The years when I was reborn as a giant in the antique world

Fu Yan didn't expect to see Yunzhou so soon.

A week ago, he was still immersed in the sad news of the death of his sweetheart, wishing he could slam his head on the tombstone and follow her away.

He still remembered the scene he saw when he rushed to the hospital. The young man's face, which was always clean, was covered with blood, and there was a big hole in his head. He tried desperately to plug it with his hands, but he couldn't.

The young man's hand was also very cold, as cold as a piece of ice. He clasped it tightly with both hands to warm him up, but he couldn't catch a trace of warmth no matter what.

He watched the other party enter the emergency room with his eyes open, but when he was pushed out, his face was covered with a white cloth.

Fu Yan rushed up like crazy, and saw the young man lying there quietly, his whole body was cold, his eyes were closed tightly, and those smiling eyes would never open again.

In an instant, all the hustle and bustle around him went away, and he felt as if his whole body had been emptied, and he knelt heavily on the ground in darkness.

There were all kinds of chaotic noises behind him, and many people rushed over, trying to pull him up, but Fu Yan's hand was firmly on the railing of the hospital bed, his eyes were red, and his ten fingers were all rubbed. There was blood.

He just wanted to take another look at the other party, and then keep the young man's face firmly in his heart.

In this way, even if he drank Mengpo soup after death, he would not forget the other party, and he would definitely find him.

Everyone thought he was crazy.

But he knew he wasn't crazy, he just wanted to understand something.

Fu Yan was sedated, his hands were tied, and when he was forced to lie on the bed, he kept thinking, why didn't he discover his feelings earlier?

In fact, Yun Zhou is nothing like his Bai Yueguang.

What he likes is not Ruan Xue, what he likes is just the purest love in his youth, a kind of purity and beauty that he can no longer have after entering the society.

It's a pity that he couldn't see clearly like a fool until it was irreparable.

At that time, Yunzhou's mother had just passed away, and the young man was oblivious and subconsciously looking for the closest people around him as sustenance, but he had no one else but himself.

But what about yourself?

But he said the cruelest thing to the young man and kicked him out.

Fu Yan's eyes were suddenly stained with scarlet, and he began to frantically struggle with his limbs, making the bed board thump and thump, and the rope rubbed bloodstains on his wrists.

The doctor rushed in, the sharp needle pierced his skin, and the cold liquid slowly flowed into his body.

He passed out.

When I woke up, I found myself back to the time when I was 20 years old.

After confirming again and again that he was reborn, Fu Yan's dark eyes finally had a little light.

This is an opportunity God gave him, and he will definitely seize it.

Fu Yan believed that, just like in the previous life, Yun Zhou would definitely fall in love with him again, and he would make up for the other party and make up for the mistakes he made.

It's so nice to be able to do it all over again.

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Yun Zhou was only stiff for a moment, then he recovered, and smiled at the middle-aged man, "Hello, Mr. Fu, I have long admired your name. I am Yun Zhou, you can just call me Xiao Zhou."

Fu Yan's eyes were fixed on the two small dimples on the young man's cheeks, and he found that the other party was still as clean and pure as he remembered, and it was heartbreakingly beautiful.

He felt his heart beating fast and his throat was itchy.

Fu Yan tugged on his tie and was about to introduce himself when he saw the young man skipping him and said to the middle-aged man standing beside him, "Boss Huang, thanks to your recommendation, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see Mr. Fu today."

Boss Huang replied with a smile, and then sat aside to exchange pleasantries with his father, Fu Jing.

Fu Yan's hand pulling the tie froze, but his eyes were reluctant to move away, staring at the young man for a moment, "My name is Fu Yan. I—"

Yun Zhou glanced at him, nodded coldly, "Hello."

Then he turned his gaze back and looked down at the teacup in his hand.

Fu Yan stared at the clear-eyed young man with almost greedy eyes, and at the same time felt a bit bitter in his heart.

The boy will no longer look at him with smiling eyes like before.But it doesn't matter, he will know Yunzhou again and pursue Yunzhou until the boy falls in love with him.

Fu Yan's straight gaze made Yun Zhou's brows turn cold, and his stomach churned, making him want to vomit with nausea.

He just wanted to get rid of the ancient coins as soon as possible, and then leave here.

When Fu Jing finished his first cup of tea, Yun Zhou directly took out the coin and pushed it in front of the other party: "Mr. Fu, please excuse me."

Fu Jing opened the plastic box and took out a magnifying glass to observe carefully.

When he saw the 3D scan of the copper coin in the email, he was a little sure. Now he just carefully compared the real object with the picture, and then compared some details.

If you want to say "Yongle Tongbao carries three coins", I am afraid that no one in the whole Huaguo is more familiar with it than him.

As the curator of the Shanghai Museum, he can not only see this "orphan" with missing corners from time to time, but also touch it with his own hands. His understanding of this ancient coin is naturally incomparable to others.

For antiques, eyesight must be practiced.If you see more authentic products, you will naturally be able to tell the difference between genuine products and counterfeit products.

Just like the last emperor Puyi appreciating antiques.

Guoxue master Wang Guowei once asked Puyi to appreciate the antiques he had carefully selected, and Puyi immediately judged that they were fakes.

