Live fortune-telling: I want to reveal the secret

10 minute later.

Qi Hang walked into the lounge with a box in his arms.

He carefully placed the box on the desk, and then opened it directly in front of Yang Fan.

To Yang Fan's slight surprise, the box contained some porcelain shards, because Yang Fan didn't know much about porcelain, so he didn't know which dynasty these porcelain shards belonged to.

"Xiao Fanzi, can you restore these porcelain pieces into complete porcelain?" Qi Hang looked at Yang Fan expectantly.

"I'll try it out."

Yang Fan didn't talk nonsense, he took out another [Return Talisman], chanted a spell in a low voice, and finally pointed to a pile of porcelain fragments in the box.

"Crash..."

There was only a sound of 'cracking', and the pieces of porcelain in the box were automatically reassembled one by one, as if they had grown feet.

In just three seconds, all the porcelain fragments were combined together, and finally turned into a blue and white porcelain vase more than half a meter high!

"Success...success?" Qi Hang's eyes widened, staring straight at the scene in front of him, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Xiao Hangzi, is this porcelain vase important to you?" Yang Fan asked curiously.

"Xiao Fanzi, this is Yuan blue and white! And it is the best among Yuan blue and white——Ghost Valley Downhill Picture Jar!" Qi Hang's voice was trembling all the time.

"Ghost valley descending the mountain picture jar? Is it very valuable?" Yang Fan didn't know the price of Yuan blue and white, he only cared about how much this porcelain bottle could sell for.

"Let me tell you this, there was an auction in London last year, and someone took out a ghost valley downhill map jar for auction, and the final transaction price was 2358.8 million pounds, which is 2 million yuan if converted into big summer coins... ..."

"It's so valuable?"

"This is the best of Yuan blue and white, how can it be worthless?"

"Hehe, Xiaohangzi, how much do you plan to share with me?"

"Uh……"

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After the excitement, Qi Hang calmed down quickly. He pulled out a chair and sat directly opposite Yang Fan, and then put on an attitude of business affairs.

"Xiaofanzi, I can directly purchase this "Autumn Mountain Picture" at a price of 5000 million yuan. As for the Yuan blue and white flowers that you just helped me restore... Hehe, I owe you a favor, how about it?"

A cunning flashed across Qi Hang's eyes. When it came to business, he immediately returned to his true colors as a businessman, and Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly startled.

"Hehe, why do I want your favor? I just want money!" Yang Fan showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Fanzi, do you think this will work? I will look for damaged antiques in the future. After you restore these antiques, we will sell them..." Qi Hang suddenly proposed a plan to make a fortune.

"How to calculate profit sharing?" Yang Fan seemed to be interested.

"Brother, settle accounts! Three to seven, you three, I seven, how about it?" Qi Hang's eyes flashed another cunning.

"Hehe, Xiaohangzi, you are really a businessman!" Yang Fan was immediately amused.

Qi Hang's old face couldn't help but blush a little, and he smiled embarrassedly and said, "How about four or six? You four, I six?"

"Xiao Hangzi, you are really a small money fan!" Yang Fan smiled brighter.

"Oh! Let's open [-]-[-]! Let's each get half of the profits, how about it?" Qi Hang said with a painful face.

"Okay!" Yang Fan finally nodded, and then added: "I'm saving your goddaughter's dowry, otherwise, how could I take away [-]% of your profit?"

"Oh! Why didn't you say it earlier? If I said it earlier, I would have given you [-]% more profit!" Qi Hang suddenly realized.

"Hehe, okay! Then four to six, I six, you four!" Yang Fan suddenly laughed again.

"Don't! Brother Fan, didn't we agree just now? It's [-]-[-]! This matter has been decided, and it can't be changed at will!" Qi Hang suddenly became anxious.

"Haha, I'm teasing you! See how anxious you are? Are you falling into the eyes of money?"

"..."

After talking about the business, Qi Hang wanted to take Yang Fan to drink after saying anything, but Yang Fan had no choice but to follow him to a nearby Chuan Chuan hot pot restaurant.

"Xiao Fanzi, do you still remember the Chuan Chuan hot pot shop opposite our orphanage when we were young?" Qi Hang seemed to be recalling the things when he was a child, and a look of longing appeared on his face.

"Well, remember! You have been thinking about that hot pot restaurant all day long, and you said that you want to open a Chuan Chuan hot pot when you grow up." Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm the one who opened this hotpot restaurant!" Qi Hang replied proudly.

"Damn it! You really opened a Chuan Chuan hot pot restaurant?" Yang Fan asked dumbfounded.

"Of course, this is my childhood ideal, how can I not realize it?" After Qi Hang said this, he suddenly looked at Yang Fan meaningfully.

"Uh... what's your expression?" Yang Fan's brows suddenly twitched slightly.

"Xiao Fanzi, if I remember correctly, your childhood ideal...wasn't being a Taoist priest?" Qi Hang narrowed his eyes suddenly.

"Hehe, people always change, right?" Yang Fan replied with an embarrassed smile.

Hearing these words, Qi Hang suddenly fell into silence. He glanced sentimentally at the scenery outside the window, then sighed softly and said, "Yang Fan, you have indeed changed a lot."

Geek!

Yang Fan was startled suddenly, but on the surface he asked calmly, "Really? Where have I changed?"

"You have become mature, unlike me, who is still so innocent and pure." Qi Hang replied solemnly.

puff!

Yang Fan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, he thought that Qi Hang had seen something, even thought that Qi Hang had discovered something wrong with him!
It turned out to be a false alarm!

"Xiao Hangzi, no matter what changes happened to us, our brotherhood will never change, right?" Yang Fan changed the subject without a trace.

"Well, you are right! We have been good brothers all our lives, and brotherhood will never change!" Qi Hang shouted happily.

"Don't say anything, let's have a drink!"

"Okay! Deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom!"

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In this way, Yang Fan and Qi Hang drank in the hot pot restaurant for a whole afternoon.

The two chatted about their childhood while cooking hot pot, and the wine bottles under their feet piled up more and more. At the end of the drink, both Yang Fan and Qi Hang passed out.

Fortunately, there is a hotel next to this hot pot restaurant. Fortunately, the waiter opened two rooms for them. Fortunately, the waiter helped them into two different rooms...

Otherwise, Yang Fan's innocence would be in danger!

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