Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 93 The Millionaire
The Northern Song Dynasty celadon five-tube bottle already made Shen Yunfeng very happy, and this Yongzheng imperial snuff bottle is a treasure of great origin.

Think about it, how much "dragon spirit" must be contaminated with the antiques that the real dragon emperor has played with?

Of course, this idea was just imagined by Shen Yunfeng when he felt his body absorbing the ancient aura on the snuff bottle.

Because, although the snuff bottle is small, there is not much aura on it.

The other two pieces are almost the same size, both measuring 18 to 19 centimeters high and 10 to 11 centimeters wide.It should be a type of blue and white multicolored dragon pattern garlic bottle in Jiajing period of Ming Dynasty.

As for the specific use, the ancient books did not "say" it, so Shen Yunfeng had no way of knowing it for the time being.

But no matter what, although these two porcelain vases are older than the snuff bottles, the sum of the two pieces of ancient aura on them is not as much as that of the snuff bottles.From this point, it can be judged that the "origin" of the two of them must be much more lonely than the snuff bottle.

This also made Shen Yunfeng understand a truth, not that the older the antique, the more simple aura it contains, but it depends on who used the antique.

Shen Yunfeng couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion. In the long and extremely unequal society, not only is the fate of people destined to be high or low, but even these "things" cannot be refined.Thinking about the age we live in now, a harmonious society, we are still very happy.

After eating the lunch brought from outside, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. Liang Binru looked obviously better than when she came in the morning. She actually asked Shen Yunfeng with concern whether the rice was enough, and if not, she would give him some.

This made Shen Yunfeng a little flattered, and remembered the inference he had "analyzed", so that during the whole meal, Shen Yunfeng felt restless.

This feels a bit like a guilty conscience!

The reason why Shen Yunfeng felt this way was not all because of the difference in wealth and social status between him and Liang Bingru in today's living environment, but because he felt that this was a bit too unrealistic.

Ever since he got the ancient books and the inheritance from his grandfather, Shen Yunfeng himself has noticed that he has changed both physically and mentally in the past few months.

Even when faced with a rich man like Zhao Yuming of Shengda Group, he didn't feel any pressure at all. In Liang Binru's case, there would be no inferiority complex due to the amount of wealth the two people currently possess.

After cleaning the last grain of rice in his lunch box, and drinking the soup up to the sky, Shen Yunfeng waited for Liang Bingru to finish eating, and then took the initiative to throw out the trash.

When she came back, she found that Liang Bingru had packed up the two dishes she hadn't finished and put them on the table, and she had already gone upstairs.

The afternoon seemed to pass quickly, and Shen Yunfeng felt as if he had just eaten, and it was already after 04:30.

When Liang Bingru went downstairs, she said that the money from Gu Erniang's inkstone would be transferred to his account tomorrow.

Shen Yunfeng gave an "um" and nodded, expressing that he understood.

Since you want to give it, then take it and find time to contact elder brother Shen Gaofeng to find out how much it will cost to build a house with a similar courtyard.

Including the original painting of Chen Hongshou that he sold, Shen Yunfeng now has more than one million in his hands, which is more than enough money to build a house for his family.

It will definitely not work this year. When the weather gets cold, it will be inconvenient to work. When the weather gets warm next spring, I will ask my eldest brother to come out and watch over Guy.

Shen Yunfeng was thinking about something, felt as if he hadn't heard the sound of the door opening and closing, so he looked up at the door, and saw Liang Bingru with one hand on the handle, looking towards him.

Shen Yunfeng glanced at himself a few times, wiped his mouth again, and asked Liang Fingru with a smile: "Fingru, what's wrong?"

"The weather is so cold, and I haven't seen you coming here wearing cotton clothes." Liang Binru's cheeks were slightly red, and she avoided Shen Yunfeng's eyes. "How about I give you half a day off another day, and you can go find some winter clothes for sale, and shoe."

Speaking of the latter, Liang Bingru's voice has become very quiet.

"This, you can have it." Shen Yunfeng stood up, "I'm used to being casual, and I don't pay too much attention to clothes."

He laughed and said, "I am also poor. I can hardly afford to study. How can I pay attention to these things."

Liang Binru raised her head and glanced at Shen Yunfeng, but said nothing.

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Shen Yunfeng scratched his head, "Try to buy two sets of clothes for myself before the annual competition, no matter what, I'm a millionaire now, let alone give it to Hengxing and Boss Liang. Shame is not."

"Then it's settled." Liang Bingru opened the door and walked out with a slight smile on her face.

"I'll accompany you then."

The sound of swallows and warblers came from outside.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon when Shen Yunfeng walked out of the Liangma Collectibles Market.After Liang Bingru left, she was fascinated by reading the treasure book by herself, and didn't pay attention to the time.

Carrying Liang Bingru's leftover meat and vegetables at noon, she passed by and bought three more pancakes, and walked towards the bus stop.

We are richer now than before, and our wages have also increased. However, based on the principle that every penny should be used wisely, Shen Yunfeng feels that we should save when it is time to save.

After all, I have been doing this for more than twenty years, and I am not someone who cannot bear hardships.

It was the beginning of October, and the sky was getting dark even earlier. At this point, some public and private units got off work, so there were more cars and motorcycles on the road, and there were many people waiting to take the bus.

What's more, there is a good horse collection market nearby, and the flow of people coming and going can be imagined.

Looking at the endless traffic, Shen Yunfeng was slightly in a trance, so much so that the person standing next to him reminded him that his cell phone was ringing.

I thanked the passerby, looked at the caller number, and answered the call.

"Brother Feng, are you off work?" Yuan Dongliang's giggling voice came over.

"Well, I just left the market, and I'm about to take a car."

Shen Yunfeng answered.

"Asiya, I'll treat you tonight." Yuan Dongliang's tone was extremely sincere.

"Let's wait another day, I'm carrying it in my hand," Shen Yunfeng smiled, "If nothing happens, hang up first, the car is about to pull into the station."

He glanced at the meat and vegetables in the disposable lunch box.

"Brother Feng, you're not mean enough, and you won't take me with you when you have dinner," Yuan Dongliang said with a smile, "I'm almost at the south gate of Liangma, to the east, wait."

"Okay, then come here and I'll wait."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yunfeng walked down from the booth and stood on the roadside not too far from the south gate of Liangma Collectibles Market, so that it would be easier to find Yuan Dongliang if he drove over.

It was windy and chilly at night, Shen Yunfeng tightened his clothes and tucked his neck into his collar.

"Dudu, Dudu!"

A car horn sounded.

Shen Yunfeng turned sideways and looked to his left, and saw a black SUV rushing over.

(End of this chapter)