Wang Guowei asked him how he saw it, and Puyi replied at that time: "I don't understand your method of distinguishing the real from the fake at all, so I weighed it and looked at it again. It feels the same as my previous home. are different.”①

These words are very indecent, but they should be taken for granted.

As we all know, Puyi's home is the Forbidden City, which is now the Forbidden City.I often enjoy real antiques in the palace, how can I not tell the difference between them and fakes?

This is similar to two people who look somewhat similar. Others may not recognize them, but their parents and relatives who are with them every day will definitely be able to distinguish them.

The same goes for Fu Jing.

After confirming some details with a magnifying glass, he came to a conclusion not long after, "According to my judgment, it can be confirmed that this is a genuine Yongle Tongbao carrying three coins. Congratulations."

As soon as these words came out, Boss Huang opened his mouth wide in shock.

It turned out to be true! !

Oh my god, the whole world of ancient coins is about to boil!

This is the only "Yongle Tongbao Back Three Coins" except for the copper coin with a missing corner in the Shanghai Museum, and it is such a beautiful one!

To some extent, this coin is even more valuable than the "orphan item" in the museum, because this ancient coin is intact without any blemishes.What's more, Mr. Fu, a top collector and former curator of Shanghai Museum, guarantees that no one will question the authenticity of this ancient coin.

This boy has just had a stroke of luck!

Only 3000 yuan was used to harvest such a rare real product of "Yongle Tongbao Backing Three Coins".

Boss Huang's heart was sour. You must know that the old lady came to him first. If he showed kindness, wouldn't this copper coin be his own?

Oh, I really regret it.

As a fan of ancient coins, Fu Jing was equally excited, "Yun Zhou, right, are you going to sell this copper coin or keep it for yourself?"

Yun Zhou replied without hesitation: "I plan to make a move. Can you help me estimate the price?"

Fu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed the boy's clothes, a simple T-shirt and trousers, and the canvas shoes on his feet were slightly yellowed, and he had been wearing them for a long time.

So Yunzhou was so poor when he was young?He... never seemed to understand.Because when the other party was with him, he never spent a penny on him.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he suddenly thought of some details.

One month before Christie's autumn auction, he told Yun Zhou that he would participate in the auction.

From then on, Yunzhou came back very late every day with a tired face, and he didn't say anything when asked what he was doing.

Fu Yan didn't care about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, young people should be working part-time every night, just to get together a set of formal clothes for going to high-end places.

It's a pity that I didn't take him with me in the end.

What was he thinking at the time?Don't let others know the identity of the young man, so as not to spread to the ears of Ruan Xue's friends and cause misunderstandings.

It wasn't until later that Fu Yan realized that Ruan Xue's friends were all self-deceiving.

He just didn't want the young man to be exposed to the public eye, and he didn't want others to see such a good side of him.The youth can only belong to him alone, and he can only look at him with those clean and beautiful eyes!

Such a strong possessive desire, he didn't realize it until the last moment.

Fu Yan laughed at himself, he is really the biggest fool in the world.

No one cares about the rich mental activities of the world's biggest idiot.

Fu Jing looked at the copper coin in his hand and pondered: "If it is placed in the auction house, the transaction price of this Yongle Tongbao back three coins should not be less than 200 million, and it may even be higher. But if it is a private collection, the price will be lower .

If you plan to sell, I will offer 160 million to buy it. I don’t know what do you think of this price? "

Yun Zhou was about to nod, when Fu Yan next to him suddenly said, "200 million."

Fu Jing suddenly frowned and looked at him.

His son, whom he was proud of since he was a child, has been bewitched in the past few days. He doesn't go to his favorite tastings, he doesn't participate in collection exhibitions, and he looks for someone everywhere.

He hasn't found out exactly who it is, but Fu Yan looks sick from the looks of it.

I don't know why I went crazy today, and there are still people who feel that their bid is low?

It seems that a master must be found as soon as possible.

Yun Zhou also frowned.

Fu Yan stared at him naked when they met this time, did he want to make him a stand-in again like before?

In his last life, he and Fu Yan were together for three years, and he didn't know that he was a double until the end.If he had known earlier, he would not have agreed from the beginning, it's really disgusting!

Fu Jing and Yun Zhou tacitly ignored him, and quickly signed the contract.

One minute later, Yunzhou received the transfer message, and seeing the string of zeros on it, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Boss Huang also received a handling fee of 16 yuan, and he smiled happily.

This young man is really good, he took the initiative to transfer the money before he mentioned it, which is really good.

Seeing that the young man was about to leave, Fu Yan immediately ran after him and wanted to hold his wrist. The moment he touched the other's fingertips, he suddenly felt a pain in the tiger's mouth. He saw that the tiger's mouth was bitten by something, and it was bleeding beads.

At the same time, an extremely cold breath penetrated into his body from the wound, making him shiver with cold.

In the hot summer, under the high temperature of 36 degrees, he could not feel the temperature of sunlight, and even his blood seemed to freeze.

Fu Yan folded his arms tremblingly and looked towards the door, only to find that the boy's figure had long since disappeared, so he could only go back shaking his body.

Seeing his son's appearance, Fu Jing glanced at him with a headache: Alas, he fell ill again, so he called the master tonight.

The author has something to say:

Little Yulong: Aww, I'll bite you to death! !Aww~

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Scumbag: 200 million.

Fu Jing & Yun Zhou: Ignore them at the same time.

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