I want are those tattered antiques!"

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The old man was shocked. This kind of request is really weird. It has been unheard of since the store has been open for many years.

"What do you want those for?" the old man asked strangely.

Fang Tian said mysteriously: "You don't need to ask, you just need to answer me, yes or no?"

The old gentleman thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes. Please come with me."

The antiques displayed in the hall are not the most expensive, and there are even more expensive antiques in the background.

Fang Tian and Fang Yanxi followed the old man into a small room, a bit like a small museum, with many antiques on display.

Fang Tian and Fang Yanxi waited for a while, the old gentleman opened the cabinet door, and took out a small wooden box from inside.

Then, put it on the table and open the lid.

Looking at it, Fang Tian saw that there were pieces of broken porcelain inside, which should have been a vase.

The old gentleman said distressedly: "This vase was given to Yang Yuhuan by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. It has always been Concubine Yang's favorite bottle. It is top-notch in terms of craftsmanship and beauty. It is worth 800 million, but unfortunately it was damaged during transportation! "

"Oh, what a pity."

The more the old man said, the more he felt distressed, and he shook his head again and again.

"Then you have lost a lot?" Fang Yanxi said.

The old gentleman regretfully said: "Yes."

Fang Tian picked up a tile, it was indeed quite exquisite. "Is this really the vase used by Concubine Yang Gui?"

"Really, even though it's broken now, you can take it for appraisal. It's 100% treasure. There is also an authoritative appraisal certificate."

With that said, the old gentleman took out the certificate and put it in front of him.

Fang Tian took a look and found that it had indeed been authenticated by an authority.

It's worth 800 million, it's really a pity to ruin it like this.

"Sell it to me." Fang Tian said.

The old man looked at the rotten tiles in front of him, wondering how much it was worth now? "You make a price."

Fang Tian thought for a while, and stretched out Wu Gen's finger.

"5?" The old man nodded in satisfaction. Although it was much lower than the original price, but now that it is in such a state of tatters, [-] yuan can be sold very well.

Fang Tian waved his hand: "No. Five thousand!"

The old man almost fainted.

"Young man, 5000 yuan is too low!" the old man said dissatisfied.

Fang Tian said seriously: "These tiles are so damaged, what's the use of keeping them? Can you still repair them? Why don't you sell them to me at a lower price."

Indeed, it is impossible to repair the vase, so what can I do if I keep it?

The old gentleman sighed: "Five thousand is too low, it should be higher."

"Eight thousand, at most eight thousand."

The old man rubbed his chin, still thinking about it.

"If you don't want to, forget it, it's worthless anyway." After Fang Tian finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Okay, I'll sell it." The old man agreed.

Fang Tian was overjoyed!

Immediately, the old man began to repack the tiles.

Fang Yanxi grabbed Fang Tian and walked aside. "Brother, you didn't have a fever today, did you? Why buy a broken antique for 8000 yuan?"

Fang Tian pinched her little nose: "It works."

Next, Fang Tian also bought a dilapidated emperor teapot, which added up to 1 yuan.

The original value of these two antiques was 1000 million!