Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 510 Ji An
meow~
yes~
The little flower was in full bloom, circling on the ground.

There are many cats who have never left their place of birth in their entire lives, and many cats may not live out their lives and have no chance to leave.

Xiao Hua has been able to venture into the world at a young age, which makes her very proud.

After returning to the village, he blew with those local dogs in the village.

Wang Tianhui yawned, "I'm sleepy and going to sleep, you'd better be honest with me, or I won't take you anywhere."

Meow!
no problem!
In order to go out to play, Xiaohua decides to bear the pain and be a good meow.

The night passed.

When the morning sun shines through the curtains to illuminate the room, Wang Tianhui woke up.

He saw Xiaohua lying sprawled on the opposite sofa, blowing snot bubbles and snoring.

Everything in the room is in place, it seems that this kid is quite honest.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Fang Baoliang called out in a low voice outside.

"Mr. Wang, are you up?"

Wang Tianhui stretched his waist and replied: "Get up."

"Okay, okay, let's go downstairs to have breakfast together after you wash up, and then we'll set off." Fang Baoliang said.

"Okay." Wang Tianhui answered and got dressed and got up.

Hearing a sound outside, Xiao Hua also woke up.

Went downstairs to have breakfast, Fang Baoliang carefully prepared one for Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua was very satisfied with both fish and meat.

After breakfast, the driver drove, took a group of people onto the road, and drove all the way out of the city.

Watching the scenery outside the window change from tall buildings to fields, Wang Tianhui couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

"Jian." Fang Baoliang replied.

"Ji'an, is it a city?" Wang Tianhui has never been here, and he has never heard of this place.

"Ji'an is an ancient town, about [-] kilometers away from the urban area, where Rattleheads often go about their activities," Fang Baoliang said.

Fang Xin asked curiously: "Father, you always hang out with this scumbag, what exactly does he do?"

Fang Baoliang said with some embarrassment: "This rascal has a handicap here, and he specializes in some unappreciable transactions. Sometimes he will find me when he has good things in his hand. Many of our collections are from He bought it."

Fang Baoliang said it in a secretive way, but Wang Tianhui could tell that this man was a dealer in cultural relics.

"Dad, didn't you say that your things came from regular channels? This...isn't this illegal reselling of cultural relics?" Fang Xin said with some dissatisfaction.

Fang Baoliang was even more embarrassed, and he explained: "Oh, what do you know, kid? The gadgets I bought are not cultural relics at all, they are at best small antiques, and he is not stupid. He dare not buy big things. Touch, some of them are very old, if they are caught by someone, they will have to sit in prison, it is not worth it, and he is just trying to make a small profit."

People like Fang Baoliang are not very rich, but they also love to play with antiques. They often get in touch with folk dealers like Laitou San, but they are indeed like what Fang Baoliang said, they dare not play big things, If you are caught, you will be sentenced to a few years, and you will go to jail for fun, and a fool will do this.

Cultural relics dealers are also looking for money and don’t want to commit crimes. Reselling small things can make more money than ordinary businessmen. As long as they are sneaky and don’t get caught, their small lives are pretty good. Even if they are given big things, they may not dare to touch them. Some things are old enough that it's bad luck to touch them.

Fang Baoliang introduced to Wang Tianhui: "Ancient towns like Ji'an are located in the mountains and are most likely to have ancient tombs. The common people often dig up some things when farming, and they go to the city to set up street stalls to sell. When dealers like San know about it, they will stay in the village to collect these things, and then sell them at a high price outside."

"What are they?" Wang Tianhui asked.

"There are everything, such as porcelain bowls, fragments, and decorations. Anyway, they were either dug in the ground or washed out of the mountain when it rained." Fang Baoliang explained.

"Then Fang Xin's fake opal was also dug out here?" Wang Tianhui asked.

"I don't know about that. The third man told me that it was from Europe, and a foreigner sold it to him. I believed it before, but I don't believe it now." Fang Baoliang became angry when he mentioned fake opal where to come.

"Well, just ask." Wang Tianhui said with a sigh.

Xiaohua didn't sit in the trunk, but sat on Fang Xin's lap all the way, holding the car window and staring out with big eyes.

Until the scenery outside turned into a village, their destination also arrived.

Although Ji'an is a town, its scale is not as large as Yujia Village. The houses are scattered in clusters in the valley, surrounded by mountains, and the scenery is quite beautiful.

The villagers here are dressed in national costumes, and they are not at all surprised to see strangers entering the village. It seems that outsiders often come to their village.

"Boss, take a look at this bowl. I dug it out in the mountains. Give me a price!"

Before everyone got out of the car, an old man stretched out a withered hand and handed in a blue and white porcelain bowl for them to ask for a price.

Wang Tianhui took the bowl curiously, took a look at it, smiled, and then pushed the bowl out.

"Master, it's better not to sell this bowl of yours, but keep it for dinner at home."

The old man refused to accept it and said: "This is a good thing in the mountains. Isn't it a pity to eat it? Look at the price, I will sell it."

Wang Tianhui asked with a smile, "Master, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

When Wang Tianhui asked the price, the old man excitedly stretched out two fingers.

"Sell for two hundred?" Fang Baoliang boldly guessed.

The old man waved his hand and said solemnly: "This is Gudao, 20!"

Wang Tianhui burst into laughter, took the bowl over, pointed to the serial number on the bottom of the bowl, and said, "This batch of goods from the Porcelain Market may not sell for 20 yuan, old man, you want too much, or you should bury it again." Let’s dig it out after a year, and it can be sold for 20.”

Hearing this, the old man blushed, and everyone in the car laughed.

Seeing that the old man's nose was ashamed, there were still a few villagers who wanted to try it with pots and pans in their hands, so they all sent back.

"He's so awesome, a village of liars!" Fang Bao was so angry that he had his hips on his hips.

The car drove slowly into the village, and they finally saw a person who was dressed differently from the villagers standing on the side of the road.

This man was wearing a floral T-shirt and jeans, with his head covered and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked like a social person, and immediately waved his hand when he saw Fang Baoliang's car.

"Old Ba!" Fang Baoliang greeted the man.

The car stopped, Lao Ba looked in through the empty window, "They're all here, get out of the car."

A group of people got out of the car and followed Lao Ba to an old house.

Simple furniture, the table is already shiny, a beautiful woman poured the tea that had been brewed for everyone,

Everyone sat down.

(End of this chapter)