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At noon, Messi had to clean up the mess, and the others were busy choosing porcelain.

As for Shi Man'an and Zeng Qiongman, they were arranged by Fang Yi to go to special schools.

Fang Yi and He Sanni, both master and apprentice, simply asked Messi for a car and found a small restaurant for dinner.

I ordered a simple four dishes and one soup.

When the dishes came, Fang Yi poured He Sanni a glass of white wine.

Mengzhou's liquor and mutton have always been famous.

Although He Sanni is a woman, since she came to Mengzhou, she naturally wanted to try it.

"Master, thank you for your hard work." Fang Yi picked up a piece of mutton for He Sanni.

"Hey, Master is old, and that's all he can do." He Sanni picked up the white wine and let out a sip, "As long as Master is alive, I hope that our Qingfeng Studio can develop prosperously."

"With Master here, naturally there is no problem."

"Qingfeng, this is all your business." He Sanni's face darkened, "Master can still do it now, and can clean up the mess for you, but in the end, the studio will be handed over to you, by the way, today's sale These tens of millions will be transferred to the card by Master later."

"Master, take it, there are many places where the studio needs to spend money."

"I want to fool Master again, let Master work for you for free, but there is no way, there is no responsibility, and you are light. Master, it is okay to be responsible for making money. Spending money is the business of you young people."

While talking, He Sanni took out his mobile phone and directly transferred it to Fang Yi's card.

More than 300 million, not a lot.

Fang Yi was also a little helpless.

However, as a master craftsman, He Sanni's salary in the ceramic center is several times that of ordinary people, so Fang Yi is not polite.

Thinking of the chicken blood stone he had just received, Fang Yi changed the subject.

"Master, don't rush to leave these few days, I want to give you something."

"Master is not short of anything."

"Master, you must be short of this thing." Fang Yi chuckled and didn't say anything.

After dinner, he found a hotel for Ho Sanni to rest, Fang Yi called for a car, asked where the collection market was, and walked all the way.

In addition to ceramics, Mengzhou is also known as the hometown of stones.

The Gobi Desert is everywhere here, producing all kinds of jade, not only chicken blood stone, but also some Gobi jade, southern red agate and so on.

Of course, Fang Yi came to the collection market not to search for stones, but to look for carving knives.

Entering the market, Fang Yi ignored all kinds of stones on the ground, went directly to a tool store, bought a set of small cutting tools, and bought a set of carving knives.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, the shopkeeper suddenly said with a smile, "Little brother, I have a stone here, do you want to see it?"

"What stone?" Fang Yi asked casually.

"Tian Huangshi." The shopkeeper said as he took out a thumb-sized stone.

"Tian Huang?" Fang Yi was really surprised.

If chicken blood stone is the queen of stones, then Tianhuang is called the real emperor's stone.

Tianhuang has always been a symbol of the royal family.

Although the stone in front of him was not big, it was comparable to half a catty of chicken blood stone.

Thinking a little in my heart.

It can be chicken blood stones for others, but it is not as good as this Tianhuang for old wine.

Moreover, Chen Jiu is now known as the Queen of Love Songs, and this piece of Tian Huangshi happened to be given to Chen Jiu.

"how much is it?"

"Little brother, since you know how to cut seals, you are naturally an insider. You can give me a price."

Fang Yi picked up Tian Huang.

After taking a look, it was confirmed that the Tian Huang in front of him was the best piece.

However, collections have always been asking for a lot of money and paying back the money on the spot. Fang Yi thought for a while and stretched out a finger.

The shopkeeper shook his head.

Fang Yi turned around and left.

Although the price of 100 million is a bit low, it is basically the same. If the boss buys it sincerely, he will naturally call him back.

"Little brother, let's discuss it again." Sure enough, the shopkeeper chased him out.

"Boss, I only offer this price."

"Hey, to tell you the truth, I have been collecting this stone for more than ten years. If it wasn't for something at home, I wouldn't be willing to sell it. The current market price is at least 150."

Just as he was talking, a girl walked in. ,

The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a handsome face and a tall body, with two ponytails tied behind her head, dangling behind her head as she walked.

When they met Fang Yi face to face, both of them couldn't help being surprised.

The other party was none other than a student from a school for the deaf.

Fang Yi remembered that the other party seemed to be called Yang Xiaomeng.

Seeing Fang Yi, Yang Xiaomeng was also taken aback, then smiled and gestured towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was taken aback.

After some exchange, the shopkeeper turned around and said, "You... are Xiaomeng's teacher."

"Well, yes."

"Oh, teacher, it's really flooding the Dragon King Temple. The family doesn't know the family." The store owner hurriedly pulled Fang Yi to sit down.

After a few more conversations, Fang Yi gradually understood the ins and outs.

Although the Yang family opened a store in the collection market, the competition in the collection market was already fierce, and the Yang family's store could only maintain food and clothing.

and,
It was precisely because Yang Xiaomeng needed to go to CCTV that the store had to sell Tian Huangshi from his collection.

It can be considered as Yang Xiaomeng's travel expenses.

"Mr. Fang, since this is the case, I will not argue with you. I will sell you this stone for 100 million."

"Okay, then I promise you too, Xiaomeng's expenses for going to the TV station are covered by me."

Since the store made a profit, Fang Yi naturally reciprocated.

After collecting the stones and saying goodbye to the father and daughter of the Yang family, Fang Yi drove to Tianyi Ceramics again.

At this moment, the people who selected the porcelain hadn't finished their selection, and Messi probably also stayed in the workshop.

Fang Yi went back to the office alone.

Sitting down on the sofa, Fang Yi first looked at the bloodstones to make sure those places could be used as seals, and then used a cutting machine to cut up the bloodstones one by one.

Of course, Fang Yi was not willing to cut the biggest piece in the middle.

After being busy for a long time, Fang Yi took out the carving knife after cutting the materials for seven or eight seals.

Thinking slightly.

The first seal was naturally given to He Sanni.

Naturally, Wen Peng's seal carving pills were taken.

Wen Peng, a famous seal carver in the Ming Dynasty, his works are elegant and dignified, elegant and beautiful, suitable for his elders and teachers.

After taking the pills, the carving knife in his hand suddenly became spiritual.

The carving knife fell.

With the sound of "嗤!", the blade has carved a pattern on the stone surface.

The wrist is tactful!

As the few handwriting gradually emerged from the stone surface, the elegant and simple atmosphere rushed over.

The handwriting is exactly the small seal script that is known as being straight and smooth, with iron lines.